"Su... Su... Su Chen..." In the distance, Liu Kuo struggled, his body and divine soul about to be annihilated by the beams of Dark Oblivion. He stared fixedly at Su Chen, his eyeballs blood-red and swollen. He felt unwilling, he was Liu Kuo! Ranked in forties on the Heavenly Dao list, a future supreme expert! And yet... to die like this? Liu Kuo glared at Su Chen with resentment and unwillingness, but mostly regret and disbelief.

Even in death, he refused to believe that a twenty-seven-year-old boy of Fixed Character Eternal Domain could kill him.

"Su... Su Chen..."

"Damn it!"

"Young Master Liu!"

"Kill!"

"Signal Young Master Yuan."

......

Within the next moment, Zheng Ci, Wang Zhixing, Bai Mu, and others all turned pale and flushed with fury, their hearts pounding with resonating shock, and their bodies trembled with awe.

Liu Kuo actually died just like that!

Such trembling terror, indescribable.

Such fear, immeasurable.

Even for Zheng Ci and Wang Zhixing, these Seventh Level Heavenly Dao realm existences, they forgot how to breathe, forgot to blink, only able to stare at Su Chen, stare fixedly.

The swordmen like a sea of people there were even more petrified, one by one unable to react to the shock from earlier.

Su Chen!

Too ruthless!

The instant he appeared, it was a one-hit kill on Liu Kuo!

No words could describe such sheer violent shock.

"Hmph." In the same second, Shen Yiyao made her move. Clearly, she had cultivated a special movement technique. With a flick of her form, she appeared like a fairy in white. Her movements were ghostly and ethereal, flowing like the wind, merging into the air. The Laws of Wind accompanied her, one slender hand holding a longsword while the other gracefully pinched a tree-rooted purple needle.

"You..." Wang Zhixing's face became even paler, his eyes trembling. He felt danger, incredibly intense danger.

Shen Yiyao's strength was far stronger than his.

Her realm itself differed by a level.

Moreover, Shen Yiyao was the Little Princess of the Eternal Wild Divine Pavilion. Who knew how much private stash and secret techniques her father must have given her?

Being targeted by Shen Yiyao was like an ordinary person being targeted by a ravenous tiger.

Simultaneously with Shen Yiyao's move, Su Chen also moved.

Inside his body, vast forces were surging, roaring!

The Mysterious Beast Bone activated.

Three Powers Transformation boiled.

Old Dragon's Power also bellowed.

The Heavens Stars Great Array was ever excited.

At this moment, Su Chen unleashed his combat power completely!!!

Pure physical strength reached the staggering number of 1,500 billion Dragon's Force.

"Die!" Su Chen roared, without using Dark Oblivion, without using Earth Witch Mountain, nor Sky Extinguishing Sword.

Just fists!

Dominating like this.

Strength terrifying to the ultimate degree, breaking all with force alone.

Being targeted by Su Chen, Zheng Ci only felt as if he had fallen into an icy abyss. Previously, he had looked down and despised Su Chen, but now he was utterly terrified and solemn.

In his eyes, Su Chen's figure seemed like a terrifying mountain rolling steadily towards him.

That dominance, oppression, suffocating evil Qi made the pressure reach its peak, stifling breath.

The survival instinct boiled, no matter how terrified or trembled Zheng Ci felt, at this moment, he could only fight!

As for escape? Don't even think about it. Before, when Liu Kuo faced the piercing sword rhythm needle, he wanted to flee, could he escape? How did it end? That scene was still vivid.

Zheng Ci knew clearly the only chance for survival was to fight!

Not to win against Su Chen, at least to resist, at least to hold on until Senior Brother Yuan returns.

"Azure Dragon Slash!" Zheng Ci dared not hold back at all. His wrist trembled madly, Mysterious Qi spent recklessly, pouring fiercely into the black thin sword in his hand, which sang and trembled. The furious killing intent and fierce aura condensed into a sharp, dazzling Azure Dragon Sword Light.

Hiss!

Zheng Ci's wrist flicked.

The sword light flew directly towards.

Locked onto Su Chen's fist.

However.

What terrified Zheng Ci and made him unable to believe, what terrified everyone present and made them unable to believe was that when Su Chen faced the fierce, sharp, cruel, piercing, killing-intent surging, strange Azure Dragon Slash sword moves, the fist of his physical body had no intention of dodging, retreating, avoiding, switching moves.

Furthermore, there was not even a hint of emotion on Su Chen's face, seemingly not even seeing the Azure Dragon Slash coming at him.

Arrogance? Zheng Ci felt ecstatic in his heart, these two words emerged in his mind, Su Chen had underestimated.

In the next moment.

Boom!!!

Su Chen's punch collided directly with the Azure Dragon Slash.

A trickle of red spurted from Su Chen's fist, like a watermelon suddenly being split open.

On Su Chen's fist, there appeared a glaring, bone-revealing sword scar.

Needless to say, Zheng Ci ultimately was of Seventh Level of the Heavenly Dao realm; his strength was still quite decent. Although definitely inferior to Liu Kuo, all-out and hitting Su Chen's fist with his sword was no problem at all.

Zheng Ci's eyes showed a glint of joy, feeling more at ease.

Yet, as he felt this joy, a sliver of red appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Su Chen's fist strength, too terrifying. At the moment his fist collided with Zheng Ci's sword, even though his black thin sword was extremely fine, it still transmitted a massive force back through the black thin sword, crashing into his body, injuring his internal organs somewhat.

In an instant.

"Boom boom boom..."

What made Zheng Ci's previously joyous mood plunge into the abyss again was that although Su Chen's fist was injured, why? Why? Why did that punch continue to pound towards him? Why did that punch seem entirely unaffected? Why did he feel that terrifying power of death gather even more intensified and vast?

It was like seeing a ghost.

Zheng Ci's pupils nearly ruptured.

Most chillingly was that he clearly saw the slash mark made by his black thin sword on Su Chen's fist, huge, long, deep, but by a turn of the eye...

Like an illusion.

On Su Chen's fist, the wound was gone, truly gone, not mistaken.

What on earth is happening?

Simply witnessing a ghost?

Zheng Ci's shocked heart nearly torn apart, the surrounding onlookers, the sea of people swordmen similarly shocked losing their thoughts and minds.

They too noticed the scar on Su Chen's fist disappearing entirely in a flash.

Completely defying nature.

Completely beyond thought.

Completely impossible!

But the truth indeed happened.

Undying and indestructible that terrifying.

"Damn!!! Netherworld Reversal Slay!" Zheng Ci screamed madly.

He felt the scent of death getting closer and closer, not willing, unwilling to die just like this.

He must live, must.

He employed the Netherworld Reversal Slay, a move even stronger than Azure Dragon Slash.

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