"Die!" Lěng Yè plummeted from the clouds like a shooting star, his entire body wreathed in fierce momentum. The red-tasseled spear in his hand flashed like a streak of cold light as he drove it straight into Fan Qingyun's heart, pinning him firmly to the peak of the mountain. With a mighty impact, the mountain summit erupted in a shower of earth and stone, while the surrounding air seemed to be sliced by a sharp blade, hissing aloud. Fan Qingyun's blood trickled slowly down the spear shaft, soaking into the soil of the mountain peak and releasing a thick smell of blood. Lingering spiritual power fluctuations remained in the sky, and though the multicolored lights gradually dissipated, they still testified to the intensity of the battle.
"Old bastard! Even dead, you still dare to come and provoke me!" Lěng Yè spat out a mouthful of blood, staggering back a few steps on trembling legs as he gasped heavily for air. His chest heaved violently, and weariness covered his face, yet his gaze still retained an unyielding resolve.
"Well fought, Lěng Yè!" Yingnu couldn't help praising him, a hint of relief in her eyes. "Are you alright?" Frowning slightly, she looked at Lěng Yè with concern.
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