His strength and defense were both extremely formidable.
Finally, Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer began to whirl as he ran forward. It was none other than the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer.
This would be a clash between the strong.
Did Jiang Chen still dare to boast that he would not use his Martial Soul? Everyone watched in eager anticipation.
Even Bibi Dong was staring intently at her disciple.
"Haha, good timing!" Jiang Chen laughed. He had already activated his zombie body, causing his physical defense and strength to surge once more.
His zombie cultivation had already reached Level Six, equivalent to a Soul Emperor. How could he fear these people?
As they neared Jiang Chen, Tai Long and the massive Hell White Tiger suddenly split apart to either side, revealing Tang San behind them.
By now, Tang San's Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer had been stacked to thirty-six strikes. Its power was already terrifying as it smashed down toward Jiang Chen's head.
At the same time, Tai Long and the Hell White Tiger attacked from both flanks.
For a moment, Jiang Chen was under attack from three directions.
"Without using his Martial Soul, he's bound to lose!" someone commented.
"Heh, does he even have time to use his Martial Soul now?"
"Heh." Jiang Chen sneered and suddenly looked toward Tai Long on his left.
The man resembled a vajra, his body covered in hard black fur. His enormous fist glowed with black light as it hurtled toward Jiang Chen like a meteor.
The Strength Clan pursued the ultimate in power. Though Tai Long was only a Soul Elder, the amplification from his soul skills had made his strength exceedingly terrifying.
Tai Long had worn a savage grin, but when Jiang Chen locked onto him, it felt as though he had been