Chapter 868 – Defeating Two Great Elders in One Move, Suppressing the Entire Arena
Chapter 868 – One Move Defeats Two Elderly Elders, Suppresses the Entire Field
The unusual appearance of the three people in the sky instantly caught the attention of everyone below, countless gazes looked to the west together, all equally startled.
“Crunch, crunch ……”
Only to see against the setting sun, more than a hundred people with chains dragging a simple broken slippery boat, not only not slow to come.
This scene was a bit strange, what was even stranger and more terrifying was the people pulling the slip boat-
More than a hundred elite disciples of the Great Diffusion Sect of the lowest Spiritual Platform realm, and more than a dozen saint son and daughter level experts of the Yuanji realm!
Such a force would be terrifying and destructive to the vast majority of people, and it was on the contrary that this group of people were now acting as underlings and footmen.
Looking at the slippery boat, at the moment, there was only one person sitting there, dressed in white, in the appearance of a young man, without half an expression on his face, calm like a pool of clear water.
“Xin Zhuo!”
Those who knew each other recognized him at the first glance, and for a while, their expressions were different.
That Jiang Yuwei stood up violently, her chest heaving.
The disciples of the eighteen sects back then subconsciously stepped forward, their faces changing and changing.
Especially Liu Qingfeng, his face reddened, his mood surging, sometimes excited, sometimes fearful.
On the northern marquee, Mr. Zhuge’s group of people also stood up in haste.
Just no one spoke, the scene was terribly quiet, because pulling the skiff this strange formation, also do not know what the meaning.
Until that high in the sky the two Dala host elders slightly frowned, asked: “Fellow travelers could it be that you have captured Xin Zhuo?”
Xiao Jingyi, ferry old man a group of people face constrained, unwilling to take care of, these two are afraid of cultivation repair bad brain, clear-eyed people can see who was tackled by whom.
But see Xin Zhuo stood up, stretched a lazy waist, said: “Can capture my Xin Zhuo many people, but does not include all of you present!”
With those words, he suddenly and strangely disappeared in place.
Those two host elders captured Xin Zhuo’s cultivation fluctuation at the first time, their faces changed, their hearts became alert, and they made a move to resist…
It was too late!
A terrifying pressure that seemed to flow out of the ancient ages arrived in front of them in the blink of an eye, followed by a mountainous tsunami of Yuanji killing intent.
“Roar…”
The clouds in the sky tumbled, a sea of blood filled the heavens and earth, and a strange roar that resounded through the heavens and earth was emitted from the sea of blood, followed by howling winds, and an intense pressure that far surpassed everyone in this place.
The reaction of those two host elders could not be described as fast, the power of the origin came out majestically, the divine body and bloodline visions covered the sky, and the Martial Dao Yuan Bing chopped out ten thousand red awns.
However, everything was useless, the two only felt that the power, true qi and origin far more than ten times pressed against their heads, unstoppable and destructive.
“Heaven level origin, nine-colored true qi ……”
Just having the time to utter these words, their weapons broke, their divine body visions shattered, their origin shattered, their chest bones shattered, their mouths spat out blood, screamed miserably, and crashed straight downwards.
“Boom! Boom!”
The incomparably tamped land that had been trampled by the millions of troops was born to be knocked out of two huge deep pits, with dust flying up and slow to dissipate.
However, this scene, in the eyes of everyone below, was Xin Zhuo arriving high in the sky in a flash, waving his sleeve, and defeating two long-established Dala Sect Resident Elders with a single strike!
The terrifying strength and overbearing means were suffocating!
This was by no means an exaggeration, at least in the eyes of the majority of sect martial artists who couldn’t even break through Hun Yuanxu, this was almost a celestial terrifying existence.
Even when Supreme Birdman, Xiao Jingyi, Pendulum Old Man, Yuan Youyong and Qingxuan’s group of people looked on, they were completely convinced that this kind of perverted general offense was something that they absolutely could not do.
In the sky, Xin Zhuo seemed as if he was just doing a small and insignificant thing, raising his hands behind his back, the aura of the Yuan Extreme Six Forests, the Nine Colors True Qi, and the Heavenly Grade Origin poured out without reservation.
“Buzz–“
Hundreds of miles in a circle, millions of troops, hundreds of disciples of the Great Luo Great Diffusion, and a dozen or so Holy Sons and Daughters level experts tightened underneath their bodies as if a great disaster was coming.
The mundane has the talk of an official’s greatness crushing a person to death, and how could there be no endless realm suppression between martial artists from those with a higher realm?
Shock and awe! Submission!
This was the feeling of everyone in this side of heaven and earth at this moment!
The Supreme Birdman moved a hundred feet away and respectfully saluted: “My subordinate, Supreme Birdman, I greet the Great Zhou Sacred Ancestor Emperor!”
Suddenly, he felt that he couldn’t say the word “Brother Xin” anymore, he didn’t know what kind of shocking waves were created in his heart when he just saw the heavenly level origin power, this Xin Zhuo is a demonic freak that is rare to see in the ancient times, it’s only been a few days since he saw him, where did he come from with the fusion of origins? If you let him grow up like this, sooner or later he will become a saint, I can’t afford to mess with him.
“Greetings to His Majesty, the Holy Ancestor Emperor!”
Below Ye Chen, Servant Immortal and Spirit Sparrow’s group of cultivators were as if their hearts were dead for a moment, this guy had not seen him for a few months, his cultivation was even higher, even the Pendulum Father and Son had been captured, where was there any hope?
“Long live the emperor, long live the emperor ……”
Under the city of Nan Li in the north, the royal family of Great Zhou, civil and military officials and hundreds of thousands of Zhou troops prostrated themselves on the ground and shouted long live.
Xiao Jingyi, the father and son of Pendulum and Yuan Yourong’s group of people beside the slippery boat glanced at each other, not knowing why Xin Zhuo wanted to use his power to oppress people at this time, but thinking that there was an ulterior motive, he couldn’t help but follow with a big salute and pay homage.
As for the southern mountain, just now the confident Da Luo Saint Son Wu Jiang’s face was covered with shock and humility, his eyes swept over the two unknown hosts in the deep pit in the distance, his heartbeat accelerated, his eyes glanced at Qiong Yu, almost squeezing a few words out of his teeth: “This is Xin Zhuo?”
Qiong Yu’s face turned even paler: “Yes!”
“Impossible!” Wujiang said angrily: “Defeating the two resident elders in one move? Wasn’t it said that it was only a little bit stronger than Senior Brother Si Ying?”
Qiong Yu couldn’t answer and didn’t know how to answer.
And not far behind Chu Zongwei, Dao Zhen, Li Guo father, Chen Changsheng and Nie Sheng Huan group of people only feel scalp numb, by the high altitude of Xin Zhuo’s might suppression of trembling can not help themselves, the gap is so great that it is like the difference between mud, this person is now not Xin Zhuo are no longer important!
It is the Liu light wind is also some uncertainty, face hesitation, careful observation, hesitation, people are indeed still the same person, but the breath difference is too great, so that people easily do not dare to approach.
“Buzz–“
Just at this moment, high in the sky Xin Zhuo point down a finger, finger in nine colors, the sky sycamore tree shadow covered, condensed as substance, straight to the hillside over the pressure.
Pressure that seemed like a dozen or so large mountains instantly descended over the heads of the entire Great Luo Sect disciples, especially focusing on Qiong Yu and Wu Jiang.
That boundless holy son first body soft, staggering kneeling, followed by Qiong Yu, seemingly slender and weak body “plop” fell to the ground, majesty sweeping the ground, no longer half a point of the holy son of the holy woman’s aura.
The rest of the people are a little better, but they are all staggering, dizzy.
Xin Zhuo said word by word: “Whether the entire Big Luo Sect is captured or dies, it’s all up to you!”
That Qiong Yu spoke out with difficulty: “Brother Xin, we are willing to be captured!”
The Boundless Saint Son gritted his teeth and insisted, but he really couldn’t hold on, his cultivation was two realms apart, his origin power was heaven and earth different, it was hopeless, so he had no choice but to struggle and say, “Take captive!”
Only then did Xin Zhuo dissipate his “Yuanji Finger” and the pressure of his body, and flashed to the top of the mountain, standing in front of Liu Qingfeng.
Liu Qingfeng, Chu Sinniang and Chu Zongwei subconsciously stepped back, looking humble and cowardly, not daring to look directly at him.
This was the pressure brought about by a superior in the martial arts!
Until Xin Zhuo let out a bitter smile and bowed to the end to Liu Qingfeng, respectfully saying, “Disciple Xin Zhuo has met master!”
The group froze for a moment.
Liu Qingfeng was first bewildered, then froze, then his face was strange, then full of relief and pleasure, finally his scalp was numb, it was almost like eight hundred meridians were out of breath together, almost floating to the clouds, especially looking at the countless number of people in all directions who were countless times higher than his own realm and status, full of astonishment and scruples looking at himself, this comfort was simply speechless, and
He swore that even back then when he got married, broke through his cultivation, and became the lord of a peak, it was not as happy as it is today.
He is not a pretense, no city of people, on the contrary, if not involving his own disciple Xin Zhuo, he rarely speak, sometimes even a month can not say a word, but at this moment he has a thousand words in his heart whistling to and fro.
In the next moment, he met the gazes of countless experts and walked to Xin Zhuo in front of him with a smile on his face, stretching out his hands to help him, and then glanced at the not far away Temple Master Li Wuyou who was bullying his disciples from time to time with a dumbfounded face, his own master Chu Zongwei, countless secretive experts of the Da Luo Sect, and the Holy Son Wujiang.
No! It can’t be like this, I should do something.
He fiercely withdrew his hand again and put it behind his back, looking like a strict teacher, he coughed lightly: “Adverse disciple! Do you know your mistake?”
Xin Zhuo’s master, his identity would never be so simple, don’t resent him because of one or two of his words.
(End of chapter)