Forcing a Breakthrough
Liu Zhen knew that Xuan Chi Great Destruction wasn't an attack anyone could easily withstand. Bi Fan was undoubtedly courting death!
Under the astonished, bated gazes of the crowd, the two clashed in midair, their attacks colliding.
Boom!
Bi Fan's fist came down like a vajra, while the giant sword conjured by Xuan Chi Great Destruction slashed heavily toward him.
Pfft!
The next instant, Bi Fan was sent flying. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and a long sword wound across his chest left his flesh mangled.
"Brother Fan!"
Yu Si Yan and the others cried out through their tears. The joy they'd felt when they first saw him was matched only by the ache in their hearts now!
In the end, Xuan Chi Great Destruction had the upper hand. After all, Liu Zhen was at the Chaos Lord level. Bi Fan was the first to withstand it with nothing but his fists and reach such a result.
Liu Zhen stopped, holding the Xuan Chi Sword, and didn't press his advantage.
First, Bi Fan's fist intent had indeed reached its peak. Even Liu Zhen had been shaken until his blood and qi roiled, and he needed to steady himself before he could continue fighting.
Second, with his serious injuries, Bi Fan no longer had much fighting strength. Liu Zhen wasn't trying to make him lose; he wanted to force him to make the most painful choice in the depths of desperation!
He stepped through the air and slowly approached the spot where Bi Fan had fallen. With a cold laugh, he said, "Kid, just accept your fate! At least I gave you a fifty-fifty chance!"
Bi Fan lay on the ground, clutching his chest. The pain felt so real that the scene before his eyes seemed