Eight Forms of Famous Swords, Is That All the Strength You Have?

Amid the howling wind and torrential rain, Jiang Dali used his hand as a saber. The instant he slashed out, his body also entered the Golden Bell Indestructible Body state, and his left elbow immediately followed with a crushing strike.

The Rogue King nearly regained his senses at the same moment. He clasped his hands and pushed them forward, bringing them together as his Heavenly Human aura erupted. A wall of qi instantly condensed before him.

Clang!!!

The qi wall suddenly exploded, and the shockwave swept the surrounding curtain of rain in all directions. The Rogue King arched backward and flipped through the air, his sleeves billowing as he slowly fell toward the sedan behind him. With a bang, he slammed into it, causing the sedan to shudder violently and burst apart.

This lightning-fast exchange appeared to be a simple, unadorned clash of force. In truth, after falling a step behind, the Rogue King had instantly unleashed three supreme techniques in succession, relying on speed swifter than sparks and thunderbolts to block Jiang Dali's savage right-hand saber and left fist.

If it had been an ordinary Heavenly Human expert, even if he had taken that blow, he would have been half-dead.

Yet the Rogue King's true qi was as unfathomable as a vast ocean, inseparably linked to his entire body. He had actually endured it head-on. Only after landing did a "-229!" concussion injury appear above his head, revealing an immensely long health bar that was nearly eighty percent of Jiang Dali's. His surging Qi and Blood also calmed in an instant.

"The Three Flowers have already condensed!?"

Jiang Dali stared at the Rogue King, who had just regained his footing, his expression filled with surprise.

With their auras locked, Jiang Dali could sense that once the other man entered