Yang Chen at the End of His Rope?

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Zheng controlled the White Feather Fan and gave it a fierce sweep, instantly blowing out the oncoming Star Fire!!

Yang Chen had to admit that a mid-grade Profound Heaven Treasure truly deserved its name. It could even blow out his Star Fire, a remarkably rare feat.

But unfortunately.

What his Star Fire lacked least was quantity. So long as he wished it, the Star Fire could spread across several kilometers and burn endlessly!

Blowing out a small portion of the Star Fire had no effect on him whatsoever!

"Moreover, my fourth move is not Star Fire!" Yang Chen waved his hand.

Han Zheng had only just proudly extinguished the Star Fire when, in the next moment, a terrible premonition rose within him. In an instant, a bolt of thunder crashed down.

With a bang, Han Zheng felt his body stiffen.

"Ah!" Han Zheng screamed.

That was not all. The second, third, fourth, and fifth bolts followed in one breath, without the slightest hesitation!

The Five Thunders Orthodox Method was Yang Chen's fourth move!

Han Zheng's entire body had been struck numb. He stood there stiffly in place, yet he had not died.

Yang Chen knew Han Zheng was not dead either.

After all, Han Zheng was a genius martial artist at the True Martial Realm sixth level, a genius painstakingly nurtured by the Ling Nü Sect. He surely had no shortage of trump cards. How could he possibly die so easily?

Thus, it was time for the fifth move!

"Sacred Overlord Ants!" Yang Chen released the Sacred Overlord Ants. Led by a Crimson Gold Sacred Overlord Ant, they viciously rushed toward Han Zheng, who was still paralyzed, and began tearing into him.

In the blink of an eye, the Sacred Overlord Ants surrounded