In the valley, a streak of spear light shone!
Boom!
The long spear was like a dragon, thrusting towards Xu Zhou.
Xu Zhou's expression remained unchanged. Without any hesitation, his Qi-Blood surged, and he swung his blade.
Clang!
The long spear clashed with the long blade, weapons vibrating violently!
"Too weak!"
Zeng Chuan shouted, his Qi-Blood like a dragon pouring into the spear, which flashed and once again slashed towards Xu Zhou.
He used no combat techniques, just a simple thrust, yet it felt like a mountain crashing down, shaking the air with a buzzing sound.
Xu Zhou stayed silent, swinging his blade again, unleashing tens of thousands of kilograms of force.
Boom!
Sparks flew, as blade and spear collided, erupting with a tremendous sound.
Neither was willing to retreat, continuously clashing their weapons.
This scene left the onlookers amazed, Xu Zhou was actually holding his ground against Zeng Chuan!
