Chapter 102: Pretending to be awesome in front of me? I’ll kill you with one shot!
Chapter 102: Pretending to be awesome in front of me? I’ll kill you with one shot!
"Senior Brother Lingxiao!"
"Quickly stop this lunatic Chen Zheng!"
On Tiandu Peak, the people of Tiandu who were running around in a panic were extremely excited and shouted towards Lingxiao.
In the ruins left by Wanluo Peak below, many elders whose limbs were cut off by Chen Zheng also perked up, expecting Lingxiao to punish Chen Zheng with thundering force.
Especially Ji Hui, whose lifeless old eyes suddenly showed a malicious light, and she screamed at the top of her lungs: "Lingxiao, you are going to destroy Chen Zheng's magic skills and turn him into dust!"
Now that she is ruined, Chen Zheng won't have an easy time either!
Lingxiao will definitely help her get revenge.
Ten percent!
Lingxiao has reached the seventh level of supernatural power, and has transformed his natal talisman into a golden elixir.
People in this realm not only have a lifespan of over a thousand years, but also have the power to move mountains and fill the sea. They are far beyond the reach of Ji Hui, a cultivator in the Guiyi realm.
Because of this, there is an unwritten rule in the cultivation world that calls the Jindan realm cultivators "giants of the ages."
If the eternal giant of the secret realm of longevity is the emperor of a dynasty, then the giant of thousands of years is the crown prince, who will ascend the throne and become emperor in the future!
Therefore, she and everyone else believed that if Lingxiao just flicked her fingers, Chen Zheng would be in a state of suffering a fate worse than death.
"With me here, Chen Zheng can't turn the tables."
Lingxiao looked calm, with a ball of burning flame hanging from his sleeves, which turned into a golden sword in his hand and slashed towards Tiandu Peak.
In an instant, a huge streak of light was cut out, emitting infinite golden light, like a long river made of gold, which instantly destroyed the huge hand of Qi that was about to grab the Nine Palaces Golden Pagoda.
After doing all this, Lingxiao walked towards Chen Zheng with steady steps, holding the golden sword in his hand.
His entire body was glowing purple, and nine real dragons were roaming on his robes as if they had life. The dragons roared continuously, and his sacred majesty made him look like an ancient emperor.
“Hiss, Senior Brother Lingxiao actually used the Clear Sky Sword from the Clear Sky True Fire! Is he going to use the Clear Sky Sword to chop off Senior Brother Chen’s head?”
"Alas, although Senior Brother Chen's fighting ability is amazing, he is still several steps behind Senior Brother Lingxiao."
Many people either shouted in surprise or sighed softly, impressed by Lingxiao's peerless grace.
Even though they were at a very long distance, the terrifying aura of the Haotian Sword made them feel terrified.
Haotian True Fire is an unrivaled magical power recorded in the sect's supreme book, "The Sutra of Ascension".
This kind of supreme magical power is extraordinary and is the foundation of the Yuhua Sect. It should not be given lightly.
Only true disciples or elders like Lingxiao who have cultivated to the seventh level of the golden elixir realm are qualified to practice.
This is written in the sect rules.
"shit."
"Senior Brother Chen has encountered a truly formidable enemy."
Fang Han, Long Xuan, Ye Piaoling and others were all nervous and worried about Chen Zheng.
"Lingxiao, what's the point of bullying Junior Brother Chen? Your opponent is me!"
Jia Lan shouted coldly, and flew towards Chen Zheng again, wanting to help him block Ling Xiao, at a faster speed than last time.
"Another clueless bastard."
Facing Lingxiao who was approaching with a sword in hand, Chen Zheng showed no fear.
His black and red robe fluttered with a rustling sound, and exuded an overwhelming demonic energy, so domineering and powerful, like an unparalleled true demon descending to the world.
Above his head, a huge bronze cannon was rising slowly, ancient and mysterious, emitting terrifying waves that could destroy the world.
This wave swept in all directions, startling the birds in the sky and making them fall down, and causing countless spiritual birds in the Yuhua Mountains to crawl on the ground and tremble in fear.
The surging purple energy that was pressing down from Lingxiao was also dissipated by the impact.
"What a terrifying smell!"
"What kind of magical power is this?"
When they saw the ancient bronze cannon, Baizhan Zhenren, Jin Rilie, Jin Shitai and other elders and true disciples were all furious.
The people from Tiandu, who had just been cheered up, as well as Ji Hui and more than a dozen elders in the ruins below, all had horror in their eyes and collapsed like dead dogs.
Yan was so shocked that he roared wildly. Even though he was in the Jiao Fu Huangquan diagram, when he saw the bronze ancient cannon, he had an illusion that the ancient cannon was aimed at him.
As long as Chen Zheng fired, no matter how he escaped or where he hid, he would be blown into nothingness and completely wiped out from the world.
There is no recovery!
Even Jia Lan, who was at the Jindan realm, changed color slightly and paused in mid-air again, looking at Chen Zheng in doubt.
Not to mention Lingxiao, his approaching steps suddenly stopped and he could not take another step.
If someone looked closely, they would be able to see that there was a fine layer of cold sweat on Lingxiao's forehead.
He seems scared?
In fact, what outsiders don’t know is that Lingxiao’s natal golden elixir is covered with a layer of dust.
That ancient bronze cannon is extremely terrifying.
Once Chen Zheng fires, the golden elixir in his body may not be able to withstand it and will burst.
You might even die!
With this in mind, Ling Xiao hurriedly used his top-grade treasure, the "Qingmu Divine King Sword", in an attempt to resist the bombardment of the Great Tribulation Ancient Cannon, and shouted anxiously: "Junior Brother Chen, we can discuss everything..."
The demeanor of the great men of all ages and the majesty of the ancient emperors were all thrown out of the window.
At this moment, he had only one thought, to stabilize Chen Zheng and never let him fire at him.
Stay away from this person from now on.
The further away the better!
"What the hell, go to hell!"
Chen Zheng's voice was cold, like the sentence of the god of death. He did not hesitate at all because of Lingxiao's words and launched the ancient cannon of great disaster.
No matter who it is, if they dare to stand in his way, they must be prepared to be killed by his one shot.
Boom!
There was a deafening explosion, and everything went dark before everyone’s eyes, and they could no longer see anything.
All one could feel was a strong shock wave sweeping in all directions, shaking the sky and the earth, as if encountering a doomsday disaster.
Countless disciples and elders lost their balance and fell to the ground, getting dizzy and dazed.
"Where's Senior Brother Lingxiao?"
Many monks with magical powers struggled to get up, rushed up to the sky, and looked towards the place where Lingxiao had stood before, but they saw that it was empty and there was no trace of Lingxiao.
Was Lingxiao turned into nothingness by a single shot?
Many people were trembling.
He was a giant throughout the ages, yet he was killed by Chen Zheng, a cultivator of the fourth level of supernatural power?
How can it be?
This completely overturns the iron law of the spiritual practice!
"Look, Senior Brother Lingxiao is not dead. He was saved by Elder Tianxing!" Someone pointed at the sky and shouted.
Everyone looked quickly and saw that the edge of the Yuhua Palace in the sky was filled with people without them knowing when.
Tiangong, Chuan Gong, Tian Xing, Jiang Rourou and other great elders were among them, totaling more than a hundred people.
Many great elders looked either horrified or in disbelief, staring blankly at Chen Zheng below, as if they had not expected him to be so terrifying.
Elder Tian Xing also revealed a rare look of shock on his face, and he was holding a person in his hand, who was Ling Xiao.
Lingxiao's pale face was filled with fear, and his Nine Dragon Robe was soaked with cold sweat and stuck to his body, making him look like a drowned dog.
He was just a little bit away from being hit by the ancient bronze cannon.
If Elder Tian Xing hadn't rescued him, his golden elixir would at least have shattered.
It's unthinkable!
(End of this chapter)