There were two powers that the [Soul Stealing Heaven Strike] had.

One was that it ignored all the footwork the opponent had, nearing instantly.

The second was that it could seal away all the inner yuan of the opponent for a moment.

Light flashed by.

Ye Qingyu darted by the rumbling tiger's aura around Zhao Shanhe, appearing in front of him.

Zhao Shanhe's expression changed.

He had full and utter confidence in himself, but he was still surprised by this abnormal technique. With Ye Qingyu's strength, he should have absolutely no way of breaking past his tiger's aura, but he instantly came before him.

But it was only just a surprise.

He lifted his hand.

HIs right hand transformed into the paw of a primordial tiger.

"Scram!"

Zhao Shanhe smiled.

HIs tiger's paw, was like slapping away a fly, landing on the [Little Shang sword].

Boom!

A power that was like a mountain was released, advancing.

Ye Qingyu's expression changed, turning red instantly. A trace of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth. The [Little Shang sword] in his hand flew out, a sharp...