A Sixth-Grade Qi Blood Divine Weapon carved through the air, its Fierce Flame suddenly coalescing as it slashed forward.
This slash.
Had already reached the Eighth Grade.
Alas.
"CLANG..."
A powerful force, imbued with a strange rhythm, struck and sent Yangg Yi flying.
"ROAR!"
Qian Hu let out a low roar and lunged forward.
Fierce Tiger Descending Mountain Form!
He possessed a Tiger Demon bloodline, and through his cultivation of Fist Techniques, he had already grasped the rudiments of Fist Intent.
With the aid of a Chong Ghost, his Fist Force was both ferocious and chilling, kicking up a sinister wind on the battlefield.
The newcomer, holding a short club, had just sent Yangg Yi flying. With a flick of his wrist, he aimed it at Qian Hu.
The movement was unhurried, yet impossible to evade.
"POW!"
"BOOM..."
