Feng He knew that Leng Guhan was highly accomplished in swordsmanship. Releasing Sword Qi through his fingers as he had just done was nothing extraordinary.
Feng He said nothing more. A cracking sound came from his right hand.
Powerful ghost qi suddenly spread over his withered right hand, turning his entire palm pitch-black.
His five fingers curled slightly, ghost qi swirling between them.
"Is that Claw Force?" Xuanyuan Jade Butterfly shook her head slightly when she saw Leng Guhan's Claw Force.
Facing Feng He's Claw Force, Leng Guhan instead smiled.
"You can still smile?" Feng He had not expected such a reaction from Leng Guhan.
This was his signature technique. Was Leng Guhan not courting death by trying to counter him with claws?
Feng He did not know whether Leng Guhan was unaware of this or wanted to defeat him to prove his strength.
He did, in fact, understand Leng Guhan's thinking. Among these people, especially these old fossils from ten thousand years ago, he was the weakest.
But even as the weakest, his strength was beyond that of ordinary people.
Feng He had been feeling stifled and frustrated lately. Now that a junior like Leng Guhan was provoking him too, the anger pent up in his heart erupted.
Everyone dared to come and trample on him. This was outrageous.
Whether he was venting or not, Leng Guhan made a decent target for it.
Power slipped from the tips of Leng Guhan's five fingers, and he swept out a claw.
Feng He's five sharp streams of finger force had already reached Leng Guhan.
Leng Guhan's five streams of finger force collided with them.
That's clearly Sword Qi, Wu Xuancang sighed inwardly.
He had not expected the Claw Force Leng Guhan spoke of to turn out to be Sword Qi after