Whoosh......
Yang Zhun, in a furious attack, thrust his blood-colored spear across the void with a speed even faster than when he attempted to assassinate Xia Chuan earlier. The distance of over two hundred meters was covered in less than two breaths.
As the spear thrust out, behind Yang Zhun suddenly emerged a thousand-zhang green jade-colored bone shadow. The shadow had twin horns on its brow, three arms on each shoulder, and its blood-red eyes filled with murderous intent were locked on Xia Hong. Its nostrils were still flaring, as if it were a green-faced Asura emerging from purgatory, strangely eerie and exuding an overwhelming sense of oppression.
"Jade Bone Talent, and it's at the extreme level!"
Clang......
