Chapter 866: No power to counterattack, sky full of dust

This time, he did not intend to hold back; he wanted to end the battle quickly and finish off this fellow.

Immediately, Su Hang raised his right arm, his wrist vibrating slightly, and held the long spear to meet that palm.

"Boom!"

As the two palms collided, a victorious smile appeared on the man in white's face. In his eyes, Su Hang had no power to counterattack at all; how could he possibly contend with him based on his internal energy?

However, a moment later, the smile on the man in white's face stiffened.

He felt a massive shockwave rushing along his palm. His proud protective true energy disintegrated instantly, and that tyrannical force transmitted through his arm.

The crisp sound of bones breaking rang out. The man in white let out a miserable howl and was blasted directly down toward the ground.

He slammed heavily into the ground, kicking up a sky full of dust. The man in white's body twitched; clearly, he had suffered deep injuries.

"Senior Brother..." Several black-robed disciples nearby rushed over to help the man in white up, only to find his right hand dangling at his side; it was clearly broken.

"Trash!"

The man in white cursed under his breath, his face gloomy. "Kid, I admit I underestimated you. However, that is all. Killing you is still an easy task."

"Heh!"

Su Hang scoffed with disdain, sneering, "To draw a conclusion on who lives and who dies now is a bit too early."

"Still daring to be stubborn!"

The man in white laughed out of extreme anger. "Fine, I will play with you and let you see what a gap in strength really is."

"Senior Brother, let's attack together!" The other black-robed men suggested to the man in white one after another.

"Hmph!" The man in white snorted. "No need. A mere ant—why would I need my junior brothers' help? It is enough for me to handle him alone."

"Yes, Senior Brother!"

The black-robed men retreated a few steps respectfully, while each of them looked at Su Hang with mockery, as if Su Hang were about to become a corpse.

"Go to hell!"

A figure flashed before Su Hang, a long sword waving and pointing straight at Su Hang's throat.

Su Hang's brows knit tightly. This man in white was indeed much stronger than the previous two, especially that long sword, which radiated a chilling aura that made one's hair stand on end.

He blocked horizontally with his spear. With a "ding," the spear and the sword tip collided, and a massive force traveled from the spear shaft.

What great strength! Su Hang was secretly shocked; this person could actually match his own strength.

"Kid, come again."

The man in white roared, his long sword dancing into dense sword shadows like raindrops. Each strike was so fast it was staggering, instantly drowning Su Hang.

Su Hang was quick-witted and fast-handed, dancing his spear into a windmill to block most of the attacks; the occasional one that slipped through was dodged by him one by one.

Although he was at a disadvantage, Su Hang showed no signs of defeat. Conversely, the man in white fought with increasing urgency, sweat breaking out on his forehead, and a trace of restlessness began to rise in his heart.

This sense of humiliation drove him absolutely mad. ===== CHAPTER 868 =====