Ma Buting's Dao Heart is as firm as a rock. Practicing this skill with his body, he is destined to leave no offspring. His heart towards Dao lies only in this life.
"He's really ruthless, actually mastering such a technique."
Zhan Xinyue bit her silver teeth tightly, looking at Sui Chunsheng with lingering fear.
At this moment, she finally understood that during their last magical combat, the opponent had indeed held back; otherwise, Sui Chunsheng's entire cultivation might have been wasted.
Thinking about it like this, Zhang Fan's current perilous situation can be imagined.
"The Three Yin Demon Slaying Blade is too overbearing, with its sword qi entering the body, extinguishing True Yang. Out of ten parts of cultivation, less than three remain..." Sui Chunsheng's expression became extremely grim.
If the battle continues, all his Dao practice would be in vain.
