Suppressing the Crown King

Sword energy crisscrossed, ten thousand sword gleams filling the air.

Su Ye's figure moved swiftly. With Kunpeng Step unleashed, his speed had reached its limit, yet even so, every time his foot landed, he felt himself under attack by sword gleams, as if those strands of sword energy had been aimed at him from beginning to end.

Could it be tracking sword energy?

His expression was startled. Whether it was or not, one force could break all techniques.

He stopped dodging and threw a punch instead. The fist radiance blazed brilliantly, lighting up all heaven and earth, as though a magnificent great world had descended, crushing everything and grinding away all those endless sword gleams.

Drip.

Drip.

Fresh blood fell, staining the ground red.

"What a powerful fleshly body."

The five-crown Crown King Jian Wu looked at Su Ye, admiration filling his eyes. He had not expected the other party to have tempered his body to such a terrifying degree at this stage, able to withstand his sword with nothing but his flesh.

Su Ye looked at his right hand, which was still dripping blood, and gave a wry smile. "Are you mocking me? I was injured by your sword."

He had held nothing back with that punch just now. It was the strongest punch he could currently throw, yet even so, it had still been broken through, leaving his hand wounded.

"But yours is only a flesh wound, while my sword was shattered by you."

The corner of Jian Wu's mouth twitched as he spoke. Radiance spread over his body, but very soon, that dazzling, sacred light dimmed. From an invincible God of War, he turned into a rotting corpse.

A hoarse voice came from his mouth as he said, "Leave this place. Although all living beings here