This Mo Sheng Tian was clearly far stronger than Mo Hua, whom he had killed. Mo Hua had condensed ten Saint Marks, yet they were far inferior to Mo Sheng Tian's seven Saint Marks.
Moreover, three of those seven Saint Marks stood out in particular, their runes much thicker and more robust.
"Kill!"
Mo Sheng Tian let out a furious roar, his gaze incomparably cold.
He had lost in both Saint Physique and Sacred Qi. Only by utterly defeating Lu Ren could he wash away this humiliation!
Boom!
Powerful Sacred Qi gathered in his palm, transforming into a towering palm imprint. Empowered by seven Saint Marks, it resembled a demon handprint that blotted out the heavens, terrifying beyond measure.
If this palm struck an ordinary Saint, it would leave not even bones behind.
Yet Hun Mie Xian made no move to stop it. Lu Ren's Saint Physique was formidable; even if he could not withstand it, he would at most be seriously injured.
"Good!"
Lu Ren's eyes were sharp as swords. The seven Innate Saint Marks on his body erupted. Without dodging or evading, he threw a punch straight ahead!
Crack!
The fierce fist imprint erupted with a crash, as though tens of millions of layers of force had swept forth in an instant, directly breaking through that enormous demon handprint that covered the sky.
The residual force of that punch did not diminish as it blasted toward Mo Sheng Tian.
"Seven Innate Saint Marks!"
Seeing the seven Saint Marks coiled around Lu Ren's arm, Mo Sheng Tian's expression changed drastically, shock filling his face.
"Phantasmal Heaven Demon Palm!"
Mo Sheng Tian gritted his teeth and roared.
The Phantasmal Heaven Demon Sacred Qi within him surged like raging tides, turning into a massive palm imprint. A demon eye was actually