A Man Like None Other

Chapter 5295

He slammed the handrail of the platform, and the floor of the entire hall suddenly cracked. Countless dark green poisonous vines emerged from the cracks and coiled towards the three people like flexible poisonous snakes.

Mo Chen unsheathed his sword, its aura surging as he severed the approaching poisonous vines one by one. “Be careful! These are ‘Corrupted Heart Vines.’ The fine hairs on the vines will burrow into the skin and corrode the heart!” Hu

Mazi summoned a golden net, its mesh gleaming with runic light, keeping the poisonous vines at bay. “David, this old fellow is at the peak of the Seventh Stage of the Earthly Immortal Realm. Beware of his innate poison power!”

David ignored the surrounding poisonous vines, his gaze fixed on Wan Duzi. “Your opponent is me.”

He charged forward once more, this time, his sword moves no longer brutal slashes, but infused with the cunning movements mastered by the Sword Tomb. The

Dragon Slaying Sword seemed to come alive in his hands, transforming into a dancing golden snake, then a savage black dragon’s claws, each strike aimed squarely at Wan Duzi’s weak spot.

Wan Duzi was clearly unprepared for the strangeness of David’s swordsmanship. He retreated repeatedly, his green robe ripped open by the sword’s force, revealing his bark-like skin beneath.

“Little beast, do you really think I’m afraid of you?” Wan Duzi, driven to rage, ripped his green robe open, revealing a black snake tattoo entwined across his chest.

to life, transforming into a two-foot-long snake that crawled down his neck to the crown of his

said with a cruel smile. “It will burrow into your sea of ​​consciousness and gnaw away your soul bit by bit, leaving you

and shot towards David’s brow at a speed barely discernible to

Chen and Hu Mazi cried out in alarm, attempting to rescue him, but

if David had anticipated this, he advanced instead of retreating. A brilliant golden light suddenly erupted from his brow—the shield of Dragon Might formed

“Hiss!”

hiss and sending it flying backwards. Puffs of

his natal Gu, cultivated with a century of painstaking effort. It specialized in subduing the spirit and soul, and had

lost consciousness, David’s

stopped an inch from Wan Duzi’s brow. The interwoven golden and black

Wan Du Valley.

unwavering. “Did the Hu family beg you

psychological defenses like a sharp blade. His face drained of all color, and he

“Behead!”