"Hahaha!" The fierce Qilin beast laughed uproariously, its scornful voice echoing far and wide: "I've broken your Giant Body Technique, and now you want to kill me, by what right?!"
Tang Luo wore an expression as calm as water. Perhaps Bu Lin assumed that once the Undying Battle Body was broken, victory was assured. But deep in Tang Luo's heart, he knew like a clear mirror, that even though he specialized in body techniques, he had never regarded the Undying Battle Body as an invincible leaning. After all, Saint Han, who had cultivated it to the second-class realm, had been beaten to death. How superior could Tang Luo be who had just cultivated to the fourth class?
Without considering the myriad of mysterious techniques of the Martial Saint Mountain, he himself had several ways to disrupt the Undying Battle Body. Therefore, he was prepared for the instance of his body technique being destroyed, he just regretted the loss of the Spiritual Power used to cast the divine array.
