Bang!
Boom!!!
Chu Yang and Li Qingsong collided once again, like two speeding cars crashing into each other.
Spurt!
Li Qingsong spewed out another mouthful of blood, his body flying sideways into the air.
Chu Yang's legs bent slightly, and he surged upward with force, leaping into the air, catching up to Li Qingsong.
Bang bang bang!!!
Chu Yang's fists fell on Li Qingsong's chest like raindrops.
Wah! Wah! Wah!
Li Qingsong vomited blood profusely, his chest clothing dyed red with blood.
Bang!
Li Qingsong fell to the ground, covered in blood, breathing in less air than he was breathing out.
Chu Yang descended from the air in front of Li Qingsong, his gaze cold and merciless as he looked at him.
"Cough cough..." Li Qingsong coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, his voice weak, audible only to the two of them, "Cough cough... Chu Yang... I truly didn't expect... cough cough... that you too were a cultivator..."
"Cough cough... I was too careless..."
