บท 495: Beat Them Up Till They Cried

A huge pothole -- the soil became softer than the sand at the beach. The destructive power of a martial dao master above the fifteen-star class was not comparable to fourteen-star class martial artists. It was the difference between a nuclear bomb and a normal bullet, which was why a martial dao master's status was so high. They were all living, strategic, deterrent weapons.

Yang Duhong looked at the broken battlefield solemnly. Since Yang Duzun entered as a sixteen-star class martial artist, he had never thought that he would suffer such a big loss in a battle.

Yang Duzun laid on his stomach in the soil that was thirty meters deep. The true energy and blood in his body were churning and countless cells were mourned. His true energy just now lost balance and he had hit the ground. That rushed, condensed true energy dissipated again. His true energy had not yet condensed when he was attacked by the Air Splitting Palm from Qin Fen.