"Well done!"
The Living Bodhisattva sneered upon seeing this, sidestepped, and simultaneously thrust his pitch-black broken blade towards Spear Soul's chest.
Spear Soul hurriedly used his long spear to block.
In an instant, the two were locked in combat.
The Living Bodhasattva was extremely agile, and his moves were deviously clever, aimed to strike at fatal points.
Though Spear Soul was a bit older, he was the only remaining Soul Hooking Envoy of the Hall of the Reaper.
His power was naturally not to be underestimated.
The silver spear in his hand produced a series of dazzling movements that could sometimes be blinding.
And every thrust aimed for the Living Bodhisattva's vital points.
In the deep of the night, at Shen City Wharf,
a brutally fierce blood battle officially began.
Both sides bore certain injuries after their long conflict in the United States.
Tang Yi sat quietly in the cab of the truck, watching the scene unfold before him.
