Chương 868: Terror

The Dao-tree Ji Ning's Jindan chaos region was now more than ninety thousand meters tall. His Sword World was incredibly powerful, and the six Violetjewels in his hands were Eternal weapons of ridiculous power. Ning also had the azureflower mist energy reinforcing him, making his body comparable to that of a Daolord of the First Step, and yet…

BOOM!

Ning was sent staggering backwards, but his swordplay remained orderly. He stared intently at the distant golden Oddbat.

"It is simply too physically strong." Ning felt genuine amazement in his heart. "It clearly has terrible combat techniques, but it is still able to suppress me."