On the shattered battlefield, Su Heng reverted to his true form.
In an instant, a furious, oppressive force wrapped in a hot gale descended from the sky, the earth wailed, and surrounding buildings were shredded, exploding one after another, with smoke billowing thickly. As Su Heng's body temperature rapidly increased, the air convected, and a giant tornado soared into the sky, lifting heaps of building debris into the air, casting darkness all around and low-hanging dark clouds.
Ji Zifeng's eyes widened, and her mouth opened violently like a snake, yet she was unable to speak.
Gusts of wind hit her face like a dark tide, the woman's previously tense expression violently shook in the wind, her face expressing indescribable horror.
Damn it!
Ji Zifeng wondered if she had misunderstood sothing.
How could such a monster shalessly call itself human!?
Su Heng, with his arms spread, felt the searing power surging within his massive body.
He no longer preferred to maintain his true form while fighting humans, on one hand, it was unnecessary as the slightest movent could cause imasurable destruction.
On the other hand, from such a towering perspective, ordinary humans seed no different from ants. As his power rapidly increased, Su Heng's mindset was inevitably undergoing changes, though sotis, Su Heng wished such changes could slow down a bit.
But here, it didn't matter.
This is a Duel Arena temporarily set up in the Original Blood River.
Random destruction and bloody combat are permitted; here one can completely drop all pretenses, and the release of nature's inherent violence is of no consequence.
The wind races, a sun shrouded in gray hangs in the heavens, Su Heng raises his hand, spreads his fingers, then fiercely clenches, as if to grasp the fiery sun in his palm across astronomical distances. In the next instant, his lips parted, his facial expression abruptly turning ferocious, "Feel the power, let show you, what a real human is!"
Boom!
A pitch-black fist terrifying like a pillar from the heavens descended.
Ji Zifeng felt countless forces from all directions pile on, surging towards her like she was a wooden ship caught in a sea current.
Irresistible, unavoidable.
Her silver-gray hair suddenly exploded outward, a layer of blood light burst from her body, her snake-like sleek and powerful lower limbs suddenly tensed, then like a fully coiled spring, she explosively shot out, turning into a gray-blue lightning, instantly covering thousands of ters. Monts later, the aftermath waves like a wild tide followed, with a thunderous, deep noise right behind.
"Wow!"
Ji Zifeng forcibly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, not knowing how many bones broke in that instant.
Her whole body, like a broken rag doll, was directly smashed into the ruins.
"What the hell kind of matching chanism is this!!?"
Ji Zifeng cursed inwardly, while Su Heng was also sowhat surprised.
To be able to dodge that strike, and to reach here, certainly counts for sothing.
After devouring a massive amount of Demon Descendant souls recently, Su Heng's strength has grown again. Although it's not a qualitative change, such a monster, even a slight enhancent is terrifying. For Ji Zifeng to last two or three rounds in Su Heng's hands, she already ranks just below powerhouses like Ryan.
Unfortunately, it's of no use.
"Roaring Dragon Strength·Thunder Shock!"
As Su Heng howled, spiritual power surged out in an instant.
Like a curtain inherent from birth being lifted before his eyes, the world appeared in a clarity never before seen.
The four fundantal materials that constitute the world—azure wind, red fire, black earth, and ice-blue water—appeared as tangible, three-dinsional entities.
Even these elents dared not defy his will.
Like an army waiting for inspection, neatly arrayed between the sky and earth.
This battlefield was originally complexly populated with nurous buildings, resembling a theocratic city where governance and religion are intertwined.
But now with Su Heng's earlier punch, his aura overwhelming, all buildings collapsed outward, with thunderous roars incessantly echoing. The rising crust and broken beams overlapped, continuously shifting and compressing against each other; from a distance, it looked like a night-blooming cereus flower spreading its petals outward.
And Ji Zifeng was buried within these "flower petals."
She barely managed to push the stone slabs off her body, not even having a chance to take a few deep breaths of fresh air.
A waterfall-like lightning already roared down from the sky, a colossal explosion erupted right at her previous location, instantly transforming the area into a Purgatory surrounded by thunderclouds and spewing flas.
No ti for any breath.
Boom!
A golden streak spat from the mouth of the monster.
It streaked across the void, carving a straight scar on the earth, 发生连续爆炸 along its path. Golden flas soared into the sky, the haze generated from the incinerated buildings was drawn up, a vast curtain split the battlefield in two.
Ji Zifength held her breath, pushing every bit of力量 in her body to its limit.
Her four arms wielding sharp Thrusting Swords, constantly slicing through the air, either with narrow blades cutting or lightning-fast thrusts.
Each movent was refined through thousands of repetitions, enough to make a Grandmaster feel ashad.
The power it unleashed was not to be underestimated.
The endless Sword Qi streaked through the void, twisting into streaks of white light like a raging tide, smashing directly towards Su Heng.
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