He struck with his claw, a direct hit to Hong Luan's face. The bones in her face shattered, and scorching hot blood splattered like lava. Teeth flew out, striking Zhao Xuanqi's own skin.
In an instant, Hong Luan's face was a mangled ruin of flesh and blood. Her sharp, phoenix-like eyes and imposing, heroic beauty had vanished completely.
For Hong Luan, who had always treasured her looks, this was the ultimate humiliation. She had never, ever experienced anything like this in her entire life.
'He actually endured the assault of Phoenix Wings Thousand Feathers and got right in my face! How is that possible?! He's only seen this technique once!!'
What she didn't know was that the Hundred Beasts Fist fused the forms of a hundred beasts. When it came to animal-form attacks, Zhao Xuanqi was a true grandmaster. In this day and age, perhaps only a handful of people could be his equal.
