BAM!
A whip-like kick, swift as a dragon's tail, viciously struck Daoist Guanshan in the back. He was sent flying dozens of yards, crashing through and collapsing half a pavilion!
Dust and debris rolled like a Furious Tide, but Xu Yunfan's figure stood tall and motionless within it.
The Nine Profound Dragon Whip pointed diagonally toward the ground. As its body trembled, the faint cry of a dragon could be heard. With every breath it seemed to take, visible ripples spread through the air.
He practiced a Horizontal Training True Skill, his bones and sinews like they were forged from Profound Iron. His Dragon Scale Armor was a Tier Eight Divine Weapon, and every single scale flowed with an ultimate Spiritual quality.
Chu Sheng's seemingly ferocious attacks were like ants trying to shake a great tree; they left not even the slightest mark on him.
When their True Qi collided, brilliant sparks flew from the Dragon Scale Armor, yet not even the faintest crack appeared.
