The battle axe left a hideous wound on Yang Fan's right shoulder and blood dripped.
Li Yunjie continued to pursue his victory. The battle axe in his hand shot out a blazing golden light.
Yang Fan's face was filled with seriousness. The veins on his arm that was holding the spear bulged as power poured into the spear continuously.
He flipped his wrist and shot the spear at Li Yunjie like lightning. The sharp spearhead flickered with an ice-cold light. It was as fast as lightning and instantly pierced through Li Yunjie's chest.
Li Yunjie's body froze on the spot, and his eyes widened.
He did not expect Yang Fan to be able to erupt with such powerful strength.
Moreover, the aura on Yang Fan's body made him feel extremely pressured. His aura was completely suppressed!
Li Yunjie had never met such an opponent, let alone experienced such an aura!