Don't Make Me Laugh!

Situ Xuan burst out laughing. The sound exploded through the Dragon Tomb, shaking the scattered dragon bones until they trembled. His eyes burned with blazing battle intent, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was wild and unrestrained.

"Gu Yue! Don't make me laugh!"

"Count it up! How many times have you already lost to me?! And you still dare to spout nonsense!"

Before his words had even faded, his body had already moved.

He drove Violent Foot to its limit, and his figure turned into a black streak of light, crossing the ten-zhang distance in an instant. The five fingers of his right hand pressed together, his index and middle fingers protruding slightly like two short swords as they stabbed straight at the Secret Acupoint on Gu Yuena's chest.

North Star Face-Breaking Fist.

This punch was astonishingly fast. His fingertips tore through the air with a shrill whistle.

Before the fist arrived, the wind from it had already pressed Gu Yuena's silver hair backward.

Gu Yuena's pupils contracted. Her body drifted back while the Seven-Colored Spear in her hand swept horizontally before her, blocking the strike. Fist-fingers collided with the spear shaft, letting out a tremendous clang of metal against metal. Seven-colored light and black malevolent qi burst apart, and the shockwave spread in every direction.

But Situ Xuan's attack did not stop. His left hand clenched tightly into a fist and smashed toward Gu Yuena's abdomen. Golden flames burned over his fist, with black malevolent qi mixed within them. The two powers intertwined, forming a terrifying energy.

Gu Yuena turned her spear, and the butt of it swept toward Situ Xuan's fist. Fist and spear butt collided with another thunderous boom. Gu Yuena's body was knocked back several steps, her arm faintly numb, the web between