"Don't even think about it!"
Yang Zhengyi let out a roar and gathered his own strength. He grasped the three-foot-long lightning sword and pierced it straight through King El's chest.
King El's face was cold as he slammed his fist directly onto the sword, shattering it in an instant.
Bang!
The sword exploded and the fragments flew back like laser beams. In an instant, they pierced through Yang Zhengyi's body, causing him to spit out another mouthful of blood.
If it was not for the fact that the grandmaster's physical body was already strong enough to withstand it, that move would have been enough to kill him completely.
Even so, his meridians were all broken, and he had lost all of his spiritual energy. However, he relied on the last bit of it to hold on and not die.
"Do you see that? This is the difference between a god and a human!"
King El's eyes revealed a hint of ridicule, as if he was looking at an ant.
