Chapter 412: Chapter 189: Brutal
With a tap of his toes, Chen Qing’s figure seemed to melt into the wind. He closed in, sticking to Jiangchuan Bridge’s retreating path, his speed a notch faster than his opponent’s!
The Cloud-Coiling Spear clung to him like a shadow. Its tip hummed, transforming into several points of cold starlight that enveloped the major acupoints on Jiangchuan Bridge’s body, forcing him to turn and block.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
Jiangchuan Bridge’s palms flew as he pushed his Netherworld Bone-Eroding Hand to its absolute limit. Jet-black palm shadows clashed violently with the cyan spear light, erupting in a series of deafening metallic clashes. The escaping Strong Qi shredded the surrounding trees to pieces.
With every spear thrust he blocked, Jiangchuan Bridge’s arms grew more numb and sore, and the horror in his heart intensified.
Chen Qing’s Cyan Wood True Gang was incredibly dense, and his strength was astonishingly great—far surpassing that of an ordinary cultivator who had just entered the Astral Force realm. Moreover, the black spear’s momentum was heavy and powerful, shaking his qi and blood into such a turmoil that he nearly vomited blood.
The Bone-Eroding Poison Fiend he was famous for invaded his opponent’s body, only to vanish without a trace. It was swiftly neutralized by a scorching, immense Qi Blood Power, unable to inflict any substantial damage.
’This kid is too strong to fight head-on!’
Jiangchuan Bridge’s heart went cold, his resolve to flee growing stronger.
He suddenly feinted an attack and, willingly taking a grazing blow from the spear’s wake, shot backward again.
"Trying to run!?"
Chen Qing let out a low shout, his Spear Momentum suddenly changing from nimble and swift to domineering and powerful!
Mountain Prison-Suppression Spear! Breaking Mountains and Dividing Territory!
The Cloud-Coiling Spear, like a Mountain-Shaking Iron Pillar, swept out horizontally with immense force, sealing off all of Jiangchuan Bridge’s escape routes and forcing him to take the blow head-on!
Jiangchuan Bridge’s expression changed drastically. He could only grit his teeth and gather his Black Death True Astral in his forearms, crossing them in front of his body to defend.
BOOM!
The spear and arms collided, producing a deep, thunderous boom.
Jiangchuan Bridge felt as if he’d been struck by a battering ram. His Body-Protecting True Astral fluctuated violently, nearly collapsing, and he was sent flying backward. A sweet taste filled his throat, and he could no longer hold back a mouthful of blood that sprayed from his lips.
’It wasn’t long ago that I was the one chasing him,’ he thought. ’How has so little time passed, yet the tables have turned so completely!’
Meanwhile, Peng Zhen and Tan Yang were fighting Mei Kun together.
Peng Zhen’s Earth True Astral was as heavy as a mountain, and his Spear Technique was broad and sweeping. Each strike carried immense weight and power, forcing Mei Kun to divert his attention to block them head-on.
Tan Yang’s Geng Metal True Gang was incomparably sharp. His fists and fingers moved like lightning, specifically targeting the gaps in Mei Kun’s defense with ruthless and incisive attacks.
The two coordinated seamlessly. In their two-on-one assault, they were overwhelming Mei Kun, a Demonic Astral Force master who had been famous for years, leaving him unable to catch his breath.
Mei Kun wielded his Funeral Hook in an impenetrable defense. The ghastly green shadows of the hooks created a mournful whistle as he barely held off the duo’s storm-like offensive.
In the blink of an eye, over ten exchanges had passed. Mei Kun had already sustained several wounds, and he was dripping with blood, his aura growing increasingly chaotic.
He knew that if this continued, his death was certain.
"You forced my hand!"
A look of madness and despair flashed in Mei Kun’s eyes. He let out a sharp cry and, ignoring Tan Yang’s finger strike aimed at his ribs, took the blow squarely on his shoulder!
PSHH! The Finger Force pierced his body, sending out a spray of blood.
Spurred on by the intense pain, the Demon Skill within his body began to burn wildly in a near self-destructive frenzy!
A violent aura, far exceeding his previous power, erupted from him. His eyes instantly turned crimson, and veins bulged beneath his skin like coiling Qiu Dragons.
"Get out of my way!"
Mei Kun roared as the green light on his twin hooks flared. Filled with the tragic aura of someone willing to take his opponent down with him, he abandoned all defense and charged madly at Peng Zhen!
Peng Zhen’s expression was grave, but he didn’t shrink back. With a low growl, he poured his Earth True Astral into his long spear and met the charge head-on with his most ferocious Spear Technique!
Tan Yang knew this was the critical moment. His body moved like a slippery fish, gliding to Mei Kun’s flank and rear. He brought two fingers together, highly concentrating his Geng Metal True Gang into an exceptionally sharp golden gleam that stabbed directly at the vital point on Mei Kun’s back—the Vajra Armor-Breaking Finger!
BOOM—!
SPURT—!
The two muffled sounds rang out almost simultaneously!
Mei Kun’s desperate, all-or-nothing strike with his twin hooks slammed violently against Peng Zhen’s long spear, and Qi Force erupted wildly in all directions!
But in the end, he was a spent force. Tan Yang’s finger had already broken through his Astral Force and pierced his heart from behind.
Mei Kun’s body suddenly stiffened, and the madness in his eyes rapidly faded. He looked down in disbelief at the golden fingertips protruding from his chest.
Peng Zhen shook his long spear, knocking the twin hooks aside. He then swept the shaft horizontally, smashing it heavily against Mei Kun’s skull!
CRACK!
The sound of a fracturing skull was clearly audible.
Mei Kun didn’t even manage a grunt before the light in his eyes completely extinguished, and his body crumpled limply to the ground.
Peng Zhen and Tan Yang both let out a sigh of relief, their chests heaving slightly and their breathing a little ragged.
Working together to kill a desperate Astral Force Demon had consumed a huge amount of their True Astral.
"Chen Qing only just entered the Astral Force realm. Something might go wrong; we need to help him quickly!"
Not daring to delay, the two immediately looked toward Chen Qing.
They saw Chen Qing and Jiangchuan Bridge locked in a fierce battle, shadows of the spear and gusts from palms whistling through the air as Qi Force crisscrossed the area.
Chen Qing’s Spear Technique was sublime, his offense a relentless tide that had completely suppressed Jiangchuan Bridge.
Peng Zhen and Tan Yang exchanged a look, both seeing the astonishment in the other’s eyes. Just as they were about to step forward and help—
At that very moment, a sharp glint flashed in Chen Qing’s eyes. As if sensing their intentions, his Spear Momentum abruptly surged once more!
The Cyan Wood True Gang in his body and the Qi Blood Power of his Eight Extremes Vajra Body instantly merged in perfect harmony. The Cloud-Coiling Spear let out a low, yet joyful, hum!
At the tip of the spear, the cyan light condensed intensely, as if transforming into a single, ultimate point of cold starlight. Its speed pushed to the absolute limit, it pierced through layers of palm shadows to strike with unerring precision at a fleeting flaw Jiangchuan Bridge had just revealed!
Jiangchuan Bridge’s pupils contracted violently. It was already too late to dodge!
He only had time to turn his head slightly—
SHHHK!
The sharp tip of the Cloud-Coiling Spear tore through flesh and pierced his throat!
Jiangchuan Bridge’s forward momentum came to an abrupt halt. His body froze in place, hands still held in the posture of a palm strike.
