As the two fists collided, red and blue lights burst forth with a deafening explosion.
Xuan Ye, who was originally haughty, revealed a painful expression as his upper body was pushed back from the force.
Meanwhile, Lin Hao let out an insidious laugh as his left fist suddenly stuck out. It had the same bloody-colored layer of light and ruthlessly smashed toward Xuan Ye's abdomen. This time, it was not just a simple fist, but rather, one of the most powerful profound arts, Bloody Cloud Palm.
Perceiving a terrifying force emitted from Lin Hao's fist, Xuan Ye's expression changed drastically. He clasped his hands together and let out a roar. "Come out!"
Instantly, a water serpent appeared coiling around Xuan Ye's body, letting out a cold hiss before lunging toward the incoming bloody fist.
"Useless!" Lin Hao revealed a sinister grin as the bloody light around his fist abruptly blasted out.
Boom!
