"Wind Howling Nine Heavens!"
A fierce wind howled, rushing towards Yan Ba to slash him, with sharp sword light twining within the wind like a star beam.
Shout!
Yan Ba roared angrily, pushing his True Qi to the limit, as he swung his blade, ripping the fierce wind apart.
But the sharp sword light flashed across his shoulder, fiercely slicing into it.
Pft!
The Protective True Qi was cut through, the sword light flashed, blood splattered, and a foot-long, bone-deep sword mark appeared on Yan Ba's shoulder.
Ah!
Yan Ba cried out in agony, his figure retreating explosively once again.
Yan Ba's face turned as pale as paper, blood gushing from his shoulder like floodwaters unleashed.
In the blink of an eye, Yan Ba's entire body seemed thinner, his spirit defeated and listless.
The spurting blood formed streams flowing towards Lin Feng, enveloping him entirely in a halo of bloodlight.
"What demon technique have you cultivated, to actually control my blood?"
