"To die under this punch is your honor, even in death, you should be satisfied." Qin Jiuhuang stood there, his face slightly pale, staring at Su Chen, murmuring to himself, with a tone imbued with an ephemeral, ancient flavor.
"Punch, not bad." In the same second, Su Chen's expression became a bit more solemn. To be honest, Qin Jiuhuang's punch gave him a bit of pressure.
However.
It was just a bit of pressure.
Silently, Su Chen had already pushed the Three Powers Transformation, Mysterious Beast Bone, and the Heavens Stars Great Array to their limits.
The Old Dragon's Power, the Power of the Tide, the Ancient Soul Bloodline Power.
All were utilized to the utmost.
Reaching straight to thirty trillion Dragon Force.
And then.
Seeing that golden fist seal, already before his eyes.
In Su Chen's hand, a sword suddenly appeared.
Ancient Dust Sword.
The Sword Rhyme at present.
Sword Intent pure.
The great path halos adding a bonus.
