of faith.

Tang Tian was like an angry arrow, plunging into the violent hurricane.

Time seems to stand still.

As Tang Tian pounced, his gaze was as motionless as steel. The fine and sharp air flow enveloped him and brought countless blood to his body, but it did not move him at all.

I... no matter what, I will win!

In the airflow like flying blades, with countless blood splashing, Tang Tian's arms stretched gently, and his open fingers were like vines in early spring, full of life.

They suddenly disappeared into the air.

puff!

An arm flew out from afar, with a dazzling light, and horrifying flames rose up.

Yan Tu stood there in disbelief, his right arm disappeared, and there was a horrific wound on his shoulder, with blood gushing out.

"No!"

Yan Tu's heartbreaking roar filled with unwillingness echoed in the air. Anger, despair, and fear were mixed together. The real power in his body was out of control and went straight into his heart. Yan Tu's roar stopped abruptly. He suddenly opened his eyes wide and puffed out.

A mouthful of blood fell on his back.

Tang Tian fell to the ground, blood slowly spreading on his clothes.

He stared at Yan Tu's body on the ground. Yan Tu's breath had expired.

That face that was scarred but as hard as steel began to melt little by little.

Mom, I won... Did you see... I am very powerful...

Mom, I miss you very much...

I miss you very much...

Tears burst out of his eyes, running along his cheeks, rushing through the wound, and with blood, they hit the ground at the young man's feet, making the dust wet.
Chapter completed!