"Who are you?"
Nie Renwang struggled to lift his head, his facial veins bulging as he menacingly looked at the blue-clothed figure opposite him, desperately trying to clear his fuzzy vision. Yet, he couldn't withstand the paralyzing Essence Qi within his meridians, including his Dantian, which continually destroyed his defense, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably. His brain had already begun to spin, sweat was streaming down, and the Mad Blood within him started to cool.
This was something he ought to rejoice over, but at this moment, he felt an immense sense of crisis.
Since when were there such powerful experts in the Divine Martial Country?
Even though he had already expended a great deal of Physical Strength and True Qi, in the state of Mad Blood, even while weakened, his power was several times stronger than usual, yet he was subdued by the opponent's bizarre attack in just one move.
