"What!"
They saw an aura far mightier than before suddenly erupt from Gu Chenfeng.
With a single axe strike, he tore through the encirclement and sent Mo Qianji flying backward, coughing blood.
Lu Qiling, whose face had been full of worry, and Zhong Huai, who had been sighing inwardly, both looked stunned.
"He... he was still hiding his strength!"
Meanwhile, Gu Chenfeng had suddenly unleashed his full strength in midair and launched a counterattack.
His gaze locked onto Mo Qianji as he flew backward, and his pupils abruptly contracted.
He keenly sensed that although his opponent's aura had fallen into disarray and his momentum had weakened again, he had not died.
Sure enough, a mass of power of profound meaning surged from Mo Qianji in midair, enveloping him.
He lowered his head in horror and looked at the protective armor over his chest, which the One-Axe Strike had torn open.
Then he saw the wound left on his chest, over a foot long and deep enough to expose bone, with even his organs visibly writhing inside, and his face filled with utter horror.
Had he not been wearing this exceptional close-fitting armor to protect the vital areas of his torso,
even with his Saint Warrior level cultivation, he would probably have been cleaved apart on the spot, his physical body destroyed.
Although he had survived, however, the One-Axe Strike had inflicted extremely severe injuries.
A bizarre power of profound meaning rampaged through his body, wreaking destruction. Even when Mo Qianji suppressed it with his own power of profound meaning, the effect was minimal.
"How could this brat possess such strength!"
Mo Qianji's eyes were filled with disbelief.
The combat strength his opponent had just unleashed had almost reached the Saint Warrior level.
His earlier sneak attack had actually been a