Martial Cultivator

Letting go of the head of the tall Taoist priest, Chen Chao tore off his black shirt, revealing his scarred upper body, and waved to Guanxing Zhenren, "Why, your mountain master still doesn't dare to come? Are you really afraid of being killed by my punch?"

Guanxing Zhenren glanced at his fellow disciple who was already dead, his face gloomy. He had heard about the previous events and knew that his senior brother had fought with this young warrior with a thought overseas before, but in the end not only failed to kill him, but also had his Dharma image defeated, and watched his junior brother Guanhai die in the hands of this young warrior.

"It's a bit ridiculous for you to say this now. How much Qi is left in your body now?"

Stargazing Immortal stared at Chen Chao, his Taoist Qi constantly condensed and surrounded him, making him look like an immortal in the sky. He squinted his eyes and calculated the remaining Qi of Chen Chao based on the remaining breath here. He already knew how powerful this young warrior was, and seeing him kill another junior brother in front of him, he naturally would not take it lightly.

Chen Chao didn't care. After defeating the Demon Emperor, he was already the strongest man in the world. At this moment, he came across the sea and showed his strength to the cultivators here.

It can be said that there are only two warriors in the world now, one with the surname Chen and the other with the surname Chen.

"You've said so much, but you'll know after the fight. Even if I really want to die here today, you'll definitely die first."

After hearing this, Guanxing Zhenren just sneered: "It's exactly the same as Chen Che, worthy of being an uncle and nephew."

While speaking, he had actually been observing the battle between Yu Xiyi and the four remaining Fuyuns of Qiuling Mountain. In his opinion, the young swordsman should be defeated as time goes by. When he dies at the hands of the Fuyun masters of Qiuling Mountain, they will rush forward, and even if Chen Chao is a true god of war in the sky, he will only be defeated.

But Chen Chao didn't answer this sentence at all, but just passed by directly, and his figure kept approaching Guanxing Zhenren in front of him in an instant. In the blink of an eye, he punched hard.

The majestic energy accumulated in the fist, whistling past, bringing waves of terrifying sound waves, as if the ground was cracking and the mountains were collapsing.

Chen Chao now doesn't look like he's about to run out of energy. Instead, he looks like he's still in his prime, with vigorous blood and energy. Every move he makes is like a surging river or collapsing mountains.

Guanxing Zhenren frowned. This was beyond his expectation. Didn't the many Fuyun monks have any effect on this young warrior?

In a flash, he couldn't hesitate any more. His Dao Qi gushed out instantly to block the punch in front of him.

The two Qis collided again, making a huge muffled sound.

Among his peers in Nanhua Mountain, Guanxing Zhenren has always been regarded as an existence second only to the mountain master Guan'an Zhenren. His high realm and strong strength are known to everyone in Nanhua Mountain. But at this moment, in a collision, Guanxing Zhenren felt a sense of powerlessness from the beginning. The opponent's terrifying aura, like waves, hit again and again, layered, and extremely terrifying. His Taoism is more like a small boat on the waves, swaying constantly, swept by the wind and waves, and it is unknown when it will capsize.

Guanxing Zhenren couldn't believe it. In addition to not believing that Chen Chao was still so terrifying, the biggest disbelief was that he was not only fighting with him now, but he also had a towering Dharma image standing tall and fighting with the other monks in Nanhua Mountain. This was equivalent to doing two things at the same time. No matter how you look at it, it is not an easy method.

When the Taoist spirit of Guanxing collapsed, Zhenren couldn't help but step back a few steps, but before he could stand firm, Chen Chao came in front of him and punched him again. This time, Zhenren Guanxing failed to dodge and was hit by Chen Chao's punch on his Taoist robe. The Taoist robe was a magic weapon he had practiced for many years. The ripples spread out, which could be regarded as removing 70% of the power of Chen Chao's punch, but the Taoist robe's brilliance at this moment could not help but dim a little.

After all, this was a punch from the strongest warrior in the world. It would be a foolish dream to want to pay no price for a magic robe.

However, with this magic robe blocking Chen Chao's punch in the front, Zhenren Guanxing actually had some breathing space. But when his Taoist magic was running, the afterglow of the Taoist magic spread around him and turned into countless rays of light and hit Chen Chao, Chen Chao had already grasped the handle of Yunni's knife.

That straight knife had been with Chen Chao for all those years. Chen Chao had killed many people and monsters with that straight knife, but after the Monster Emperor died under the knife, few people could make him kill people with the knife.

At this moment, Yunni was unsheathed, and a bright and dazzling knife light instantly tore through the broken sea of ​​clouds between the clouds, and unceremoniously pulled a gully between heaven and earth.

The rumbling knife energy whistled out directly.

Guanxing Zhenren was hit by a knife, and his Taoist robe was still flowing with the Taoist rhyme, but it was broken in an instant and could not stop the knife.

After the Taoist robe was broken, Guanxing Zhenren vomited blood. His chest had been cut by the knife, leaving a deep wound, blood splattered, and the wound was horrifying. I don’t know how many bones in his chest were broken, and you can even vaguely see the heart beating inside.

Just this knife was enough to beat Guanxing Zhenren out of the battlefield.

At this moment, Master Guanxing also began to have the idea of ​​retreating. It was a trembling of the soul, a fear caused by a feeling of powerlessness. He was unwilling to fight with the young warrior in front of him who was like a god of war.

At this moment, Master Guanxing realized what his senior brother said when he left Nanhua Mountain.

Hope I can go back alive.

His heart was broken at this moment and he had no intention of fighting at all.

Enduring the severe pain in his chest, Master Guanxing turned into a ray of light and left. His speed was no less fast than the sword cultivator flying with his sword with all his strength.

But soon a sword light appeared behind him and followed closely.

After a short moment, the sword light directly caught up with the brilliance and then slashed away!

"No……"

Stargazing Master screamed miserably. This might be the last word he could say in this life.

Chen Chao, who was naked and holding a knife, spit out a mouthful of blood at this moment and wiped the corners of his mouth. The young martial artist raised his head, glanced at his towering Dharma form, and took a deep breath.

In that fight above the sky, he faced those people in Nanhua Mountain alone. It would be false to say it was effortless, but even so, he still had to do it.

Sure enough, after seeing Master Guanxing bleeding, the Daoist hearts of the remaining Fuyun monks in Nanhua Mountain began to waver at this moment.

They knew the identity of Master Guanxing and how powerful he was, but such a powerful person was killed by this young warrior in such a short period of time?

Thinking back to the few people who had died at the hands of this young martial artist, the rest of the Fuyun monks were no longer as scary as before when their offensive was stagnant.

Chen Chao narrowed his eyes. This was the result he wanted. As long as he killed another Fuyun cultivator at an extremely fast speed, the crisis would be completely resolved.

After that, the offensive and defensive momentum will have a real transformation. By that time, the monks in Nanhua Mountain will really be in trouble and will no longer be able to jump back up.

After having this thought, Chen Chao's majestic dharma image instantly exerted force, and a large piece of majestic qi shattered the dharma over there. Then in an instant, he smashed the dharma image of a Fuyun monk with one punch, waiting for the large piece of dharma. As the sky continued to fall, the sun, moon, and stars around the majestic dharma image continued to rotate. Finally, under the overwhelming Tao Qi of the other dharma images, they directly beat the Taoist to death!

Large amounts of blood exploded among the clouds, creating a strange sight.

This time, everyone else here was really frightened.

Especially when the towering dharma image smashed the Fuyun monk with one punch, turned around and punched another dharma image. This punch directly penetrated the dharma image, and a large amount of Tao Qi collapsed in front of everyone again. broken.

At this moment, everyone no longer wanted to fight anymore. They just wanted to run as far away from the young warrior in front of them as possible.

Just when everyone's Taoist hearts were defeated, a majestic and old voice suddenly sounded from above the sky, "Why are you panicking? Just kill this thief!"

Several rays of light passed by the sky. It was the Fuyun monks behind Nanhua Mountain. At this moment, they finally rushed to the battlefield.

Although this sentence did not have any gentle meaning, just these few words forced many Fuyun monks in Nanhua Mountain to rekindle their fighting spirit.

This is not only because they came to help, but also because those rushing to the battlefield at this moment are all seniors in the mountain, and they were all big figures who were rampant in the world back then.

This kind of existence is enough to make them all have confidence again.

Compared with the renewed fighting spirit of these monks, Chen Chao sighed. Before, everything was developing according to his ideas, but things in the world are like this sometimes. There is no way to do it. You have to admit it.

However, he quickly took a deep breath. Even if things went beyond his expectations, it didn't mean that he would give up.

It's just a battle.

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The battle above Qiuling Mountain was fierce. At this moment, regardless of whether they could kill the two young men today, their vitality was destined to be severely damaged, and it could even be said that they were barely surviving.

These monks in the mountains will never be treated as politely as before when they continue to walk in the world. The principles in this world have always been simple. Whether the people behind them are strong or not can often determine the attitude of others.

In the past, Qiuling Mountain was able to dominate the world, especially in the south, because of the profound foundation of this sect. But now, without this foundation, everything is over.

On the other side of the mountain road, I don't know when, a middle-aged man has arrived. The man is tall and looks ordinary, but he has an aura that ordinary people don't have.

This middle-aged man was walking slowly on the mountain road. After hearing the voice, he raised his head and glanced at the sky. After seeing the majestic appearance of the young martial artist, he smiled with joy. For some reason, he remembered that man from back then. A stubborn young man seen in the capital city of God.

His appearance was only slightly similar to mine, but the thing in his eyes was exactly the same as when he was young.

At that moment, he actually seemed to see himself when he was young.

Since it is my younger self, how can I not be liked by others?

Some distracted middle-aged men suddenly came back to their senses, looked at the sky with disdain, and said with a smile: "I would like to see who can kill my nephew under my nose."

The voice was not loud, but when these words were spoken at this moment, the mountains echoed, and everyone could hear them clearly.

At this moment, many Fuyun monks in the clouds felt their hearts tightening, and everyone felt a special meaning.

Under them, in the Qiuling Mountains, there was an extremely abundant energy rising.

Yu Xiyi screamed, "Damn it, Your Majesty!"

Chen Chao's reaction was not so intense, he just smiled, "Uncle doesn't need to come, I can do it alone."

The Daliang Emperor Chen Che, who was going up the mountain, heard this and laughed and scolded, "Stinky boy, are you pretending like this in front of me?"

As soon as the voice fell, a figure rose from the ground and hit the sky!

The two strongest warriors in the world are going to fight together today!

This seems to be the first time.

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Countless rays of light kept crashing into Nanhua Mountain, like comets, attracting the attention of countless Nanhua Mountain monks.

Zhenren Guan'an, who was standing on the edge of the cliff, had no emotion on his face, but the Taoist energy around him began to fluctuate violently.

These rays of light were messages, and they were the messages he least wanted to see.

Death news.

Each one meant that a Fuyun monk from Nanhua Mountain died outside.

He was familiar with all the auras here, and he knew who they were.

One of them made him a little angry.

That was his junior fellow apprentice, Guanxing Zhenren.

Many people died today, but three of his junior fellow apprentices have already died.

They had practiced Taoism together and spent a lot of time together in the long years in the past. It would be a lie to say that they had no feelings, but they still died.

Zhenren Guanan could not accept this result. He left the cliff and was about to leave Nanhua Mountain and rush to Qiuling Mountain to kill the young warrior himself.

But just as he was thinking about it, countless rays of light suddenly appeared in the clouds around Nanhua Mountain.

Countless powerful auras have already arrived at Nanhua Mountain.

Zhenren Guanan narrowed his eyes, moved his body, and came to the top of the mountain with a blank expression.

A tall figure appeared in the clouds. Someone lazily lowered his head through the thick clouds and looked down at Guan'an Zhenren on the top of the mountain. "Guan'an, where are you going if you don't stay in your doghouse?"

"Fuyao Tianren."

Zhenguan'an said indifferently: "Why, have you become more advanced? Are you coming to my Nanhua Mountain to show off your power?"

Fuyao Tianren rubbed his head. There were many cultivators from the Fuyao Sect behind him. His purpose of coming here was self-evident.

"I have been staying in Guishan for a long time and feel a little bored, so I want to get you out of Nanhua Mountain."

Fuyao Tianren narrowed his eyes and smiled: "You should have no objection, right?"