This spear attack was sudden and Meng Langtian's reaction was a tad too slow, causing his shoulder to be pierced by the golden spear.
Despite Meng Langtian's strong physical body, it was still a mortal flesh after all. The sharp golden spear could naturally pierce through it.
"Your moves are messy." Holding the spear, Yang Xuanfeng coldly said to Meng Langtian.
Meng Langtian's face turned pale, showing a trace of ferocity. Indeed, his moves had been chaotic and he had become flustered, which led to openings. Yang Xuanfeng seized this opportunity directly.
"I haven't lost yet!" Meng Langtian roared, disregarding the injury caused by the spear piercing his shoulder. He grabbed the spear with one hand and swung his axe at Yang Xuanfeng with the other.
Yang Xuanfeng's expression remained unchanged. He let go of the golden spear and easily dodged Meng Langtian's axe. In a flash, he appeared behind Meng Langtian and struck out with a palm, radiant with golden light.
Boom!
