The ground around them was actually shattered by the force of the gale.
"Thump thump thump!"
Ye Ling staggered back several steps, stomping hard on the ground, his body rebounding off the force, and he flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground.
With a thud, Ye Ling spit out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face deathly pale, his body as if struck by lightning, a severe pain across his chest, as if all his organs had shifted.
"Cough cough! This guy, is really too formidable!"
Ye Ling struggled to his feet, his face ghastly pale, his body violently trembling, streams of blood continuously flowing down from the corner of his mouth.
"Kid, you really are quite stubborn! To dare leave so many scars on me!"
"But it doesn't matter, once I absorb the essence of your body, my body will become even stronger. Then, no matter how hard you try, it will be of no use, ha ha!"
