The battle looked like a turn-based game—a pure contest of power, one round after another. It was utterly ridiculous!
If anyone were watching from the sidelines, they would have laughed their heads off!
But only Jiang Huaijin and Qin Hongbin knew the bitterness of their own struggle. This fighting style was truly born of desperation.
The Corpse Demon was incredibly fast, and the Demonic Qi erupting from its claws was absurdly powerful. Neither of them could withstand a direct hit. If they dared to separate, they would be killed in a single blow!
On top of that, the Corpse Demon would occasionally attack the men from the Jiang and Qin Families.
This forced Jiang Huaijin and Qin Hongbin to proactively attack it.
Even so, the Corpse Demon had still managed to slay several men from the Jiang and Qin Families.
Seeing these two old foxes suffer so miserably, Chen Cheng felt a secret sense of satisfaction.
