Chapter 350: Blocked, but not completely blocked

Geng Zheng's body size wasn't large, so it didn't trigger the Dragon-Slaying Technique's affix effect; the power was just a normal Diamond skill.

Su Ming's expression was calm, staring fixedly at Geng Zheng.

He stood firmly in place, forced back dozens of meters by the aftermath of the sword aura.

The violent sword aura was truly incomparably sharp, even cutting a gap in his large shield.

But... even the golden sword aura of the Dragon-Slaying Technique still failed to break through it completely!

Crack crack crack crack.

Many cracks appeared on the shield surface!

Although the cracks were dense, it had managed to hold on!

The sword aura dissipated.

Geng Zheng revealed a smile of surviving a disaster, all the tension on his face disappearing completely!

"Hahahaha, this should be your strongest sword, right?"

"I blocked it!"

"Fourth-Turn, is always Fourth-Turn!"

The gap between Fourth-Turn and Third-Turn was too large.

Even if the attributes were the same, the power of Fourth-Turn skills would still be far stronger than the Third Realm.

Not to mention, Geng Zheng was also a rare hidden programming profession, and his combat power was originally among the best of all professions.

On Geng Zheng's face, a sneer reappeared, staring fixedly at Su Ming, a hint of bloodthirst arising in his eyes.

"Heh... with this large shield, you can't hurt me."

"This shield contains the rule power of life, and it will naturally recover, healing as good as new in just a short moment!"

"And this golden sword aura of yours, I'm afraid the consumption isn't small, right?"

"Difficult to unleash again!"

"Admit defeat!"

His face was cold, his fingers slamming onto the mysterious disk.

Once again condensing several rule shackles, coiling around Su Ming, making him feel the weight on his body rise sharply again.

This made Su Ming's movements even more sluggish.

His back was even slightly bent.

But Su Ming remained expressionless, staring at him quietly.

Walking forward step by step.

That gaze seemed to be looking at a dead man.

Those eyes looked as if they were staring at a dead man.

Even the few guardian experts of the Zhang family didn't necessarily have such pressure in their eyes!

From the beginning, Su Ming's indifferent gaze had made Geng Zheng extremely annoyed.

He was a Fourth-Turn, yet he was suppressed in aura by the other side.

So he desperately wanted to regain his ground.

"I am Fourth-Turn, how can you compare to me in terms of mental energy?"

"I can exhaust you to death!"

Geng Zheng gritted his teeth, a hint of victory in his eyes.

He talked so much just to suppress Su Ming's momentum with his own way!

At this time, Yan Ze walked forward slowly.

"Old man, saying so much, can you look at your chest first?"

This sentence made Geng Zheng somewhat confused.

And this kid actually called me an old man?

This expert is only forty years old...

Geng Zheng felt slight anger in his heart, but still looked down subconsciously.

It would have been better not to look.

One look, and his face turned deathly pale.

It turned out... his chest had unknowingly developed a sword scar.

Golden sword aura had somehow broken through, slashing his chest until it was a bloody mess.

All ribs were broken, and one could even see the exposed heart, beating in a devastated state.

Sharp Stone Earring, 40% armor penetration!

Geng Zheng spat a mouthful of blood, his expression extremely ugly.

At this time, he felt his vision blur, and a massive sense of weakness surged like a tide.

He retreated step by step.

Hurriedly taking out a healing potion, wanting to heal his injuries.

Yan Ze seized this opportunity, bending his bow and shooting an arrow, wanting to shatter that healing blood bottle.

Swish!

The arrow shattered upon contacting the Life-Melting Shield, being absorbed inside.

Yan Ze's gaze sharpened.

The defense of this shield was so powerful, how did Su Ming break through it?

While he was shocked, Su Ming struck again.

His Frost Flame Death Scar broken sword returned to its sheath, his posture slightly bowed.

Boom!!

The next instant, he moved.

It felt as if in this instant, all the weight suppression on his body had been dissolved.

Simply fast to the point of being hard to capture by sight.

Dust rose behind him, and Su Ming turned into a straight line and lunged forward.

Dust rose behind him as Su Ming transformed into a straight line and charged forward.