Free Web NovelChapter 1973: Chapter 1972: Taking Action
Swish swish swish!!!
Under Xue Shou’s massive aura suppression, Ju Tianbao was forced to retreat three steps in a row before he finally stopped, his face deathly pale and looking extremely ugly.
Before his eyes, Xue Shou’s suppressive aura was getting stronger and stronger, as if it was going to completely crush him.
Ju Tianbao’s expression turned completely gloomy. He roared, "Fuck your damn bullshit! Break it for this old man!!!"
As his words fell, the two Tianyuan Puppets in front of him suddenly stomped forward, a violent aura bursting from their bodies, pressing back against Xue Shou’s aura.
Boom boom boom!!!
Only to see three Early Mahayana auras colliding in midair, erupting into a chain of explosive booms that wildly rolled back in all directions. In an instant, heaven and earth around them changed color, countless violent winds and black clouds rolling backward in the sky. The two groups of nearby Cultivators scattered in all directions at the first possible moment, afraid that in the next instant they’d be injured by the overwhelming auras unleashed by the two sides.
After more than ten breaths.
Xue Shou’s face sank. Suppressed by the two Tianyuan Puppets, he actually fell into a disadvantage, and his expression instantly turned extremely ugly.
"Break for this lord!!!" Xue Shou roared.
His essence, qi, and spirit condensed into a straight line, surging forward to suppress the two Tianyuan Puppets.
A loud boom!
Under his Secret Technique, both sides were forced back a step and a half before they managed to steady themselves.
"Hahahaha—! Xue Shou, to think you’re still some old monster of the Mahayana Realm, and this is all you’ve got! Just now you were bragging so damn loud, calling my two pieces of junk scrap metal! Looking at it now, you’re pretty damn mediocre yourself!" Ju Tianbao said with open disdain.
"You bastard! A mere Refining Void Peak mutt, and you dare look down on this lord? Go die!!!" Xue Shou roared.
He opened his mouth and spat out a blood-red Longsword. The moment this blood-red Longsword appeared, it radiated a terrifying killing intent. Gripping the blood-red Longsword with both hands, Xue Shou tapped his foot, leaving behind a streak of blood-red lightning as he let out a low shout: "Blood Kill Style!"
As his words fell, a massive two-hundred-zhang blood-red saber light suddenly swept out, rolling up a terrifying pressure, domineeringly shrouding the two Tianyuan Puppets inside as it viciously hacked down toward them.
"Tear this shameless old bastard apart for this old man!!!" Ju Tianbao roared.
As his words fell, the two Tianyuan Puppets suddenly moved.
They didn’t even use any magic treasures—four enormous fists rolled out all at once, two streaks of pale-golden radiance bursting from the surfaces of their fists. A terrifying pressure surged forth as they savagely smashed toward the blood-red Longsword Xue Shou was swinging down.
"Break for this lord!!!" Xue Shou roared.
The blood-red Longsword hacked down fiercely onto the fists the two Tianyuan Puppets had smashed forward.
Clang clang clang!!!
A dense chain of sparks burst from the four fists. The massive blood-red saber light was completely blocked by the two Tianyuan Puppets, not a single shred able to leak out.
"What? That’s impossible! Even ordinary Early Mahayana Cultivators wouldn’t dare act arrogant in front of this lord’s Blood Kill Style! How can this be?" Seeing this, Xue Shou cried out in shock.
"Idiot! The Tianyuan Puppets are powerful Puppets from the Ancient era! Back in the Ancient times, Tianyuan Puppets with terrifying might could even slaughter True Immortals from the True Immortal Realm! They could crush a Golden Immortal with a single hand! The strength of their Physical Bodies is far beyond your imagination! With just that bit of cultivation of yours, you want to arm wrestle with two Tianyuan Puppets? You’re fucking brain-dead!" Ju Tianbao said arrogantly.
He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, pinched a Magic Formula with both hands, and controlled the two Tianyuan Puppets to madly charge in and attack Xue Shou.
For a while, under the suppression of the two Tianyuan Puppets, facing their overwhelming attack power, defensive power, explosive power, and more, Xue Shou could only passively defend. As time dragged on, his defeat—and even his death—was only a matter of time.
Seeing this, Qingyi Hong’s expression changed drastically.
"Old Dog! Bring your life here for this daddy!!!" Qingyi Hong roared.
Whoosh!!!
His body shook, and he instantly transformed into a fully-armed cyan bunker, clad in a cyan battle armor, a massive cyan hammer in each of his hands. The aura of an Unification Peak erupted from within him.
His body blurred, leaving a series of cyan afterimages across the ground, as the two cyan hammers in his hands carried a terrifying might, smashing fiercely toward Ju Tianbao.
"Hmph! Overestimating yourself. You think I’m still that little punk from back then? That you can bully me however you want? This old man is now the master of two Early Mahayana Tianyuan Puppets! Go to hell for this old man!" Ju Tianbao snorted disdainfully.
He cast a Magic Formula with his hand, controlling one Tianyuan Puppet. Its pale-golden fist, carrying a terrifying might, smashed fiercely toward Qingyi Hong.
Crack crack crack!!!
A chain of shattering sounds rang out. The two cyan hammers Qingyi Hong had smashed forward were brutally shattered in front of that pale-golden fist. Even the cyan battle armor on his body was smashed to pieces. The overwhelming force slammed into his body, blasting him backward through the air.
He crashed through more than a dozen buildings in a row before finally stopping. His chest tightened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Fortunately, with multiple layers of defense blocking the blow, plus his own protective spiritual light, although this strike heavily damaged his vitality, his life was not in danger.
"Go die!!!" Ju Tianbao roared again.
He commanded the Tianyuan Puppet to smash out another punch.
A golden fist light over a hundred zhang in size, carrying a pressure that could suppress everything, tore through space, causing waves of collapsing sounds as it smashed toward Qingyi Hong.
Seeing this, Qingyi Hong’s expression changed drastically. He wanted to dodge, but at this moment, he didn’t even have the strength to move a finger.
As for Xue Shou, he was being held up by the other Tianyuan Puppet, completely unable to pull himself free; he himself was almost unable to protect his own life.
At this critical moment, a black figure flashed and blocked in front of Qingyi Hong. This cyan figure stood a full three zhang tall, nearly ten meters high, like a giant, his entire body encased in black battle armor, rolling Demonic Qi shooting out from his body. In his right hand he gripped a black Longsword—none other than the Xuantian Extreme Demon Sword—and a terrifying pressure radiated from within the Xuantian Extreme Demon Sword.
At the same time, the cultivation of a Half-step Mahayana Realm erupted from Zhang Xiaohao’s body.
Just now, seeing that Qingyi Hong’s life was in danger, Zhang Xiaohao once again borrowed Hei Wuchang’s cultivation, but he could only hold on for thirty breaths. Once that time was exceeded, the cultivation he had borrowed would disperse. So Zhang Xiaohao unleashed a barrage of Divine Skills and other methods, Three Heads and Six Arms displaying their might, Dharma Manifestation Heaven and Earth shaking the heavens!
