Chapter 1157 - The Cruel Blood Hand
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Peerless Battle Spirit Chapter 1157 - The Cruel Blood Hand

“HAHAHA!”

“This is what Wang Zhanxue gets for being too full of himself. He was struck face-on when the battle has just started!”

“The damage from that move is enough to leave him with a serious injury. Does he still think he can challenge five of our geniuses on his own?”

“Although the three great factions are quite powerful, it does not make the geniuses of the Middle Continent trash or ants!”

The entire glowing dojo burst into an uproar!

The elders and disciples were utterly excited!

How could they not feel excited since they had crushed in the previous two rounds?

The elders and disciples of the three great factions raised their heads slightly. They could not help but admit that the five geniuses from the Middle Continent had displayed impressive teamwork while executing their attacks, enough to earn their respect. Anyone else would be defeated straight away without a doubt.

However...

The elders and disciples of the three great factions wore grins on their faces.

This Wang Zhanxue was not just an ordinary genius on the God Ranking. He was also the subordinate of that senior.

Since the senior was so extraordinary, how could his subordinate be just average?

The Dragon Emperor and the rest of the Martial Monarchs had just let out relieved sighs in their hearts when they suddenly realized something, causing their faces to sink.

...Meanwhile, at the center of the dojo...

Wang Zhanxue’s figure was sent flying over a few dozen zhang away. The sword intent of the Icy Godly Sword had penetrated his chest, causing blood to splatter everywhere. Furthermore, there were several layers of icy intent spreading into the surroundings from the wound, trying to freeze his meridians, etc.

How could anyone remain unharmed after receiving the attack of the Icy Godly Sword?

“Go back and tell the people of the three great factions, the Middle Continent might not be as powerful as the half-God region, but that doesn’t necessarily mean the cultivators of the Middle Continent are trash or ants...”

Fang Changqing stood firmly and snapped

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