Saint King Arm and Heavenly King Fist
翻訳者: Larbre Studio 編集者: Larbre Studio
Martial Saint Canglan's expression changed drastically. With her cultivation, her Sword Seven was extremely powerful when she used her full strength. How could Situ Fengcheng block it so easily?
Looking hard, she saw that Situ Fengcheng's arm was translucent, as if carved out of bloody jade. It was completely different from the skin on his neck. The two fingers actually had dense Rules of Saintly Way wrapped around them, forming a small Rules of Saintly Way vortex.
Crack!
Situ Fengcheng snapped his fingers. An explosive force was sent to Martial Saint Canglan through the saint sword, sending her flying to the left.
He curled his fingers back and clenched his hand into a fist. Bloody Qi flowed across his fist like a river. He punched the air.
Flying in the air, Martial Saint Canglan hurriedly crossed her sword to block it. Sword Qi surged out of the sword. It formed a semi-transparent bell that enveloped her.
Boom!