Tu Jiuseng charged toward Zhao Feng with an injured body.
“Brother Zhao, watch out!”
Chen Yilin and company sweated coldly.
In his Demonic Sky Body state, Tu Jiuseng’s battle-power was almost unparalleled against those below the Void God Realm, and that was even with the fact that his attack had been weakened by 30% from the Divine Light of Destruction.
One had to admit that each of the top ten geniuses of the Sacred Land were prodigies that could stand at the top of an entire island zone.
Zhao Feng stood still and didn’t panic. Instead, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Although Tu Jiuseng’s battle-power was great, it wasn’t hard for Zhao Feng to protect himself. If he used the Void Space Eye Slash, he had a high chance of instantly killing Tu Jiuseng, but he wasn’t Zhao Feng’s true enemy. He needed to carefully consider his battle-strength in order to face the danger that would follow.
“Wind Lightning Hundred Changes!”
