His body appeared everywhere like light and shadow. He appeared in all things, yet he remained still in the samadhi state.
This was the power of total annihilation!
Lu Zhou forcefully gathered the power of the Heavenly Writing before him.
There was no explosion of the blue lotus nor was there any reversal of the blue lotus's power.
Ning Han's heart sank. He had a bad feeling about this. When he looked up, he saw the indifferent expression on Lu Zhou's face.
"It's been a long time since I've had a taste of my fist."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Zhou swung his wizened fist and punched.
Boom!
General Ning felt as though his arm was struck by a force of 10,000 catties as he reeled back.
'No energy seal?
How did he do it? '
How was it possible for a cultivator to unleash such great power with the strength of his physical body without condensing qi into energy? Moreover, he looked like an old man!
Just when the others thought it was over …
Lu Zhou dove in the air and appeared before General Ning at an even faster speed. Nobody noticed the blue light between his fingers.
Another punch landed. Bam!
It landed on General Ning's chest!
"General!"
"General!"
The others were stunned.
Hua Chongyang was stunned by this sight.
Ning Han was a body tempering elite. Such cultivators were not talented in controlling Qi and condensing energy to begin with. They forcefully cultivated their body by wrapping energy around their skin and strengthening their bodies. They were powerful in close-quarters combat. Similarly, such people were extremely resistant to beatings. They were like a stinky rock.
The battle was not over.
When Ning Han reeled back, he had completely lost control.
Lu Zhou dove again.
It was even faster than the speed at which Ning Han flew backwards!
He punched again!
Boom!
Three punches landed on Ning Han's chest.
The three punches only took the span of a breath. Ning Han reeled back from outside the heaven worship platform and crashed into the limestone floor.
Lu Zhou looked down at the crater.
After this battle, his control over his extraordinary power had become more refined.
He did not need to use a single move to take down his target. He could use less extraordinary power to do so.
Moreover, his cultivation base was in the Nascent Divinity realm.
These three punches only used a quarter of his extraordinary power, and the total consumption was about a third of his extraordinary power.
Based on his previous calculations, he would need two-thirds of his extraordinary power to achieve this result.
…
The surroundings were deathly silent.
The people from the Hengqu Branch and the Taixu Academy were stunned. They could not stop gulping.
It was as if no one cared about Jiang Renyi and Zhang Can's deaths anymore.
The tidal wave of energy swords had long since torn them to shreds.
Hua Chongyang's heart raced.
Cold sweat trickled down his back.
What a ruthless old man!
A body cultivator who specialized in fists had actually lost to an old man in the most advanced aspect.
Who the hell was he supposed to reason with?
He did not dare to move!
He was afraid that Senior Lu would be petty and hold a grudge against him for the previous conflict.
It could not be helped … It was not as if such things were unheard of in the cultivation world. Great Yan could start a fight just by looking at you. Moreover, they had fought each other before!
In the stone pit.
Hua la …
Ning Han removed the debris from his clothes and glared at Lu Zhou who was hovering in the air.
His face was covered in dust, and his chest was sunken in, indicating that his injuries were not light.
He was still alive after three punches?
Everyone cried out in alarm.
Too strong!
At this moment, Ning Han raised his calloused hand and pointed at Lu Zhou who was looking down from the sky.
"W-what a … What a hard fist."
He endured the pain and gritted his teeth as he said, "How … how did you do it?"
Lu Zhou stared at Ning Han for three seconds before he said in a powerful voice, "Clench your hand into a fist.
You'll realize that your fate is in the palm of your hand … "
Pfft!
Ning Han spat out a mouthful of blood.
His head lolled to the side, and he breathed no more.
His eyes were still open.
He was only a martial artist. He died with a grievance after hearing these words.
'Nonsense? Or the truth? '
The speaker did not mean anything, but the listener did.
"Ding! Killed a target. Reward: 1,500 merit points."
Hua Chongyang placed a hand on his chest and bowed at Lu Zhou. "Senior Lu, I've learned my lesson!"
Inwardly, he was trembling.
'Please don't be angry, old man!'
He bowed his head in an effort to appear sincere, to appear humble.
'This old man must be an Eight-leaf cultivator!'
Lu Zhou ignored Hua Chongyang.
Instead, he looked at the remaining riders, the members of the Hengqu Branch, and the Taixu Academy.
The three forces retreated.
Initially, Lu Zhou did not want to kill these people, but he could not do anything about it.
Their cultivation bases were not profound, and they did not earn many merit points.
It did not hurt him at all.
Just when the three forces were retreating …
A huge flying chariot appeared in the distance.
Hundreds of cultivators flew around the flying chariot.
"Cultivators are approaching!"
"Which sect?"
Hua Chongyang raised his head and took a look.
He frowned slightly. "The Penglai Sect?!"
There were many umbrella-shaped decorations on the flying chariot's body.
They were of various shapes and colors.
At the helm of the ship, there were men and women in groups.
Only umbrella cultivators from the Penglai Island's Penglai Sect had such a huge chariot and such unique features.
Hua Chongyang cursed inwardly.
Senior Lu was from the Penglai Sect, and the newcomers were his men. It was almost impossible for them to take Miss Conch away!
The flying chariot arrived in no time.
A voice rang from the helm. "Brother Chongyang … Why are you here?"
Hua Chongyang was shocked.
'I've been recognized?
What kind of trick is this? '
Hua Chongyang looked in the direction of the voice. "Shen Liangshou?!"
"Hello!"
"This … this … this …" Hua Chongyang was on the verge of tears.
As the saying went, one should not be afraid of a godly opponent, but one should be afraid of a pig-like teammate.
He was a Seven-leaf elite who could do whatever he wanted, and yet, he was behaving like a stray dog.
"Senior Lu! I … "
"Who's this old man?" Shen Liangshou pointed at Lu Zhou.
Hua Chongyang cursed Shen Liangshou inwardly. 'You're a f * cking Core Yang Sect elder. Even if you're on good terms with the Penglai Sect, you can't just point at me like this!'
Lu Zhou looked up. "The Penglai Sect?"
At this moment …
An old voice rang from the flying chariot. "The Penglai Sect is just passing by. We have no intention of interfering."
"That's good."
Lu Zhou felt that it was about time.
He turned around and flew toward Miss Conch. He landed beside her as light as a feather.
"Are you afraid?"
"No."
Shen Liangshou said, "The Hengqu Branch and the Taixu Academy? What are you doing here? "
"Please uphold justice, senior! That witch is wreaking havoc in this world. She can't be allowed to live! "The members of the Hengqu Branch fell to their knees.
If they could not have it, they would destroy it.
"That witch is proficient in the language of beasts and music. The people nearby can attest to that! The heaven worship platform is the proof! I'm telling the truth. Please uphold justice, senior! "
His voice reached the flying chariot.
A puzzled voice rang from the flying chariot. "Proficient in the language of beasts and music?"
Lu Zhou ignored them. He was about to leave.
A voice rang from the flying chariot again.
"My friend, please wait."
Lu Zhou stopped in his tracks and replied, "What's the matter?"
"How can you leave when things aren't clear?"
"Are you trying to stop me?"
"So what if I am?"
Whizz!
The flying chariot was in the center.
The shining golden avatar expanded.
Everyone raised their heads and looked over.
The flying chariot was shrouded by the huge avatar.
It was 100 feet tall.
Below the flying chariot, there was a Golden Lotus with eight dazzling leaves spinning around it.
"An Eight-leaf elite!"
"Heavens …"
Hua Chongyang thought to himself, 'We're doomed!
We're doomed today! '
At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on the flying chariot.
Whizz!
A stronger resonance of Primal Qi rang in the air.
An avatar slowly rose from Lu Zhou's body.
10 feet, 20 feet, 30 feet … 80 feet, 90 feet, 100 feet …
The others immediately shifted their attention to the avatar.
"Another Eight-leaf cultivator!"
"No, no, no … It's not an Eight-leaf cultivator …"
The avatar continued to expand.
110 feet, 120 feet … 140 feet, 150 feet!
The nine leaves on the Golden Lotus spun around it!
"…"
A 150-foot avatar versus a 100-foot avatar.
The victor was clear.
The victor was clear!
The entire Heaven's Altar, inside and outside, within a radius of a hundred meters, was completely quiet.
It was extremely quiet.
The cultivators from the Hengqu Branch and the Taixu Academy's eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets as they stared at the 150-foot avatar.
They could not see the top of the avatar at all. All they could see were the nine leaves. They were eye-catching and piercing. They were like knives that stabbed into their hearts.
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