Blood still stained the corner of Qian Chongling's mouth, and his face had grown somewhat flushed. He seemed to have suffered some injuries in the fierce clash just now.
The Asura God's face was equally pale. Although no blood seeped from his mouth, several sword wounds had appeared on his body.
Clearly, he was not much better off than Qian Chongling. Though he had held a slight advantage in that fierce exchange, he had paid a price for it.
"Whew."
Qian Chongling exhaled a stale breath, glanced at the Asura God, and said coldly, "You really are full of surprises. To think you could hold out this long!"
"Hah... hah... hah... I should be saying that to you. I never expected you to last this long."
The Asura God took a few ragged breaths, then sneered. "But you're already an arrow at the end of its flight. Your divine power and stamina are nearly exhausted, aren't they?"
"Then let's put that to the test!"
Qian Chongling stared fearlessly at the Asura God and sneered.
"Hmph!!! Qian Chongling, behold my ultimate technique-Myriad Forms Return to the Ruins!"
Before his words had faded, a blood-red pillar of light suddenly appeared in the Asura God's left hand and blasted toward Qian Chongling.
"Heaven-Shocking Sword Strike!"
Qian Chongling's expression changed. With a flick of his wrist, he swung the Chaos Demon-Refining Sword, unleashing a sky full of Sword Qi to meet the blood-red pillar.
Rumble!!!
The blood-red pillar collided with the sky full of Sword Qi, unleashing an earth-shaking explosion. The two forces crashed and tangled together with a thunderous roar.
The instant they clashed, the Asura God felt an immense impact strike his body. An irresistible force surged straight into him, sending him flying backward against his will.
Pfft!
The Asura God flew