"Arrogant."
Seeing Li Xiaoyao charge so rashly, Wang Hu let out a furious roar. Li Xiaoyao clearly did not take him seriously at all—he was far too arrogant.
Gripping his spear, he charged fiercely at Li Xiaoyao.
"Die!"
Wang Hu raised his spear and thrust violently. Streams of incomparably dazzling spear Dao laws radiated from its tip.
With a thunderous boom, Li Xiaoyao knocked the spear aside with a single hammer blow, then swung another hammer viciously at Wang Hu's head.
"What tremendous strength!"
Wang Hu retreated explosively, the hand gripping his spear trembling violently as he stared at Li Xiaoyao in horror.
He cultivated the spear Dao, and in terms of sheer strength, he believed none could surpass him. Yet this fellow before him was even stronger.
What kind of sense did that make?
"First Form of the Three Heaven-Opening Forms—Opening Stance."
Li Xiaoyao had no interest in wasting words on him. He only knew that Ye Lin thought this was taking too long, that their progress was too slow.
Since that was the case, he would end this battle swiftly. He would kill the man before him without wasting another moment.
For a moment, a pitch-black axe slowly condensed behind him, exuding an extraordinarily violent aura.
"Cleave!"
Li Xiaoyao slammed down with both hammers, and the massive phantom axe behind him came crashing down as well.
At once, Wang Hu raised his spear before him to block.
The giant axe fell fiercely, its utterly berserk power pouring onto the spear without reserve.
In an instant, Wang Hu was sent flying.
Midair, Li Xiaoyao suddenly appeared in front of him and smashed both hammers into his chest.
Wang Hu's chest caved in at a visible rate.
"Pfft!"
Wang Hu's face flushed red as he spat out a mouthful of