Free Web NovelXiangliu originally had a chance to dodge, as he possessed a Bloodline ability that allowed him to transform his entire body into a part of the black turbid waves, though he would fall into a weakened state after using this move.
Unfortunately, he was wary that Feiyi would settle scores with him while he was weak.
Unfortunately, he did not use all his might to evade and escape the moment Li Mo pulled out his hammer, so by the time he realized it, it was already too late.
It was already too late.
Just as Xiangliu's body began to melt, he felt the surrounding air completely solidify, hard as iron. He had no time to react, to use his Bloodline Power to break through the heavy momentum of the hammer.
The hammerhead rapidly expanded in his eyes.
Xiangliu's eyes widened, sensing the aura of death. All his scales stood on end, yet they were swept and churned like waves by the surging hammer force.
It was as if a world had crashed down, and anything in its path would be mercilessly crushed.
A Guan Shen Realm Martial Artist, crossing Realms, killing a Six-Rank Disaster Beast with one blow?
If someone had told him that before this, he would have scoffed.
But at this moment, he believed it.
Boom—
The immense force that could stabilize the universe crashed down, transmitting its power from Xiangliu's trunk to every inch of his body, exploding into a sky full of black blood rain.
"Hoo..."
Xiao Li retrieved his hammer and exhaled a puff of white Qi.
Activating World Power to unleash the Sky-Turning Hammer with the Panjie Meteor Hammer naturally gave him greater certainty, but he had no strength left after one blow.
Fortunately, Xiangliu was suspicious of Feiyi and hesitated, also underestimating him.
One could say he only utilized less than thirty percent of his abilities, dying a very resentful death.
He still had strength to deal with another opponent.
He just didn't know if the other two Six-Rank Disaster Beasts would have the same idea as Xiangliu and Feiyi.
If they also rushed over, he would have to consider a strategic retreat with Ice Cube.
Nanguan (Southern Pass) City was still a considerable distance away, but this was certainly not the first wave of Disaster Beasts to come calling.
Now was not the time for a desperate fight.
The wind howled, and black rain poured down.
The doors of the Shan Jun Temple rattled loudly.
The girl holding the sword, her black hair fluttering, saw the figure not far away standing unmoving, then relaxed her grip on the sword, her eyes settling.
There had been Martial Artists who deliberately showed off in front of her before.
At that time, she didn't even seem to harbor any childish or ridiculous thoughts; she completely ignored them.
How come now, she felt his stubborn back was a bit childish, and also a bit... handsome?
The two little figures on Ice Cube's shoulder had now changed the subject of their argument.
The little figure in white smiled and said, "He's definitely going to want praise later. How about we call him big brother? No man can resist a 'Big brother, you're so amazing!'"
The little figure in black still had a cold little face and calmly said, "We're clearly two months older than him. If we call him big brother, won't he float up to the heavens? What if he acts even more recklessly next time? We should call him little brother and tell him not to be willful next time."
"...."
Ying Bing touched the boy with a large head's head, feeling that neither option was easy to say out loud.
While the two little figures were arguing, Feiyi outside had already shaken off the foul-smelling black blood on his body.
Hmm?
Xiangliu... gone?
Judging by the withered vegetation on this mountain, which likely wouldn't support any plant life for decades, this was no illusion.
Even if Li Mo, for some reason, possessed True Dragon Bloodline and gained the recognition of the heavenly divine jade, he was still only a Guan Shen Realm Martial Artist.
Yet, he eliminated Xiangliu in the blink of an eye.
This was even more fantastical than his son having two heads!
"You just wait for me!"
Feiyi's four wings vibrated, stirring up dry gales, and he intended to flee.
"Cough cough..."
"Hmm?"
Not only did that kid put away his hammer, but he seemed to have suffered a severe internal injury? Well, that made sense, after all, he instantly killed Xiangliu by leapfrogging Realms.
If he called the other two Disaster Beasts, the heavenly divine jade would have to be split among three demons...
Feiyi returned, deciding to test him first.
He didn't know he had already fallen for the Fighting King Profound Meaning!
The strongest means to trap an enemy is not a trap, not a grappling technique, but 'I can counter-kill'.
Buzz buzz—
Feiyi snorted.
Immediately, sand and dust rose on the mountaintop, and the air within a radius of more than ten li quickly dried up. The mountain, which had just experienced rain, suddenly looked as if it hadn't been moisturized for decades.
Even an Inner Breath Realm Martial Artist would probably have their moisture instantly drained.
Whoosh—
"This is very similar to a blade technique I once saw, because that person observed Feiyi's Divine Intention."
Li Mo's skin reflected a dark glow, and the seven Mystic Cores in his Dantian locked his Qi and true essence, like a piece of gravel standing in a dry land.
Without using World Power, to what extent could he fight a Six-Rank Disaster Beast equivalent to an Inner Scenery Martial Artist?
Suddenly, accompanied by a hissing sound, a scorching heat assaulted him, as if dragging Li Mo into a barren wasteland, turning him into a withered blade of grass.
Feiyi looked down at the young man below, his vertical pupils greedy and cautious. He noticed that the dark glow on the young man's body was like a candle in the wind, seemingly about to extinguish.
He was almost done for!
"Roar!"
He finally stopped hesitating, letting out a roar as he crushed down with the sandstorm.
And so, the dry gale turned into a curtain, on which the monstrous, enormous snake shadow and the tiny young man both cast their fighting figures.
Li Mo's aura fluctuated, strong and weak, but whenever he seemed on the verge of exhaustion, it would suddenly erupt.
As they fought, one waxed and the other waned.
Feiyi had long lost its initial ferocity, becoming increasingly powerless in the prolonged struggle, as the hammer would strike its body during each of the young man's 'final ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) bursts', causing its internal organs to violently shake. ƒrēewebnovel.com
Snake blood gradually covered the mountaintop.
Only the Shan Jun Temple remained unharmed.
And so, after a long while, Feiyi lay limp on the ground, his vertical pupils lifeless:
"Weren't you... almost done for?"
Bang—
A hammer struck its skull, where the scales were shattered, and the force penetrated the earth, causing large spiderweb-like cracks. Feiyi lost its life with a question.
"This time, it's real."
Putting away Forty, Li Mo, whose whole body was sore and numb, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He sat down on the scarred ground, panting and his eyelids drooping.
Just now, he had directly killed a Six-Rank Disaster Beast! This achievement was enough to rank him among the top ten on the Qianlong Ranking.
Counting Xiangliu, whom he killed by activating a divine weapon with World Power, was even more terrifying, and he wondered if the Yantian Sect's sphere of influence encompassed the Southern Border...
However, Li Mo had no time to think about those things; every cell in his body was signaling fatigue.
He held the hammer and returned to the only intact Shan Jun Temple.
"Ice Cube, are you ready?"
"I haven't thought it through yet."
"Huh?"
Li Mo was stunned. He was asking if Ice Cube was ready to take over, as he really wanted to rest for a while.
What did 'haven't thought it through' mean?
Ice Cube's eyes seemed somewhat complex and conflicted.
"What haven't you thought through?"
"....."
Ying Bing lowered her gaze, looking outside as if nothing had happened, seemingly admiring the 'wonderful' scenery.
After a while, she finally spoke: "Li Mo, do you want to hear..."
"Snore... snore..."
Xiao Li's snoring at this moment could rival that of his beautiful Master.
He was sleeping very soundly, his handsome face showing fatigue, alternating between light and shadow in the faint glow of dusk, subtly shedding some childishness and gaining a bit of ruggedness.
Ying Bing was momentarily stunned, and a gentle smile, which she herself did not notice, curled at the corner of her lips.
She moved the meditation cushion closer and knelt on it.
Gently supporting his head, she placed it on her joined, slender thighs.
Letting him rest well should be more important than praising him, right?
This time, the two little figures, one black and one white, did not come out to argue.
