God Emperor

The little Divine Fire Jingmie contained in the magma penetrated the protection of the Holy Qi condensed by Zhuang Xuankong, and flooded onto him.

Seeing the hot wave coming toward him, the operation of Zhuang Xuankongs Holy Qi slowed down instantly. He felt shocked and covered his body with the Yin and Yang Chessboard, then rapidly retreated in a ghosty way.

“Zhuang Xuankong did feel restrained by fire and Masculine Qi.”

Zhang Ruochen nodded, and went on transferring the Masculine Qi in his Xuan Embryo to suppress Zhuang Xuankongs Feminine Qi.

His fingers pinched into sword sign, and displayed the Mountain-River Sword Techinque.

“Penetrate mountain and split the earth.” Abyss Ancient Sword rushed from Zhang Ruochens hand, and hit heavily like a mountain on the chest of Zhuang Xuankong.

It was a superior-class Ghost Level Sword Technique, and with Zhang Ruochens cultivation, it had given out irresistible power.

The battle sword flew out and made a low noise. Shadows with mountain- and river-like patterns were condensed surrounding it, pressing down hard.

Zhuang Xuankong was no ordinary person. He stepped onto the ground and held the chessboard with one hand. Holy Qi was seen gushing from his palm and entering the chessboard constantly.

Boom!

Abyss Ancient Sword hit the center of the Yin and Yang Chessboard, and forced Zhuang Xuankong to retreat several steps, leaving a row of footprints almost 15 cm deep.

Zhuang Xuankong shook his painful arms, and his eyes looked even gloomier.

It was a huge shame of him that he, a Sixth Level Half-Saint, should be beaten by a Fish-Dragon Realm monk. Once word got out, his reputation would be greatly affected.

“Go.”