This happened in an instant.
It was an extremely important turning point in the battle.
The snapped thorn vines turned into countless emerald spots in Yan Qing's hands. His thick body muscles seemed constrained beneath the elegant emerald robe.
After he was done with the two thorn vines, he took a step forward and grabbed all the other vines in his arms.
The peculiar scene, the beastly presence, violent techniques and ferocious howl made everyone stop in their tracks.
Although they quickly regained their composure.
"Does this person not know pain?"
"Pain? If I am not wrong, he is the one people termed as a monster, the number one prodigy in the Extreme Combat Empire. However, I heard that this guy has a peculiar character and is difficult to get along with."
"That's normal. Who would be friends with a monster like this anyway?"
