Chapter 385: Chapter 360: Killing Zhuo Kunsheng_1
Zhuo Kunsheng reacted quickly at the critical moment, narrowly avoiding a lethal blow, but he was still hit by the Destroying Demon Arrow in his right shoulder.
The Destroying Demon Arrow, imbued with terrifying destructive power, shattered Zhuo Kunsheng’s right shoulder on contact, even shooting off his right arm.
With a face as pale as a sheet, Zhuo Kunsheng mustered all his strength to flee.
"It’s Lu Yan."
At this moment, all the experts on the battlefield had clearly seen who was behind the attack and were greatly shocked.
The most surprised were King Ming and Chu Tianjiao. In their minds, Lu Yan’s power was still at the stage of top experts, a distance away from the ultimate strong people like them.
Unexpectedly, in just over ten days, Lu Yan had crossed that gap, dealing a severe blow to Zhuo Kunsheng.
Was it because of those soul crystals?
Both of them thought of the soul crystals that had been awarded to Lu Yan not long ago.
Was it because of refining those soul crystals that his cultivation level broke through in such a short time?
But those soul crystals weren’t so easy to refine. They contained a complicated and diverse spiritual will, which required the power of the natural world for refining and gradual elimination.
Even at the fastest, wouldn’t it take several years?
Regardless, the sudden increase in Lu Yan’s power was beneficial to them. They felt great joy after their initial astonishment, doing their utmost to engage their respective opponents.
Whoosh!
Lu Yan stepped on the starlight and quickly chased after Zhuo Kunsheng. The third Destroying Demon Arrow had already locked onto Zhuo Kunsheng.
The next moment, the arrow flew towards Zhuo Kunsheng like a bolt of lightning.
"Kid, you can’t kill me."
Sensing danger, Zhuo Kunsheng whirled around, yelling angrily, with his Sky-breaking Sword in his left hand, radiating a brilliant light.
Within the endless light, images appeared around the blade of the Sky-breaking Sword.
"Forefathers of Tianque Sect, aid me in killing the enemy."
Zhuo Kunsheng let out a long howl.
The Sky-breaking Sword was the treasure of the Tianque Sect held by generations of sect masters, equal to the revered Soul Falling Bell. For thousands of years, it was held by various sect masters, infused with their spiritual will.
These images were the spiritual will of the generations of sect masters of Tianque Sect, now transformed into streaks of sword light, flying towards the Destroying Demon Arrow.
These streaks of sword light were not aiming to counteract the Destroying Demon Arrow directly, but to strike the sides.
Clang, clang, clang...
In an instant, ten streaks of sword light hit the side of the Destroying Demon Arrow. The powerful force diverted the Destroying Demon Arrow from its original path. As it was about to hit Zhuo Kunsheng, he swung his sword to block it, and with a whoosh, the Destroying Demon Arrow flew past Zhuo Kunsheng’s body and flew thousands of meters away.
Meanwhile, Zhuo Kunsheng only retreated a few hundred meters, and was otherwise unharmed.
"Arrows may have strong frontal attacks, but their variability is ultimately inadequate."
Lu Yan thought regretfully.
Although the attack power of archery is undoubtedly one of the best among all types of martial arts, there is a weakness—lack of variability. If the opponent can react agilely, move quickly, and use force to block, it becomes difficult to hit the target.
After blocking the arrow, Zhuo Kunsheng continued his frantic escape while martial pills from the Sumi Mustard Seed Bag flew into his mouth like they were free of charge, helping him to stabilize his condition.
"Then let’s not use the bow to kill you."
Lu Yan simply put away the Slaying Immortals Bow and, stepping on the starlight, chased after Zhuo Kunsheng like a shooting star.
Even at his peak, Zhuo Kunsheng’s speed couldn’t match Lu Yan’s. Now, with the double hit to his primordial spirit and body, he was significantly slower.
After taking a few steps, Lu Yan had already approached Zhuo Kunsheng.
"Die!"
Zhuo Kunsheng, being decisive, knew he couldn’t escape. He turned around again, his Sky-breaking Sword surrounded by the spiritual will of the forefathers of Tianque Sect, which transformed into sword light to slash at Lu Yan.
"Nine Dragon Kill!"
At the same time, Lu Yan used the True Dragon War Body and Yanluo Golden Body to launch the Nine Dragon Kill. A nine-clawed dragon soared out, its claws stepping on the void, gripping those streaks of sword light.
Boom, boom, boom!
The streaks of sword light were exploded by the dragon claws, their light dimming.
Lu Yan himself quickly approached and threw a punch.
Zhuo Kunsheng exerted all his strength for a counterattack, his left hand swinging his sword, colliding with Lu Yan’s two fists.
With two booming noises, Zhuo Kunsheng backed away. His left arm trembled continuously, blood flowed from the tiger’s mouth, and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.
"How is this possible? He’s so formidable even in close combat."
Zhuo Kunsheng was horrified, his heart sinking.
He had a feeling that today, a disaster was inevitable.
But he was a dominator in his own right, having dominated the world for hundreds of years. How could he willingly be killed by a junior?
"You want to kill me? It’s not that easy."
With a low roar, Zhuo Kunsheng’s eyes turned blood-red, and a terrifying aura emanated from his body. A layer of aura spread out, burning like a flame.
The spheres of light flowed like a tide into the Sky-breaking Sword, causing the sword light of the Sky-breaking Sword to flourish.
"Ancient Tianque Sword Way, kill!"
Zhuo Kunsheng let out a fierce howl, pushing Tianque Sect’s revered martial art to the extreme.
In the space between heaven and earth, thirty-six extremely sharp sword qi surged out, covering the void and slashing towards Lu Yan.
"Burning spirit and energy? Is he going all out?"
Lu Yan’s heart stirred, but he was not frightened in the least. With a twist of his body and a dragon chant sounding, he rushed forward, his palm strike was like a sword, successively smashing eighteen sword qi, charging forward and reaching out with a claw-like hand towards Zhuo Kunsheng’s throat.
Zhuo Kunsheng’s eyes showed a violent color, instead of retreating he advanced, slashing with his sword.
Ding ding ding...
The sounds of metal clashing echoed throughout Mingwang City, a terrifying power instilling great fear in the hearts of people.
In Mingwang City, countless people looked up in terror, their bodies quivering, some even prostrated themselves on the ground.
The battle in the high sky was like watching gods at work, at least to them.
In the space of three breaths, Lu Yan and Zhuo Kunsheng exchanged more than a hundred moves.
Lu Yan felt stinging pain in his palm. His spiritual sense swept over it only to discover that the scales on his palm had been torn and bloody wounds appeared, fresh blood seeping out.
Indeed, he was one of the strongest in the world. In this desperate battle, his power was truly terrifying.
It should be noted that he had now stacked two divine-level body refining martial arts, yet his defense was still broken. If he hadn’t cultivated the Yanluo Golden Body, Lu Yan wouldn’t dare to confront skyscraping sword bare-handed.
However, Lu Yan’s defense was not to be taken lightly. Although Zhuo Kunsheng had cut his scales, the wound was merely superficial.
Whoosh!
Zhuo Kunsheng’s body seemed to fuse with the sky-breaking sword, his spirit-infusion surged crazily into the sword, releasing a brilliant strike aimed at Lu Yan’s chest.
But Lu Yan didn’t dodge this sword, instead, he greeted it head on, while his claws targeted Zhuo Kunsheng’s throat and heart.
"You..."
Zhuo Kunsheng was surprised. He didn’t expect Lu Yan to adopt such a strategy that would ensure mutual destruction.
Although Lu Yan had strong defenses, they wouldn’t compare to those of his hands, and he intended to meet that desperate strike with his chest?
But there was no way out now.
Whoever wanted to retreat, whoever lost their momentum, would certainly die.
"Then we die together."
Zhuo Kunsheng revealed a ferocious look, his sword momentum didn’t falter and he even burned his essence and primordial spirit more crazily, pouring it into the sky-breaking sword to augment its power.
Just as the sky-breaking sword was about to pierce Lu Yan’s chest, unexpectedly, two figures burst out from Lu Yan, superimposing in front of him.
These two figures were the avatars of True Dragon War Body and Yanluo Golden Body.
The two avatars of divine-level body refining martial arts possessed formidable defensive power.
Splash!
The sky-breaking sword first penetrated the True Dragon War Body avatar, then the Yanluo Golden Body avatar, but in the end, it was unable to cause any harm to Lu Yan and was firmly blocked by the scales on Lu Yan’s chest.
At the same time, Lu Yan’s claws gripped Zhuo Kunsheng’s throat and heart.
His fingers tightened.
Splat!
Zhuo Kunsheng’s head flew off, and his heart was crushed.
Whoosh!
Zhuo Kunsheng’s primordial spirit surged out of his body and burst into the sky-breaking sword, steering it into a sword light and bolted away.
"Did you think you can escape with only your primordial spirit left?"
Lu Yan had an icy look in his eyes. His soul flew out and with a push of his hands, a phantom image of a big tree materialized out of thin air. Like it could traverse through space, it instantly caught up with the sky-breaking sword and suppressed it.
Boom!
The phantom image of the big tree plunged into the sky-breaking sword, causing it to quiver violently.
"No..."
From the sky-breaking sword came Zhuo Kunsheng’s resentful roar.
He was filled with endless regret and resentment.
He regretted coming to the Mansion of King Ming this time.
His resentment was deep; if it weren’t for the other treasure of the Tianque Sect, the Soul Falling Bell, which was severely damaged in the chaos of the Eight Kings, making it difficult to take away from the Tianque Sect, his soul wouldn’t have been gravely wounded.
Or rather, if the replica of the Soul Falling Bell had still been around...
The replica of the Soul Falling Bell had been shattered when Chu Tianjiao and King Ming joined forces to strike, and it was still not repaired to this day. If he had carried it with him, his soul wouldn’t have been seriously wounded.
It was because his soul had been seriously wounded and he had lost the initiative that he was completely on the defensive. If his primordial spirit had remained unharmed, Lu Yan wouldn’t have been able to kill him.
With a resentful roar, the sky-breaking sword fell silent, finally let out a mournful howl, and fell towards the earth, plunging into the ground. Zhuo Kunsheng’s primordial spirit had dissolved into ashes.
One of the world’s strongmen, Zhuo Kunsheng, had fallen.
Jian Wuji and even the Ancient Blood Demon gasped in shock.
Even Saint Envoy Yinyue was shocked and his face changed.
"The situation today is not promising, it’s better to retreat for now."
Jian Wuji transmitted a message to Saint Envoy Yinyue and the Ancient Blood Demon. After clashing against King Ming with all his might, he swiftly retreated, turning into a sword light fleeing into the distance.
Zhuo Kunsheng’s fall greatly alarmed him.
Saint Envoy Yinyue was a Martial Spirit who had reached the Seventh Transformation of Primordial Spirit.
As for the Ancient Blood Demon, he was a pure Ancient Demon with an astounding vitality. They were both not easy to kill.
But he, a mere martial cultivator, if he was besieged by King Ming and Lu Yan, he would most likely meet the same fate as Zhuo Kunsheng. So how could he dare to stay?
But Lu Yan had no intention of letting him off so easily.
A phantom image of a big tree descended from the sky, hitting Jian Wuji.
However, Jian Wuji’s primordial spirit had long retreated into his body, so the phantom image of the big tree didn’t have a great impact on him. Jian Wuji just trembled slightly and continued to flee without pause. In an instant, he was already hundreds of miles away.
The Ancient Blood Demon and Saint Envoy Yinyue also knew that the situation was beyond salvation. They abandoned their respective opponents and quickly retreated.
King Ming, Chu Tianjiao, and Lu Yan did not chase after them.
Saint Envoy Yinyue and the Ancient Blood Demon were not comparable to Jian Wuji and Zhuo Kunsheng. If they were to fight to the death, they would probably take several of them down with them.
