Holy Fist
Chapter 323 - 166 Both Lose, Amazing Harvest!

Chapter 323: 166 Both Lose, Amazing Harvest!

Clang!!!

At the collision’s epicenter, the ground shattered, concrete rapidly splintered and sprayed.

The surrounding area was instantly beset by misfortune, flowers and grass were snapped, and the walls developed several dented holes. Particularly, Luo Liang’s corpse, who had just died not long ago, was instantly turned into a sieve by a burst of high-speed debris.

Blood gushed from the holes, soaking his black suit.

On the battlefield, the air boiled like raging boiling water.

A shining silver, sharp Crying Dagger.

An iron palm releasing astonishing Sword Qi.

Ghost Wind versus Ten Fists Sword!

The two forces collided fiercely, wrestling wildly.

The sound of metal creaking sharply rang out, golden-red sparks burst sporadically at the point of collision, vibrating at a frantic rate.

At this moment, the two figures were extremely close.

Feng Jun’s face, resembling a mantis’s inverted triangle, half-squinted his eyes, carrying a transcendent sense of lifelessness. He appeared like a ruthless cold-blooded animal, with a hollow focus, his eyeballs eerily motionless, yet even more terrifying.

Merely a few centimeters apart.

Bai Xiao, however, was the complete opposite, displaying a slightly twisted smile on his face muscles, mysteriously exuding cruelty and mockery. Because the power of the Ba Snake Body erupted too fiercely, it caused his face to swell and deform. At a glance...

Shockingly, it was a tiger-shaped face not resembling a human!

Two blood-red eyes, even fiercer and more bloodthirsty than a wild beast gone mad.

Forehead veins bulged, savagely tyrannical.

"Your fists are stronger than I imagined..."

Feng Jun’s fingertips turned white, large veins burst forth on the back of his hand, the connection between the sword handle and the blade creaked, clearly resisting a tremendous force.

"Your sword isn’t bad either!"

The moment Bai Xiao blurted it out, his hand shifted from a sharp sensation. Turning palm to fist, he fiercely swung it out, smashing it.

Clang!

The Wailing Sword suddenly bent, its tip frantically trembling back and forth.

A foot stomped down, creating a deep pit.

Bai Xiao’s figure jolted up, swinging his black and red arm out. His palm formed a ferocious claw shape, and he backhandedly ripped towards Feng Jun’s throat, blasted by the force!

Huff!

A chilling wind pressure swiftly enveloped the area.

If this claw caught him, even a head made of iron would burst!

Ding!

"Black Light!"

After being hit, Feng Jun almost instantly recovered. He flicked his wrist quickly, the Wailing Sword vibrated intensely, and the tip of his blade flickered with numerous dense black spots in the air, like a swarm of fireflies bursting out!

Ding ding ding ding ding...

Bai Xiao’s rushing upper body was enveloped in black light and sparks, but he still persevered relentlessly. However, not only was Feng Jun’s sword fast, his movements were also quick, especially in such short-distance dodging and maneuvering, he was incredibly precise.

A shadowy figure madly revolved around Bai Xiao, splashing out swathes of black cloud sword shadows, continuously stabbing at the black and red figure.

Amidst the dense crowd of sword shadows, Bai Xiao’s arms were positioned like a boxer, guarding his face, and sparks burst from his overly bulged forearms. The rage in his heart was accumulating, impatience building up. Although the Ba Snake Body’s terrifying physique blocked all attacks, Bai Xiao felt pain.

Threads of pain, like a catalyst, gradually ignited his fury. If there were a progress bar, Bai Xiao’s rage was filling up at an extremely fast speed, his body’s surging power like a silent volcano.

About to erupt in golden flames.

"Hiss..."

Two hot white streams of Qi slowly exuded from his nostrils.

Just like two pythons climbing toward the sky.

Ding!

Feng Jun’s figure made a spin, his Spear Sword flickering out sword flowers. However, at this moment, his palm slightly stalled, due to the effects of the Copper Statue Technique! Although Bai Xiao’s mastery of the Copper Statue Technique wasn’t high, Feng Jun’s high frequency of attacks accumulated, and the rebounding force still obstructed his swordplay.

Hiss!

The Wailing Sword’s attack frequency lagged just a fraction of a second.

Now!

Bai Xiao’s eyes flashed red, his entire right back’s muscles grotesquely bulged, a robust power steadily escalating as if channeling all his rage into the strike. With his black and red fingers spread open, hard as iron, he harshly swept through the air, even streaming white Qi between his fingers.

"Feng Jun, take my punch!!!"

The roaring sound exploded, sounding like a giant snake hissing!

Feng Jun’s typically unchanging expression suddenly shifted; he felt as if a volcano was awakening inside Bai Xiao’s body, a terrifying power roaring forth like molten magma, massively threatening to inundate everything!

"Sword Waterfall!"

The blade swung out in an instant, countless forceful stabs connected into one, forming a wildly rushing waterfall of black light in a blink.

Clang!!!

In the fierce explosion, amidst the blaze of fire.

A black and red fist, violently thrusting forward.

Forcefully shattered the black sword lights obstructing the way.

Boom!

Feng Jun was suddenly violently thrown back, his powerful arms trembling, the base of his palm split open, blood oozing out. His body exhibited signs of unstable frequency.

"You..."

"I was just about to leave, didn’t expect to keep tangling with you!"

Feng Jun frowned, speaking somewhat breathlessly.

"Too late!!!"

A trace of ruthlessness flashed across Bai Xiao’s face, as he suddenly took a fierce step forward!

The black and red giant shadow burst through the air, fists enveloped in searing Qi.

"Attack! Slaughter! Annihilation!"

"Deathblow! Demon Lion Roar Sword!"

A surging wave of black flames instantly engulfed Bai Xiao.