Slaying Prince Maitu

Upon the ruins.

Lu Chuan held the Epoch Blade in his hand, Blade Intent soaring to the sky around him, his edge fully revealed. He collided madly with Prince Maitu.

At this moment, he no longer hid his own strength, and unleashed everything he had.

For a time, Blade Light flickered, and within ten thousand meters around him, everything was instantly enveloped by Blade Qi filling the sky.

Every strike was enough to startle stone and shatter heaven.

"Hahaha... exhilarating, exhilarating..."

Lu Chuan swung his War Blade, and all kinds of slaughtering Divine Abilities erupted in full at this moment. As Blade Qi crisscrossed, it contained a terrifying soul impact, immediately making Prince Maitu opposite him suffer unspeakably.

His face had long since turned gloomy as water.

In his heart, he could not help cursing inwardly: Damn it, when did the Human Race produce such a perverted monster? This guy's cultivation realm clearly isn't that strong, but his combat power is actually above mine.

And... does he not know fatigue? Why is it that the more he fights, the stronger his attacking power becomes...

Prince Maitu was truly depressed.

He swung the long spear in his hand, desperately resisting Lu Chuan's overwhelming Blade Qi attacks, always feeling as if he had somehow been turned into a whetstone.

The more he fought, the more stifled he felt inside.

At the beginning, he had still been able to fight Lu Chuan head-on, battling him to a draw.

But as time passed, he felt as though he had fallen into Lu Chuan's combat rhythm. Not only was he being led around by the nose by Lu Chuan, every attack he made was easily blocked by Lu Chuan.

Yet he himself was gradually becoming unable to withstand Lu Chuan's attacks.

The more Lu Chuan