Elder Sword Senior and Xuan Chen shouted anxiously.
As Bi Fan fell, his skin split and flesh tore. Though he looked utterly miserable, he still struggled wildly to adjust his posture and summon the spiritual energy within him.
A stinging pain spread through his entire body.
Qu Zhenhong's devouring black hole had shattered his meridians and dantian. Now, whenever he tried to circulate spiritual energy, waves of pain shot through him.
"Pfft..."
He couldn't stop himself from spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Bi Fan knew clearly that his body was in terrible shape. He didn't even have the strength to fight back anymore.
More importantly, after several exchanges, Bi Fan had realized he was no match for Qu Zhenhong.
Even if he gave it everything he had, he still couldn't defeat Qu Zhenhong.
At the thought, Bi Fan clenched his teeth, a resentful look on his face.
Of course, Bi Fan wasn't a fool.
Since he couldn't beat Qu Zhenhong, fighting back would only waste time.
He might as well show weakness now and conserve his strength.
He quickly drew his weapons into his body domain.
Forcing himself to adjust his posture, Bi Fan fixed Qu Zhenhong with a murderous glare. Spitting blood as he gritted his teeth, he said, "You old bastard, you're nothing special!"
His words were meant to provoke and rile him.
Enduring the pain, Bi Fan once again gathered spiritual energy in his palm, then flung it at Qu Zhenhong.
The tiny clump of spiritual energy had no offensive power whatsoever.
Bi Fan had no intention of hurting Qu Zhenhong.
He knew he couldn't beat him. This was nothing more than a provocation.
"Boom!"
The small clump of spiritual energy exploded in front of Qu Zhenhong.
Just as Bi Fan had expected, it didn't hurt