The Blood Slaughter Master was sent flying a great distance in mid-air, then heavily splashed down into the seawater.
Opposite him, Zhang Xiaoshan, although significantly exhausted, was uninjured.
"Swish!"
Zhang Xiaoshan moved like a fleeting shadow, catching up to Blood Slaughter with incredible speed.
He stomped down hard, his foot landing heavily on Blood Slaughter's chest.
"Now, do you concede?"
Zhang Xiaoshan looked at Blood Slaughter, whom he had stepped on the sea surface, and spoke with a calm tone.
At this moment, Blood Slaughter's eyes were filled with alarm and even terror!
When he came from Hongmen, he never imagined he would encounter such a situation today!
He had executed the three-sword technique of his Master Xiang Nantian, and the God Realm techniques he developed himself.
Yet even after doing all this, he still was no match for the young man before him.
At this moment, Blood Slaughter Master could hardly believe this was real.
