"Boom!"
A dull boom rang out, and the Eight Extremes Sect martial artist's pupils contracted sharply.
Amid the dazzling light, an ink-black saber gleam slashed toward him against the dissipating force.
"Bastard!" he could not help roaring.
Did this bastard only know how to exploit someone's weakness? He always struck when his strength was exhausted.
This time, he dared not meet it head-on. He swiftly shifted sideways to dodge, but the ink-black saber gleam followed him like his shadow, slashing diagonally toward his shoulder. "Bang!"
With a dull impact, his protective astral energy proved just as fragile as before, exploding with a bang.
The Eight Extremes Sect martial artist's expression changed drastically. If this strike landed solidly, even if it did not sever his arm, it would split the bone. And another expert stood nearby, watching like a tiger eyeing its prey.
At the last possible instant, he pressed his palms together around the blade.
"Crack, crack..."
His joints crackled, and every muscle in his body bulged. He felt as though he had caught not a saber, but a mountain weighing countless tons. Under that vast, mighty force, blood spurted from his abdomen, and his legs sank into the ground.
Xu Yang revealed a mocking smile, slowly increasing the pressure through his hands. The two seemed to be locked in a contest of strength.
This is bad...
The Eight Extremes Sect martial artist's heart shook violently. Only he knew that this was no contest of strength at all.
His opponent had been hiding his strength all along. The force now coming through the saber already surpassed his own. If he dared let go, he would be cleaved apart on the spot. Just then, Gu Qingfeng returned to the attack, his figure shooting forward. The sword light from his supreme-grade spirit