Fierce Battle Against Two Grandmasters (2)

The ferocious crimson sand dragon slammed violently into the Flower-Picking Monk, unleashing a savage explosive force that shattered the ground.

Fearing that this palm force would not be enough to stop him, Li Changfeng struck out with three more palms. One savage crimson sand dragon after another surged toward the Flower-Picking Monk.

Li Changfeng charged forward alongside the crimson sand dragons. With three thunderous booms, his supremely masculine palm force struck the Flower-Picking Monk in rapid succession.

At last, he forcibly halted the Flower-Picking Monk's mad charge. The terrifying force blasted both of them apart and sent them flying. Li Changfeng spat out a mouthful of blood. Using three consecutive strikes of Soaring Dragon Ascends had drained him immensely, and his face had turned pale as paper!

The Flower-Picking Monk's powerful palm force had also penetrated his internal organs, making blood seep from the corner of his mouth. In such a state, his stamina had been heavily depleted as well, and his face grew somewhat pale. He stared at Li Changfeng with a gloomy expression.

He had not expected Li Changfeng to injure him even through his terrifying defenses. Just how dreadful did that palm force have to be to achieve such a result?

A ghostlike figure once more launched a sneak attack at Li Changfeng, its pair of sinister, terrifying claws viciously reaching for his head. Li Changfeng had long been prepared. Golden Demon Subduing Fist Force gathered around his fists as he threw both punches.

They smashed fiercely against the ambushing claws. The figure let out a pained scream, its claws hissing as though scorched by blazing flames. The flesh of both palms had been burned away until bone was faintly visible. Sweat poured down its face from the pain as it hurriedly retreated.

"**Damn it! Damn it!