Xiao Han sneered coldly, as reddish True Qi circulated, his hand chopping down like a Heavenly Blade, its aura astonishingly extreme.
The green poison gas, upon contact with Xiao Han's Protective True Qi, directly dissolved, as if meeting its nemesis.
Tang Xin was shocked, her Poison Attack was not considered unrivaled in the world, but even Martial Artists in the Divine Communication Realm wouldn't dare to ignore her poison, yet at this moment, Xiao Han simply disregarded it, that reddish True Qi completely the bane of her toxins.
"What on earth is that?" Tang Xin couldn't help but ask, surprised.
"Supreme Yang Qi, impervious to all poisons," Xiao Han sneered coldly.
His hand, like a Heavenly Blade, actually struck the Soft Sword, almost severing it.
Meng Tianzheng was taken aback, his entire being retreating as if struck by some colossal force.
His complexion turned slightly pale, looking at Xiao Han with deep surprise in his eyes.
