"Qu Fusheng!" Yang Zhenshan pointed his spear directly at Qu Fusheng.
"Yang Zhenshan!" Qu Fusheng also raised his staff directly at Yang Zhenshan.
The two men locked eyes, and their fierce gazes collided amid the sudden wind.
Yang Zhenshan burst forward, thrusting his spear, and in an instant, over ten spear beams exploded.
Boom~~
The sound of thunder vibrated, as if the rain was pierced through by the spear beams.
Qu Fusheng's face shifted slightly, and with a spin of the iron staff in his hand, he managed to block all the spear beams.
However, among the spear beams was Yang Zhenshan holding the Mystical Iron Spear, its tip pressing against the staff, and the ferocious power directly knocked Qu Fusheng off the boat and into the water.
Yang Zhenshan leaped again, standing at the boat's railing, overlooking the churning sea below.
Moments later, Qu Fusheng emerged from the water, standing on the waves, his form unstable.
