Boom!
Pang Yue pulled out his pitch-black spear from the ground, causing the ground to crack and mud to splatter everywhere.
Dragging his spear behind him, Pang Yue strode towards Su Zimo and said, "I wonder which immortal sect you're from. I'm sure your master must have put in a lot of effort to groom you. However … it's a pity."
"Although your bloodline has reached the legendary tsunami blood, your body tempering has yet to reach greater mastery and you're too weak. You're no match for me!"
Su Zimo's heart skipped a beat as he thought to himself, "Impressive!"
The two of them had yet to fight but Pang Yue had already seen through his facade.
Pang Yue was right. Although Su Zimo's bloodline was frightening and his physique was strong, Marrow Cleansing was only the fourth section of The Mystic Classic of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness.
In terms of body tempering, Su Zimo had yet to cultivate the Organs Refinement and Orifice Clearing sections.
Sizzle!
The tip of the spear streaked across the ground with a strange sound.
That sound was accompanied by Pang Yue's heavy footsteps. Ta! Ta! Ta!
It was neither fast nor slow but it was extremely powerful. Every single step felt as though it was stepping on the intervals between Su Zimo's heartbeats, causing him to feel extremely uncomfortable.
As Pang Yue closed in, his aura grew stronger. On the other hand, Su Zimo's aura was completely suppressed!
In the eyes of the spectators, Pang Yue seemed to have transformed into an ancient fiend that was a hundred feet tall, looking down at Su Zimo who was as insignificant as an ant.
Of course, that was a misconception on everyone's part. However, it was the result of both parties' auras and various other factors.
Shangguan Yu was secretly shocked by Pang Yue's terror. After some consideration, he realized that even without the ancient spirit lock formation, he might not be a match for this lunatic.
However, Shangguan Yu heaved a sigh of relief.
No matter what, the green-robed cultivator was finally going to die.
At the very least, the few of them would not be in danger with Pang Yue left. If the green-robed cultivator was left, they would have no choice but to flee.
The eyes of the fiend heir of Shura Sect were cold and revealed a cruel glint.
When the fiend heir of Illusion Fiend Cult saw that, he was delighted and declared loudly, "Lunatic Pang, it's too easy for him to just kill him. It's best that you tear him into pieces. That's the only way to feel good!"
Ji Yaoyan frowned slightly, a trace of worry flitting across her eyes.
She knew Pang Yue's methods and abilities the best. Among the generations of fiend heirs of the fiend sects, Pang Yue's strength was ranked at the top. Otherwise, he would not have been called a lunatic!
As he watched Pang Yue walk over step by step, Su Zimo suddenly realized something.
Although what Pang Yue had said at the beginning was true, it was a psychological attack when he said it at that time.
When Su Zimo felt that he was inferior to Pang Yue, his aura would definitely weaken and he would lose the initiative.
After realizing this, Su Zimo began to look for a way to break out of this situation.
"Haha!"
Pang Yue did not give Su Zimo a chance at all. Closing in, he raised his pitch-black spear and smashed it down as though he was swinging a steel rod. The wind howled in a soul-stirring manner!
Without hesitation, Su Zimo shifted sideways and dodged immediately.
The power of that spear was way too strong!
If he wanted to take it head-on, he would only be severely injured or even die on the spot!
"Do you think you can dodge it?!"
Pang Yue's spear missed and smashed onto the ground with a deafening bang, causing rocks to crack.
Amidst the billowing dust, a thick pitch-black spear pierced over. It was extremely stable, as though it could pierce a hole in the firmaments!
Su Zimo's eyes lit up as he took half a step diagonally. Using Plow Heaven, he forcefully twisted his aura and avoided the sharp edge of the pitch-black spear. Swinging his Cold Moon Saber, he slashed at the weakest part of the spear!
Even Su Zimo was secretly impressed by that slash.
Be it the angle, timing, strength or the combination of Plow Heaven Stride, that slash was perfect.
In fact, Su Zimo had even thought of a backup plan for that slash.
After colliding with Pang Yue's spear, the Cold Moon Saber was slanted and sliced down along the spear, forcing Pang Yue to let go!
With that, Su Zimo's aura would increase tremendously and he would gain the upper hand, gaining the advantage of the weapon!
"Clang!"
The sound of metal clashing could be heard.
Just as Su Zimo had imagined, the Cold Moon Saber struck the spear heavily. However, right after, Su Zimo's expression changed starkly as he realized that something was amiss.
Su Zimo could sense an extremely strong vibration from the spear!
The moment the Cold Moon Saber landed on it, it traveled along the saber.
It was a trap!
It was the same as how Su Zimo dealt with the thousand-faced assassin Just Now – Pang Yue had purposely exposed a flaw.
"Om!"
The spear vibrated and the Cold Moon Saber was sent flying. Su Zimo's palm split open and was bleeding profusely. Just Now, all the backup plans in his mind were useless.
"Haha!"
Pang Yue burst into laughter and exerted strength in his arm. Sweeping the spear, he smashed it towards Su Zimo's head.
After the Cold Moon Saber left his hands, Su Zimo's reaction was extremely fast as he lowered his body.
The pitch-black spear missed and suddenly changed its stance. It stopped above Su Zimo's head and smashed down once more!
Su Zimo exerted strength in his legs and rolled to the side, avoiding that fatal blow by a hair's breadth. His body was covered in dust and he looked wretched.
Up till this point, the two of them had only exchanged a few blows. However, Su Zimo had escaped death multiple times – if he was any slower, he would have died on the spot!
The difference in strength between both parties was obvious.
To everyone, Su Zimo had already lost his weapon and there was no hope for him against Pang Yue who was wielding a pitch-black spear.
"I've said it before. You're strong but you're not a match for me. Accept your fate," Pang Yue's voice sounded as though he was stating a fact that left no room for doubt.
Su Zimo raised his brow and a thought flashed through his mind – he had finally discovered the flaw in Pang Yue's words!
"Indeed, my strength is inferior to yours. However, strength isn't the only factor in melee combat," Su Zimo adjusted his aura slowly and replied indifferently.
At that moment, the aura between the two of them underwent a mysterious change.
Pang Yue's aura was still incomparably strong but Su Zimo's aura had suddenly turned somewhat unpredictable.
If Pang Yue was compared to a towering mountain, Su Zimo was now a bottomless ocean.
The two of them were evenly matched!
Nobody knew if it was the mountain that filled the ocean or if the ocean had buried the mountain.
"I'm very curious. What are you going to use to fight me when you've even lost your weapon, hmm?" Pang Yue had also noticed Su Zimo's abnormality and continued to pressure him mentally.
"In the hands of some people, not only are weapons useless, they might even be a burden."
Su Zimo heaved a long sigh of relief and walked towards Pang Yue with a calm expression.
"Hualala! Splash! Splash!
Boom! Boom!
"Huff … hmm …"
There was a series of strange sounds. It was the Tiger Leopard Thunderous Roar that sounded within Su Zimo's body.
Su Zimo's aura was rising continuously!
If anyone were to close their eyes, an extremely shocking image would appear in their minds!
It was a tall and mighty ancient demon with bloodshot eyes. Walking step by step through the torrential tsunami, it was shimmering with lightning and could not be looked at directly!
PS: I'm finally done. Everyone, go to sleep ~
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