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Cao Zhandong's speed was extremely fast, like a white rainbow. The aura around his body was even more monstrous, like the eruption of a volcano. The majestic Qi and Blood Strength spread out and surged straight into the sky, causing the air to shake.
"Come at me! Let this Saint come and kill you! "
On the other side, Son-of-Saint, Zihua had yet to make a move, but he already shouted loudly with a burning fighting spirit in his eyes. He was already a proud and arrogant person, so naturally, he could not endure the arrogant attitude of the former. And since he followed beside the youth, Son-of-Saint, Zihua believed that his strength had increased quite a bit, so no matter how amazing Cao Zhandong's battle record was, he still didn't have much fear.
Son-of-Saint, Zihua did not believe that a random cultivator of the same generation who was born with Desolate Land would possess the terrifying strength of a teenager and be able to suppress the famous Saint Blood Lineage s of other realms.
"Kill!"
In the midst of his shout, the power within Son-of-Saint, Zihua's body suddenly exploded as he rushed towards Cao Zhandong. The grandmist purple qi converged majestically, making Son-of-Saint, Zihua look like the son of god.
Son-of-Saint, Zihua was indeed not weak. Not only was there an extraordinary Saint Blood Lineage flowing in his body, it was also the legendary Primordial Purple Qi. As the two sides combined, an extremely terrifying power spread into the sky and ravaged the heavens.
"You're courting death!"
Seeing Son-of-Saint, Zihua charge forward, killing intent flashed in Cao Zhandong's eyes. Even though the former's aura was even more frightening, he still did not have the slightest bit of fear as he shouted coldly and directly punched out with his fist. Boundless and resplendent fist imprints instantly erupted, shaking the air as if it was able to suppress the heavens and the earth.
"F * ck!" "Do you think you're that fiend?"
Seeing Cao Zhandong casually throwing out a fist at him, Son-of-Saint, Zihua could not help but become angry. Facing a Son-of-Saint Level demon, who in the same generation would dare to be so casual?
In Son-of-Saint, Zihua's opinion, only the monster behind him that was frightening to the point of being evil could have the right to do so.
"Today, this Saint will teach you how to be a person!"
Son-of-Saint, Zihua sneered. As the vast and mighty Primordial Purple Qi gathered and erupted, he also clenched his fist and threw out a punch without holding back. He did not retreat at all as he faced Cao Zhandong.
BOOM!
In an instant, the scene was like a clap of thunder as violent and majestic Storm of Power shot up into the sky and spread in all directions. Terrifying energy fluctuations swept out in all directions, causing the surrounding space to constantly rumble and tremble.
Amongst the Storm of Power, Cao Zhandong's white robes were fierce and his expression was indifferent. His elegant and slender body did not have the slightest hint of weakness and was suffused with an indescribable sense of terror.
On the other side, Son-of-Saint, Zihua also had a monstrous momentum as purple gas surged around his body. However, the moment his fist collided with the former, the expression on his face changed drastically, and a look of disbelief and horror appeared in his eyes.
"How is this possible …"
Son-of-Saint, Zihua lost his voice in shock, a wave of shock that he had never experienced before was stirred in his heart, because on the former's not very strong fist, an extremely terrifying force was like a surging tide as it transmitted and frantically erupted. Even though he had pushed the power in his body to the limit, he was still unable to contend against this majestic and frightening force.
BOOM!
Pfft!
His body seemed to have been struck by an unimaginable force as he flew backwards in an uncontrollable manner. The most frightening thing was that the arm he just punched out of was currently covered with dense cracks. Dark red blood was flowing out of his mouth, and his injuries were extremely terrifying.
It was hard for him to accept that in his heart, he was a real Saint Blood Lineage, and furthermore, he had the legendary primordial purple qi. In his generation, other than the legendary Wu Tie, no one else would be able to completely crush him on the path of the body.
But now, another aboriginal cultivator of the Savage World had caused his body to receive such heavy injuries with just a single punch. This caused great waves to uncontrollably rise in Son-of-Saint, Zihua's heart, and it filled him with deep regret and resentment.
"The heck!" Which stone did the cultivators of this Savage World jump out from?! "
It was fine that he met a monster with such terrifying strength, but now, a random aboriginal cultivator appeared, and unexpectedly rolled over him. One must know that he was a true Saint Blood Lineage, and among the Star Sea, he could definitely be considered one of the top few, but in this Desolate Land, he was a dignified Son-of-Saint Level demon, as if he had been reduced to the lowest level of cultivation, and was basically not even able to withstand a single blow.
"Heh, I've long said it before, the so called 'Son-of-Saint Level Demons', are just useless looking at them."
On the other side, Cao Zhandong let out a cold laugh as he punched Son-of-Saint, Zihua, as if he did not use all of his strength. At this moment, amidst the sneer, he stomped heavily on the ground, and his body turned into an afterimage as he chased after Son-of-Saint, Zihua who was sent flying with an incredibly terrifying aura.
BOOM!
Amidst the endless smoke and dust that filled the air, Son-of-Saint, Zihua's body flew out. However, no new injuries appeared on his body, and the fear of surviving a disaster surfaced on his face. He looked at the place that was filled with smoke and dust with a terrified gaze.
Inside, Cao Zhandong's white robes fluttered, his aura overflowing, and in front of him stood the shadow of a Black-Cloaked Man, tall and straight, like a Archean Devil Mountain, exuding a vast and terrifying aura. It was Ye Hao.
Obviously, Ye Hao would not stand idly by and watch Son-of-Saint, Zihua get killed by Cao Zhandong. Thus, at the last moment, he directly blocked the former's dazzling and terrifying fist imprint.
Rumble rumble rumble!
In the blink of an eye, an earth-shattering explosion sounded out from the land covered in smoke. It was as though countless lightning bolts were erupting, and terrifying ripples of energy wreaked havoc in the air, causing an incomparably terrifying scene.
Swish!
On the other side, Cao Zhandong seemed to have also been struck by a Archean Devil Mountain, as his entire body staggered backwards. Every time his feet landed, the entire ground would shake along with him, and his might was extremely terrifying.
"Brother Shen's physique is really unexpected!"
A pair of sword-like eyebrows slightly raised, and a look of amazement surfaced on his handsome face. He had seen the image of the Jade Chip from the Qingcang Peak battle and knew that the former's physique should not be weak, but he never thought that he would be strong to this extent.