Suppressing Saints
編輯: Henyee Translations
Zhu Dongkui strode forwards, and greeted the fire dragon. He grabbed hold of the fire dragon in a single move, then exerted force with both hands. Pa, this fire dragon was forcibly torn apart by him.
F***, this was too violent, wasn't it?
Ling Han felt his head go numb from watching. Just how strong was this Zhu Dongkui?
No, no, no, this Zhu Dongkui should have been formed from a sliver of intent from the Descending Heaven Holy Emperor. Even a sliver of intent was so powerful. It was really unimaginable just how powerful this Holy Emperor had once been.
Zhu Dongkui threw away the fire dragon, and continued to charge towards the Fire Leaving Saint. Brandishing his palms, endless Regulations turned into swords that shot towards the Fire Leaving Saint.
Just how strong was he?