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Evil aura enveloped the area, war intent reaching for the skies.
A previously unfelt desire to survive filled Ye Fan's consciousness, perfectly integrating his essence Qi and spirit, as the power within him surged out and rushed into his right fist, which was enveloped by a swirling Qi, brimming with evil aura.
"Huff!"
As the power emerged, Ye Fan's right fist shot out like a bolt of lightning, forcefully slamming into Huang Qi, who was lunging toward him.
Fast!
This punch epitomized the essence of 'speed' from the Xuansha Fist, so much so that even Situ Haotian couldn't make out his fist, seeing only a phantom.
"Bang——"
In a flash of electric sparks, the fists of Ye Fan and Huang Qi collided, like two mountains crashing together with formidable sound. The power contained within the Iron Fist burst forth like a dam breaking, clashing and canceling each other out with continuous 'crack crack' noises filling the air.
"Crack——"
