The Ace up the Divine Marquis' Sleeve

The mysterious individual's cultivation was not low, at least not lower than the Ninth Rank.

This was Cao Zhengchun's most immediate impression.

The second impression was anger! Rampant, this person was too rampant!

"Don't want to die? Then scram?"

When had Cao Zhengchun ever received such an insult?

"Arrogant fool!"

"All Rivers Return to the Sea!"

Cao Zhengchun erupted in fury, unleashing his Qi vigorously without holding back, his profound Tian Gang Child Skill transforming into waves of Qi, continuously crushing towards the mysterious figure.

In an instant, the waves surged like an overwhelming force, unstoppable in their might.

"Humph! Petty tricks!"

The mysterious individual showed no fear, casually extending a finger.

With a gentle tap against the surging Qi, a sword Qi burst forth, splitting into countless sword shadows that fiercely collided with the Qi wall.