บท 1150: Red Snow King

"Bang!"

Two formidable forces clashed, and the force of the red-haired youth quickly gained the upper hand.

Jian Wushuang's Blood Mountain Sword was forced slightly aside, and the long red spear continued to rush toward the chest of Jian Wushuang.

"Clang!"

It sounded like a clunk of metal smashing into metal when the spear hit Jian Wushuang's scarlet-robe, which was actually his Blood-killing Plate Armor.

The robe absorbed 90 percent of the spear's energy, but the remaining energy still spread into his body, causing considerable damage to him.

He felt as if his insides had been set on fire and spouted out a mouthful of blood.

"How come he's so powerful?" He cast a vigilant look at the red-haired youth.

Before the spear hit him, its powers had been eroded by the Quicksand Realm and the sandstorms and then been counteracted by his First Move of the Heaven's Bane.

However, it still severely wounded him.