The mont this thought appeared, the Extre Cold Sword was just about to touch Su Chen’s body.
Suddenly!!!
Su Chen moved.
He simply raised his hand.
A motion of lifting his hand was nothing short of instantaneous movent.
The naked eye couldn’t catch it at all, too fast, ten tis, a hundred tis faster than Yang Pi’s Extre Cold Sword’s movent; none of those present could see it clearly, not even catch a shadow.
Until a thousandth of a breath later.
To his eyes.
Su Chen actually... actually caught the Extre Cold Sword with his bare hand, now visible in the eyes.
For a mont, the main hall was utterly silent, without even the sound of breath or a heartbeat.
This... this... is this defying the heavens?
Facing a divine weapon? Did he actually catch it bare-handed? Could it be he’s seen a ghost? Not only that, this divine weapon is an attribute weapon! The one thing you should never touch bare-handed is an attribute weapon; contact with it releases its attributes into your body, almost certainly leading to death!
Moreover, the strangest, most incredible thing is, how did Su Chen accurately grab the attribute sword in such an illusory amount of ti? It’s like a blind cat catching a dead rat, not so precise!
Even Qin Jiuhuang showed so interest, his eyes slightly widening.
"You..." Yang Pi couldn’t help but restrain a cruel smile on her face instinctively, oddly feeling sothing was wrong, directly turning her wrist, wanting to spin the attribute sword to cut off Su Chen’s hand.
However.
What Yang Pi couldn’t believe was, she... she was using all her strength, exerting all her strength to turn her wrist, but it wouldn’t move.
She couldn’t turn it.
The shock and the sense of sothing being off in Yang Pi’s heart grew stronger, she stared at Su Chen, her beautiful eyes began to contract, and secretly she madly circulated the Mysterious Qi in her body, surging towards her wrist, trying to turn it.
But still could not do it.
Her strength kept increasing, even reaching two hundred percent, yet it was like dropping into the sea, no effect.
What made Yang Pi panic even more was, she could see clearly, and everyone present could see clearly, that Su Chen was bare-handed, boldly, grabbing the attribute sword, and according to reason, such close contact, his hand should instantly freeze, the whole body should instantly freeze.
But that was not the case at all. Su Chen’s hand, barely even bleeding, as if just a little skin was broken, and as for being frozen by the extre cold aura, not at all, too strange!!!
It’s like he’s seen the Ghost King!
"The sword is good, but it hard soone it shouldn’t have." Su Chen said lightly after a mont.
Before Yang Pi could respond.
Suddenly.
Ka!!!
A crisp tallic sound rippled through the main hall.
It was very crisp.
A piercing, soul-stirring crispness.
With that sound, a miracle appeared in the eyes of all present; the... the attribute sword, actually... actually broke!
It was snapped by Su Chen’s hand, his physical hand, forcibly snapped.
Even, it seed, Su Chen didn’t even exert much force, and that attribute sword broke.
Is this still the attribute sword? The attribute sword that exists like a supre treasure?
Many present felt like biting their tongues off, their hearts almost bursting with tremors.
What... just happened?
Su Yi stopped crying, her mouth slightly agape, bloodstained red lips trembling slightly, her beautiful eyes almost falling onto Su Chen, her entire being utterly bewildered.
Su Chao was much the sa, stretching his neck, as if wishing his head could reach before Su Chen.
Looking at Yang Pi again, at the instant the attribute sword broke, her face turned deathly pale.
Even a fool could guess that the Su Chen before her, this Heavenly Dao realm ant, seed... seed not simple at all.
Everyone underestimated him.
Yang Pi suddenly felt that she couldn’t see through this Heavenly Dao realm ant!
The ant seed to transform into a mountain.
Giving her an overwhelming, unmatched, invincible sensation.
Yang Pi held her breath, instinctively wanting to retreat.
However.
Before she could step back.
Suddenly.
Whoosh!!!
Su Chen released the broken attribute sword, his right hand suddenly darted forward.
At first glance, it seed to be a simple eagle claw move.
But upon closer look, it was not simple at all; first, the claw’s shadow was invisible. Second, Absolute Space, Void, Real Space, all three spaces seed to vanish entirely. Third, when the claw mark advanced, the entire hall was filled with an extrely subtle, extrely minute, yet incredibly sharp danger.
At this mont, the one who felt it the most was Yang Pi. As Su Chen’s claw mark reached out, she felt as if half her foot was already stepping into death, an absolute, one hundred percent undefeatable sense of despair, wildly engulfing her.
She even felt, after being locked by Su Chen’s claw mark, as if she was dragged directly into a different space, where there was no air, no Spiritual Energy, no sun and moon, no light, only death, danger, cold, despair...
More terrifyingly, after being locked by Su Chen’s claw mark, she felt as if her Divine Soul and physical body were completely separated; although her mind wanted to escape, to move, to make a move and resist, her body wouldn’t budge, frozen in place, her Divine Soul unable to drive her body.
In an instant.
Squeak!
A sowhat ear-piercing but slightly soft sound rippled out, like a pebble dropping into a calm pond.
Accompanied by, was a spurt of blood.
Clearly, Su Chen’s claw mark brutally grasped Yang Pi’s right shoulder.
Yang Pi’s right shoulder bone shattered into powder, Su Chen’s five fingers, like the sharpest swords, deeply pierced into her flesh.
Rumble...
After grabbing hold, a slight force.
Instantly, Yang Pi’s entire being flew backward.
Yang Pi was ashen, her scream was shrill, her face deathly pale.
As she flew backward, she was flung by Su Chen’s power, flying faster than a bullet, all that could be seen was a figure, flashing by, then...
Boom!!!
A deafening sound rippled through the main hall, the whole Rising Moon Pavilion trembled.
And on the wall at the front of the main hall, there was a humanoid hole, several ters deep, with Yang Pi embedded in it, heavily injured, covered in blood, in utter disarray, stuck in the wall cavity, coughing up large amounts of blood, her entire body trembling and twitching, her eyes looking at Su Chen in ultimate terror, she had the feeling she was in a nightmare!?
This Heavenly Dao realm ant, how... how can he be this strong?
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