At that moment, Lu Ren's Dao Rhyme was almost completely exhausted, while Wang Xingchen's aura had once again climbed to its peak.
The two were like heaven and earth apart. No one would doubt that if the battle continued, Lu Ren would undoubtedly die.
Yet even when facing Wang Xingchen, whose Dao Rhyme had recovered to its peak, Lu Ren still refused to admit defeat.
What other trump card could Lu Ren possibly have?
At that moment, everyone's eyes turned toward Lu Ren.
Lu Ren raised his eyes and stared at Wang Xingchen, saying calmly, "But in this battle, the one who loses will still be you!"
Wang Xingchen's face twisted savagely as he glared at Lu Ren. "Lu Ren, I have to admit that you have courage and nerve. But the Dao Rhyme in your body is almost exhausted, and you still naively think you can defeat me?"
Lu Ren said nothing. Instead, his eyes turned toward the distance, and a faint smile curled at the corners of his lips.
Because he had just received word from Long Xiaoman.
Long Xiaoman had already brought people from the Four Great Dao Traditions and was rushing toward Dao-Suppressing Mountain at top speed.
Next, he could end the battle directly. There was no need to keep dragging things out with Wang Xingchen.
"Wang Xingchen, stop wasting words with him. Since he refuses to admit defeat, attack directly and kill him!"
Ancestor Xingfu shouted loudly.
Wang Xingchen swept out his hand. The Nine-Star Dao-Heaven Blade floated in the air, glittering with dazzling starlight. Empowered by Wang Xingchen's powerful Dao Rhyme, it radiated a terrifying might that prohibited the Dao.
Whoosh!
Then Wang Xingchen suddenly swung his hand. The Nine-Star Dao-Heaven Blade cleaved across the sky, and a blade radiance like a star river