C139 Kill Zhao Kuangyin!

After delivering several consecutive palm strikes, Zhao Kuangyin's face was etched with gravity. He had assumed that wielding the Divine Weapon would allow him to easily parry the incoming sword strike, but reality proved that he had still underestimated Lu Chen.

"Break!"

He bellowed, transforming his fingers into a fist enveloped in a pale red aura of Origin Energy. It blazed like a sun