"You damn woman, it's easy to talk when you're not in pain. Come over and try if you have the guts!"
The muscle-bound man with silver skin cursed internally, his arm already covered in wounds, blood and flesh muddled.
He roared furiously, gathering his strength, with silver light flowing across his body, as if he was coated in a layer of silver, displaying a gleaming metallic sheen.
With a boom, the ground sank, his legs plunged into the earth, and his muscles contracted and expanded in an instant, his right arm delivering a forceful punch.
At the same time, Tang Qingsha, who had entered a bloodthirsty berserk status, swung her broadsword, a dazzling crimson sword light slashing toward Zhou Yuan, with her evil qi locking down most of his escape routes.
The gaunt, thin man stomped fiercely, opening his mouth to produce a bizarre sound, and booming thunder resounded at Zhou Yuan's ears, shattering most of his Mental Barrier.
