章節 1679: Downhill

Blood spurted out of Alex, quickly forming into his Blood Armor. At the same time, 123 swords flew out of his Soul Space, with Midnight at the front, all of which formed into an array and struck at the Dragon Emperor.

The Dragon Emperor used a single attack, a strong gust of air that struck the swords and destroyed the attack.

All the swords fell back, with a few ones that weren't made up of Starforged Tungsten even breaking on impact.

Alex quickly took back all the swords except Midnight and struck again. 

God Rending Death Blade struck out, but once again a single strike from the Dragon Emperor destroyed it. He didn't even have to use a strong technique to do so.

"There is no reason why you should be fighting back," the man said. "You are too weak to do anything."

Alex moved back and reached out for Yao Ning to teleport with her, but right before he could touch her, he felt the space between him and her expand ever so slightly.