Two streaks of light continuously intertwined above the battlefield, wave after wave of aftershocks scattering in every direction, shaking the entire Starry Sky.
In the mere time of over a hundred breaths, the two had exchanged no fewer than ten thousand blows, every single one delivered with full force.
The Buddhist Sect cultivators and Qilin Clan cultivators watching from all around were inwardly aghast. The commotion caused by these two was truly terrifying.
"Why? Why are you so strong?"
Xu Xin's body shot backward at high speed, his eyes locked tightly onto Lu Ding in the distance. He could not understand it—why was this man so strong? Why had he never heard this man's name before?
With strength like this, he should have long been renowned throughout the Demon Domain. Yet from beginning to end, Xu Xin had never heard of him.
What backwater corner had he crawled out of? Xu Xin was bewildered, utterly bewildered.
"Hahaha, now that's more like it. Again! Again!"
Lu Ding laughed heartily. Not only had the aura around him not weakened in the slightest, it had instead grown increasingly terrifying.
Xu Xin's face darkened, both his arms trembling.
Watching Lu Ding charge at him again, Xu Xin gritted his teeth and rushed forward once more. He could not let this idiot look down on him.
If it was a fight, then he would fight.
"Damn it."
Li Changsheng, who had been watching the battle all along, wore a gloomy expression. He had not cared when Zifan died just now; Zifan was not one of his people, so death was simply death.
But Xu Xin was one of his most capable subordinates. If Xu Xin died, Li Changsheng would be heartsick for quite a while.
Yet judging by the current situation, things were truly looking