Chu Fan remained unfazed, his right fist wreathed in Vajra Gang Qi as he punched straight out!
DONG!
A dull boom, like the striking of heavy leather, erupted. The seemingly indestructible Black Shield rippled violently, its center caving inward as a visible dent appeared. The shield's eerie glow dimmed by more than half.
Chu Fan's Fist Momentum didn't falter. His fist scraped past the shield's edge and shot upward, meeting the descending Thunder Sword Qi head-on!
CRACKLE!
The lightning exploded, and the Sword Qi shattered into a shower of sparks that filled the air.
A faint white mark was all that remained on Chu Fan's fist, but it vanished in an instant, erased by the flowing golden light. His skin wasn't even scratched.
The masked woman panicked. Pushing her speed to the limit, she used the Ghost Shadow Illusionary Body Step, trying to put some distance between herself and Chu Fan.
But how could Chu Fan let her escape?
