The peculiar properties of the mist completely swallowed Su Chengyu's technique. He did not understand its principles, but the current situation did not allow him the time to delve into reasons.
Since the opponent wanted to engage in close combat, Su Chengyu didn't mind playing along, just to test the opponent's true strength level.
Clang!
The Dragon Slayer Sword pressed against the black stone heavy sword, the powerful oppressive force causing Su Chengyu's figure to sink below the ground.
Fortunately, the area shrouded in mist was enveloped by the mist's power, otherwise the sheer force of the collision would have been enough to slam Su Chengyu underground.
A genuine Martial God, though perhaps not excelling in speed, possessed power far beyond what Su Chengyu could unleash.
"Sword Swinging Eight Desolates!"
The horizontal draw of the Dragon Slayer Sword, though a sword was used, the move was transformed from a technique of the Wasteland Battle Halberd.
