Sword Divides Life and Death (Part 1)

"Tiger!"

Old Blade, whom Wang Chen had sent flying with a palm strike, flipped through the air and landed on all fours.

He threw back his head, his eyes glaring wide as an enraged roar rumbled from his throat. His face flushed crimson, and mottled yellow-and-black patterns actually emerged across his skin.

A fierce, striped tiger Dharma Image abruptly manifested behind Old Blade.

It bared its fangs and brandished its claws at Wang Chen!

The high-level Purple Mansion cultivator's sunken chest swelled back out, returning to normal in the blink of an eye.

There was not the slightest sign that he had been injured.

At the same time, Zhu Jiu's expression changed dramatically. Pointing at Wang Chen, he barked, "Like a Mountain!"

Though only two words, he spoke them with immense gravity.

Wang Chen immediately felt a powerful force descend upon him, as though a mountain had come crashing down on his head, unbearably heavy.

His qi and blood and mana both froze solid.

"Zhenyue!"

Zhu Jiu pointed again and shouted. His bulging eyeballs looked as though they were about to pop from their sockets.

The crushing pressure upon Wang Chen instantly increased by half!

An ordinary Purple Mansion cultivator would likely have been crushed alive by Zhu Jiu's spell by now.

Yet Wang Chen remained standing ramrod straight.

He turned his head toward Zhu Jiu. Purple light flickered in his originally pitch-black eyes.

The next moment, the Great Majestic Heavenly Dragon Dharma Image emerged behind Wang Chen!

A pair of dragon eyes blazing with fierce flames fixed upon Zhu Jiu, then suddenly opened wide in a roar.

The dragon's roar was soundless, yet Zhu Jiu seemed to have suffered a heavy blow. He staggered back three steps involuntarily, scarlet blood seeping simultaneously from his nose, mouth, eyes, and ears.