Energy Firearms!

"Impossible!"

Wang Tong let out a scream, utterly horrified. Faced with such overwhelming spear techniques, he felt as fragile as a baby. His so-called Phantom Sword Technique was as laughable as some amateurish martial arts.

Before such absolute, crushing power, no tricks or schemes could help. This was an upright, overwhelming attack—the way of kings!

Illusions? Evasion? Skill?

None of those things were needed. Before the Spear of Hell and the Hell Golden Crow, they were all illusions. One strike would reduce everything to dust, leaving nothing able to stand against it.

Thud!

In an instant, that overwhelming power erupted inside Wang Tong. The spear thrust through the air and pierced his right arm, spraying blood everywhere.

"Ah!"

Wang Tong couldn't help letting out a bloodcurdling scream. Intense pain spread through his body, as if every nerve were trembling. The agony was unbearable.

Tiny beads of sweat covered his forehead. His whole body convulsed as if countless ants were biting him. He had never experienced such pain before.

Strands of black astral energy seeped out of the Spear of Hell and entered his meridians, wreaking havoc. No matter how he circulated his energy art, he couldn't drive out these foreign strands of astral energy.

This also caused him to lose most of the astral energy in his body.

"It's over. Elder Wang is in trouble."

"How could this happen? Elder Wang is a sixth-level Grandmaster. How could he lose?"

"There's nothing he can do. That spear in the kid's hand is a treasure weapon, unbreakable and capable of greatly increasing his power. No matter how strong Elder Wang is, how can he stand against a treasure weapon?"

"Shameless! He's relying on his treasure weapon's advantage. Let's see him fight three hundred rounds bare-handed!"

The Wang Family disciples cursed furiously, their