This punch was like a roaring star blasting forth, carrying overwhelming might as it collided with the rain of arrows filling the sky.
Bang! Bang! Bang...
In an instant, every one of those arrows exploded into fragments.
"Hmph, you've got some skill!" Hong Tian sneered. A pitch-black spear appeared in his hand, and he charged forward, thrusting it out.
Buzz buzz buzz...!
A terrifying ripple erupted, freezing the surrounding void as layers of black frost swept toward Dao Lord Taichu.
Dao Lord Taichu's gaze turned sharp. He slashed out with his blade, and the blade light tore through the ice.
However, the ice rapidly regenerated. Dao Lord Taichu's expression darkened slightly. This frost could actually freeze the circulation of his magical power.
Dao Lord Taichu flew into a rage and shouted, "You think this little frost is enough to defeat me? How laughable!"
As his words fell, he grabbed a divine sword from his back, drew it from its sword sheath, and swung it at Hong Tian.
It was a violet-gold divine sword covered in inscriptions, radiating a vast and surging sword intent.
Nine Swords of Gods and Demons!
This was an ancient cultivation art he had obtained from a secret realm, incomparably powerful.
Dao Lord Taichu had already cultivated the Nine Swords of Gods and Demons to perfection. Once unleashed, this move carried an unmatched Sword Momentum, like a tiger roaring through the mountains or wolves howling beneath the heavens. The instant the sword emerged, countless rays of rosy light burst forth.
That strike seemed to transform into a peerless flood dragon, lunging toward Hong Tian to kill him.
Hong Tian's expression changed, and terror rose in his heart.
Splat...
The armor on Hong Tian's body was actually sliced open by that sword light, leaving a savage gash that