The battle between Xue Yuheng and Qin Feng was intense.
The highway they were on was not far from the entrance of Hanchuankou, and on the highway, the tremendous pressure of their internal force could be felt from miles away. The oncoming caravans came to a halt as the passengers were too frightened to go any further!
Who the hell were they? Were they having a mighty duel?
However, the fight between the duellers was getting more and more intense.
Qin Feng's internal strength was not weak, but his moves were clearly at a disadvantage.
"Die!" Xue Yuheng swung his fleshy palms in mad pursuit of Qin Feng. Qin Feng had received many palm blows, but what made Xue Yuheng even more furious was that Qin Feng was unfazed by the attacks.
Could it be that his Sanguine Palm Arts had lost its effect?
Or maybe his enemy had found some way to subdue the attacks' effects?
Xue Yuheng had no choice but to give in his everything.
