"It seems that even with Qing Cheng Taoism, it's still impossible to shake the Martial Arts Supreme,"
Su Chengyu felt slightly disappointed, but of course, he had his own plans. He had consecutively consumed elixirs to ascend from the fourth to the seventh layer of Tongxuan Realm; his foundation was not stable, and he needed battles to hone himself to solidify that foundation.
The battle with Nangong Yao served exactly this purpose.
"The power of Qing Cheng Taoism is not bad, but your realm is too low. If you were in the Golden Core Realm, maybe you could break through my fist qi. Boy, what other capabilities do you have? Show them all, or you're certainly going to die,"
Nangong Yao was confident of his victory, toying with Su Chengyu with a cat-and-mouse attitude.
"Then try my Thunder Technique again."
Wielding the Dragon Slayer Sword, Su Chengyu trod on the step qi, chanting the Thunder Mantra, as dark clouds churned above the sea and thunder roared.
