"Combat power comparable to the Divine Star Position?"
The ghost corpse had likewise noticed the difference in Qin Shaofeng.
Yet only a flicker of what seemed to be indifference passed through its eyes.
The pride of a ghost corpse.
Or perhaps because ghost corpses did not know how to use weapons, it relied solely on its own abilities to contend with the saber in Qin Shaofeng's hand.
With a shrill scream, one of the ghost corpse's claws grabbed at Qin Shaofeng.
"Die!"
Qin Shaofeng was truly going all out.
The ghost corpse's refusal to use a weapon did not mean he would show it mercy.
Quite the opposite.
In a fight to the death, one could only strike while the enemy was sick and take its life.
Although Qin Shaofeng's initial move had been made with full strength, he had still kept a few contingencies in reserve.
But when he discovered that the ghost corpse had underestimated him and clearly intended to kill him with a casual blow, cold light immediately flickered in his eyes.
Since you want to look down on me, why shouldn't I seize this opportunity?
Thinking silently, he erupted with all his strength.
He unleashed one hundred and twenty percent of his combat power.
What should have been a probing move suddenly transformed into one hundred and twenty percent combat power the instant it was about to land.
A slash as though Pangu had split open heaven and earth.
"What a powerful strike!"
"Is this the combat power of the Divine Star Position?"
"I seem to have felt similar combat power only from Old Ancestor White Brow."
"Old Ancestor White Brow? That expert from the Seven Stars Sect?"
"You actually don't know?"
**"If it were that man, his cultivation would be far beyond the Divine Star