79: C79 Those who touch my Brothers, die

C79 Those who touch my Brothers, die

"Crackle!" Relying on its might, Lei Yang's cracked fist shadows shattered several layers of sword shields before they finally dissipated.

After all, the young man's cultivation was only at half-step Spiritual Source, and relied on his unique sword and shield defense to finally dissolve the might of Lei Yang's punch.

Although he was not injured, he was still forced to retreat and appeared to be in a sorry state. At this moment, he had already been forced to the foot of the mountain wall in the distance.

From the moment the opponent appeared, to when Zhang Qing was saved, to when he punched, all of this happened extremely quickly, with smooth movements, without even the slightest hint of pause, completely in one go, it could be said to be perfect. Even he himself found it difficult to achieve such perfection.

Moreover, just a single punch was enough to put him in such a passive situation. He didn't even see his opponent's face clearly, so how could such power not shock him?

He immediately came to the conclusion that the person who had attacked him was definitely not one of the black and white Fiends he had been chasing. Instead, it was someone else.

The youth thought like this, especially after thinking about how he felt a strong aura of the Spiritual Source of his fleshly body within that fist just now, he was even more certain of his judgement, and quickly concentrated in the direction of the cave.

It was just that at this moment, the place had been thoroughly flooded by a tornado of arcane power. It was impossible to see clearly. One could only vaguely see, through the thick dust, a dark red figure moving slowly inside.

In front of the cave, Lei Yang held the heavily injured Zhang Qing in his arms, with eyes revealing a look of deep regret: "Brother Zhang, I'm sorry, I was too greedy, I shouldn't have just focused on cultivating, I spent too much time, I made you protect me for such a long time, you've suffered!"

Zhang Qing once again revealed a smile, and said full of relief: "Sigh, this is nothing much. If I was in charge of cultivation, Brother Lei would definitely do the same. However, I'm afraid I'll have to leave the rest to you! "

"Alright, Brother Zhang, don't worry. I will take care of everything. You can first enter the cave and rest in peace." After Lei Yang finished speaking, a gentle force emitted from his palm, sending Zhang Qing into the cave, he turned around, faced the youth who was standing opposite of him, and slowly walked out.

With a wave of his hand, he retrieved a set of black clothes from his storage ring and put them on. Although he had just used the Thunder Fist and consumed too much of his life force, just a single punch was not enough to cause him, who was currently brimming with vitality, to sink into weakness.

The young man from Azure Snow Sect had a change in expression. While he was pondering in his heart, who exactly was this expert who had suddenly appeared? Could he be an expert from the Floating Cloud Pavilion, he suddenly saw a figure slowly walking out from the dust.

The figure was that of a sixteen-year-old youth. He was dressed in black, had fair skin, a handsome face, and a slender figure. Although he was young, his entire body exuded an indescribable calmness.

At this moment, he was not wearing a black veil, but from his eyes, the young man was able to tell that he was none other than the Black Fiend, the one he killed a few days ago.

The youth could not help but shiver violently. He sucked in a breath of cold air as the shock in his eyes increased. He even cried out in disbelief, "No ...." Impossible, how could it be you! Impossible, this... Impossible, how could your fleshly body break through the Spiritual Source in such a short period of time, unless you were the legendary ... "Body Cultivator?"

The little cultivator who had been chased away by him until he ran for his life and forced into a dangerous spot. In these few days, his cultivation had actually reached a level that even he was shocked by. This was simply too inconceivable, too unimaginable.

At this moment, Lei Yang's expression was ice-cold. With his hands behind his back, he walked over, his eyes filled with an endless killing intent. Combined with his overflowing vitality, it formed a unique type of blood fiend energy.

That aura was powerful and breathtaking, as if it possessed a demonic aura that made him look like a devil. Just a single glance from him caused the youth's eyelids to twitch, and he felt an indescribable sense of fear and trepidation in his heart.

Even though he was shocked, he quickly recovered from it. With a wave of his right hand, the green sword that had pierced deep into the mountain turned into a ray of sword light and returned into his hand.

His entire body's cultivation increased explosively as he coldly snorted: "Hmph, so what if it's a physical body's Spiritual Source? If you dare to steal the treasure that I, Xie, have in my possession, you will also die."

The instant the young man's voice fell, Lei Yang, who had been silent all this while, finally made his move. The killing intent from his entire body overflowed into the heavens, and the Cloud Piercing Steps beneath his feet rose in an instant.

As he walked forward, his right hand pressed down on the young man. At the same time, he shouted, "Those who touch my brother, die!"

As Lei Yang pressed his right palm down, a three hundred meter long palm print suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the sky. The palm of the palm of the palm impressively carried a sinister looking dragon head, and it emitted a trace of a strange devouring force.

All of a sudden, a huge wind kicked up within the mountain range. The energy it emanated caused the cultivation bases of the two men and two women who had sealed the area to explode out with power, ready to join the battle at any moment.

"Junior Brothers and Sisters, looks like Senior Brother Xie Jun has met a tough opponent this time. You should all be more alert, if the situation does not turn out well, we are prepared to intervene anytime." An older cultivator, who had a cultivation base at the great circle of the Spirit Qi, secretly transmitted his voice to the other three.

"But Senior Brother, that Xie Xie has always been proud and arrogant, if you and I had not obtained his permission and directly intervened, I'm afraid it would have caused his discontent!" A female cultivator, who was in the late stage of the ninth floor of the Spirit Qi, frowned as she heard the sound transmission.

"That's right. With Senior Brother's temper, hmph, I'm afraid that when the time comes, not only would he not be grateful, he would even end up biting Lu Dongbin's hand and failing to recognize the good will of the other party!" Before the man could reply, another mid-stage female cultivator at the ninth level of the Spirit Qi responded.

"Ai!" Hearing the words of the two, the man who had originally sent a voice transmission frowned. His eyes revealed a hint of anger and he wanted to say something, but he hesitated. In the end, he could only let out a helpless sigh!

From their conversation, it was not difficult to see that although these few people were disciples of the same sect, they did not seem to have a deep relationship with the Xie Jun that they spoke of as Senior Brother.1

As they were talking, the giant dragon palm in the sky descended with a loud bang. Xie Jun's eyes were fierce as he roared out, his hands grabbing onto the sword hilt, his cultivation exploding out, the green sword's body immediately releasing a bright green light.

Under that green radiance, it seemed like a bright moon in the sky, immediately releasing a hazy Blue Glow, together with an endless amount of sword qi, forming a formidable imposing manner.

At the same time that the energy formed, he lifted the green sword above his head and then slashed it down.

In an instant, an enormous green sword phantom rose into the sky and turned into a gigantic pillar of light. As if it could cut through the void, it charged straight at the huge palm print in the sky.

"Bam!"

Another deafening sound rang in the air. That gigantic green sword phantom seemed to show its advantage, slicing that gigantic palm imprint into two.

The palm technique was forcibly split apart, landing at Xie Jun's two sides. The ground was split into two distinct palm prints, with a huge force, causing enormous cracks to spread out instantly. There was an indescribable devouring force, causing the surrounding vegetation to wither visibly.

However, the gigantic image of the green sword only revealed a few cracks on the sword body, which continued to carry an exterminating force, and fiercely slashed at where Lei Yang was standing just now.

"Haha, the Spiritual Source of the fleshly body is only so-so!" With a single move, Xie Jun dispelled the seemingly strong Sky Dragon Earth, and the sword image continued to move forward, cutting towards Lei Yang as if it was cutting through rotten wood.

However, just as he was feeling proud of himself, Lei Yang, who was initially locked down by the green sword images, suddenly turned into a shadow and disappeared.

This sudden scene made Xie Jun's smile freeze on his face. His heart was beating even faster, and he felt a huge sense of danger, without any hesitation, he retreated backwards extremely quickly.

However, it was still too late. In the instant he retreated, Lei Yang's figure in his original position instantly solidified. Almost at the same time, a light golden fist shadow that was only thirty meters in size instantly flew out.

That fist shadow was only thirty meters wide, but it contained an indescribably wild and explosive power. Lightning arced and thunder boomed. The power of that fist was so great that even cracks appeared in the air.

In reality, ever since Lei Yang struck out with the Celestial Dragon Hand, he had not stopped one bit. At that time, his Thunder Fist rose up into the sky, and he had even stacked four punches in one go.

Then, as he activated the short distance special teleportation through the Flower Butterfly Steps, this ultimate killing punch suddenly appeared in front of Xie Jun.

He knew that his opponent was strong and had helpers. He didn't have much time and opportunity, so he decisively used his trump card to let his opponent have no time to breathe.

It was only now that Xie Jun realized that even though he was already very vigilant, he had still underestimated the youth in front of him.

As he retreated at top speed, he could sense the power of lightning from the ten-meter golden fist, which caused his scalp to go numb. A look of astonishment appeared on his face. Amidst his shock, his eyes revealed an anxiety and panic that he had never experienced before.

But it had to be said that Xie Jun was once a Spiritual Source Ranker after all.

After calming down, a green crescent moon appeared between his eyebrows.

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