Xia Feng plummeted from midair, his blade carrying an overwhelming force.
When he realized that Luo Zheng actually intended to meet force with force, a strange glint flashed in his eyes, but it soon turned into a cold sneer at the corners of his mouth!
If that's the case, you're doomed to lose!
Luo Zheng had defeated Xia Yun with astonishing ease, so Xia Feng naturally felt wary of him.
In truth, Xia Yun's ability to control space on a massive scale was extraordinarily powerful. Even after transforming to several thousand zhang in height, she could still control every detail with Micro Control, allowing her to exploit openings in her sword moves to the extreme!
That ability was exceptionally effective at restraining attacks as wide open and forceful as Xia Feng's.
If Luo Zheng also avoided a direct clash like Xia Yun, slowly trapping him bit by bit, then Xia Feng would have a very high chance of losing to Luo Zheng.
But now that Luo Zheng actually wanted to engage him in a Tug of War, what did Xia Feng have to fear?
A moment later...
That slash, carrying hundreds of millions of jun of force, came crashing down toward Luo Zheng's head.
Blade met sword.
Two forces converged at a single point.
This guy's strength...
When Xia Feng's sword came down, an incredulous look appeared on his face.
The unremarkable green sword actually contained power no weaker than his own!
"Clang!"
The explosive shockwave rapidly spread in every direction. The originally flat wasteland was lifted layer by layer, while the bones embedded in the ground shot outward in all directions like sharp arrows.
After Luo Zheng unleashed that sword strike, he retreated seven or eight steps in a row, stopping only after stamping seven or eight enormous footprints