Chapter 510 - Lay Them Low With One Strike (1/2)
Chapter 510 Lay Them Low With One Strike
The three Immortal State Warriors attached at the same time.
The combined force of the three could have turned the world upside down.
The Overlords of Southeast Asia were seized by fear when they peeked at the development from afar.
Leng Jianfeng was a Grandmaster in Malaysia, and his ability to crush a large boulder with his bare fist had impressed many people around him. However, the Immortal State Warriors’ attacks packed such unimaginable force that they could turn Leng Jianfeng into a pulp in mere seconds.
“So this is the power of Immortal State Warriors!”
Ghost Hag exclaimed.
“They are far from the real power of the Immortal State. Back in the days, only the top three on the Divine Roll were considered real Overlords. These three had ranked below ten on the old Divine Roll, so they were a far cry from the real deal.”
Spirit King snorted.
However, his eyes were lit up with a wistful light.
He had been stuck at the Transcendent State for a few decades. At his level, his only goal in life was to reach the Immortal State. Otherwise, he would not make it all the way to the forsaken jungle in the heart of the Island of Borneo.
“Incredible! That little s.h.i.+t is dead!”
Huang Jin exclaimed.
Even from a few hundred meters away, Huang Jin couldn’t help but feel afraid when he saw the deadly blade aura and energy palms. However, The promise of Chen Fan’s downfall made him lighthearted despite the fear.
“Bang!”
The Cloud Hand was getting bigger; the sound wave was inching closer and the Blade Aura gained more intensity.
Chen Fan finally attacked.
He punched out a fist, pouring out a tsunami of True Essence. The True Essence rolled into a bundle of energy with the shape of a fist. This fist was translucent but solid at the same time, and it landed squarely on the silvery Blade Aura that slithered toward him.
“Donnn!”
Chen Fan’s punch came from the most unexpected angle but looked natural and smooth nonetheless.
Although Chen Fan’s movement was direct if not plain, the fist had landed the weakest point on the scintillating blade aura. The deadly blade aura suddenly s.h.i.+vered into a thousand pieces.
“Where did you learn to use a sword? It’s laughable.”
Chen Fan said derisively.
The scholarly man pulled back in a hurry. The development had taken the wind out of him.
He had unleashed his most prized technique, but his opponent had pinpointed its weakness right away and countered his attack. The Sword Bearer doubted that even his master could have pulled it off. How powerful was Chen Fan? What kind of Martial Arts or Dharma Arts did he know? The man’s mind raced as he lamented his loss.
Right after he had warded off the Sword Bearer’s attack, Chen Fan extended out two fingers and sliced the air open.
“Kacha!”
A three-meter long azure blade aura appeared in the thin air.
The blade aura was as thin as a thread and it landed squarely on the Cloud Hand.
By then, the Cloud Hand had increased to the size of a house.
It was the Hand of Rolling Cloud from the Hong Sect and was considered the only art in the mortal world that could rival its immortal counterparts.
Only one percent of the energy came from the cultivator, while the rest were drawn from Heaven and Earth. Hong Sect had claimed the leaders.h.i.+p among the three most powerful sects in China using this art. Such was the deadliness of the Cloud Hand, that even the Grand Magus G.o.d would be reluctant to get near it.
“Kill!”
However, Chen Fan was unfazed, as he doubled down on his attack.
The azure Blade Qi sliced right through the Cloud Hand, opening it up from the middle and unshackling the immense Essence Qi within it. The sudden release of Essence Qi caused a terrible explosion that sent an Essence Qi shock wave.
“It’s a big worthless practice target.”
Chen Fan remarked.
The Ancestral Patriarch of Hong Sect pulled a dark face as his eyes dimmed.
Chen Fan opened his mouth and let out a booming voice to counter the last attack: the sound wave blades.
“Arrrr!”
The din sounded then thunder cracked at the same time.
The sound had folded the air, turning it into liquid.
As the sound wave rushed out, it shook and churned the clouds above the Valley of No Return. Even onlookers who were sheltered by the thick jungle could feel a wild gale rus.h.i.+ng at their face. The wind had pressed on top of the trees around them, bending their trunks.
“Kacha, Kacha.”
The countless blade has s.h.i.+vered into pieces upon contact with Chen Fan’s booming voice. They were as fragile as tofu before Chen Fan’s deadly attack.
“Interesting, I like it.”
Once Chen Fan’s roar had subsided, he gave the man in azure outfit an approving nod.
The onlookers were rendered speechless.
Chen Fan had countered the deadly attack of three Immortal State Warriors with three simple moves. Worse, the nonchalant way he commented on his opponent’s moves meant that he had only used a fraction of his power.
“Sthhh.”
Everyone let out a gasp of cold air.