บท 112: Chapter 111: Sword Stirs the Inner Sect

Zhao Zhicheng's muscles bulged alarmingly, resembling a series of ferocious dragons, menacing and terrifying.

He threw back his head and belted out a roar, expending all his strength, his arms swelled to the thickness of a person, and they sprouted fine scales as if transforming into a Demon Beast.

Lin Xuan's pupils sharply constricted, feeling the pressure from his opponent, he didn't choose to meet the attack head on but instead retreated like lightning.

Boom!

Lin Xuan left behind a golden afterimage in his original position before swiftly dodging to the side.

Pfft!

Zhao Zhicheng, with the power of a Demon Beast and infinite strength, smashed the afterimage of Lin Xuan to pieces with his fists.

"Run, let's see where you can run to?" Zhao Zhicheng crazed in his demeanor, his whole body like that of a Demon.

Lin Xuan didn't contend physically with him but drew out the Red Flame Greatsword instead, erupting with powerful Sword Intent as he radiated with intense Battle Intent.