Inside his body, the meridians and flesh roared like eighteen giant dragons, reflecting his internal Blood Qi, rolling with dragon roars, sweeping across the Big Snow Mountain like a storm tide.
With a flick of his wrist, he spun the Willful Weapon, a dazzling red light rose, and waves of air surged one after another on the shattered, rolling snow mountains!
Chen Ku leaped into the air, crossing the long sky in an instant, and the Divine Weapon cast from black iron vibrated for several li, swinging out distantly.
It aimed directly at Tang Xuan's head.
This strike was purely physical power, weighing 1.8 million jin!
The terrifying Divine Power of the strike raged out, causing Tang Xuan's body to sway, yet his brow remained indifferent.
Swish!
The ancient sword in his hand merely slashed flatly towards Chen Ku.
