"Black Flash!"
A flicker of awakened cruelty flashed through El's eyes, then vanished.
After only an instant of deadlock, the dragon claw completely overpowered the Soul Chasing Sword.
Chen Zifeng's expression changed.
Among the current Shrek Seven Monsters, his Soul Chasing Sword was unquestionably first in offensive power. Even Dai Yueheng, whose cultivation was an entire rank above his, dared not take his attacks head-on.
Yet now, in a direct clash of brute force, his Soul Chasing Sword had actually been overpowered by a junior whose cultivation was far below his!!
His opponent had not even used a single soul skill!
I can't stop him!
His "destructive power" surpasses mine!
Chen Zifeng instantly understood this disheartening truth.
But it was already too late to dodge.
"Aaargh!"
Chen Zifeng flew backward, and his martial soul, the Soul Chasing Sword, left his hand at the same time. It spun several times in midair before falling to the ground.
Chen Zifeng lay unconscious.
"That felt good."
El shook the blood off his hand, a glimmer of satisfaction passing through his eyes.
A long, narrow gash had opened across his palm. Beneath the flesh, stark white bone tinged with dark gold was visible.
He had deliberately refrained from defending himself, all to enjoy the sensation of drawing blood.
Sure enough, weapon soul masters are the winning formula for human soul masters...
El glanced at the Soul Chasing Sword embedded in the ground. Even after taking his Armor Rend, it had only suffered a number of cracks, rather than any irreversible damage.
Though that was partly because he had not gone all out.
Armor Rend might sound like a plain, unremarkable name, but that was how their dragon combat techniques were named.
Take Di Tian, for example. As one of the Dragon God's personal guards,