"Human brat, stop right there!"
The Destruction Clan elder finally reacted. With a flash, he appeared before Qin Shaofeng and struck down with his palm.
As a Twelve-step Peak expert, he had not taken Qin Shaofeng seriously at all.
Yet the instant he sent out that palm strike, he regretted it.
Qin Shaofeng knew all too well just how formidable the black banshee's defenses were.
His attack appeared simple and casual, yet he had directly unleashed the Heavenly Dao.
How could a peak slash be something a Twelve-step Peak could casually dissolve?
With the cultivation realm of Zhixing and the Nine-tailed Fox's cultivation supporting him, he might not compare to a true Zhixing Expert, but he was no longer someone an ordinary Twelve-step expert could compare with either.
All things considered, his true combat strength was not far behind this elder's. How could his full-power slash possibly be compared to the elder's casual palm strike?
The instant flesh palm met blade edge, the elder discovered in horror that the energy condensed within his palm was shattered in an instant.
The next moment, the edge of Qin Shaofeng's saber chopped off his entire left hand.
"Th-this... power infinitely close to the Twelve-step Peak?!"
The Destruction Clan elder was startled.
Qin Shaofeng nearly laughed aloud.
The elder's combat strength was indeed powerful enough to make him wary, but that was all—merely some wariness.
In a head-on battle, he might not be much weaker than the elder, but on the Destruction Clan's home turf, killing this elder was almost impossible.
With cultivation at the elder's level, regrowing an arm required only a few short breaths.
But the problem was that they were in the midst of battle.
How could Qin Shaofeng possibly give him that chance?
Strike while he was down and take