The sword's tip was just about to pierce him, and despair filled Guan Tianyue's eyes.
But at that very moment, Xu Chongshan suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
His body's aura broke, and he was sent flying backward by a blast of Black Death True Qi.
Guan Tianyue, having narrowly escaped death, leaped forward and threw a palm strike, intending to finish off this powerful foe.
Just then, a figure flashed by. Zuo Qingshuang caught the falling Xu Chongshan and sent out a palm strike of her own.
The two streams of True Qi collided with a deafening BOOM that shook the entire hall.
Guan Tianyue staggered back two steps, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
Zuo Qingshuang remained motionless, but her gaze snapped sharply toward Li Nanchen.
"When?"
As the word left her lips, she violently spat out a mouthful of blood!
'Xu Chongshan's hate-filled strike should have been a fatal blow to Guan Tianyue.'
'Even my own palm strike should have injured him.'
