Chapter 1052 The Power of Saint’s Fist
Lu Chen didn't even bother to talk to Fei Long. What does defeat mean? What does it mean to scare away?
If it weren't for the fact that Gan Huo is a cautious person and extremely suspicious, he might have confessed today.
Zheng Fang is fighting with Qian Xi and cannot save him at all.
Seeing Zheng Fang and Qian Xi fighting hard, Lu Chen was also speechless.
It's also a tearing combat skill, and it's also a holy sword. In the past, Bai Chun's fight with Ganxi could be done with just one sword, and the fight wouldn't last that long. But why is Zheng Fang's combat power so much worse than Bai Chun's?
It stands to reason that Zheng Fang has been stationed in the Demon Cave for a long time and has rich combat experience. He should be able to defeat Gan Xi with one move.
Lu Chen feels that Zheng Fang is not as good as Bai Chun, which may be related to Zheng Fang's realm.
Zheng Fang was promoted by the overbearing master and had just broken through, and he was able to reach the second level of the Venerable Realm.
And Bai Chun is a veteran second-level sage with profound combat power, which is really not comparable to that of Zheng Fang.
However, looking at the battle situation between Zheng Fang and Qian Xi, Zheng Fang has taken advantage of his combat skills, and it will be a matter of time to defeat Qian Xi.
Not only Lu Chen could see this, but everyone could see it.
"It's strange. When did the great elder of Xuantian Dao Sect become so powerful?"
"Yes, the Xuantian Dao Sect has always been crushed by the Cang Yu Sect. The former Bai Chun was a coward in front of Gan Xi."
"But the new great elder of Xuantian Dao Sect is already extremely powerful, and now he is overwhelming Gan Xi."
"I know that Zheng Fang. He used to guard the monster cave. His combat prowess is not good, far inferior to that of Bai Chun. For some unknown reason, he was suddenly promoted."
"But his current combat power is absolutely top-notch, and at least his combat skills are top-notch. Where did he learn the high-level combat skills?"
"Xuantian Daozong cannot have such high-level combat skills. He may have encountered some opportunity or been taught by an expert."
Many elders of the sect stared at Zheng Fang and whispered among themselves, talking like this.
Sure enough, in less than a stick of incense, Zheng Fang fought more and more smoothly, and cut Gan Xi to death with one sword, ending the battle.
"Qian Xi, you used to bully my Xuantian Dao Sect and suppressed many people in my Xuantian Dao Sect. You went too far!"
Zheng Fang pointed his sword at Qian Xi and said proudly, "There is reincarnation in the way of heaven. Now the era when our Xuantian Dao Sect is as strong as Lin and was oppressed by the Cang Yu Sect has passed..."
At this moment, there was a sudden storm in the sky, and a majestic voice interrupted Zheng Fang: "The era has not yet passed, Xuantian Dao Sect is still at the feet of Cang Yu Sect, and there is no way to reincarnate!"
"who?"
Zheng Fang was shocked.
"Ignorant junior!"
Above the sky, among the clouds, a big hand stretched out, grabbed down, and locked onto Zheng Fang.
"Old guy, you attack the juniors again. Why are you always so shameless?"
On the other side of the sky, a sword shadow suddenly flashed out, as fast as lightning, and struck the big hand in an instant.
The big hand was not slashed, but a cut was made, and blood flowed, so he hurriedly retracted it.
"Ouch!"
And among the clouds, a scream suddenly came out, "Xuantian Sword?
Damn it, mother, you overbearing old ghost... are you not dead yet?"
"If you die, I won't die. If you die, you will die. If you don't go to hell, who will?"
From the other side of the sky, a heroic laughter came, "For me, death is a luxury and very difficult, okay?"
"It's strange, I obviously destroyed your body, how did you survive?"
Among the clouds, a figure appeared, it was Patriarch Cang Yu.
Ancestor Cang Yu looked confused and his eyes were full of doubts. He had a sword wound on his right hand, but he was recovering.
"Why do you destroy my body?
Is that an illusion of yours?"
On the other side of the sky, a figure also appeared, it was the ancestor of the Xuantian Dao Sect, the Overbearing Master!
The overbearing master was wearing Xuantian Armor and holding Xuantian Sword in his hand. His face was smiling and full of pride, as if he was laughing at the ancestor Cang Yu, but he did not say it out loud.
"The only thing you're most powerful about is your mouth. Apart from that, what else do you have?"
Ancestor Cang Yu said with a sneer.
"I have so many abilities, otherwise I would make you hate me for so many years?"
The overbearing master smiled.
"Last time I only destroyed your physical body and spared your soul, which is considered to be merciful to you. I didn't expect that you wouldn't appreciate it!"
Ancestor Cang Yu said angrily, "This time, I will not be a human unless I destroy your soul!"
"Then stop being a human and go be a ghost!"
When he mentioned the big loss he suffered at the hands of Ancestor Cangyu last time, Master Bao became furious.
If Lu Chen didn't happen to have the heaven-defying Spiritual Essence Liquid in his hand and poured half a kilogram of it into him, he would have disappeared long ago. How could he still be so prosperous?
After all, if you lose your powerful physical body, what else can you do with only your soul?
His soul is so old, and he can only survive to rebuild his physical body. He can only live a few more days, and it is impossible to regain his original cultivation. It is better to simply dissipate and be done with it.
"A domineering old ghost, I've made it impossible for you to become a ghost!"
Ancestor Cang Yu was furious, and immediately opened the vision and punched the domineering master.
That punch was like thunder from the sky, shattering the entire cloud. The pressure of the punch spread from top to bottom, causing the blood of the people on the ground to boil and they were gasping for air.
Even the sky-covering defense line put up by the fat dragon collapsed instantly under the power of that fist.
Two high-quality spare pots were also shattered at that moment.
"The pressure of the saint!"
Lu Chen frowned, and immediately released his majestic soul power, resisting the power of the saint's fist from ancestor Cang Yu.
Then, Lu Chen stretched out his hands, one on the left and the other on the right, and hugged Mingyue and Wan'er's slender waists.
Mingyue and Wan'er were circulating their true energy, struggling to resist the power of the saint's punch, when suddenly they were hugged by Lu Chen, and their faces turned red and pink, and they were extremely shy.
But the next moment, Mingyue and Wan'er felt a lightness on their shoulders, and realized that it was not Lu Chen who was frivolous, but Lu Chen who was helping them.
A powerful soul power came from Lu Chen's hand, covering them, and the power of the saint's fist descending from the sky was blocked by that soul power!
"Senior...brother, what about me, me, me?
Please help me too."
Feilong was feeling uncomfortable under the power of the Saint's fist. When he saw that Lu Chen had hugged Mingyue and Wan'er, the two women looked at ease. He knew that it was Lu Chen who had done it, so he quickly asked Lu Chen for help.
Feilong knew that Lu Chen's soul power was powerful and could withstand all pressure, so he naturally wanted Lu Chen to help him.
"What pressure do you, a grown man, fear?
You should practice more and bear it more, so that you won’t be afraid of pressure in the future."
Lu Chen smiled and said this.
"Senior brother, I'm not you. I can't bear it. I'm almost crushed by the pressure."
Fei Long's nose became sore and tears fell down his cheeks. He cried and threw himself at Lu Chen's feet. He suddenly reached out and hugged Lu Chen's feet.
This chapter has been completed!