Mu Qing murmured, "How can this be? How can there be so many...???"
Never before had anyone heard of someone using spiritual power to blast a curse away!
Hua Cheng swiftly pulled the fallen Xie Lian up from the ground and said, "Brother, try fighting again!"
Just then, Jun Wu swung his sword at them, and Xie Lian instinctively raised his hand to deflect it.
With a "clang," he nearly sent the sword flying!
This blow was entirely different from the previous one!
Xie Lian glanced at his hands, feeling a touch of daze.
He hadn’t experienced this sensation in hundreds of years; he had almost forgotten what it felt like to be this strong.
His power surged uncontrollably; each step seemed like an earthquake.
A step could cover a thousand miles, another could reach the heavens!
He clenched his fist tightly and struck Jun Wu's face with all his might!
Since the battle began, Jun Wu's face had remained unscathed.
But now, with this blow, blood finally trickled from the corner of his mouth.
He wiped it away with his thumb and glanced at the trickle.
In the next moment, he flung the sword aside.
It appeared he was actually going to face Xie Lian in hand-to-hand combat!
Xie Lian threw another punch, but Jun Wu caught it and twisted his arm.
Pain shot through Xie Lian as his arm snapped with a sickening crack.