"Heh heh, there's nothing strange about it. Your cultivation is merely at the Tribulation Early Stage—you can't block a single strike from my spear!"
"Besides, you're my prey. I won't let you leave here alive!" Wang Peng stared at Shen Xiu and said coldly.
"Hmph!"
Upon hearing this, Shen Xiu immediately snorted coldly.
The next moment, a layer of golden light abruptly emerged from his body, enveloping Shen Xiu within it.
"Rumble!"
The Nascent Soul within Shen Xiu's body transformed into three once more, radiating dazzling brilliance.
"Wang Peng, you underestimate me too much. Now, let me show you what true immortal arts are. I'll use this move to send you to hell!"
After Shen Xiu spoke coldly, he flicked the sword in his hand, and a blood-colored long sword instantly appeared in his grasp.
"Whoosh!"
Gripping the blood-colored long sword, Shen Xiu viciously slashed straight at Wang Peng's neck.
"Hmph!"
Seeing Shen Xiu's attack, Wang Peng snorted coldly and thrust his spear fiercely toward Shen Xiu.
"Clang!"
The spear collided with the blood-colored long sword, sparks flying in all directions as metal rang against metal.
"Boom!"
Immediately afterward, a tremendous force traveled along the blood-colored long sword and spread toward Wang Peng.
The spear in Wang Peng's hand was knocked away by the blood-colored long sword. Even his hand was flung aside, the bones in his arm splitting apart as streams of crimson blood dripped steadily down.
"Aah!"
Wang Peng looked at the injury on his arm. His mouth twitched as he endured the searing pain and let out a furious roar.
Wang Peng stared at Shen Xiu, his face filled with icy killing intent. Sharp glints burst from his eyes as he looked at Shen Xiu coldly.
"What terrifying strength!"
Sensing Wang Peng's aura, Shen Xiu's pupils contracted,