Claiming Qing Ming
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The green spear collided with the red dagger to a shocking result—the green spear was knocked away.
The dagger and Han Sen moved like a descending rainbow; one that would touch down at Qing Ming's heart.
Qing Ming's face dropped, as he now understood how his guards and protecting creatures had been slain. The dagger was too powerful.
Qing Ming Knight was an elite that had opened four of his gene locks. In the nick of time, he was able to just about dodge Han Sen's airborne strike and retaliate with a fist of his own.
The green light that enshrouded his fist was like a mystic hellfire, and it guided the fist to a direct hit on Han Sen's forehead.
Qing Ming Knight coldly laughed in reaction, and thought to himself, "It does not matter how sharp or how powerful your dagger is—nothing can overcome my green light."
Pang!