Chapter 37 No one in heaven or on earth can save you!

Chapter 37 No one in heaven or on earth can save you!

Chapter 37 No one in heaven or on earth can save you!
Upon hearing this, Chen Zheng stopped practicing, frowned and looked in the direction of the source of the angry shout.

A few miles away, above the dotted mushroom cluster, a horse-faced man wearing a Bagua purple-gold Taoist robe, about 27 or 28 years old, was seen flying towards this side.

Yes, the horse-faced man came flying.

However, this person did not fly in the air with his own magic power, but was riding on a three-foot flying sword that was shining with white light.

Sword flying!

"Why are Taiyi Sect disciples here?"

The crane, who had just recovered from the shock and returned to Chen Zheng, was about to build a fire to grill the body of the Flying Yaksha to satisfy his craving. At the same time, he saw the horse-faced man riding a sword. He was immediately frightened like a mouse meeting a cat, and trembled all over.

It hurriedly ran to Chen Zheng's side and said hurriedly: "He is a disciple of Taiyi Sect. We must not provoke him. Hurry up and get on my back. Let's leave quickly before he comes over."

Chen Zheng had no intention of getting on the crane's back. He shook his head and laughed, "He's just a Taiyi Sect disciple in the physical realm. What's there to be afraid of?"

He could tell that the horse-faced man was definitely not a cultivator with magical powers, otherwise he would not be flying on a sword but rather flying in the air.

However, being able to possess a spiritual flying sword in the secret realm of the physical body is also very amazing.

Most of the inner and outer sect disciples of Yuhua Sect only use magic weapons, and those who possess spiritual weapons are rare, and all of them are famous figures in the inner sect.

It is no exaggeration to say that among the more than 400,000 inner and outer sect disciples of the Yuhua Sect, the number of those who possess spiritual weapons is definitely no more than 500.

The Taiyi Sect is completely different.

It is said that Taiyi Sect has 70,000 to 80,000 inner disciples, and almost everyone of them has a spiritual weapon.

There are millions of outer disciples, and many of them have spiritual weapons.

This shows how wealthy the Taiyi clan is.

It is worthy of being the largest sect in the world.

"Hey, Taiyi Sect disciples hate the devil the most, especially people like you who are in the right path but practice devilish skills. When he comes, you will be in trouble."

Seeing that Chen Zheng was unmoved, Xianhe lost his temper and hid behind him dejectedly.

This time it didn't run away, it wanted to see how the situation would develop.

After all, the Taiyi Sect is a righteous and reasonable sect, unlike the underground demons who are so vicious and eat people at will.

Chen Zheng was practicing magic skills, and at most he would be severely punished by the Taiyi Sect disciples, but he would never lose his life.

As for why it is so afraid of the Taiyi Sect's disciples, it is because the Yuhua Sect is naturally inferior to the Taiyi Sect.

Because at the last gathering of immortals held by the ten sects of the immortal way, Hua Tiandu, the eldest senior brother of the Yuhua Sect, had established a rule that disciples of the Yuhua Sect must keep a low profile and if they encounter disciples of the Taiyi Sect while traveling outside, they should avoid them if possible.

If it is really unavoidable and there is a dispute between the two sides, then no matter who is right or wrong, the disciples of Yuhua Sect should try their best to be tolerant.

If anyone dares to be intolerant of Taiyi Sect's disciples, or even dares to fight with them, he will be severely punished by Hua Tiandu after returning to Yuhua Sect.

Afterwards, he had to go to Taiyi Sect with Hua Tiandu to apologize, present gifts, and ask for forgiveness.

There are precedents for all of this.

This further encouraged the arrogance of the Taiyi Sect's disciples.

The disciples of the Yuhua Sect also lost their courage, and when they met the disciples of the Taiyi Sect outside, they all cowered in fear, like grandsons meeting their grandfather.

At this time, the horse-faced man in the distance finally controlled the flying sword and landed in front of Chen Zheng.

The white flying sword flew around his body and wrapped around his waist like a belt.

The man glanced at the dead bodies of the demons lying on the ground, his expression becoming more and more angry. He stared at Chen Zheng with sharp eyes and asked, "What's your name? What kind of magic skills do you use? Where did you learn it from?"

"Don't you know that Hua Tiandu once promised our Taiyi Sect that he would purge the disciples who practiced magic and draw a clear line between ourselves and the demon sect?"

The horse-faced man's scolding was like an imperial official sitting in the hall, banging the gavel, and interrogating a heinous criminal from a high position.

This was not a deliberate act on his part, but a natural demeanor that came from being an official for a long time.

Disciples of Taiyi Sect are officials.

The immortal official in the cultivation world!

The disciples of other schools and sects are the people.

Chen Zheng's expression turned cold instantly, and he said indifferently: "Where did you come from, you wild dog? Why are you barking here? Kneel down."

"What did you say?"

The horse-faced man's angry expression froze on his face, and he stared at Chen Zheng in disbelief.

Did he hear it correctly?
How dare the person in front of him call him a wild dog?
And let him kneel down?
It’s ridiculous.

It was even more ridiculous than a beggar suddenly breaking into the imperial palace and threatening to make the emperor kneel down.

"Isn't this guy too bold?" Xianhe, who was hiding behind Chen Zheng, clicked his tongue secretly. He didn't expect that he dared to scold even the disciples of Taiyi Sect.

If Hua Tian knew about this, Chen Zheng would be in big trouble.

Moreover, the horse-faced man in front of him has a flying sword.

Even if Chen Zheng could easily kill the Flying Yaksha, he would find it difficult to resist the assassination of the flying sword.

Where does he get the confidence from?

Xianhe couldn't help but regret it.

I regret why I didn't run away just now.

Now, with these words out of Chen Zheng's mouth, he has completely offended the Taiyi Sect disciple in front of him.

There is no more room for maneuver.

This person is determined to fight Chen Zheng to the death.

What happened next was exactly as Xianhe had expected.

The horse-faced man was stunned for a moment, then his face turned pale and he said sternly: "You crazy devil, you have destroyed the reputation of my immortal way. I will suppress you, abolish your martial arts, and then take you to Huatiandu..."

"You won't kneel down, right? Then die."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Chen Zheng's impatient voice.

Chen Zhengke didn't have the patience to waste time talking to this person.

Boom!

He took a step forward, rushed to the horse-faced man, and performed the two moves of Pluto's true body, the Overturning Rivers and Seas. The wind from his fist was fierce, like a tsunami and a landslide, and with the force of thunder, he punched at the man's face.

"This beast is so powerful!"

The horse-faced man's expression changed slightly. The wind from Chen Zheng's punch hit him in the face and almost suffocated him.

He was an inner sect disciple of the Taiyi Sect. He had already cultivated to the tenth level of his physical body at an early stage and possessed the strength of ten horses, which was enough to make him the best in this realm.

However, in front of the momentum that Chen Zheng burst out, he felt very insignificant.

Chen Zheng has at least fourteen or fifteen horses' worth of strength.

One punch would turn him into ashes.

But he is not a vegetarian!

He quickly withdrew, and at the same time, his mind moved, and the flying sword he had just controlled began to vibrate continuously, emitting a cold white light, and in an instant flew out from his waist, turning into a long ray of light that pierced the sky and stabbed towards Chen Zheng's door.

"Haha, this is what you rely on."

Chen Zheng showed no fear at all. He sneered, changed his hand gesture from fist to palm, and grabbed the flying sword coming towards him.

"My White Rainbow Sword was forged by the elder using meteorite iron from outer space. Although it is only a low-grade spiritual weapon, it is not something that a human body can withstand. You are seeking death!"

"Wha...what?"

The horse-faced man sneered repeatedly, but in the blink of an eye, the sneer stopped abruptly and his eyes widened like copper bells.

Because when Chen Zheng's palm touched the flying sword, not only was his palm not cut off by the flying sword, but it was also aroused with large sparks and clanging sounds.

Not only that, Chen Zheng clenched his five fingers and grabbed the Baihong Sword like an eagle catching a chick.

And no matter how he urged it, or how the Baihong Sword jumped in Chen Zheng's palm, it could not break free.

how could it be possible?
"What kind of body is this?"

Behind Chen Zheng, Xianhe, who was trying to sneak away, froze in his tracks and his eyes almost popped out.

Chen Zheng used his body to resist the flying sword and caught it. It was incredible and powerful.

It's so ferocious!
"Thank you for giving me the flying sword. As a thank you, you can die now."

While the man and the crane were shocked, Chen Zheng was not idle. Holding a flying sword in his hand and with a cold expression, he approached the horse-faced man step by step.

"I am a disciple of Taiyi Sect, and my fellow disciples are nearby. If you dare to touch me, no one in heaven or earth will be able to save you!"

The horse-faced man came back to his senses from his shock. Chen Zheng's gaze, as if he was looking at a dead man, made him feel cold in his heart, and he let out a fierce but cowardly roar.

At the same time, he kept retreating to keep some distance from Chen Zheng.

puff!

Unfortunately, before he could retreat far, Chen Zheng's big hand grabbed his crown.

(End of this chapter)