Zhao Er had yet to master the Golden Metal Sky-Rending Halberd, but as a yellow-grade cultivation method, its power was far beyond that of the blue-grade Army-Breaking Halberd Art.
And although the Golden Metal Sky-Rending Halberd had only one killing move, the Sky-Rending Halberd, it could be applied to any technique.
What was more, Zhao Er had put every means at his disposal into this attack.
As he swung his twin halberds, two cold golden gleams flashed through the air.
Not only that, but the cold golden gleams seemed to bear a pair of dark-gold wings as they swept toward his opponent, possessing a strange beauty in midair.
Clang!!!
The long saber and the two short halberds collided in midair. The clash of weapons spread outward with swirling currents, and the blast swept up all the windblown snow.
For a moment, the area became a snowless void.
Although Zhao Er's cold golden gleams were blocked, the dark-gold, winglike metal powder surrounding them continued to envelop his opponent.
But the man facing him was clearly no fool. Upon seeing such strange dark-gold powder sweeping toward him, he withdrew without hesitation.
"Who are you? Why haven't I seen you before?"
As he retreated, the man asked Zhao Er's identity.
"Blood Pierce!!"
Zhao Er had no intention of chatting. After that first attack, he had already landed. Pushing off the ground, he thrust his twin halberds fiercely in the direction of his retreating opponent.
As Zhao Er sprinted across the ground, his feet stirred up clouds of dust. The dark-gold powder that had been about to settle was swept up again, drifting behind him as it followed him toward his opponent.
During his charge, Zhao Er once again caught that faintly rotten smell.
There was no need for further speculation. From the smell