บท 1095: Absorb Thunderbolts

The world suddenly fell into silence. Even the rumbling thunder pool quieted down. Lightning arcs flickered on Ou Yangming's body. His muscles were like dragons, full of explosive power.

"Woosh, woosh!" He took a step forward, crossed his long spear, and struck forward. Without using any skill, this move was purely using power. After the 20 breaths of confrontation, the Qi momentums of him and Long Chen had intertwined together. Even if they wanted to retreat, it would be impossible. Under the traction of the air, once either of them decided to retreat, they would be faced with continuous blows and might even be defeated.

Long Chen gritted his teeth and uttered in a ruthless cold voice: "Do you think I'm afraid of you?"