A Martial Saint's Strike!

Ethan Smith's entire back was almost necrotic, revealing a ghastly sight of exposed bone.

His five viscera and six bowels have suffered an immense shock, causing him to convulse in pain on the ground.

"Wah!"

A mouthful of fresh blood was violently expelled from Ethan's mouth! Every part of his body was in intense pain!

Such was the power of the Martial Saint Weapon! Just one random strike and it defeated all of Ethan's defenses!

"Hmph, let's see how you run!" Davy Barnett coldly stated.

He retrieved the Prajna Ruler and strode towards Ethan.

Ethan gritted his teeth, forcing his body upright once again.

Then, Ethan summoned all his strength, invoked "Shrinking Ground Into An Inch," and took off!

Davy Barnett's face chilled with anger and he exclaimed, "He can still stand! His physical resilience is beyond imagination!"

He coldly looked in Ethan's direction and sneered, "Even if you don't die, you'll be gravely injured. I'd like to see where you can run to!"