Chapter 698 – Threaten

… … … The heaven-step white spear, along with the battle spirit fused into it—just what sort of terrifying smashing strength did it have? From Xing Ying's elbow and downwards, his entire arm had been ruined. All of his bones there had been crushed to smithereens and his arm looked like a pile of gooey mud; even the tiles had been shattered by the force. Xing Yang held onto his wrist as he howled in excruciating pain. If he had top-quality medicines, then it would still be...