Zhang Ruochen hit three space cracks in a row, but the opponent avoided them all with strange movements. As a last resort, he had to grab the hilt of Shen Yuan's ancient sword with both hands and swing upward.

"Bang."

Zhang Ruochen felt as if he was being suppressed by ten mountains. His body fell from the shoulders of the black skeleton and landed heavily on the ground. He used a half-crouching posture to transfer all the power to all parts of his body, and then the power of the lean man's blow was fully absorbed.

resolve.

"It's so strong that I can't confront him head-on. It's a pity that I couldn't cultivate the Profound Gang of Sword Dao. Otherwise, it would definitely be easier to deal with him."

Zhang Ruochen only felt soreness and numbness in his arms, and he quickly regained consciousness by running the exercises quickly.

The lean man was about to take action again. The spear in his hand turned into a black angry dragon and thrust straight down. All the power was concentrated at one point. Thunder and lightning were already erupting from the tip of the spear.

Zhang Ruochen, standing below, once again mobilized the power of space.

"Space distortion."?

The slender man who was originally hanging above suddenly felt a spin, and the position of his body changed, appearing in front of the black skeleton.

Just then, the black skull punched out, hitting him firmly in the chest.

"Bang."?

The body of the lean man was dented and cracks appeared. The bones in his body made an explosion like fried beans. His body flew out like a cannonball and hit the blood-red wall hard.
Chapter completed!