"That may not be so."
Xiao Yang's expression remained unchanged as he spoke calmly.
He stepped forward and shot out in an instant.
Boom!
His body flashed like lightning as he rapidly closed in on Lin Taichu. His five fingers spread, and he struck with a Dragon-Tiger Claw.
This claw was incomparably vicious.
"You're courting death!"
Lin Taichu flew into a rage. As a seventh-level martial artist, he was actually being provoked by a piece of trash?
He was furious as he circulated his Origin Energy.
"Po Tian Finger!"
With a flick of his finger, several yards of sword qi shot forth.
Pssh!
The sword qi was peerlessly sharp, tearing through the void.
"Not good!"
Xiao Yang's expression changed drastically.
He wanted to dodge, but it was too late.
The sword qi struck and instantly pierced Xiao Yang's shoulder. Blood poured out in streams, a ghastly sight.
"Hm? He actually dodged it?"
A look of surprise appeared on Lin Taichu's face.
He had thought that this strike would definitely heavily wound Xiao Yang.
Yet he had not expected it to fail.
"Do you think you're the only one who knows qi manipulation?"
Xiao Yang shouted.
The next moment, wisps of golden radiance flew from his body and gathered into a golden humanoid figure.
It was none other than his Martial Soul—the Golden Cicada Martial Soul!
The moment the Golden Cicada Martial Soul manifested, it spread its wings and lunged forward, piercing the heavens like a sharp arrow.
With an explosive bang, the Po Tian Finger unleashed by Lin Taichu instantly collapsed and dispersed into the air.
"So it really is the Golden Cicada Martial Soul!"
Lin Taichu's pupils contracted, and his eyelids twitched wildly.
The terror of the Golden Cicada Martial Soul had long become known throughout Yunzhou, striking fear