From the very beginning, this battle had entered its fiercest phase—a life-and-death slaughter!
Ao Kun was exceptionally forceful. Even without any innate advantage, he feared nothing and charged straight in, domineering beyond compare.
Han Que was likewise fearless. His battle experience was immensely rich; with broad, sweeping moves, he easily received every one of Ao Kun's attacks.
At the same time, he could counterattack. The Sword Embryo shone brilliantly and dazzlingly as it unleashed a fatal strike, cleaving open heaven and earth.
Pfft!
Ao Kun evaded, yet he was still wounded. Blood streamed from his left arm, which had nearly been severed on the spot!
It had to be said that Han Que was truly terrifying. He too had undergone countless trials of life and death, and his experience in slaughter was incomparably abundant. He had no shortcomings at all, and his reactions were swift.
"You are far too lacking!" Han Que said.
"Only the one left standing is worthy of speaking!"
Ao Kun gripped the Blood Halberd and charged in again. At the same time, he unleashed the Heaven-Stealing Immortal Records. He had become completely serious!
"This is..." Han Que revealed a strange expression. What kind of art was this, to actually make his Dao Fruit tremble?!
Unlike ordinary arts, this art seemed intent on stealing his Dao Fruit and stripping away his techniques?
"No wonder you could suppress Zhou Yan!" Han Que smiled, understanding why Zhou Yan had been suppressed by Ao Kun.
With such a Dao Art, Ao Kun indeed had the qualifications to suppress Zhou Yan, and the qualifications to make him take him seriously.
However, he merely had the qualifications!
He was different from Zhou Yan. He was the offspring of an Immortal Emperor—how could he be swayed by a mere Dao Art?
"Suppress!"
Han