Chapter 369: Revival of the Dao-Defying Divine Artifact

The sword Qi struggled to slice through a few inches of the fist force, but it only held for a moment before being disintegrated.

The thunder from the Fierce Thunder Enchanted Sword was also neutralized by that yin-yang energy.

Subsequently, Su Ming was sent flying backward over a hundred meters, slamming heavily into a wooden stake; a sharp wooden spike pierced directly out through his throat.

His entire body was mangled, and half of his torso had been smashed into pulp by the gale of the fist force.

He had become a blood-soaked figure; many muscles and internal organs were exposed, and every tremor caused blood to splatter out.

Su Ming's expression was ferocious as he struggled to stand up.

"Cough..." He violently coughed up a large mouthful of blood.

But he would not fall!

Letting the blood spray, he maintained a resolute expression; Su Ming never knew the meaning of giving up!

Persistence... was his motto.

Just as he had once told that little beast-kin, Lia, he would lead by example and practice what he preached.

Feeling his body rapidly self-heal, his injuries began to recover.

A voice resounded in his mind.

【Hidden Sword Slash and Fierce Thunder Enchanted Sword proficiency capped, skill advanced!】

【Steel-Breaking Hidden Sword Slash (Mid-tier Platinum)】

【Proficiency: 100,000/200,000】

【Sheathing to nurture spirit, gathering sword sharpness, accumulating strength to strike!】

【Blood Thunder Condensed Edge Sword (Mid-tier Platinum)】

【Proficiency: 100,000/200,000】

【Blood-colored wild thunder, wrapping the edge and coiling the sword, capable of breaking a thousand defenses!】

Suddenly, the thunder coiling around Su Ming's blade turned a pure blood-red.

It had originally only been mixed with a hint of red fierce light, but now, the thunder light had become the pure, transparent color of fresh blood, and its power surged greatly!

Su Ming charged toward Zhang Xiangsheng once again, utterly fearless of death.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiangsheng's expression turned gloomy; his patience had finally run out.

"Hmph, a mayfly shaking a tree..." He threw another punch.

The 【Qi-Gathering Rigid Fist】 skill was activated!

The power of this punch could not be mentioned in the same breath as all his previous moves.

The majestic, pure rigid force, under the reinforcement of the yin-yang internal energy, became as heavy as Mount Taishan.

The surrounding wind vortexes tore up several large patches of turf, sending mud and dust flying.

The air in the sky could not dissipate in time; instead, it was hammered and compressed, emitting the sound of an explosive air-crack.

That magnificent fist wind condensed into a fist shadow wreathed in black and white energy, crashing toward Su Ming like a small mountain; its shadow covered him entirely, making him appear so minuscule.

Su Ming's clothes snapped in the wind, his messy hair flying!

He executed the Rippling Wave Steps, wanting to dodge this punch.

However, the fist wind actually had a binding effect, trapping him firmly in place.

This force of combined hardness and softness could absorb all resistance and struggle, leaving him with no way to escape; his feet felt as if they were shackled.

Su Ming could use the Hidden God Steps, which would certainly allow him to dodge.

But once the Hidden God Steps were activated, his mental energy would be exhausted—who would then buy time for Yan Ze and the others!?

Helpless, Su Ming had no choice but to activate the Dragon-Slaying Art and collide head-on with this punch!

Boom!

A dragon's roar trembled, and a massive golden sword Qi slashed out horizontally.

This sword carried Drunken Sword Qi!

Two diamond-grade sword techniques overlapped, colliding directly with the fist force gale.

Boom, boom, boom!!!

A tiny crack actually appeared on that fist shadow.

Su Ming's Dragon-Slaying Art was truly potent, far exceeding ordinary diamond-grade skills, actually capable of injuring the fist shadow of a Fifth-Turn powerhouse.

The Dragon-Slaying Art did indeed hold for a short while, but soon, the fist force shattered the golden sword Qi and struck straight at Su Ming.

A Fifth-Turn punch... could even the Dragon-Slaying Art not resist it!?

Su Ming's expression was somewhat ugly; he had no choice but to maneuver all his swords in front of him to resist.

Crack!

With a crisp sound, his Blood-Drawing Black Edge Sword actually snapped directly in two!

To shatter a platinum-grade weapon, what kind of destructive power was required? ===== CHAPTER 371 =====