Jiang Liu watched the clash between the two men. Unlike Han Yi and Ming Qu's battle, which had constantly revolved around controlling the surrounding primal qi and fighting through space, this one was different.
Here, every exchange was flesh against flesh, making it look incomparably exhilarating.
So although their battle appeared far more dangerous,
everyone present knew that when Saint Realm martial artists clashed with their physical bodies, it was little different from children fighting.
There was hardly any danger at all. Judging from the state of their battle, it was basically impossible for either of them to break through the other's Saint Body defenses.
Ming Xuan raised both hands and caught Han Xiao's incoming fists. His hands shifted moves at once, and he hammered several times toward Han Xiao's chest.
Han Xiao's figure flashed, evading Ming Xuan's attack. His right hand curled into a claw, and a massive ice pillar appeared, stabbing straight toward Ming Xuan's ribs.
Ming Xuan swept out with his left hand, shattering the incoming ice pillar. Then he grabbed with his right hand, and a suction force appeared.
Han Xiao was pulled off balance by Ming Xuan and stumbled forward.
At that moment, a black needle appeared in Ming Xuan's left hand without warning. It silently accompanied his left palm as it struck toward Han Xiao's chest.
"Clang!" The black needle was stopped by the ice before Han Xiao, but Ming Xuan's palm force still slammed into him.
Han Xiao was sent flying backward. While still in midair, he clenched both hands, and an Ice Sword appeared behind Ming Xuan.
Countless strands of Icy Primal Qi gathered toward the Ice Sword. Han Xiao's figure came to a halt, and he once again struck toward Ming Xuan with his palm.
At the same time, the Ice