This power!
Even though he couldn't even spread it to the periphery of the weapons, why was a single strike more powerful than his?
Impossible, this can't be possible!
In a state of panic, Xu Kai reached out, trying to grab the Mo Blade hanging in midair.
"Clang!"
A desperate, crisp clanging resounded.
The Mo Blade was once again flicked away by the long spear, spinning through the air for several tens of steps before landing and killing one of his own men.
"Puchi—"
Before Xu Kai could comprehend what was happening, a golden light pierced through his chest, pulverizing his bones and heart together, causing him to tumble stiffly from his horse, dying with his eyes wide open.
Storage!
Chen Sansi had been preparing from the beginning; it seemed that after storing energy, any of his attacks could surpass those of an ordinary Hua Jin-"Perfection" Martial Artist, as long as he seized the right opportunity for a fatal strike.