The blade light struck the spear shaft. Lin Taichu let out a muffled groan and staggered back several steps, looking somewhat disheveled.
"Little bastard, no one can save you today!" Mu Qiushan sneered. He stepped forward again, suddenly gripping the hilt of his saber before slashing down fiercely. A dazzling blade light tore through space, carrying earth-shattering might as it hurtled toward Lin Taichu.
"Hmph!" Lin Taichu snorted and thrust out his spear. A black shadow suddenly emerged behind him and stabbed forward with a spear. The shadow moved at an inconceivable speed, and space trembled violently wherever it passed.
The two attacks collided in an instant. With a crisp tearing sound, Lin Taichu's attack shattered, while the black Spear Light continued toward him.
"How is that possible?" Lin Taichu stared in disbelief. The power contained within that black Spear Light was too overwhelming; it had completely crushed his attack.
He could even sense that his opponent was only at the peak of the fourth layer of the origin-king realm. How could someone at such a realm unleash such terrifying power?
Bang! The black shadow flashed, and a pitch-black Black Spear stabbed directly toward Lin Taichu's glabella. It was only a hair's breadth away from piercing his head when a terrifying surge of spiritual power spread from Lin Taichu's body and blocked the spear. Yet the spear still carried a trace of killing intent.
"Get lost!" Lin Taichu roared. An incomparably massive Demon God Dharma Form appeared behind him, its demonic aura dense enough to blot out the sky. Terrifying Demonic Intent spread through the air as it struck out with a palm, directly knocking the Black Spear flying.
Mu Qiushan's pupils contracted sharply at the sight. What kind of martial art was this?
"You should be on your way