Zhengtian Zhan, after all, was a strong figure at the Nascent Soul Late Stage. Even though he was at a disadvantage, he still had the basic ability to react. He desperately stabilized his form, frantically swung the Big Mace, as black light surged, fiercely lashing out at the oncoming Fist Mark.
Boom!
After all, this mace was a top-grade Spiritual Artifact, carrying extraordinary power, shattering a Fist Mark and sweeping up a storm.
However, Zhengtian Zhan was also shaken, spitting blood again, his arm trembling, and the Big Mace almost slipped from his grip.
Boom! Boom...!
Zhengtian Zhan's techniques were outdated and slow to change. The remaining few Fist Marks hit him without any embellishment, exploding with a roar. If not for the Willow Leaf Cold Silver Armor, the terrifying shredding force would nearly have torn him to pieces.
