Dragon-Seal Vajra reacted extremely quickly, cursing inwardly, He really is a treacherous scoundrel! Why does he keep striking at places like that?
His eightfold dragon splendor body roared into action. Dazzling golden light spread over his bronze skin, as though he had donned a suit of golden battle armor.
He turned sideways and thrust his shoulder forward, actually taking the halberd blade head-on with his shoulder blade.
With a sharp crack, the Gang Qi of the Pojun Battle Halberd was shattered by the collision.
Qing Chen was inwardly shocked. As expected of a body cultivator at the peak of mid-stage Vajra. He has tempered his shoulder blades and protective Gang Qi until they are as hard as a magic treasure, if not harder!
"Boy, your body cultivation combat techniques have a few merits, but they're far too sneaky! Body cultivators should fight with wide! Sweeping! Strokes!"
Dragon-Seal Vajra laughed loudly. His right fist, wrapped in the Buddhist Sect's golden light, struck straight at Qing Chen's face like a golden meteor.
Before the wind of the punch reached him, Qing Chen's Divine Sense and spiritual perception were already violently shaken. This is bad!
He no longer met the blow head-on. Unfurling his Blood-Wing Evasion Technique again, he transformed into a crimson rainbow and retreated at speed.
Yet Dragon-Seal Vajra's footwork was even faster. He stamped down, and his figure shot after him like lightning, catching up in an instant.
The Demon-Subduing Pestle in his hand whirled like a windmill, leaving no gaps. Every strike carried the crushing might of thunder, every move possessed boundless strength, and murderous intent lurked on all sides.
Combat between body cultivators was even more brutal and terrifying than combat between spell cultivators.
Life and death could be decided in less than an instant;
the slightest carelessness