The length of his knife was greater than the opponent's, and the downward slash bore a more domineering and fierce strength, yet it didn't yield any advantage.
He stared intently at Shen Wang.
Nine streams of purple dragon-shaped currents spiraled like serpents, causing Shen Wang's muscles to expand, making his body grow taller by a circle, enveloped by airtight blue-black spiritual essence, emitting the sound of tidal waves.
"Dragon-Suppressing Force! You have also cultivated the Body Refining Technique!"
Xie Xianlong spoke in a deep voice, "I truly did not expect anyone could cultivate such a difficult body refining technique to this level."
He adjusted his breathing, the heated air igniting the nearby debris, gripping his Yanyue Blade with both hands: "Unfortunately, in front of my Hundred Tempered Battle Armor, it's still not enough."
