Heartbreak Palm!

"Hmph, let's go again!"

Without a word, Xia Yang rapidly circulated his Soul Power and launched a counterattack.

"Overestimating yourself!"

"Today I'll show you the insurmountable gap between Soul Elder and Soul Grandmaster!"

Meng Shan snorted coldly, his Soul Power erupted, and he raised his sword to meet the attack.

"Second Soul Skill: Spirit Snake Doppelganger!"

Just as the two were about to clash, Meng Shan suddenly activated his Soul Skill.

His figure flickered and then split in two.

Two identical Clone sandwiched Xia Yang between them, one on the left and one on the right.

Both Meng Shan held gleaming Golden Snake Sword in their hands.

However, one swung his sword at Xia Yang's neck, while the other swept across his legs.

Meng Shan's two figures coordinated perfectly.

Faced with this sudden pincer attack, Xia Yang remained calm despite his surprise.

With a flash of light, he took out a pair of red metal claws from his Storage Soul Tool.

This was the very weapon that Xia Yang's father, Xia Shi, had given him when he returned home.

Then, Xia Yang deftly put the claws on his hands.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

Two clear, metallic clangs rang out almost simultaneously.

Xia Yang stood on one leg, his figure resembling a golden rooster standing on one leg.

He pressed down with his left hand, his sharp claws precisely parrying the sword blades that were slashing towards his feet.

He raised his right hand, forcefully blocking the fatal blow aimed at his neck.

"First Soul Skill: Icefire Roar Bullet!"

"Ah--ha!"

Seizing this fleeting moment, Xia Yang opened his mouth and spat out two solidified purple energy balls, which shot towards Meng Shan's Clone on the left and right sides respectively.

Just as the energy ball was about to hit, the two Meng Shan Clone suddenly shattered, turning into two wisps of pale golden mist that swept past Xia Yang's side in an instant.

"Bang! Bang!"

The two energy balls missed their target.

It slammed hard into the ground behind it, leaving two deep craters the size of washbasins.

Meanwhile, the two wisps of golden mist rapidly converged and solidified behind Xia Yang.

Meng Shan's true identity has been revealed once again.

A smug smirk curled at the corner of his lips, and the Golden Snake Sword in his hand gleamed with a sudden surge of cold light.

Third Soul Skill: Golden Snake Slash!

With a roar from Meng Shan, the Golden Snake Sword, which was originally only the size of a single hand, suddenly swelled up in the wind and transformed into a two-handed giant sword as big as a door!

"Die!"

Meng Shan gripped the sword hilt tightly with both hands, channeling all his strength into it. The greatsword, accompanied by a piercing whistle that tore through the air, swept horizontally towards Xia Yang's waist and abdomen!

"Not good!"

Xia Yang's heart tightened.

In the nick of time, he took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging blood and qi within his body. He rapidly mobilized his Soul Power, using the strength of his core to twist his body, attempting to face the enemy head-on.

Although this series of actions was completed in an instant, Xia Yang's Soul Power became disordered due to its excessive force and haste.

For a short period of time, Xia Yang was unable to use his Soul Skill smoothly.

At this moment, the giant sword had already reached Xia Yang, and the sharp sword energy stung his skin.

At the critical moment, Xia Yang unhesitatingly activated the power of his Left Arm Soul Bone.

"Soul Bone Skill: Rock Fist Shatter!"

A pale yellow light emanated from his left arm, quickly flowing and converging on his clenched left fist.

Xia Yang twisted his body and exerted his strength, throwing a punch that met the giant sword's edge head-on!

"Boom--!"

Fist and sword clashed violently, erupting with a deafening roar.

"Snap!"

The sickening sound of bones cracking rang out clearly, and Xia Yang immediately let out a suppressed groan of pain.

The rampaging sword energy, like countless tiny Wind Blade, instantly shredded Xia Yang's left sleeve.

Xia Yang's left arm was torn open, bleeding profusely, and the white arm bone was even faintly visible.

On the other side, Meng Shan, who was also struggling against the Soul Bone Skill, was in no good position.

The immense force of the recoil was transmitted through the Golden Snake Sword, causing the greatsword in his hand to tremble violently. His tiger's mouth instantly split open, and blood gushed out.

What's more troublesome is that the strange shockwave instantly invaded Meng Shan's body, causing half of his body to fall into a brief state of numbness and stiffness.

"Well..."

Xia Yang endured the excruciating pain and then frantically circulated the Hunyuan Technique within his body.

A cycle of energy rapidly circulated, and a warm current barely suppressed the weakness brought on by the injury.

Chance!

Xia Yang noticed Meng Shan's stiff expression.

Then a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and his right leg lashed out like a steel whip, whistling through the air, aimed straight at Meng Shan's temple!

Meng Shan was gripping his sword with both hands, his body slightly lowered from the previous collision. He had no way to avoid this fast and fierce whip kick.

In the critical moment, he had no choice but to reluctantly let go of his left hand and raise his arm to protect the side of his head.

"Snap!"

Another crisp sound!

Xia Yang's kick contained all his strength, breaking Meng Shan's left arm bone without any trickery!

"Ah!"

Meng Shan let out a miserable howl, his ferocity flaring up in his agony.

He gripped the Golden Snake Sword tightly with his right hand, pulling it backward recklessly in an attempt to widen the wound on Xia Yang's left arm with the blade.

Xia Yang grunted, the metal claw on his left hand gripping the sword tightly, making a teeth-grinding grinding sound.

However, the Golden Snake Sword was ultimately Tool Martial Soul, incredibly sharp, and it still managed to cut a deep, bone-revealing wound on his left arm, causing blood to gush out.

Having landed a successful blow, Xia Yang immediately retracted his leg and swept his right hand horizontally, the sharp metal claw aimed straight for Meng Shan's throat!

Meng Shan's soul Skyward Flight away, and a golden light suddenly flashed on his body.

As if triggering some kind of life-saving mechanism, Meng Shan retreated backward at an incredible speed, narrowly avoiding the throat-severing blow.

The metallic claws, carrying a chilling aura, sliced through the air in front of his neck, and Xia Yang inwardly lamented his misfortune.

Meng Shan staggered to his feet, cold sweat beading on his forehead, a wave of fear washing over him.

He never expected Xia Yang to be so difficult to deal with.

His Soul Power was clearly ten levels higher than his opponent's.

However, after a fierce battle, they ended up with both sides suffering heavy losses.

Meng Shan looked up at Xia Yang, who was panting heavily not far away, his left arm almost stained with blood.

His voice was slightly hoarse as he said, "Xia Yang, I really didn't expect this..."

"You actually possess a Spirit Bone!"

"It's because of this that you made me suffer such a huge loss."

"However, I'm afraid you can no longer use this Left Arm Soul Bone of yours, can you?"

As Meng Shan spoke, he gave Xia Yang's limp left arm a malicious look.

"Hmph, aren't you the same?"

Xia Yang gritted his teeth and fought back despite the pain.

At this moment, Meng Shan's left arm was also bent at an unnatural angle, clearly indicating that his left arm was broken.

"Hmph! But I still have my sword!"

Meng Shan mustered his strength and raised the Sword Martial Soul, which he still gripped tightly in his right hand.

As the effects of the Soul Skill faded, the greatsword reverted to its original one-handed sword form, though its blade still gleamed with a chilling light.

Xia Yang glanced at the metal claw in his right hand, then felt the sharp pain and weakness coming from his left arm, and his heart sank.

How can ordinary metal weapons withstand an opponent's Tool Martial Soul for an extended period of time?

Moreover, his own injuries were more severe.

However, now that the situation is irreversible, there is absolutely no reason to back down!