Ye Chenfeng was already unable to dodge.
A punch struck his chest, a cloud of blood mist erupted, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
He Yuantian did not stop his attack, his speed remained at its peak, as did his power.
He aimed to crush Ye Chenfeng into pulp using the most direct and brutal method.
Ye Chenfeng continually exhibited the Aurora footwork, but could only occasionally dodge He Yuantian's attacks.
Most of the punches and palms landed directly on his body.
In a short moment, Ye Chenfeng was drenched in blood, his clothes completely stained red, and his steps rapidly retreated.
But just then.
He Yuantian halted: "It seems your bones are hard enough; merely using simple attacks to crush you into pulp is not easy. Then I shall first make you lose your fighting power!"
As the words fell.
He Yuantian's hands revealed a blue longsword, and black spiritual energy abruptly surged into it.
