Besieged by the Two Fiends of Qin Mountain, Zhang Qingshan realized that Zhang San and the other two had made no move to help him. He shouted angrily, "What are you doing? Get over here and help!"
As he roared, astonishing golden light burst from his arm. He unleashed punch after punch, sending the Two Fiends of Qin Mountain's chain and Bloodlight Long Saber flying back again and again...
But Zhang Qingshan was not having an easy time either. He was flesh and blood, after all. Though his body-refining technique was formidable, his injuries had yet to heal, leaving him unable to unleash his full strength.
Every clash with the Two Fiends of Qin Mountain's chain and saber shook his mind, and his control over his spell power began to waver.
The Two Fiends of Qin Mountain were hardly faring any better. Zhang Qingshan's body-refining technique was simply too powerful, and the bursts of light erupting from each punch carried astonishing force.
The blows rattled the runes on their sinister artifacts and the grooves holding the souls and ghosts they had absorbed. Several souls were shattered outright.
Still, both could tell that this damned Zhang Qingshan had clearly not recovered from his injuries and could not bring his full strength to bear.
More importantly, Zhang Sanlei and his two companions were watching the tigers fight from the safety of the mountain. They had no intention of helping and had gone to surround the Claw Beast instead.
Zhang Qingshan was furious. He had been watching from the sidelines for quite some time, his conscience locked in a battle between heaven and man. Though Zhang Sanlei and the others had betrayed him, he still could not bring himself to strike fellow disciples...
When he saw the Two Fiends of Qin Mountain move