At this moment, Zheng Xinqing watched Ren Feifan, and it seemed to her that he was the true Thunder God of this place, controlling the power of thunder and lightning!
"Bang!"
Ren Feifan, gripping the lightning in his hand, grabbed the Black Sword enveloped by countless bolts of lightning that Zheng Xinqing had slashed down!
"Shatter for me!"
Ren Feifan roared in anger, and to Zheng Xinqing's astonishment, the Black Sword in her hand actually shattered, and a terrifying pressure swept toward Zheng Xinqing!
"Pfft!"
Zheng Xinqing's body was sent flying backward, and from the corner of her mouth, she spat out a mouthful of fresh blood!
She was no match for the frenzied state of Ren Feifan!
Although the strike was satisfying, Ren Feifan felt the True Qi in his Dantian flow rapidly, fortunately, he had the Soul Dropping Stone from the ancestral hall of the First Emperor's Bronze Man, which was constantly replenishing his True Qi.