690 I'll Recognize You Even if You Turn Into Ashes

If the gigantic seal conjured by Su Zimo's palm continued descending, his wrist would be snapped by the iron ruler in the gray-robed cultivator's hands before the latter was even injured.

Su Zimo harrumphed coldly and his eyes shone. He switched tactics immediately and instead of punching, he opened up his fingers to grab the gray-robed cultivator's iron ruler.

The gray-robed cultivator knew the consequences of this as well - his iron ruler would definitely be snatched away if Su Zimo got his hands on it.

Swash!

Retracting his attack right away, the gray-robed cultivator retreated.

Su Zimo had expected that. After missing, he strode forward and threw a punch!

The gray-robed cultivator's other hand was nimble and swiftly conjured a massive chessboard in his palm, using it to defend.

The spirit art was extremely domineering. The moment the chessboard appeared, almost all the spirit qi in the surrounding was absorbed completely!

Boom!