Chapter 737: The tenth spear, Dragon Yang!

Bu Chunfeng broke through the window and emerged outside, engaging Cao Sha in an aerial battle.

The two exchanged blows in mid-air, constantly shifting positions, their speed absurdly fast.

Su Ming immediately mounted his sword to fly, pursuing them silently.

After nearly a hundred exchanges, both Bu Chunfeng and Cao Sha had sustained numerous wounds of varying sizes.

Cao Sha's chest had been pierced by a long spear, leaving a dripping blood hole.

Bu Chunfeng's shoulder had also been grazed by Cao Sha's fist, tearing away a large chunk of flesh and leaving it a bloody mess.

The two landed on a wide street, standing in opposition.

The surrounding zombies were crushed into pulp by the gale force of their combat before they could even get close.

Fluff drifted across the street, and the sunset was dim.

Cao Sha's body was heavy; every time he stepped, the asphalt road beneath his feet cracked.

"This final strike of mine will surely kill you!"

He formed seals with both hands, lowered his body, and pressed down through the air.

Woo!

A sacred Buddhist chant echoed through the air.

Subsequently, a massive Buddha palm in gold and red colors emerged from behind him, pressing down horizontally.

This Buddha palm was over two people tall, inscribed with Buddhist incantations, its pressure immense as it bore down on Bu Chunfeng.

Before the Buddha palm even made contact, Bu Chunfeng's clothes whipped violently, and he was forced back a step by the wind pressure.

Blood began to seep from his pores, a testament to the terror of Cao Sha's final strike.

Seeing this move, Su Ming also felt his breathing become labored.

He had killed many fifth-turn experts.

But he had truly never killed a half-step sixth-turn expert.

Strictly speaking, a half-step sixth-turn Venerable was still within the fifth-turn realm, not having officially broken into the sixth turn. ===== CHAPTER 739 =====