One Finger Incense!
Chen Jianyi's voice sounded stifled and exhausted, as though it had broken through barrier after barrier and endured immense pressure before finally struggling free.
But as that voice rang out, a terrifying surge of strength suddenly poured into Ye Qiu's body.
As the voice faded, that strength swelled into a mighty torrent, filling every limb and bone.
At that moment, Ye Qiu felt stronger than ever before.
Borrow strength!
Borrow Jian Yi's strength!
He clenched his fist, feeling that vast power, then raised his head. The blood-red light in his eyes erupted.
That erupting crimson was not merely ferocious. It carried an oppressive force that inspired dread.
Ning Yi, who had already raised his sword to strike, felt as though a great fiend had fixed its gaze on him.
A tremor surged uncontrollably from the depths of his soul.
There was a trace of fear.
He frowned, but only for an instant before regaining his composure. He knew Ye Qiu's capabilities inside out.
Terrifying or not, in a one-on-one fight against him, he could crush Ye Qiu to death ten times over with one hand!
Boom-
The raised sword erupted with even fiercer Sword Qi, drawing out a long rainbow of Sword Qi as it slashed down.
That rainbow shot forward, reaching Ye Qiu in the blink of an eye.
"Back!" One roar after another exploded in an instant, rolling out with terror.
"Ye Qiu!" Yuan Gang, Chen Chi, Wen Ning, and the others trembled violently, their voices tearing.
Boom-
Dean Zhang Fu could endure it no longer. Gritting his teeth, he spat out another mouthful of blood and threw his fist upward.
But the instant he raised it, Ning Jian Er struck with his sword, intercepting the radiance of his punch.
He did not need to