"Dang!
Dang! Dang! "Saber hums reverberated in the air, sounding like the most beautiful zither music in the world. Xiao Chen dodged Chen Ming's saber and closed in, not giving him a chance to react. Then, he slammed his shoulder into Chen Ming's body.
A horrifying saber wound appeared on Chen Ming's chest. He vomited a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, severely injured, no longer able to fight.
It was fine if Xiao Chen did not make a move. However, once he did, Xiao Chen would not give this group of people any chance.
Xiao Chen waved his long sleeves, and the saber arm of a person charging at Xiao Chen from the left was chopped off by a saber light. However, the saber in Xiao Chen's right hand clearly did not leave its scabbard.
Xiao Chen did not stop running. With every step he took, boundless saber lights flickered. Everywhere Xiao Chen went, saber lights flashed endlessly, mysterious phenomena appeared, and wind and snow danced.
No one could stop Xiao Chen. With every step he took, someone went flying and vomited blood, no longer able to fight.
After Xiao Chen took seven steps, seven people fell to the ground, unable to get up. They lay there moaning in pain. Those with light injuries had broken limbs, and those with heavy injuries had fainted from the pain.
When Xiao Chen attacked, he did not show any mercy.
Without stopping, Xiao Chen's figure flashed and arrived before the stunned Zhuang Zhenghe.
At this moment, Xiao Chen defeated seven people. His aura had reached its peak. When he moved, it felt like the entire world moved with him.
Zhuang Zhenghe, who had been waiting for Xiao Chen to draw his saber, wanting to find some openings and deal a lightning-quick blow to Xiao Chen, was caught off guard. This aura sent him flying.
However, Zhuang Zhenghe's cultivation was extremely horrifying, even stronger than the newly advanced Great Perfection Blue Robed Emperor Xiao Chen.
Zhuang Zhenghe's face sank as he stomped heavily on the ground. The ground trembled, and a scarlet bodhi tree took root behind him. Rings of scarlet Buddhist light appeared behind him.
Buddhist chanting resounded, and the bodhi tree moved without any wind. Many scarlet bodhi flowers floated out. Boundless power of faith gathered, and one could vaguely hear horrifying cries. Those were the aggrieved spirits in hell.
Zhuang Zhenghe stretched out his palm and wanted to throw a palm strike, wanting to knock down Xiao Chen's aura.
However, how could Xiao Chen, who was in his peak state, give him such an opportunity? The instant he landed, Xiao Chen drew his Lunar Shadow Saber, which he had not drawn yet.
A saber hum resounded throughout the world. The resplendent saber light made the world pale in comparison.
Spring flowers, winter snow, summer, autumn wind, Blue Dragon breaking the sea, the bright moon soaring. The boundless mysterious phenomena materialized a boundless glory in that instant. Then, the saber light solidified into a vast painting.
The scarlet bodhi tree instantly crumbled. This saber strike sent Zhuang Zhenghe flying back one kilometer. The Buddhist light scattered, and he was in a sorry state. The wound on his chest nearly cut him in half at the waist.
In just seven steps and one blade, this group of people had been heavily injured by Xiao Chen's thunderous momentum.
As Xiao Chen watched Zhuang Zhenghe fly back in a sorry state, he did not relax his guard.
The Amitabha Buddha image hidden in the clouds was the greatest threat to the entire Heavenly Star Island. After such a long time, it should have already recovered from Xiao Chen's saber strike.
After all, it was just an injury to the palm, not a major one. If Xiao Chen was willing to expend the power of faith, it could recover in a moment.
However, for some reason, Zhuang Zhenghe did not bring out the Buddha image. Even after he killed the leaders of the eight factions until they could not put up a fight, he did not bring it out.
Perhaps in Zhuang Zhenghe's eyes, these factions were just pawns. Their lives had nothing to do with him.
However, Zhuang Zhenghe had been severely injured by Xiao Chen's saber strike. If he still did not bring out the Amitabha Buddha image, he would be killed by Xiao Chen. Even if he did not want to come out, he had no choice but to do so.
Xiao Chen held up his saber and stood upright. He did not give chase, just waited quietly.
The Heavenly Seal in Xiao Chen's dantian was already completely formed. It looked like a Blue Dragon. As it breathed, strands of formless Heavenly Laws appeared behind Xiao Chen. There was a total of ten thousand of them, surging in all directions like a great river.
Before reaching Emperor Wu's level, one could not even form a circle with their Heavenly Laws. One would not be able to use the power of the world as they pleased.
Now, Xiao Chen had reached Great Perfection Blue Robed Emperor. All the accumulations that he had laid before advancing to Blue Robed Emperor erupted out now.
With a thought from ten thousand Heavenly Laws, they could drive the power of the world. How horrifying was that? It could break mountains and rivers, shatter the sky.
Every action of Xiao Chen's contained an invisible aura that suppressed cultivators of the same cultivation realm. One look from him could make his opponent tremble in fear.
It had been a long time since Zhuang Zhenghe advanced to Great Perfection Blue Robed Emperor. Now, he used the ritual to strengthen himself further. Zhuang Zhenghe's cultivation was clearly much higher than Xiao Chen's. However, the quantity and quality of his Heavenly Laws, as well as his aura, were far inferior to Xiao Chen's.
This was the gap that came from accumulations and accumulations. The further one went, the more obvious this gap would become. When one reached Emperor Wu's level, it would be clear who was superior.
"Whoosh!"
As Xiao Chen watched, a Buddhist light suddenly shot down from the sky and fixed Zhuang Zhenghe in place. Then, the Buddhist light started to treat his injuries.
The horrifying saber wound on Zhuang Zhenghe's chest healed at a visible pace amid the Buddhist light.
After suffering a saber strike, Zhuang Zhenghe did not show any anger on his face. After he clearly saw Xiao Chen's strength, he laughed maniacally.
Zhuang Zhenghe walked over step by step in the air. Then, he said coldly, "Xiao Chen, is this your strength? If this is all you have, you will find it hard to escape death today. The Buddha has a merciful heart. However, when the Buddha gets angry, no one can stop him! "
A Buddhist voice resounded, and the Amitabha Buddha image that terrified Heavenly Star Island's group broke through the clouds and reappeared.
As the golden light descended, every corner of the ruined Stellarsky City was illuminated by the Buddha light.
Right after Zhuang Zhenghe spoke, the Amitabha Buddha image struck out with another palm strike. The palm covered the sky. If this palm strike landed, everyone in the rubble of Heavenly Star City would be injured.
I absolutely cannot let this palm strike land. I absolutely cannot let the many fellow cultivators of Heavenly Star Island get injured.
Xiao Chen roared ferociously and executed the Dragon Tone Art. He materialized the Blue Dragon Battle Armor as he held the Lunar Shadow Saber and soared into the sky, clashing ferociously with the palm strike.
"Boom!"
A resplendent saber light flew out and chopped the palm in half again. However, this time, the Buddha did not retreat. Instead, it sent out another palm strike, carrying the weight of heaven and earth. When this palm strike descended, the entire sky seemed to be pressed down.
"Die!"
Zhuang Zhenghe already had a good grasp of Xiao Chen's strength. Right now, Xiao Chen was already unrivaled among the Great Perfection Blue Robed Emperors. However, he was still no match for a Consummation Blue Robed Emperor.
Zhuang Zhenghe could not execute the Dragon Tone Art continuously. As for the Amitabha Buddha image, as long as Zhuang Zhenghe continuously exhausted the power of faith, it would be sufficient to grind the other party to death. When this palm strike landed, it would severely injure Xiao Chen.
However, just as this palm strike was about to strike Xiao Chen, an ancient Buddha image appeared behind Xiao Chen. It had eight arms, protecting Xiao Chen's chest, navel, and other vital areas.
The Buddha image was not as huge as the Amitabha Buddha image. It only had an ancient aura that was reserved and peaceful, filled with benevolence.
The palm protecting Xiao Chen's chest swung back and forcefully smacked the Amitabha Buddha image's palm back.
When the two Buddha images clashed, the entire sky started to tremble intensely like the sea. Waves surged, shattering the boundless clouds. "Bang! Bang!
Bang! "
The Amitabha Buddha image exhausted the power of faith. As it bathed in the Buddhist light, it recovered its right hand. When the palm strike landed, it was once again smacked back by the palm protecting Xiao Chen.
This repeated eight times, exhausting a boundless amount of power of faith. However, the Amitabha Buddha image's eight attacks did not succeed even once.
Instead, after exhausting the power of faith, the Buddhist light encasing the surroundings dimmed significantly. The originally resonant Buddhist sound became like the buzzing of a mosquito, not showing any might at all.
Zhuang Zhenghe appeared extremely shocked. His eyes even appeared somewhat dazed. "This is the Buddhist sect's holy item, the Eight-Armed Buddhist Pendant. How did it end up in your hands?"
Xiao Chen did not answer Zhuang Zhenghe. He knew that this was the best opportunity to make a move. Whether he could successfully kill the Amitabha Buddha image or not would depend on this saber strike.
Otherwise, by the time the other party recovered, the Buddhist pendant would have already used up all eight chances. At that time, he would be in big trouble.
Xiao Chen pushed off the air and swung his saber. Eighteen Blue Dragons circled him and roared together. The dragon roars shook the sky and scattered the remaining Buddhist sound.
This was Xiao Chen's strongest Saber Technique, Subduing Dragon Profound Slash.
As the saber light flew out, a towering saber light chopped at the Amitabha Buddha image, seeking to kill it in one strike.
"If you want to kill it in one strike, you have to get past me first."
When Zhuang Zhenghe saw the situation, he cursed angrily and leaped up, wanting to block this saber light for the Amitabha Buddha image.
As long as the Amitabha Buddha image remained, he could recover from his injuries, no matter how severe.
When Lan Shaobai, Jin Lin, and the others saw this scene, their expressions changed. They all knew that they absolutely could not let Zhuang Zhenghe succeed at this crucial moment. Otherwise, when the Buddha image recovered, no one would have a good ending.
All of them soared into the air and used their strongest killing moves to charge at Zhuang Zhenghe. As long as he dared to continue advancing, the attacks of the many Profound Martial Techniques would kill him on the spot.
"Damn it!"
Zhuang Zhenghe cursed and stopped moving. Then, he sent out a palm strike to face the attacks of Lan Shaobai and the others.
Two loud rumbles resounded at the same time. Zhuang Zhenghe attacked with his full power, sweeping through the surroundings. Lan Shaobai and the others were all knocked back.
However, on the other side, Xiao Chen chopped the Amitabha Buddha image in half. All the Buddhist light vanished in an instant, and the annoying Buddhist chanting vanished as well.
"Bang!"
Xiao Chen descended amid the boundless saber lights and hacked at Zhuang Zhenghe repeatedly. After a hundred moves, he knocked Zhuang Zhenghe into the air with one kick.
Before Zhuang Zhenghe could get back up, Xiao Chen's figure flashed, and he landed. Then, he placed the Lunar Shadow Saber on Zhuang Zhenghe's neck.
Zhuang Zhenghe coughed and vomited a large mouthful of blood. Then, he smiled with a somewhat sinister expression. "You cannot kill me. My Dharmic Incarnation is on Black Flame Island. As long as my Dharmic Incarnation is not destroyed, I do not care about this body of mine."
Lan Shaobai and the others came over. When they heard this, they could not help but feel shocked. They had managed to restrain this person after much difficulty. In the end, they still could not do anything to him. That was simply too unreasonable.
"Xiao Chen, is that so?" the others asked anxiously.
Xiao Chen nodded and said, "That's right. However, he will soon not be able to laugh anymore."
Zhuang Zhenghe laughed maniacally and said, "How can I not be able to laugh anymore? I will self-detonate now, and you will all die with me. When I make a comeback, Heavenly Star Island will still be mine."
After saying that, Zhuang Zhenghe's body swelled up like a balloon. The blood vessels on his skin were clearly visible. Horrifying energy brewed in his body.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
