Chapter 250
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Li Xiandao's words were like a slap to their faces. It caused Master Bei Li's face to flush red and he was furious.
"You are just a lowly world cultivator and you dare to say such words?" Master Bei Li stared at Li Xiandao in rage. He couldn't hide the rage in his eyes. He was infuriated by Li Xiandao's words.
The other monks were infuriated too. All of them stared at Li Xiandao with unfriendly expressions.
Who were they?
They were monks from Dalin Temple in the Nine Skies, monks that Dalin Temple nurtured. Weren't they much nobler than a lowly world cultivator?
In their eyes, the Ten Lands was just a place where trash gathered.
If not for Dragontooth Rice appearing in the Ten Lands, they wouldn't even bother to look at the Ten Lands.
"No matter how strong your aura is, you are just a cultivator from the Ten Lands. What right do you have to be so arrogant in front of us?" Master Bowen said coldly.
Although they were shocked by Li Xiandao's aura, were they really afraid?
No one would believe that Li Xiandao alone could kill all of them!
Especially with Master Bowen and Master Bei Li, who were both considered experts in the Nine Skies.
It was tough for Li Xiandao to turn the tables!
"You look down on the Ten Lands like all the cultivators here are trash. But now that you are in the Ten Lands and are facing the same World Dao as us, can you use your full strength?" Li Xiandao said in disdain. He didn't fear facing 30 monks at all.
Dalin Temple sent 20 people over. Along with the dozens of monks from before, there were a total of 30 monks surrounding Li Xiandao.
On the peak, white clouds floated and a cold wind blew. When the sunlight shone down, it was like a Buddhist light shining down.
When Master Bei Li saw these scenes, his fear and terror towards Li Xiandao dissipated by a lot.
"Even if we can't use all our strength, it is still easy for us to kill you." Master Bei Li said coldly. He clenched his fists and his gaze was cold.
"Is that so?" Li Xiandao smiled calmly and waved his hands.
"Come, let's try!"
"Let's see whether or not you can kill me easily." Li Xiandao always felt that it was better to fight than to say such words.
"Okay, I will kill you!" Master Bei Li's muscular body paused and then flames of energy rose up. That was his True Qi exploding.
Dong!
Master Bei Li stepped out and the ground caved in. His body shot out and he charged over.
A huge, burly man was charging at you at an extremely fast speed. It was as if a black wild boar was charging at you.
Rumble!
His aura surged like thunder, like the eruption of raging flames, full of impact.
In the next second, Master Bei Li was right in front of Li Xiandao. The momentum of his body along with his explosiveness turned into a fist.
[Great Panwu Fist]
Pan Wu was an ancient great being who comprehended the great dao of heaven and earth. He refined the four seasons and yin and yang into a martial dao divine ability that was named Great Strength!
Great Strength Panwu!
This was the cultivation technique of the ancient almighty Pan Wu.
Great Strength Panwu Fist was one of the strong fist techniques in the Great Strength Panwu Fist. Master Bei Li learned it and he used it to make a name for himself in Dalin Temple. He was given the title of Master.
Master Bei Li placed a lot of importance on Li Xiandao!
Or rather, he was frightened by Li Xiandao's aura and there was a terrifying thought in his heart.
He had to kill this mysterious masked man as soon as possible.
If not, the outcome would be catastrophic!
Although he didn't know where that feeling came from, Master Bei Li still believed it. So, right away, he took out his purest and strongest technique.
[Great Strength Panwu Fist]
Hong!
Master Bei Li's fist brought with it a terrifying impact, his own strength, and the strength of Great Strength Panwu Fist.
The three merged into one!
This fist turned into a giant and extremely terrifying thunder!
Fist Explosion Thunder!
This was an extreme fist technique and it was unbelievably strong.
Hong long long!
Behind Master Bei Li, the aura rumbled and turned into a mysterious person. He was 10 meters tall and this person was really terrifying. In his body, he opened up the Nine Great Martial Spaces.
This was Panwu himself!
Kong!
Master Bei Li really went all out. The strength of this strike reached a level that the Ten Lands couldn't handle.
Si la!
The space was ripped open and it was really shocking.
"Die!" Master Bei Li hollered in rage.
He wanted to smash Li Xiandao's head.
Hong long long!
At that moment, Li Xiandao felt like he was facing a destroyed world.
The power of a world surged in front of him.
Li Xiandao's eyes focused and he raised his hand, "To deal with you world crossers, I have prepared a sword. Please taste it!"
All the sword energy in Li Xiandao's body surged into his fingers.
Zi zi zi!
The sword energy stimulated the surrounding space. Numerous streaks of sword energy appeared around Li Xiandao's body and each one of them was like a real sword.
The key was still the sword in Li Xiandao's hand.
Many Dao Patterns surged into the sword from Li Xiandao's body.
Si la!
30 feet of space around Li Xiandao was ripped apart. The space currents surged and were really intense.
Li Xiandao's clothes and hair danced in the wind. But his body was still tall like a pine tree, like a spear.
Only when one stood stably would the sword be stable!
The numerous Dao Patterns that surged into his fingers were what Li Xiandao learned from Seal Mountain Peak.
Couldn't defensive seals turn into attacks?
Li Xiandao didn't think so!
The best defense in the world was to kill your enemy and nip the danger in the bud.
So, these defensive seals were really sharp swords in Li Xiandao's eyes.
Talisman Sword, first stance!
Defensive sword!
This was the sword technique that Li Xiandao created in Seal Mountain Peak for three days.
When he said that he was improving every moment, he wasn't bragging.
Li Xiandao was really improving!
Clang!
A long sword shot out from his fingers.
The sword was five feet and three inches long. It didn't have a hilt and the hilt was Li Xiandao's fingers.
Talisman Sword first stance!
Li Xiandao used it for the first time.
Hong!
Stepping out, Li Xiandao pointed with his finger.
The talisman sword smashed into Master Bei Li's Great Strength Panwu Fist.
Hong long long!
The two of them struck out with the maximum strength that this world could take. The moment they clashed, a huge hole was ripped in the sky.
Actually, it was like a storm sweeping all around, sweeping some normal monks into the air.
Li Xiandao, who was in the center, pointed his fingers onto Master Bei Li's fist.
Kacha!
The sound of bones breaking rang out and reverberated in their ears.
Li Xiandao's body didn't change and his fingers didn't even shake. One couldn't see any expression on his masked face.
Only his eyes were filled with mocking intent.
"You lost!"
In the next second, a terrifying power exploded from Li Xiandao's fingers.
Hong!
Master Bei Li flew backward and spat out blood. One of his arms was sliced off by Li Xiandao and fresh blood scattered all over the ground.
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