Pu!

Su Zhongwen’s mouth surged with blood, even his back caving in. His entire figure smashed into a residence in the back, the house collapsing under rumbling noises.

Li Anting’s entire body’s blood seemed to have flushed to his face, his cheeks immediately becoming purple red. Under this strike, Su Zhongwen in front of him already had no chance of living.

“Kill!”

His mouth seemed to have erupted with an explosive noise, as if all of the air in his lungs was roared out.

At the same time, his feet stomped fiercely on the ground. A bluestone well on the side was sent flying by him, smashing towards Master Painter.

A pa noise sounded. With a casual fling of his hand, a piece of bluestone that was at least a hundred jin in weight was blasted into pieces.

However, in this instant, Li Anting took three steps. His body’s aura erupted, every step creating a blast of dust, as if he crushed three gray tents in succession. With a speed that was double that of before, he forcibly rushed over to Master Painter’s side. With a hu noise, the spear in his hands carried terrifying wind noises, no longer looking like a spear, but instead more like a metal rod as it smashed at Master Painter’s...