Once again, Mo Wen sent Luo Shan flying with a punch. It was as though he was beating his own son, causing the surrounding people to stare in shock. Was he still a peerless warrior in the Golden Elixir realm? How could he be so weak …
Li Shuncai could not wrap his head around it for a long time. Even in the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension, an absolute strong practitioner in the Golden Elixir realm was an absolute strong practitioner who stood at the pinnacle of the pyramid. There was actually someone who could beat up an ancient martial art practitioner in the Golden Elixir realm like that. It was an unbelievable thing.
Perhaps only martial artists at the later stage of the Golden Elixir realm or even the peak of the Golden Elixir realm would have this ability.
Could that young man have the cultivation of the peak of the Golden Core realm?
No matter how one looked at it, it seemed like a fantasy. In the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension, there did not seem to be any ancient martial art practitioners at the pinnacle of the Golden Elixir realm.
Chen Zi covered her mouth with her small hand and her eyes were wide open. She had never thought that Mo Wen could be so strong. Could it be that she had underestimated him before?
However, he clearly only had the cultivation of the Embryonic Breathing realm. How could he be so powerful? Chen Zi's heart was filled with confusion. She felt that Mo Wen was too mysterious and couldn't be viewed with common sense. Along the way, this youth had already given her too many surprises.
"You …"
Luo Shan crawled up from the ground. His face was full of blood stains. He pointed at Mo Wen and was speechless for a long time. He had never thought that he would be in such a sorry state one day. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a youth had teased him and he could only take the beating passively. It was simply a joke and a disgrace.
"You actually dare to say 'you'? You are being disrespectful to your ancestors."
With a flash of his silhouette, Mo Wen flew over and slapped Luo Shan's face, sending him flying once again. However, the terrifying Inner Qi in Luo Shan's body also shook his hand until it became red and swollen. However, he hid it very well and did not show it at all.
Luo Shan had completely lost his temper after being beaten up again and again. He could only passively take a beating when facing someone who could continuously launch soul attacks that could even affect his soul. That young man was too strange. How could there be such a freak? His cultivation was only equivalent to the fake Golden Elixir realm, but his Soul Power was comparable to the peak of the Golden Elixir realm, and he could even release his Soul Power to injure people.
At that moment, Luo Shan also realized that the young man's cultivation was not high, even lower than his own. However, his Soul Power was ridiculously strong, and he could even release a Soul Attack that directly interfered with his soul.
If his soul was affected by someone else, how could he continue fighting?
Luo Shan was going a little crazy. He was an Elder of the Sacred Flame Sect, a genuine Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioner. Yet, he was being disgraced in front of a fake Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioner. Moreover, it was a youth who was still wet behind the ears. He would not be able to face anyone in the future.
Fortunately, the youth's cultivation was not at the Golden Elixir Realm. Otherwise, these attacks would have been sufficient to heavily injure him or even kill him.
"Are you convinced?" Mo Wen crossed his arms and asked with a cynical look.
Luo Shan stood on the spot, not daring to move for a long time. He was worried that Mo Wen would hit him again. He was simply aggrieved to the extreme in his heart, yet he was helpless. What could he do when facing someone he couldn't do anything to?
For a moment, Luo Shan had the thought of retreating. Although the Golden Elixir realm's ability to resist attacks was very strong, if this continued, it was very likely that he would die at the hands of this young man. Although Chen Zi was very important, no matter how important she was, it was not as important as his life.
"Brat …" Luo Shan's heart was filled with hatred. He wanted to say a few words to save face. Otherwise, it would be too shameful to just leave with his tail between his legs.
"What a stubborn and mischievous disciple. You actually refuse to learn your lesson and are disrespectful to your ancestors."
However, just as Luo Shan's words left his mouth, Mo Wen sighed. His silhouette immediately disappeared from his original spot. The next moment, he had already appeared in front of Luo Shan.
Luo Shan was so scared that his face turned pale. With a lingering fear in his heart, his mind went blank. He actually stood there foolishly with only one thought in his mind. Could it be that he was going to be beaten again?
Bang!
Once again, Mo Wen sent Luo Shan flying with a punch. The terrifying force smashed the surrounding towering trees into pieces. However, Luo Shan's body was very sturdy. It was just that there was another hole in his body and he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.
"You actually didn't resist?"
Mo Wen looked at Luo Shan strangely. Then, with a very satisfied look, he said, "Not bad, not bad. You have become smarter. You are worth teaching."
Upon hearing this, Luo Shan was stunned. Then, he immediately reacted. Just now, Mo Wen didn't seem to have used a Soul attack at all. Instead, he just came over to hit him directly. Apart from that, he didn't do anything else. Meanwhile, he was foolishly waiting to be beaten.
"What the f * ck …"
Luo Shan's heart was like a volcano that had erupted. He couldn't help but curse. This was simply bullying. He didn't expect that he would stand there foolishly and take a punch.
"You are a naughty child. Forget it. As your ancestor, I won't teach you a lesson. Apologize. If you can repent, I will let you off."
Mo Wen sighed. He looked like a junior who was not easy to teach.
"Little b * stard, you can't use a Soul attack anymore, can you?"
Mo Wen's reaction made Luo Shan feel a glimmer of hope. A Soul attack was a remarkable power that only an Immortal Cultivator could have. Even if this evil youth could use it, it would most likely be limited and he couldn't use it too many times in a row. After all, using a Soul attack consumed too much soul power. Even an Immortal Cultivator in the Primordial Soul realm wouldn't be able to sustain it for long.
If it was a strange thing, Luo Shan would naturally think positively. After all, facing the abuse of a youth, he really couldn't accept it.
"You deceitful thing. You actually dare to scold your ancestor."
Mo Wen laughed coldly. With a flash of his figure, he pounced on Luo Shan again. Just like before, he charged forward aggressively.
Luo Shan clenched his teeth tightly and released his Inner Qi to the limit. He was prepared to give Mo Wen a fatal blow. He was certain that this time, Mo Wen was still deliberately mystifying him. He basically didn't have the ability to use a Soul attack again.
However, just as Luo Shan was prepared to go all out and release all his strength to show off and save his face, a bolt of lightning flashed in his mind again. It was like a bolt of lightning on a clear day. His body swayed a few times and he felt the world spin. He was dizzy and couldn't see anything clearly.
Rumble!
With a loud sound, Luo Shan's body flew out again. Once again, without any suspense, he was like a cannonball. His chest caved in again and his eyes were deformed.
If he was an ordinary person, he would have died after suffering such a serious injury. However, for an ancient martial art practitioner in the Golden Elixir realm, it was far from being fatal.
Mo Wen's mouth curled into a cold smile. After the punch, he didn't stop. Instead, he waved his hand and a golden Qi of Sword and a black Qi of Sword appeared in front of him at the same time. Then, the two Qi of Sword merged in the middle and became one, becoming streaks of misty white Qi of Sword.
It was the Spiritual Profound Sword Qi that he had learned from the inheritance of the 34th Ming Cult Leader. He had never used it before because its power was too strong and it consumed too much Inner Qi. Even with his current Cultivation, he could only release seven or eight streaks of Qi of Sword at most.
However, there was no doubt that the Spiritual Profound Sword Qi was very strong. In terms of attack power alone, it was almost stronger than the Yin and Yang combined into one technique. It was one of the strongest attack techniques that Mo Wen had mastered.
Once the Spiritual Profound Sword Qi was released, a frightening sword intention immediately covered the sky and the earth. Every breeze in the forest seemed to be like a sharp sword, emitting a sharp aura. Heaven and Earth were filled with killing intent.
The expressions of Li Shuncai and the other ancient martial art practitioners of Jianyou Sect changed drastically. They looked at the three streaks of Qi of Sword floating around Mo Wen's body in horror. It was as though they were not three streaks of Qi of Sword, but an endless stream of Qi of Sword that filled the sky and the earth. The air around them seemed to be as sharp as knives that could cut people in an instant.
They could clearly feel that if the three streaks of Qi of Sword were to target them, they would immediately be turned into dust. Even their souls would be turned into nothingness.
Even Chen Zi and Zou Guangbo could feel the terror of the three streaks of Qi of Sword, let alone Li Shuncai and the other ancient martial art practitioners of Jianyou Sect. They retreated a few steps in fear and subconsciously distanced themselves from Mo Wen.
"Kill!"
Mo Wen shouted coldly. Immediately, one of the three streaks of Qi of Sword in front of him flew out and slashed towards Luo Shan, who had just climbed up from the ground.
Luo Shan was dizzy and disoriented. He used the support of a big tree to climb up from the ground. In the end, before he had the time to look at his surroundings, a terrifying killing intent came straight at him. In an instant, he felt a chill run down his spine. It was as though an exceptional sword was staring at him and was about to slash at him.
Under the terrifying sense of danger, Luo Shan immediately sobered up. He flew up abruptly and pulled out an iron hammer from his body. He swung it fiercely towards a spot in the sky.
Rumble!
There was a loud sound and a terrifying storm attacked. It was as though there were countless streaks of Qi of Sword descending from the sky. All the trees within a radius of a hundred meters were split into pieces. There were countless sword marks crisscrossing the ground.
Luo Shan's body retreated tens of meters in the storm before he managed to stabilize himself. His body trembled. His injuries had worsened and he spat out another mouthful of blood. In front of him, there was a sword mark that was a foot wide and hundreds of meters long. It extended all the way to the bottom.
"What kind of Qi of Sword is that?"
Luo Shan was extremely shocked. He looked at Mo Wen in disbelief. A fake Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioner could actually unleash such a terrifying attack. It was almost comparable to the full force attack of a Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioner.
That Qi of Sword was a fatal threat to him.
He looked at the big iron hammer in his hand. There were sword marks on it that looked like cracks. There was a sword mark that was especially deep and had almost broken his iron hammer.
His iron hammer was made of fine iron and could be called a divine weapon.
It was just a streak of Qi of Sword, but it was actually so terrifying.
"Of course it is the Ancestor's Sword." Mo Wen curled his lips into a cold smile.
Luo Shan's expression was extremely ugly. Mo Wen's words were obviously mocking him. However, he opened his mouth but didn't dare to speak for a long time.
That Sword Qi was too terrifying. Even now, he still had lingering fears. Under normal circumstances, he might still be able to withstand the Qi of Sword. However, if he was in a rigid state, that sword would most likely take his life.
That evil youngster had the ability to attack his soul. If he released another streak of Qi of Sword, then … Luo Shan simply didn't dare to continue thinking. There were still two streaks of Qi of Sword floating in front of the youngster. Each of them was enough to threaten his life. A sense of danger that was hard to predict suddenly welled up in his heart. (To be continued.)
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