"Bang!"
The Demon Refining Spear struck the Golden Alms Bowl that Ling Xiao used to block, like a bloody lightning bolt, producing a deafening explosion.
Ling Xiao's feet sank three inches into the ground, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but the battle intent in his eyes grew even stronger.
"At least now, I can make you expend more effort!"
Ling Xiao grinned, and the Golden Alms Bowl suddenly spun out of his hand, tracing a cunning trajectory through the air, heading straight for Long Teng's temple.
Long Teng slightly tilted his head, the bowl brushing past his hair, taking a few strands with it.
"Tricks of the petty!"
He sneered, the Demon Refining Spear suddenly shifted from striking to thrusting, its tip condensing a point of scarlet light.
"Blood Demon Break!"
The red light at the spear's tip exploded abruptly, transforming into a bloodline as thin as a thread, piercing through Ling Xiao instantly.
