"I truly don't know where you found the courage to say that." Lei Qian snorted. With a slight movement of his body, he crossed the distance at a speed too fast for the naked eye to follow, arriving before Hun Tianchen in an instant.
He flipped his wrist and fiercely swung the longsword condensed from Dou Qi in his hand. A sharp sword wind swept out, savagely slashing toward Hun Tianchen.
As the sword edge came straight at him, the Crimson Blade in Hun Tianchen's hand glimmered with an eerie light. He merely raised it lightly and blocked the swift strike.
His reaction speed was formidable. That speed just now had been enough that even a Nine-Star Dou Venerate would have been unable to block it in time... Yet in the instant of collision, Lei Qian had assessed his reaction speed. Beneath that eerie crimson glow, he saw a cold smile curl across Hun Tianchen's lips.
Hun Tianchen raised his other hand and pressed it close to Lei Qian at point-blank range.
"Myriad Souls Obstructing Heaven Palm."
Sensing the fierce aura so close at hand, Lei Qian's expression abruptly changed. He immediately transformed into a streak of lightning and rapidly pulled away from Hun Tianchen.
The next moment, a palm imprint over a hundred zhang wide appeared instantly and struck the spot Lei Qian had just occupied. An entire layer of the floor was ground away, leaving behind a palm print large enough to hold more than a hundred people.
"Not bad speed. I just wonder whether your strength can match it." Hun Tianchen spoke softly, raising the Blood Blade in his hand. He slashed in an incomparably strange direction, sending an eerie crimson blade aura charging toward the rapidly retreating Lei Qian with unstoppable momentum.
Lei Qian raised a