Chapter 1491 - Determining Victory With Three Strikes (2/2)
Both of theht and proud
“Who enjoyed the upper hand?”
“I couldn’t tell!”
“Look over there, Hong Ma’s hand!”
Everyone looked over, only to see a drop of blood for Ma’s hand However, this drop of blood didn’t drip down onto the ground
Hong Ma had been wounded during this exchange, although this was only a very minor wound
There was a solemn expression on his face, and he said, “Second strike!” He raised his right hand, which gradually became as white and transparent as jade One could clearly see the heavenly bodies pulsating inside of it, and there wasacross this hand Its aura was astounding
The projection of the Saint was still present, and this was clearly a stacking of two supre Han was as calm as usual as he waited for his opponent to complete his preparations
“Die!” This ti Han He lashed out with his palm
Whoosh!+
His white and jade-like palm transformed into a heavenly body that descended fro Han with its overwhel forth a burst of Sword Qi
Just how do heavenly body was instantly obliterated by the powerful Sword Qi
However, a cold s Ma’s face Could his supreme technique be defeated so easily?
Boom!
The obliterated heavenly body transformed into countless ht hadn’t deteriorated in the least
‘How’s that?’
Hong Ma was brithethe Han However, a look of astonishment instantly appeared on his face This was because the !
They weren’t cru like the heavenly bodies had cru fro, and they eventually transforht
Boom!
A palm landed, and it instantly sent plumes of dust into the sky However, it couldn’t even hurt a single strand of Ling Han’s hair
It was clear who had enjoyed the upper hand
Ling Han had actively attacked during the previous exchange, and Hong Ma had suffered aMa had actively attacked this ti Han hadn’t been wounded at all
There was still one strike re Ma would have no option but to ad Ma’s expression was extre able to suppress Ling Han However, in his plans, that strike should have flustered Ling Han, even if he were able to eventually block it However, Ling Han had been far too calm and composed
He had to unleash his true trump card Otherwise, there was si Han
He shook his fly-whisk
Weng!
Nuly lit up on the fly-whisk As it turned out, this was also a precious treasure!
‘Pseudo-Saint Tool!’
Although Hong Ma was only at the Eternal River Tier, e of a Pseudo-Saint Tool, he could still unleash h extre power, he refused to believe that he couldn’t suppress an elite at the low extre, Eht, so one na However, it’s unclear which