"Xiao Chen is indeed very powerful, but you are just a bunch of trash. This elder can kill all of you by myself! Hehe! "
Qian Clan's Grand Elder, Qian Dashou, saw that Xiao Chen actually had the ability to fight against their Clan Head, and his face revealed a shocked expression. He admitted that he was not a match for Xiao Chen. However, when he looked at the group of poor martial artists who were making a detour, his face revealed a cruel smile. He pointed his longsword, and a powerful sword aura enveloped dozens of people.
"Qian Dashou, your opponent is me!" Just as Qian Dashou was about to charge into the wolf pack and start a massacre, a skinny old man with white beard and long eyebrows scuttled out from the side. He raised the green dog-beating stick in his hand and blocked the murderous Qian Dashou. Who else could this old man be but Zhang Guolao?
Qian Dashou was surprised to meet a tiger blocking his way. However, when he saw clearly that it was a small old man at the third stage of the Blood Bear Realm, he relaxed a little and sneered. "A puny Blood Bear Realm martial artist dares to block this elder's way? You must be tired of living! Since you are courting death, this elder will grant your wish! Hehe! "
"Courting death? Are you sure you can kill this old man? Keke … "
Zhang Guolao was deeply despised by Qian Dashou, but he did not get angry at all. His eyebrows trembled, his beard moved, and his face revealed a strange smile. He laughed foolishly, and something surprising happened.
Zhang Guolao's aura was actually soaring. In just a short while, his aura had increased by a lot. It seemed like he had grown a little taller, and his eyes had become sharper. He was like a different person now. He was not in the same realm at all, and there was a huge difference in strength.
Purple Elephant Realm!
Zhang Guolao had obviously reached the Purple Elephant Realm now. Although he had only increased his cultivation by one level, it allowed Zhang Guolao, who was originally at the peak stage of the third stage of the Blood Bear Realm, to successfully enter the Purple Elephant Realm. Naturally, there was a world of difference in strength.
Needless to say, Zhang Guolao was a God Bestow Warrior. He actually hid it so deeply and hid it from everyone present. As for what his god bestow was, no one would know if he didn't say it. However, it could only increase his cultivation by one level. It should be a third-grade of god bestow.
"You … you … you are actually a God Bestow Warrior?!" Qian Dashou looked like he had seen a ghost when he saw the drastic change in Zhang Guo Lao. He was so shocked that he couldn't even speak properly. The disdain on his face was gone, replaced by fear and a hint of jealousy.
Of course, Qian Dashou would be jealous. The weaklings that he had looked down on had become the rare and honorable God Bestow Warriors in the Wilderness God Continent in the blink of an eye. Even a third-grade God Bestow Warrior was not something that a non-God-bestow Warrior like Qian Dashou could possess.
There was a huge difference between a god-bestow warrior and a non-god-bestow warrior. Even if a non-god-bestow warrior had good talent, it would get harder as they cultivated. On the contrary, it was much easier for a god-bestow warrior and had more prospects for development. They would also be roped in and nurtured by the major clans and factions.
After Zhang Guolao released his God's Bestow, his aura became a little cold, and he was no longer smiling. He looked coldly at Qian Dashou, who had lost his composure, and said indifferently, "Why can't I be a God's Bestow Warrior? Weren't you very cool just now? Come and bite me, I promise I won't beat you to death! "
"You … what are you so proud of? Even if you are a God's Bestow Warrior, you are just a low-grade one. This Elder can still beat you to death easily! "
Qian Dashou had looked down on Zhang Guolao earlier, and now he was being looked down on by Zhang Guolao. He was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. His body was trembling, and he immediately roared to boost his courage. His aura quickly rose as he prepared for the big battle.
"You are hitting a dog with the dog-beating stick!" Zhang Guolao's words were enough to infuriate people. He waved the dog-beating stick at Qian Dashou, who was twenty feet away. He was really beating the Grand Elder of a major clan like a dog. He was not afraid of angering Qian Dashou to death. Perhaps he really thought so.
As expected —
"Old fool! This Elder will kill you! Extermination Seven Kill Sword! " Qian Dashou was enraged once again. He instantly thrust his longsword seven times, enveloping Zhang Guolao's head, arms, throat, heart, and legs. He activated such a domineering and vicious Desolate Skill, hoping to kill the detestable Zhang Guolao with a single move.
"Break for me!"
Zhang Guolao's expression did not change when facing the terrifying Extermination Seven Kill Sword. The dog-beating stick struck the air violently, transforming into seven rod shadows that clashed with the seven sword qis at lightning speed. At the same time, his body flickered, moving erratically and mysteriously.
"Ding, ding, ding!"
A series of sharp metal clashing sounds echoed between the longsword and the dog-beating stick. Sparks flew, energy wreaked havoc, and radiance flashed like stars. It forced Zhang Guolao and Qian Dashou to retreat. Their clothes were in a mess, making them look like two beggars.
It was another evenly matched battle. Qian Dashou and Zhang Guolao had just stabilized themselves when they immediately clashed again. It was obvious that no one was willing to submit to the other. They would only stop when there was a victor or a life and death battle.
"Boom! Boom!
Boom! "Xiao Chen and Qian Baiyi's battle was already far away from the crowd. A casual attack from the two was extremely terrifying. Explosions were incessant, as if a small star was continuously exploding and obliterating … any Blood Bear Realm martial artist that was hit would either be instantly killed or severely injured.
In just a short period of time, the two had exchanged countless blows. Qian Baiyi was getting more and more shocked. He did not expect Xiao Chen to have such rich battle experience at such a young age. His battle instincts were so strong, and his battle awareness was so abnormal.
He also felt that Xiao Chen's body contained an extremely cold killing aura. During the battle, the killing aura would leak out, affecting his battle strength. He had a feeling that he was not fighting a youth that was not even twenty years old, but a killing god with an extremely strong killing aura. He was fighting with his life on the line.
"Kill!" "Ah!" "B * stard!"
The strongest martial artists from both sides were fighting with all their might. They would not stop until there was a winner. The other martial artists from both sides were also fighting with joy. Shouts, screams, and roars could be heard incessantly. Hundreds of martial artists above the White Tiger Realm were clashing crazily, and their sharp weapons were all aimed at their enemies. The momentum was horrifying, and it was extremely chaotic. Almost every second, someone was injured. Some were even hit in vital spots or were decapitated, dying a violent death.
In just a short period of time, there were more than a dozen corpses and dozens of severely injured martial artists on the ground. Blood flowed like a river, and corpses were piled up. Both sides were in a killing frenzy. Sometimes, several weapons were aimed at one person at the same time. If that person was strong enough or could dodge fast enough, he or she would be minced into meat paste and die without a complete corpse.
At first, the Qian Clan's martial artists were far from enough. There were only over fifty Blood Bear Realm martial artists fighting against three hundred poor martial artists. Although most of the poor martial artists were White Tiger Realm martial artists, there were still forty Blood Bear Realm martial artists. Hence, the Qian Clan suffered a huge loss. In just a short period of time, they had lost seven or eight Blood Bear Realm martial artists. On the contrary, the poor martial artists lost more White Tiger Realm martial artists.
"Charge!"
Since the battle had already begun, the hundreds of White Tiger Realm martial artists and a small number of Blood Bear Realm martial artists that were hiding in the Qian Clan's courtyard all revealed themselves. They continuously rushed out of the Qian Clan's main gate to support the Qian Clan's martial artists. They raised their weapons and killed the enemies in a frenzy.
"Kill!"
The battle had started to enter the climax, and there were more and more casualties. However, both sides didn't have any intention to stop. Everyone's eyes were red from killing and had lost their rationality. They only had their enemies in their eyes, and their hearts were filled with killing. It was endless until that person fell down. However, there would immediately be someone to replace the dead person's position and continue to enjoy the game of killing and being killed.
At this moment, life was so cheap, just like plants being harvested. The martial artists in the battle might be alive and well a moment ago, but in the next moment, their heads would be chopped off or their hearts would be pierced. They would then fall down and become a broken corpse. They would become a grain of sand in history and be forgotten forever.
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