Prince Nalan's Inner Strength was astonishing, and the power of this palm strike was terrifying, causing Joyous Monk to spit out two mouthfuls of blood.
Joyous Monk was considered strong, immediately turning his head and lifting the Seven-Star Ancient Sword in his hand, slashing several times consecutively. However, as he turned his head, Prince Nalan had already quickly shifted to another side, again moving behind him. When he turned around again, he still couldn't see Prince Nalan.
Seeing Prince Nalan's ghostly movement technique, Helian Tiehua frowned. He knew Prince Nalan's strength was formidable, but he didn't expect Prince Nalan to have such a move, unbelievably fast, making it impossible to catch him. It seemed Joyous Monk's defeat was inevitable!
"What's... what's going on?" Ye Qing couldn't help but ask. How could anyone be this fast? Was this a ghost?
