Although Qiann Feng's strength was limited by the Poisonous Fog, he was still a Martial Arts King. His comprehension of the Mysteries had reached the Third Heaven, a level far beyond what Qin Ya could hope to match. Therefore, he remained confident he could crush Qin Ya!
A faint smirk touched Qin Ya's lips, but his face immediately turned pale as he coughed up blood. He took out an Elixir and swallowed it, his condition improving slightly. Gazing at Qiann Feng and the others, he raised his right hand and crooked his finger. "Come on," he said indifferently. "Give it a try."
At his words, the men before him erupted in fury.
"Kill him!"
"Arrogant bastard!"
Several Half-Step Kings charged forward. But then, Qin Ya's True Essence erupted in a flare of silver-white light. His one-hundred-eighty-foot Dharma Aspect condensed once more. With a move that resembled a flash of silver light, the Dharma Aspect crossed dozens of yards in the blink of an eye and slashed out with its sword!
