"Falling Crescent!"
Just as Lu Mian was about to lose his ability to move, Wan Qifeng unleashed his full strength.
An icy gleam surged through the Silver-White Soft Sword in his hand. Its descending slash traced a falling crescent moon, brimming with an aura of ruin.
Facing that falling crescent, Lu Mian, whose hair and eyebrows were coated in white frost, grew intensely excited.
"Burning Wind: Flame Star!"
Boom!
In an instant, Lu Mian seemed to become a scorching furnace, erupting with fierce red light.
The chill enveloping him immediately dissipated.
His entire body swelled, especially his right arm. Countless veins surfaced like a spiderweb as he clenched his fist and drove it forward with savage force!
Brilliant crimson light surged around his fist, as though it had become a flame star!
Boom!!!
The power unleashed by Lu Mian's punch was terrifying.
His fist collided with the blade.
The silver soft sword was merely a low-grade magical artifact. Unable to withstand such a violent eruption of power, its blade shattered instantly.
"Aaaah!!!"
Wan Qifeng screamed.
He had not even registered where the punch had struck him.
All he could feel was scorching, savage flame burning wildly through his body before he lost consciousness.
Thud.
Wan Qifeng fell to the ground, a hole gaping in his corpse's chest.
As the divine radiance qi continued to burn, that hole kept expanding.
Ignoring Wan Qifeng's corpse, Lu Mian looked up at Lü Suhu at the highest seat and grinned. "General Lü, it looks like I won."
His words were unmistakably provocative.
Lü Suhu's face turned livid.
Everything had happened too suddenly.
Lu Mian had seemingly fallen into a death trap, with no chance of survival.
Yet he had suddenly erupted with power and killed Wan Qifeng with a single punch.
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