Just as he was about to kill Zhao Yinshun under his palm, De Songmi Zhuo trembled all over, only to feel a sad sword intent piercing the center of his eyebrows, cutting open the round mountain-like realm!

In the spiritual perception of Sangbo Zanqi and others, the dark golden sun that overwhelmed everything on the battlefield cracked a gap, and a giant sword as white as snow suddenly came out of its sheath, tearing open the invisible force that suppressed the world.

Weili, show your own majesty!

"Mythical Sword Domain!"

Without any words, everyone noticed the majestic and sacred sword intent, and involuntarily turned their attention to the blurry figure on the ninth jade steps.

How does this sword intent... resemble the majesty of the [Emperor]?!

It’s all about the oppressive feeling of dominating the world, taking life and death, and dominating everything...

The brief doubts passed away in a flash, and the changes on the battlefield quickly drew everyone's attention. As his mind was cut, Tokusatsumi's powerful and heavy palm trembled slightly, revealing obvious flaws.

Zhao Yinshun used his true energy to no longer fight hard, but used his strength to push aside the giant palm coming toward his head.

In an instant, the chest with the middle door wide open appeared in front of the young man in white.

The five fingers gathered together to form a triangular pyramid, and the sharp-shooting arm tore through the body's protective aura and stabbed straight into the heart.

When~

The sharp and harsh sound of metal friction vibrated the eardrums, and the irresistible brute force reverberated along the arm, knocking Zhao Yinshun flying into the air.

Bang~

It felt like it was hit by a piece of reactive armor, and the boy in white flew out uncontrollably, creating a ravine of tens of meters on the ground.

"Is it fun?!"

His chest muscles were bulging several feet thick, and the bowl-sized wound on his heart was squirming and closing. The muscles all over his body were like a giant python tangled and moving under his skin, and he walked towards Zhao Yinshun step by step with a sinister smile.

"I feel a little bit..."

Slowly raising his body, Zhao Yinshun held his arm and punched it hard. With a click, the dislocated joint was reattached alive by him.

Seeing that he still refused to repent in this situation, the anger in Deson Mizuo's chest burned even more fiercely.

"Arrogant! Do you really think you can defeat me with your current state?"

boom!

He sprinted and punched Zhao Yinshun's afterimage, and the terrifying power poured into the ground, raising the cone-shaped area nearly 100 meters in front of him.

But at this time, he lost the restraint of his domain. With Zhao Yinshun's quick agility and the terrifying reflection speed of [High Dimensional Vision], he was always able to survive devastating attacks with ease.

For a moment, ghostly white afterimages flickered on the battlefield, and from time to time they seized on Tokusatsu Mizo's own weaknesses and used them to counterattack.

But the powerful attack on the body of a god and demon was like scratching an itch. Instead, Zhao Yinshun himself was hit by a continuous backlash that seeped into his internal organs, and traces of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

"Arrogant! Arrogant! Are you trying to stand up to me with your bare hands as a mortal? I think you clearly don't take me seriously!"

Roar!

The shrill roar of the dragon was deafening, and the giant palm that covered the sky and sun pressed down in the air, completely sealing off Zhao Yinshun within ten meters of him.

However, this kind of range attack may be fatal to other genius saints, but it is not irresistible to Zhao Yinshun, who also possesses the [Indestructible Body Supernatural Power] and has a real body attribute of [Abyss Level]!

【Floating Dream Shadow Sword】!

Bah~

The giant palm moved like a sword, and a long and narrow gap was torn open in the huge palm that looked like a cloud hanging from the sky. The ghost-like white figure flashed along the gap and disappeared tens of meters away in an instant.

"Ho! Can the majestic Damin Wu Anjun only know how to run?!"

Single-target attacks failed to hit, range attacks did no damage, and his fatal weaknesses were gradually exposed, which made Desommithuo even more furious.

boom!

The next second, a pair of fleshy palms were printed on his vest. Tokusatsu Mizuo was not surprised but overjoyed. The ferocious knotted latissimus dorsi muscles bulged high, and the energy was repulsed by the sharp energy poured into his body.

With the [Golden Wheel] body protection and the unpredictable realm of [Vajra Indestructible Body], Tokusatsu Mizo knows that any attack on him is actually hurting the enemy himself!

As long as the opponent cannot penetrate the mythical law that protects you, the damage caused by the shock alone can consume the enemy alive!

Bang!

Once again being knocked several dozen meters away, Zhao Yinshun adjusted his body shape in mid-air and touched the ground as lightly as a fallen leaf.

Seeing the blood slowly overflowing from the corners of the white-clothed young man's mouth, Tokusatsu Mizuo raised the corners of his mouth ferociously.

"Wu Anjun, are you still playing?"

The handsome young man slowly closed his eyes and lowered his head in silence.

Seeing his appearance, De Songmi Zhuo's violent pupils narrowed ferociously, and he let out a deep roar that shook his soul.

"Your current posture is nothing but self-humiliation!"

"Tongshen! Draw your sword!"

"Show your godly side and compete with me!!"

A new project has started, and overtime work has gradually become more frequent. I didn't get home until ten o'clock today. I can only try my best to keep updating, but I cannot guarantee that it will be updated on time. Please forgive me.

Sigh... I seem to be suffering from heat stroke. I endured the headache and finished coding this chapter. Please vote for me~
Chapter completed!