Chapter 298: One Versus Seven (1/2)
Chapter 298: One Versus Seven
The Divine Martial Army was the most powerful force in the Divine Jin Dynasty. This was universally acknowledged. 1
Yet a mere Thousand-man Commander was arrogant like this! He had just declared his intention to sleep with the Seventh Lord of the Senluo Temple, Wan Xiangcen. How could the heretical disciples present stand for this?
These eight youths dressed in black robes were the top prodigies of the Seventh Hall. However, even they were inferior to dogs before Wan Xiangcen.
The heretical schools were extremely cruel with a strict hierarchy. They believed in the law of the jungle where the strongest takes all.
Being one level higher meant they were a god, being one level lower meant they were dogs.
“Have you no shame with your blustering? How suicidal!” The disciple with his severed arm had used spirit energy to seal his wound with a layer of scarlet light.
He was very confident with his cultivation. The only reason why he lost an arm earlier was because of the sneak attack that caught him off guard.
If it was a real confrontation, how could he lose to a Thousand-man Commander? What a joke!
The so-called Thousand-man Commander title meant that he was in charge of one thousand soldiers. The martial army had more than one hundred million troops, so a Thousand-man Commander was trash and as common as a cabbage.
How could a heaven-defying genius like him handle losing to a common “cabbage”?
“Boom!” A killing intent condensed in the air. The spirit energy of this area grew sharp. A yellow bird on a branch was quietly cut into halves by this murderous energy and fell to the ground.
This heretical disciple’s body emitted 180 black glimmers. Even his robe was fluttering from its force. He had opened all 180 meridians and could be considered an expert among grand achievement God Bases.
“Lightning Wave!” He only had a left hand now. It seemed to be made out of divine metal with seven currents running through it just like a dragon. Before people knew it, his lightning-covered hand had already lunged for Feng Feiyun.
“Ploof!” The saber slightly flashed as a sharp shadow flew forward.
Another severed hand was sent into the sky with an electric wave still channeling through it. Blood spurted out from the open wound.
“Your saber…” Both of the disciple’s arms have been crippled. He didn’t even know how it happened this time.
“My saber is very fast.” The Thousand-man Commander patted his saber clean with loud banging sounds like a knife peddler on the street.
However, such a crude man was able to cripple a heaven-defying genius from the heretical school!
He flipped his blade over again and unleashed another slash to split this disciple standing ten meters away into halves. The left and right sections were blown away. This casual cut was inescapable.
“This whatever Seventh Hall is some bullshit, so weak. It looks like the heretical school is declining nowadays.” The Thousand-man Commander sarcastically lamented, causing the other heretical disciples to gnash their teeth in anger.
“We’ll kill him together!” The seven shouted as their meridians erupted. A brilliance engulfed the area while the spirit energy nearby turned chaotic.
They were all grand achievement God Bases. The weakest had opened 60 meridians while the strongest had 280 opened.
The strongest one was extraordinarily powerful. He took out an ink grindstone, something that was almost a Spirit Treasure; it was capable of exerting a force around ten percent of a real one. Nevertheless, it was still quite frightening and capable of killing from several hundred miles away.
All seven leaped up at the same time and poured their energy into this grindstone. The focused blast shook the sky and shattered the street. The majority of the houses on both sides collapsed.
The commander sonorously roared: “Motherfucker, I’ll take all seven of you on!”
He heroically stood in the middle of the street while his black armor exuded a cold glint. A sharp ray rushed out from his saber that towered more than ten meters high into the air. With both hands on the saber, he unleashed a vertical slash with the shape of a crescent moon towards the grindstone.
The spirit energy in the sky was penetrated by the slash as if it was cutting through water.
“Boom!” The great grindstone was blown away. All seven disciples vomited blood at the same time as they went flying like kites with their strings cut before falling to the ground. The commander was too ferocious; he grievously injured seven grand achievement God Bases with just one move.
Zhao Tian was stunned while being pleasantly surprised. Sir Thousand-man Commander was very much like a divine soldier descending to the mortal realm. He possessed great fighting prowess and a hatred towards evil while beating those evil heretical geniuses into submission.
“Boom!” He had iron soles on and stomped on the chest of a heretical genius. He dragged along his black iron saber and pointed it at the guy’s neck while shouting: “Say it with me, the Senluo Temple is dog shit!”