The Great Yan Martial Saint: Starting with the Eight Extremities Fist
Chapter 361

The city falls

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"Retreat! Scatter!" Yue Lang's voice rang hoarsely through the chaos. "Don't fight it head-on! Lure it away from the central camp!"

Meanwhile, the confrontation between Jingxuan and Moro Ke in midair had reached a fever pitch. Streaks of white light and black vapor crisscrossed and collided in the sky.

The two Profound Mastery Realm experts marshaled the power of heaven and earth, fighting fiercely in midair.

On the ground, chaos reigned. The Savage Beast slaughtered its way through the camp, and no one could stop it.

But just then, a golden streak shot out from behind the central command tent. It was Zhao Feng, holding the Nine Yang Divine Sword. Its Sword Light condensed into a sharp beam that stabbed straight toward the Savage Beast's throat. He unleashed his full combat strength, activating his perfect golden body and driving his power to its utmost limit!

The moment the Savage Beast saw him, brilliant light flared in its enormous eyes.

It roared and charged to meet him. Its claws collided with the sword light, bursting into a dazzling blaze of gold and crimson. Surging shock waves hurled away every nearby tent and all the debris scattered across the ground.

Bang! Zhao Feng was driven back more than a dozen steps. The tremendous recoil left his chest tight, his face pale, and the sweet taste of blood rising in his throat.

In raw strength, the early Profound Mastery Realm Savage Beast did indeed stand a head above him, but only a head.

This gave him a direct understanding of his strength in the middle innate realm-his full strength with his perfect golden body activated.

The Savage Beast had knocked Zhao Feng back, yet seeing that he had suffered no serious injury, a puzzled look appeared in its eyes.

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