Begging for Mercy
But that single sword strike contained an immense amount of sword force, which rampaged through his body. If he hadn't used the power of rules to suppress it, the force would have torn him apart from within by now.
Forcibly suppressing the rampaging sword force, the old man in plain clothes glared at Bi Fan, his eyes filled with venom. If looks could kill, he would have killed Bi Fan hundreds of times over already.
"Did you block it?" Bi Fan said slowly, looking at the old man. "As expected of a late-stage Chaos Divine Venerable. Even my full-strength Heaven-Opening Sword Force couldn't kill you!"
Feeling the strength he'd expended from repeatedly unleashing the Heaven-Opening Sword, Bi Fan furrowed his brow slightly.
He had pushed the Black Hole Core within him to its limit. Chaos Spirit Qi from several hundred yards around surged toward him, pouring into his body to replenish his strength.
Looking at the old man in plain clothes, Bi Fan raised his sword once more and unleashed a surging sword force.
Boom!
A Heaven-Opening Sword Force, faster than the last, slashed straight toward the old man, carrying the force to cleave through everything.
But though it was faster, the sword force it contained was considerably weaker than the previous strike.
Even so, the fluctuations it gave off made the old man's eyelids twitch.
"Not good!"
The old man could no longer spare a thought for the sword force rampaging inside him. He frantically summoned the power of rules, forming layer upon layer of walls before him.
The Heaven-Opening Sword Force struck the walls of rules and slowed, but it continued to cut forward. Seeing this, the old man grew even more alarmed and drove the power of rules into an even greater frenzy.
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