The snow-white blade of light that cut across the air came at Xue Ying in a split second. Xiang Pang Yun’s expression was ferocious.
"Just this?" Xue Ying’s long spear fiercely jabbed out, Hu, the spearhead was akin to a rising dragon, arousing a fury as it chopped right at the snow-white blade light.
Peng!
The two strong attacks clashed, creating a resounding boom that formed waves of after-effects in all directions discernible by the naked eye. The world’s energy worked against these waves and attenuated them, eventually causing them to disappear over the distance.
The force of this clash caused Xue Ying’s legs to be hammered into the ground until the surface was level with his knees. By simply forcing out strength in his legs, the mud and gravel covering his legs flew apart. As for Xiang Pang Yun, he borrowed this rebounding force and landed on the earth.
