A Fierce Sparring [IV]

"Boom." There was a loud bang, and the powerful aura impact made those cultivators with low cultivation levels flew out in an instant. Fei Hong also harnessed the aura shield to protect his body and looked at the dazzling light in the distance.

The Heavenly God Axe and the Forbidden Spirit Bowl collided, and it was difficult for anyone to advance any further. The powerful spiritual pressure made Wang Kui and Zhuang Yanqing unable to support them.

"Just stop here?" Wang Kui's face was already purple, and his huge and strong body made people look a little terrifying.

"Haha, stop?" Zhuang Yanqing didn't feel good either, but after hearing Wang Kui's request, he couldn't help sneering: "Haha, I lost to you last time, I'm not reconciled, I won't lose again this time."