Blood was still seeping from the gash on his back. Qin Shaofeng gritted his teeth without making a sound, but the veins on the hand gripping the Xuan Lightning Sword bulged like little snakes—
Even the lightning on the sword blade trembled, as if it were holding a bellyful of rage with nowhere to vent it.
A tough nut...
Hiss—
It looked as though it was merely bleeding, but the bones had actually suffered a severe sword wound as well. Fortunately, he had twisted aside slightly. Otherwise, Dong Pengfei's strike just now would have been enough to cleave straight through half his back.
An Earth Immortal Realm expert was indeed an Earth Immortal Realm expert...
The chasm was still there. Even if he possessed enough strength to resist, being crushed was only natural. But right now...
If he was being crushed and did not strike back, then only death awaited him!
"Why aren't you dodging anymore?" Dong Pengfei approached slowly with his sword in hand. Its tip scraped across the snow, gouging out a deep trench and sending ice chips flying everywhere. "You were darting around like a rabbit just now. Now you know fear?"
The scar-faced man chimed in from the side, earthy-yellow immortal power circling his fingertips. "Senior Brother Pengfei, why waste words on this brat? Just chop him up and be done with it—if that stone prison had been a little sturdier just now, he'd already have become a hornet's nest!"
"Sturdier?" Qin Shaofeng suddenly laughed. He wiped the bloody froth from the corner of his mouth, his gaze shining so brightly it was frightening. "Honestly, that lousy cage of yours was only so-so. If you really wanted to trap me, practice for another hundred years or so!"
"You're still talking tough when death is at your