บท 45: Fire Element Peak, Sword Cultivator

Drenched in mud and water, Jiang Li carried a rock that was half the height of a man from the river and walked up step by step.

Ptui! Ptui!

Jiang Li spat out. As soon as he got ashore, he began to clean up the large amount of sand in his nose and mouth.

He was dressed in rags and had a dirty look on his face. He was covered in mud and grass, and there were a few plump snails on his forehead.

He looked just like a water monkey.

Right when he was about to vomit, Jiang Li's movements suddenly stopped.

The muscles in his arms suddenly bulged. He threw the rock that he held with all his might.

Boom!

Halfway through the flight, a stream of light flashed and the rock exploded into pieces.

After piercing through the rock, the momentum of the stream of light decreased slightly. With Jiang Li's dynamic vision, he could barely capture the flying trajectory of the stream of light.

However… he could not dodge it!