Chương 110: Demon Fighter Nine Ranks!

The elder’s ear twitched; a surprised expression overtook the bright smile on his face. With his toes pressing on the ground, he lightly bent his knees and pushed himself backwards. The stick made of wet clothes barely missed him; it struck the elder’s nose but missed by half an inch. The wind that was created as the by-product of this strike was powerful as well; the elder felt like knives were cutting on his skin when the wind blew by.

After Qian Jin missed the first strike, he stomped on the ground forcefully and leapt forward like a hungry tiger. He leaped about six meters; his physical strength with his warrior power was quite explosive. It instantly left a deep mark on the ground and cracked up the firm and frozen soil. Some soil that was as firm as rock was sent into the air, and Qian Jin looked like a heavy armored cavalier who was charging forward on a war horse that had iron horseshoes.