"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
At the instant that blade edge cleaved onto Chu Fengmian's palm, a Heaven-shocking roar burst forth, boundless tyrannical power and searing flames erupting all at once.
That blade edge of the Nine Sun Martial Emperor, within Chu Fengmian's palm, poured out all of its power in its entirety.
Feeling the center of this power's eruption, Sword Slayer, Luo He, Qing Meng, Yan Hanshi and the others all felt their hearts tremble.
At the center of this outbreak of power, such boundless, overbearing force—any Martial Artist or demon god at the half-step Heavenly Human Realm who stepped into it would be facing nine deaths out of ten.
Even they felt that once they fell into the core of this power, even if they burned every method, every trump card, they would still find it hard to withstand the power of this blade edge.
Yet now Chu Fengmian actually wanted to catch such a terrifying blade edge with his bare hand?
