Still Have to Use a Saber

"Shattering Fist!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his aura surged wildly, and the surrounding air seemed to be stirred by an invisible hand, forming a huge vortex.

Immediately afterwards, a huge fist radiating dazzling light appeared out of thin air.

This fist was like a condensation of brilliant stars, with mysterious runes flowing across its surface.

Each rune flashed with dazzling lightning, as if it contained the power to World-destroying, and with an unparalleled momentum, it crashed down on the spear that Wei Tianba had thrust at.

The spear in Wei Tianba's hand was entirely black. With the infusion of his powerful strength, the spear trembled slightly and emitted a layer of cold black light.

A cold glint flickered at the tip of the spear, seemingly capable of piercing through any obstacle.

With a forceful thrust, the spear tip pierced the sky, emitting a sharp whistling sound. The surrounding space rippled with the force of the thrust, as if a boulder had been thrown onto a calm lake.

The enormous fist and the spear collided violently in mid-air, and for a moment, the light was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at them.

A powerful shockwave emanated from the point of impact, spreading outwards in a ring shape. Wherever it hit, the air was violently compressed, producing a series of crackling and popping sounds, like firecrackers exploding in one's ear.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding sea of clouds began to churn and surge. The pure white clouds were torn to shreds by this force.

Some of them transformed into wisps of mist that drifted into the air, while others were swirled into enormous vortexes, as if they were about to swallow the heavens and the earth.

Hua Qiang took a sudden step into the air, gathering his strength to throw another punch.

The speed of this punch was extremely fast, leaving a blurry light and shadow in the air, accompanied by a series of sonic booms.

The lightning on his fist grew increasingly violent, like a group of angry lightning snakes dancing. Each flash of lightning ionized the surrounding air, emitting a pungent ozone smell.

Wei Tianba's eyes narrowed, and he flicked his spear, the tip drawing countless spear flowers in the air. Each spear flower shimmered with black light, like an evil flower blooming in the darkness, layer upon layer enveloping Hua Qiang's fist, attempting to block this fierce attack.

Hua Qiang, however, neither dodged nor yielded. With a loud shout, he punched straight into the midst of the spray of bullets.

In an instant, the sound of metal clashing resounded through the sky as fists and guns rubbed together violently, Mars flying everywhere.

These Mars scattered like fireworks, only to be instantly dispersed by the violent airflow.

Hua Qiang's fists weaved through the gun, and each contact with the gun sent a tidal wave of power through Wei Tianba, making his arms numb and his hands feel like they were about to split open.

Wei Tianba was not to be outdone. He suddenly spun his spear, using the force of the spin to fling Hua Qiang's fist outwards. Then, he swept the spear horizontally, the shaft whistling through the air as it swept towards Hua Qiang's waist. The spear tip cut through the air with a sharp hiss.

Upon seeing this, Hua Qiang quickly retreated, avoiding the fierce attack.

With a light tap of his feet in the air, he charged towards Wei Tianba again, his fists clenched and rapidly moving in the air. In an instant, countless enormous fist phantoms enveloped Wei Tianba, each fist carrying immense power, causing the surrounding space to tremble.

Wei Tianba's expression was solemn. He rapidly wielded his spear, forming a black light screen that enveloped him, resisting the overwhelming attack.

The two sides exchanged blows, and the battle became increasingly fierce. The surrounding sea of clouds was stirred into even greater chaos, and the world seemed to be plunged into an apocalyptic scene.

After a fierce, storm-like attack, Hua Qiang stood steadily high in the air, his clothes fluttering in the wind.

He lowered his head slightly, calming his violently heaving chest, and his rapid breathing gradually stabilized after a moment.

Raising his hands, he unconsciously swung his fists a few times. The soreness in his joints made him realize that the spear in Wei Tianba's hand was no ordinary weapon.

In that last exchange, every time his fist collided with the gun, it felt as if a heavy force was passing through the gun and striking his fist directly, causing a dull ache in the bones of his fist.

The pain felt like being constantly pricked by fine needles, penetrating deep into his bone marrow, making him feel very uncomfortable.

"Looks like we still have to make do!"

Hua Qiang murmured, as if speaking to himself, or as if declaring to his opponent.

With a gentle stretch of his right hand, a blinding flash of lightning appeared in his hand, and the refined Thunderclap Saber was revealed.

Its body was tall and broad, and its entire body shimmered with a dark blue lightning, as if it had been tempered by the power of thunder.

The flowing lightning seemed to have a life of its own, meandering along its body and occasionally bursting out with subtle crackling sounds, as if it were cheering for the upcoming battle.

Hua Qiang took a deep breath, gripped the handle tightly with both hands, and continuously poured the power within him into the body.

The already dazzling light and Thunderclap Saber intensified even further, with the dark blue lightning surging and enveloping Hua Qiang's figure.

From a distance, it looked as if Thor had descended to earth, exuding a chilling aura.

Immediately afterwards, Hua Qiang raised the Thunderclap Saber high and shouted, "Annihilation Slash!"

With this roar, a huge crescent-shaped beam of light shot out from the Thunderclap Saber.

This light emanated a deep, deathly black, as if it could devour all light, while its edges were surrounded by violent lightning. The two intertwined, radiating a terrifying aura that could destroy everything.

Wherever the radiance passed, space was directly torn apart, creating black Space Rift. From time to time, Chaos energy surged out from the rifts, only to be instantly annihilated by the power of the radiance.

Wei Tianba's expression changed drastically; he could clearly sense the deadly threat contained within this situation.

He hurriedly held the spear horizontally in front of his chest, channeling all his strength into the spear in an attempt to block the terrifying blow.

However, the moment the blade made contact with the spear, he knew he had underestimated its power.

The enormous beam of light was unstoppable, cleaving the spear in two. Its momentum remained undiminished as it slammed into Wei Tianba's body.

Wei Tianba felt an irresistible force surge towards him like a raging tide, instantly sending him flying.

His body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, tracing a long arc in the air before flying thousands of feet away.

Along the way, the clouds were shattered and turned into nothingness by his body.

When his body finally came to a stop, his clothes were torn and he was covered in wounds. A huge, deep wound was exposed to the bone, and it was gaping outwards in a gruesome manner. Blood gushed out of the wound like a spring, staining the air around him crimson.

Wei Tianba's face was as pale as paper, his breath was weak and listless, and his eyes were fixed on the distant Lei Ming Hua Qiang holding the Thunderclap Saber. Fear and panic filled his face.