Chapter 125 (1/2)
Chapter 125 - Dusty
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Although the old man's strength was only at the eighth stage of the Houtian realm, but in his rage, he still released his strength to the extreme. Suddenly, he released a majestic atmosphere along with a formidable force.
Although there was no Xiantian Zhen Qi released from his body, but true qi …
In his fury, the old man flew into the air like an eagle, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth as he swatted at Xiang Yang.
The strength of this palm belt was very strong, it had even exceeded the boundary of Houtian eighth stage, its might had already reached the point of being able to fight against Houtian ninth stage warriors.
”Uncle Hua is powerful, Uncle Hua is mighty.” Tang Kai looked at the old man with an excited expression as if he was watching a good show.
”The ultimate bodyguard that my father sent me was really powerful. He is indeed worthy of the legendary martial arts expert. Under this palm, even concrete would be smashed into smithereens. Let's see if that pretty boy will die this time. Heh.”
Tang Kai was extremely excited. He had long since disliked that pretty boy. He was going to see Uncle Hua turn him into minced meat with a single palm later. It was really something he was looking forward to.
Although Tang Kai felt it was a little cruel to smash someone into mincemeat, the moment he thought about how, after Xiang Yang's death, a peerless beauty was about to become his, he felt that no matter how cruel he was, it was normal. However, in order to prevent himself from vomiting out after seeing that cruel scene, he still quietly closed his eyes, leaving behind only a small gap …
Xiang Yang just stood there quietly, not moving at all, as if he had been scared silly. Tang Kai immediately laughed, ”Kid, you must be scared. You've gone completely stupid. Haha, this palm is enough to turn you into meat paste …” However, before he could finish his words, his mouth was wide open in disbelief.
Xiang Yang slowly raised his hand, casually striking out with his palm as if he were swatting away flies. When the old man's palm came slapping over, it just so happened to collide with the other's hand.
”Bang …”
The old man's figure that was rus.h.i.+ng over from the sky immediately froze in midair. A black Qi was spreading from his palm. It was not transformed into tangible Xiantian Qi, but rather the poison gas from the Tang Sect's palm.
The Tang Sect possessed two great powers. The first was that its hidden weapons were peerless in the world, unparalleled since ancient times. The second was its poison, the poison of the Tang Sect, which no one could dispel. This was something that had been pa.s.sed down since the ancient times. Even though the Tang Sect was no longer as strong as it was in the past, the Tang Sect's poison still could not be underestimated.
”This is my Tang Sect's Five Poison Palm. Those who are struck by it cannot be saved. Although this old man has only reached the Three Poison Realm, it is enough to take your life. Boy, go die.” The old man had a complacent smile on his face. The Tang Sect's Five Poison Palm was very difficult to cultivate. Being able to reach the level of the three poisons was not easy. Even within the Tang Sect, it could be considered an exception.
”Despicable, he actually used poison.”
Hearing that, Ye Jingyi's face changed, she shouted and was about to rush over to help.
”It's fine, don't move.”
Only then did Ye Jingyi stop and look at Xiang Yang seriously, but she found that Xiang Yang had a face full of smiles, without any signs of being poisoned. Ye Jingyi let out a sigh of relief when she thought about Xiang Yang's miraculous prowess, and continued to stand together with Sun Qingya.
However, even so, Ye Jingyi still took a step forward and blocked in front of Sun Qingya. Obviously, she was prepared to help Sun Qingya block the incoming attack.
Although Xiang Yang was fighting the enemy, he was still able to clearly 'see' Ye Jingyi's actions with his spirit sense. He was touched. What a great woman. She was empathetic, and was a beauty that could cause the downfall of nations.
Xiang Yang felt that he was truly fortunate to be able to meet Sister Jing again. Feeling touched, he turned his gaze to the old man who was hovering in midair, a pleased smug expression on his face as he felt proud of the power of his poisonous palms.
”Old man, is this Five Poison Palm fake? Why don't you feel it at all?”
As Xiang Yang asked, he exerted force with his palm and sent the old man flying.
”How is this possible? ”No, that's impossible. No one below the Innate Realm can withstand my Five Poison Palm. How can you possibly withstand it?” Due to Xiang Yang's leniency, the old man hadn't been injured when he was sent flying back. However, he saw that Xiang Yang was perfectly fine. A little poison gas had invaded his hand, injuring his heart.
He very, very seriously examined his own palm. That's right, that palm strike just now was indeed his Five Poison Palm.
The Five Poison Palm was one of the Tang Sect's signature techniques. It was made from the most poisonous things in the world. If one could cultivate it to the level of the Five Poison Palm, even a Xiantian expert would not be able to block it.
The old man's cultivation was not high enough, but he was very desperate, and it took him dozens of years to reach the level of the Three Poison Palm. It was because of the existence of the Three Poison Palm that he was not a Xiantian master, but he was almost invincible in the Houtian realm.
However, he had miscalculated today and used all of his strength to strike out with the palm, wanting to kill this sharp-tongued, vicious boy, Xiang Yang. Yet, he discovered that not only did the other party easily block his palm strike, his own three poison palms were actually useless against him.
The old man looked at Xiang Yang with a gaze that was both heartbroken and sinister. He thought to himself, How could this kid not be affected by my poison palm? Could he be a Xiantian expert? No, it was impossible. Even if he was beaten to death, he still wouldn't believe that a young, pretty boy like Xiang Yang was a Xiantian realm expert.
”You specialize in suppressing the Five Poison Palm? Who the h.e.l.l are you? What was his motive? ”He actually practices such a vicious and sinister cultivation technique?” The old man suddenly thought of a possibility as he stared furiously at Xiang Yang. It was as if he were about to devour him.
”...”
Xiang Yang was stupefied. Wasn't this old man's imagination a little too rich? Wasn't he just not affected by the poison palm? Why did he become the one who cultivated the Five Poison Palm arts with sinister intentions? He spoke as if he had a huge grudge with the Tang Sect.
Xiang Yang felt very innocent. His sacred body was clearly immune to all poisons. How did this ignorant old man turn into someone who cultivated a vicious cultivation technique that specifically countered the Tang Sect's poison arts?
Moreover, no matter what you say, the Tang Sect's poison arts that you cultivate are the real sinister and vicious, right? It should be the right way for me to suppress your poison arts, right?
”I …”
”b.a.s.t.a.r.d, you must be the Tang Clan's sworn enemy. Speak, who are you?” Xiang Yang was just about to speak up to defend himself when the old man glared at him angrily. His gaze made Xiang Yang feel uncomfortable, as if Xiang Yang was his arch enemy.
”Old man, don't think too highly of yourself. The Tang Sect has long since fallen. How can there still be enmity between them? If there is, do you think the Tang Sect will still be able to survive until now?” Xiang Yang rolled his eyes. He was not going to say anything about the explanations he had prepared just now. Towards this lunatic old man, he felt that no matter how much he said, it would be useless.
”b.a.s.t.a.r.d! How dare you look down on my Tang Sect! You're really p.i.s.sing me off! I'm going to kill you!” Xiang Yang's words were like a fuse that ignited the old man's anger. He roared in anger, his hands shaking as a bunch of needles flew toward Xiang Yang.
Countless needles that were as thin as a cow's hair shone with a faint light. They had clearly been tempered by the poison, and they rained down on Xiang Yang like rain. The scene was truly spectacular.
Sun Qingya and Jing Ye Yi, who were beside Xiang Yang, were naturally in the attack range as they were too close to Xiang Yang. Half of the poisonous needles were glowing faintly as they shot towards the two of them.
”You're courting death.”
Xiang Yang let out a furious roar as he abruptly took a step forward and slammed his palm outwards.
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Although he was just an external expert, his strength was too strong. The wind from his palm caused an explosive sound in the surrounding air, and a gust of wind, like a super high pressure blower, blew over. The wind swept up all the poisonous needles, and coiled them together, condensing them together to attack the old man.
Chi chi chi …
The old man had no time to react at all. The countless poisonous needles he had created all entered his body, and at the same time, Xiang Yang's palm strike landed directly on his chest, sending him flying.
”Crack …”