Xiong Jun widened his eyes, rose to his feet, and smashed all the shadows apart with a single slap.
All the shadows exploded under Gui Mei's control, causing a slight sting in Xiong Jun's palm.
"You hurt me."
Xiong Jun was truly angry now.
He kicked off with both legs, his massive body shooting toward Gui Mei's true body like a meteor.
"Fifth Soul Skill, Hundred Ghosts Night Parade!"
As Xiong Jun's mountain-like body flew toward him, Gui Mei immediately released a faint black mist in all directions.
The black mist formed a rotating black-red energy field sixty meters in diameter around him.
Within this energy field, Gui Mei's speed would increase drastically.
More than a hundred black shadows with the same appearance and aura as Gui Mei would also emerge.
These shadows darted around Xiong Jun at high speed, disrupting his vision.
Meanwhile, Gui Mei's true body had already quietly slipped behind Xiong Jun, waiting for an opportunity to strike him with Hell Ghost Hand.
This was Gui Mei's eighth Soul Skill, his strongest single-target attack skill.
However, just as his eighth soul ring lit up.
He saw the slowly curling corner of Xiong Jun's mouth.
A tremendous sense of unease surged through his heart.
But before Gui Mei could react, a bear paw trailing afterimages came down in a simple, unadorned slap.
"Pfft!!!"
Gui Mei was sent flying by the blow, spraying a mouthful of blood!
His bones shattered, and his aura became feeble.
His chest caved in completely. If it had been Ju Douluo instead, the funeral feast would have already been laid out.
Holy shit!!!
So strong!
At that moment, Gui Mei truly understood Xiong Jun's power.
He was the kind of existence who could kill him in an instant without even trying.
That aura capable