"Good, good, good!!!" Xiao Hua's eyes flashed with vicious light as the As-You-Wish Staff in his hand thickened and expanded again. "I'll let you know who the true warrior of this world is! I've wiped out all your subordinates—let's see what you still have to rely on in a fight against me!"
As he spoke, he swung the As-You-Wish Staff, shattering the Righteous Qi Pillar that had been blasting toward him. Though Xiao Hua's body was enormous, it was also remarkably nimble. Rather than forcibly withstanding the pillar's force, he borrowed its momentum to dissipate it. His figure swayed, and his foot lashed out, striking the charging warhorse. With a thunderous bang, the warhorse instantly turned into crimson mist and dispersed in midair!
"Hmph..." Seeing Xiao Hua so recklessly showing off his courage, Leng Qingge first sneered in disdain. "He is merely a brat from the Daoist sect. How can he stand against an entire kingdom? Once he is exhausted, won't his bones go soft and his muscles go numb? How could he possibly be a match for this old man in even one exchange?"
Boom! Boom! Righteous Qi Pillars, some half a foot thick and others several zhang wide, descended from the clouds high above. Each carried an unmistakably heroic and tragic momentum as they sought to blast Xiao Hua to death. Yet, wielding the As-You-Wish Staff, Xiao Hua moved through the pillars with consummate ease. The pillars had blasted all of Black Cloud Ridge red beyond recognition, but Xiao Hua remained utterly unscathed! The blood-red warhorses were indeed as sturdy as iron steeds, yet before Xiao Hua, who resembled a heavenly god, they were truly fragile. With every punch and kick, the iron horses collapsed; even when the As-You-Wish Staff merely brushed them, they likewise vanished into nothingness!