Supreme Immortal Demon

"Thought you were the only one who could fly?"

Yan Zhongxian sneered, noticing the surprise in Luo Chuan's eyes, the smile on his lips became even wider.

Before Luo Chuan could say anything, Yan Zhongxian shot out without warning, his body drawing a series of afterimages in the air, and appeared in front of Luo Chuan in the blink of an eye.

"In the way of physical combat, you are still far away!"

Yan Zhongxian laughed loudly and sharply.

Violent thunder sounded in the sky. In the thunder, a golden claw flew out at a speed exceeding the thunder. In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of claw shadows bloomed in front of Luo Chuan, like a peacock spreading its tail, densely packed, surrounding Luochuan was surrounded from all directions.

Each claw shadow carried a huge force that shook the air, and the strong wind blew many monks with average physical cultivation skills away from a long distance.

Yan Zhongxian's grasp was so superb that people felt that his Tao power had not been sealed.

However, Luo Chuan knew that Yan Zhongxian's physical cultivation was so high that he had perfectly integrated the physical body with the artistic conception. He controlled the Tao with the physical body in a unique way, and he was worthy of being the first person in the cannon fodder camp to fight in the physical way.

In front of the huge gray city wall, with tens of thousands of imprisoned monks overhead, Luo Chuan faced a powerful enemy with a clear mind and remained calm.

The bright white brilliance gushes out from the heart of Luo Chuan's fist, and the energy and blood all over his body surges. The strength of his physical body suddenly increases tenfold. The two blood surnames of extreme cold and extreme inflammation bless the physical body, and he punches out suddenly!

Luo Chuan's punch came late and came first. It combined the techniques of the ancient Tiannan Region and the current Tiannan Region. It can be called the strongest punch Luo Chuan has fired after entering the cannon fodder camp!

Boom!

Luo Chuan's fist and Yan Zhongxian's palm collided hard, making a thunderous roar!

A wave of air visible to the naked eye rippled from the air between the two people's fists. Although the air that was ten thousand times harder than the outside was not broken, it was also twisted into wrinkles. It was obvious that it had almost reached the limit of what it could withstand.

Bang!

The two bodies shook wildly and were ejected backward at the same time.

There was a noise below the city. Most of the tens of thousands of monks on Yan Bai's side showed disbelief, while more than three hundred monks on Luo Chuan's side cheered, and everyone was excited.

Before Luo Chuan appeared, there were some physically powerful monks who came to challenge Yan Zhongxian, but except for Boss Bai, no one was Yan Zhongxian's enemy.

In the expectant eyes of more than 300 monks including Wang Hu, Luo Chuan and Yan Zhongxian were fighting each other.

The sound of breaking wind and thunder echoed all over the city. The two men were fighting fast, like two figures scattered with gray material, so faint that it was almost impossible to catch it with the naked eye.

The monks were all imprisoned in Huang Ting and their Tao power was sealed, so they could only see with their naked eyes.

Soon, 90% of the monks could no longer keep up with the speed of the two. After a while, among the ten thousand monks on the field, only a dozen monks with extremely strong physical bodies were able to capture the two figures. In the end, only Boss Bai and Blood-Hand Immortal Slaughter Li Guang could identify their locations in the city.

The monks under Luo Chuan were nervously looking forward to it, silently waiting for the final result.

With a "bang" sound, a figure flew out from nowhere, his head hit the city wall hard and fell to the ground.

Looking at that familiar figure, Wang Hu's eyes twitched and his face turned ugly, and the other more than 300 monks also looked gloomy.

It was Luo Chuan who was knocked into the city wall. In the physical battle with Yan Zhongxian, Luo Chuan ended up defeated like all previous challengers.

An afterimage appeared in the air.

Brown feather robe, flowing long hair, shiny skin... Yan Zhongxian is like an ink painting being dyed, appearing in front of everyone little by little. His movement skills are even more weird than Luo Chuan's before.

"I have to admit that your physical fighting skills are beyond my expectations. Over the years, except for Boss Bai, you are the only one who can fight with me to this extent. Unfortunately, compared to Boss Bai, you are still so inferior. Some, for various reasons, I can’t let you go.”

Yan Zhongxian was suspended in the air, looking down at the figure lying motionless under the wall.

After saying this, Yan Zhongxian blinked unconsciously.

When he lowered his head and looked again, the man under the wall was gone.

Yan Zhongxian's heartbeat suddenly accelerated!

A feeling of extreme danger arose from the bottom of his heart.

Years of fighting experience came into play at this time. Yan Zhongxian didn't even think about it. All the strength of his physical body was poured into his arms, and he raised his arms and tightened them into a ring.

Almost as soon as Yan Zhongxian finished this set of actions, a black and purple figure fell from the sky like a meteor and suddenly rushed towards him.

Bang!

Yan Zhongxian's arms collided violently with the figure.

His arms shook violently, Yan Zhongxian's energy and blood surged, and his face turned red.

The huge force between the arms is still increasing, almost increasing by more than ten times in half a blink of an eye!

Yan Zhongxian was secretly frightened. He looked up and his pupils suddenly dilated.

The Luo Chuan in front of him was not only covered with black smoke and evil aura, but also surrounded by a volcano-like cover of purple flames. One was black, the other was purple, and two groups of brilliance enveloped the whole body. This made Luo Chuan look like he was filled with the aura of a monster.

"Vital energy shield?"

Yan Zhongxian was taken aback again. Unexpectedly, Luo Chuan increased his strength again, his feet became unstable, and he was knocked away by Luo Chuan.

Yan Zhongxian hit the ground hard, and like Luo Chuan, his head fell to the ground.

There was silence.

The monks stared at Luo Chuan in disbelief, almost unable to believe what they saw. Boss Yan, who had been the number one person in the cannon fodder camp for fifty years, was in such an embarrassing situation for the first time.

Above the city, Boss Bai looked at Yan Zhongxian, thoughtfully.

Luo Chuan succeeded in his sneak attack, so he naturally would not miss the opportunity to kill him.

Before Yan Zhongxian could stand up, Luo Chuan appeared in front of him in an instant, his arms passed through the afterimage, and his hands pressed on Yan Zhongxian's head.

Before Luo Chuan could exert his strength, his hands were firmly grasped with two snaps.

Then, his legs were also grasped by two hands.

Two more hands appeared on his chest and abdomen.

Amid the boiling shouts of tens of thousands of monks, Luo Chuan was lifted high by Yan Zhongxian.

When he stood up again, Yan Zhongxian's brown feather robe had been torn into pieces, revealing his muscular white upper body. Six arms stretched out from his shoulders, and six iron-hoop-like hands firmly grasped Luo Chuan.

"It's the six-armed Dharma image!"

"Dharma image? Have you forgotten? You can't use Tao power here."

"That's... the legendary six-armed physical body? Boss Yan's physical attainments have reached this level!"

Amid the exclamations of the surrounding monks, Yan Zhongxian used his six arms to tear Luo Chuan into pieces with a wild laugh!

More than 300 monks under Luo Chuan were stunned, and then their faces turned pale. The monks under Yan and Bai went crazy at the sight of blood and shouted together.

In mid-air, Luo Chuan's "corpse" did not fall to the ground, but floated strangely.

The splashed blood did not continue to spray, but condensed into a stream, and instantly shrank back into drops of blood.

The blood gathered, the broken arms and legs were reassembled, and in a moment, a living Luo Chuan reappeared in front of the monks.

The second level of Longhu, broken arms can be reborn.

Now Luo Chuan is already at the third level of Dragon Hound. As long as his blood and essence are not sucked away and he delays for too long, he can instantly reconcile even if his body is torn into pieces, let alone broken arms.

After quickly moving his body, Luo Chuan swallowed the two clear and turbid air, looked at Yan Zhongxian with fear, flew up with the wind, and flew to the top of the city in a panic.

"Is it the life-saving trick at the bottom of the box? Where are you running!"

Yan Zhongxian laughed loudly and flew after Luo Chuan.

He was superior to Luo Chuan in both physical strength and hardness, but he could not help but feel a little afraid of Luo Chuan when he saw Luo Chuan's backhand cards constantly exposed.

The two flew to the top of the city one after the other.

On the top of the city, Li Guang and Boss Bai were toasting and watching Luo Chuan with interest.

"Not good. Boss made a mistake in a hurry this time and actually flew to the top of the city!" Wang Hu thought it was bad.

"What happened to the boss? Is he really smart all his life but confused for a moment? Behind him is Yan Zhongxian, and in front of him are Li Guang and Boss Bai. The road he chose is a dead end!" said another core cultivator.

Everyone has seen that although Luo Chuan has many back-ups and his strength is close to Boss Yan, his real physical strength is still a little bit behind Boss Yan. Even if Li Guang and Boss Bai don't make a move, as long as they stop Luo Chuan, Luo Chuan will face Boss Yan's thundering blow.

The same doubts also arose in Yan Zhongxian's heart.

"Don't you have any back-ups that you haven't used?"

There were still two hundred feet left to the top of the city. Yan Zhongxian suddenly sneered: "Even if there is a back-up, it's useless."

As soon as the voice fell, Yan Zhongxian's pupils rotated, and a faint light spread out from his pupils, covering Luo Chuan.

A little faint light in the eyes can see through all kinds of changes.

When the two were still fifty feet away from the top of the city, Luo Chuan finally turned his body halfway and looked at Yan Zhongxian not far below him. He continued to fly away while preparing to fight back.

On the top of the city, Bai Lao Da had already stood up, his eyes flashing, staring at Luo Chuan, and it seemed that if Luo Chuan dared to escape to the city, he would intercept him.

Blood Hand Immortal Butcher Li Guang was still drinking, watching Luo Chuan who was about to be attacked by Yan and Bai. The reason why he made things difficult for Luo Chuan was not for anything else, but because Luo Chuan was on good terms with Xitian Sword King and Beisha Jun, but in comparison, he was not so respectful to him.

Gradually, every time he saw Luo Chuan, Li Guang felt very uncomfortable.

As the leader of the supervising monks, facing a prisoner who made him uncomfortable, he would naturally find ways to make things difficult for him, or even... get rid of him.

In a blink of an eye, Luo Chuan was only ten feet away from the top of the city wall. In front of him were Bai Lao Da and Li Guang, and behind him was Yan Zhongxian who was chasing him relentlessly. Luo Chuan finally stopped running, and his body movement stopped abruptly, and he turned sideways to meet Yan Zhongxian.

Yan Zhongxian's eyes shone with a faint light, and he carefully scanned Luo Chuan, but did not find anything unusual.

But as the first person in the cannon fodder camp for many years, he had rich experience in fighting and was called the king of the flesh. At this moment, Yan Zhongxian's heart suddenly rippled, and he felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.

Luo Chuan suddenly smiled.

Catching that smile, Yan Zhongxian's uneasiness became stronger. Although he had already punched out, he still couldn't help but ask, "Do you have a backup plan?"

"Of course." Luo Chuan also punched out.

"Where?"

"Here."

A low laugh came from behind.

Yan Zhongxian was startled, his eyes stagnated, and his face was full of disbelief.

Bai Lao Da, who disappeared on the top of the city wall at some point, appeared behind him. (To be continued.)