Slapping Randeng

"Randeng is here."

Kong Xuan smiled as he looked at the two of them, then suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction they had come from. "Run, or fight?"

"Run!"

Lu Chuan said, since Yin Jiao's life and death were still more important.

Yin Jiao had just used all his strength to sacrifice the Seal of Heaven-Turning, and there was almost no magic power left in his body. If he ran into Guangchengzi, he would be no match at all.

What surprised him, though, was that Ji Fa had actually cultivated to the peak of the Martial Way as well.

A body at the peak of the Martial Way, the Human King's world-suppressing power, plus the emperor's qi that ten thousand arts could not invade—this Ji Fa seemed to have already become another king-level existence.

A king before the Human King's orthodoxy had been decided could also be called a king, but he was not the Human King.

The distinction between the two was the orthodoxy of the Human Race.

Becoming a king was extremely difficult, but obtaining and gathering the orthodoxy of all the Human Race under heaven, and becoming the common lord and Human King who commanded the Human Race beneath the heavens, was harder upon harder still.

Also, there could forever be only one Human King.

Thus, the struggle for the one and only Human King had existed since ancient times, but the fiercest instance had to be the one after the Nong Emperor.

At that time, the Human Race had produced three great kings in all: Chiyou, Xuanyuan, and the Flame Emperor...

If there could have been three Human Kings, they would certainly have been able to develop the Human Race to become even stronger. Unfortunately, there could only be one Human King, so