Helen let out a string of eerie laughter, then boldly struck, reaching out to grab Cang Yun.
"Do you really think I'm made of clay?"
Cang Yun frowned, reversed the spear in his hand, and charged straight at Helen.
The two clashed and separated, clashed and separated again. Terrifying shockwaves spread in every direction, leaving the earth scarred beyond recognition and twisting even the void from the force of their blows.
They moved so fast that the naked eye could not catch them. In less than a minute, they had exchanged no fewer than ten thousand blows.
"Hand of the Abyss."
Helen gave a strange laugh. Taking advantage of Cang Yun's inattention, a blackish-purple palm suddenly appeared behind him. The next instant, it slammed heavily into Cang Yun's back.
Boom...
Cang Yun's body was smashed viciously into the ground, opening up a massive crater. He lay within it with his clothes in tatters, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
"Cough, cough... so strong..."
Cang Yun wiped away the blood from his lips and struggled to his feet. He looked utterly bedraggled now, a world apart from his formerly graceful bearing.
"You've had your fun, haven't you? Now it's my turn."
Bal Rakshasa made several displeased sounds as he watched Helen prepare to attack again.
At his words, Helen stopped and silently withdrew to the side.
"Fun? Hahaha, fun... Since you want to play, then I'll play with you properly."
"Heaven-Earth Killing Intent, activate."
Cang Yun gripped his spear in both hands and closed his eyes.
Suddenly, dark clouds gathered in the sky. Bolts of golden lightning flashed amid the clouds, accompanied by deafening peals of thunder.
On the ground, countless arcs of golden lightning coiled around Cang Yun. Centered on him, the ground within a radius of ten