His opponent's spear wasn't just fast—his strength was abnormally immense.
He dared not be overconfident any longer. His Langyue True Qi erupted with full force, and his Sword Momentum abruptly turned swift and fierce. Like scudding clouds, it transformed into rays of cold moonlight as he switched from defense to offense, blanketing Chen Qing's vital points.
Chen Qing remained completely unruffled. As his Cloud-Coiling Spear danced, the full depth of his Mountain Prison-Suppression Spear at the Perfection Realm was on clear display.
Spear and sword clashed, sending sparks flying. Both fighters retreated two steps before stomping down and launching themselves back into the fray.
Xiao Bieli unleashed his Flowing Cloud Sword Technique once more. The gleam of his blade was like clouds and mist—ethereal and unpredictable. It instantly split into several afterimages, striking at Chen Qing's major acupoints from different angles with a speed so fast it was dizzying.
