Qing Chen's expression was cold as frost.
The Pojun Battle Halberd tore through the air, unleashing streak after streak of intensely condensed blood-red halberd light like a raging storm, slashing straight at Purple Spider True Lord.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Deafening explosions rang out one after another.
The two fought as they retreated, their figures flashing like lightning. In the blink of an eye, they were already a thousand li from the main battlefield.
High in the sky, the clash of magic treasures and the explosions of magic power rang out without cease.
The Purple Spider Banner truly lived up to its name as a high-grade magic treasure.
Although it was already damaged, with Purple Spider True Lord driving his Nascent Soul true essence at full power, it still displayed unimaginable might.
It blocked every one of those ferocious streaks of halberd light.
The purple spider pattern on the banner blazed with light, and poisonous baleful intent spread out, constantly trying to erode Qing Chen's protective blood gang.
Though Qing Chen's assault was fierce, he truly seemed unable to break through this high-grade magic treasure's defenses completely in a short time.
After another fierce head-on clash, both figures flashed away, separating for the moment to face each other across the sky.
By now, Purple Spider True Lord's breathing was somewhat ragged, and another trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
Yet a savage smile of a successful scheme appeared on his face.
"Hahaha! Qing Chen, you brat! You fell for it!"
Purple Spider True Lord wiped the blood from his lips and laughed aloud.
"Did you think I was truly afraid of you? I was merely luring you deep into enemy territory alone! Now that you've left your army and lost the support of fortune power and military