Fatal Strike

At the same time his left arm was injured, a terrifying crushing force came from the palm of his right hand as well.

The other party's arm was like a giant python, trying to crush his palm alive.

But at that moment, Qin Yang let out a wild roar and erupted with his Northern Darkness Blackwater True Qi.

Boom!!!

A surging, tide-like roar instantly rang out from within his body.

Borrowing the eruption of his True Qi, Qin Yang's strength soared, and his right palm violently broke free from the other party's strange entanglement.

At the same time.

He drove a straight punch into Gray Sacrifice's chest.

Bang!!!

A tremendous rebounding force struck him.

The two figures abruptly separated.

"What fast speed. What vicious blade work."

Qin Yang looked at the bloody marks on his arm and spoke softly.

That scalpel had strangely sliced apart even the protective True Qi on the surface of his skin.

Its sharpness was simply not that of an ordinary scalpel.

"Of course. My blade is exceptionally sharp."

"Besides that, I possess the strongest body, the most terrifying explosive power, and the most powerful cultivation art."

"Even if my strength cannot surpass yours, I can gather together every strongest thing."

"In the terms of this world, I also possess countless passives."

"When those passives stack together, they can unleash incomparable power, yet still not exceed your own limits."

Gray Sacrifice said with a smile.

"Is that so? It sounds rather impressive."

Qin Yang rolled his neck.

He circulated the Northern Darkness Blackwater True Art, and the injuries on his arm rapidly healed.

"Of course it's impressive."

"Let's see how you deal with it."

As Gray Sacrifice spoke, he flashed toward Qin Yang and attacked.

This time, having learned from experience, Qin Yang simply closed his