But compared to Zhang Chaoyun's Slaughter Spirit Spear, the just completed Qianyuan Sword undoubtedly falls short.
Moreover, Chen Fei had just broken free from Wu Renxu's restraint, and at this moment, the elemental energy on his body had no time to be infused into the Qianyuan Sword, making the sword even weaker.
With just a collision between the spear and the sword, the Qianyuan Sword couldn't withstand the force and crashed towards Chen Fei's chest.
Chen Fei grasped the Qianyuan Sword with both arms, but from his palms onwards, flesh and blood shattered into pieces in an instant, all the way up, from wrists, arms, shoulders, turning into a mist of blood diffusing in all directions.
In just the blink of an eye, Chen Fei's arms were reduced to mere bones, which were now riddled with cracks as if a slight touch would turn them into bone dust.
"Bang!"
