The Divine Power landed on the ground, and all the nearby plants instantly withered.
The watching cultivators were shocked; such overwhelming toxicity.
Knowing his poison was useless against Qin Hao, Wu Qing simply charged down.
His moves were quite tricky, and extremely fast, making Qin Hao a bit surprised despite himself.
"Your Snake Fist isn't bad, but it's useless against me."
Qin Hao laughed loudly; competing in a fistfight with a Martial Art grandmaster was utterly meaningless for Wu Qing.
Blocking all of Wu Qing's moves, Qin Hao launched a counterattack, forcing Wu Qing to tremble all over and retreat frantically.
He wore an astonished expression; speaking of physical strength, he was top-tier among the hundred-strong cultivators.
However, compared to Qin Hao, Wu Qing could clearly feel the gap.
"Stop holding back, attack with full force."
Wu Jue shouted, his expression heavy.
Buzz.
