Among those of the same rank, none could defeat him—Su Xin had just given them a vivid demonstration of that fact.
Several Soul Fusion Realm experts attacked at once. A cold, sinister aura suddenly surged around Su Xin, and endless icy true qi mixed with the deathly aura of hell engulfed everything within several hundred zhang. Even Zuo Wujiang felt a chill run through his body at that terrifying presence, a flicker of shock appearing in his eyes.
As for the other martial artists, beneath Su Xin's Ice Hell domain, even their true qi was frozen, slowing their movements by several degrees.
Su Xin turned his fingers into a sword, and sword qi immediately swept through the entire Ice Hell domain. No one could take those frigid swords of hell head-on. Of the dozen-plus Soul Fusion Realm martial artists present, half had been seriously wounded by Su Xin in less than a quarter of an hour!
Now, everyone truly understood. They could call King Chujiang arrogant, but they absolutely could not call him conceited, because he genuinely possessed such strength!
Seeing Su Xin charge into the crowd as though entering an uninhabited realm, Zuo Wujiang had no choice but to intervene.
Although Su Xin knew his limits and had merely injured these people without dealing them heavy blows, Zuo Wujiang still feared that the local Martial Arts World forces of Liangzhou Circuit might be so humiliated and enraged that they refused to join him against the Heroes Association. If that happened, Zuo Wujiang would truly be left dumbfounded.
Thus, with a flicker of movement, Zuo Wujiang appeared before Su Xin. His hands formed seals as violent true qi exploded forth. The faint phantom of a heavenly god emerged behind him. When Su Xin's sword qi struck his seal technique, a