1144: C1144 Strike

C1144 Strike

Boom!

Following the loud explosion, the entire abandoned building was shaken into smithereens.

From the smoke and dust from the explosion, the figures of two men flew out and gradually became clearer.

Zhang Fann's body was surrounded by purple lightning bolts and blue ice crystals. As Worldly Immortals and half-step Earth Immortals, their expressions were exceptionally heavy.

"Zhang Fann, Lu Qingshan, what's wrong!"

This sudden change of events made the expressions of Pang Baozong and the other military officers on the scene change drastically. The elites of the few hundred Kunlun Military Region immediately came out from the corners and rushed towards the center of the explosion.

"Don't come over!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fann's face suddenly changed, and he shouted out loud. As Lu Qingshan brought his hands together and ten fingers together, thousands of Ice Sword rose from the corners of the surrounding space, and shot towards the ground.

"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!"

As the Ice Sword broke through the smoke and dust of the explosion, the scene of the abandoned building that had already collapsed was clearly shown.

One by one, the guests participating in the auction had dark purple glints in their eyes as streams of surging spirit energy exploded from their bodies.

Just by standing thousands of meters away, Pang Baozong could feel the terrifying pressure emitted from the bodies of those people.

Zhang Fann landed behind Pang Baozong, staring at the collapsed building with both of his eyes, the figure of a man in a pink tailcoat.

He raised his right hand and thousands of Ice Sword s shot out by Lu Qingshan all froze in the air above his palm.

After all, that was a half step Earth Immortal level Lu Qingshan, who used a Ice Arts, but this man only needed one hand to catch it.

Zhang Fann's intuition told him that this man was extremely dangerous!

Slowly raising his head, the man in tuxedo looked at the several thousand Ice Sword that had formed in the air. A trace of a cold expression surfaced on his face as he said with a smile.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this is the sect master of the Heavenly Arts Martial Sect, Lu Qingshan's Ice Arts."

"Your aura isn't bad. Unfortunately, your power is lacking."

Just as he finished speaking, the ground beneath his feet shattered with a loud bang, and from within the shattered rocks, a human figure suddenly sprung out. It was Lu Qingshan!

"Then I'll let you see its power!"

Lu Qingshan shouted as he turned his body in the air, his left foot stepping forward, forcing himself to the side of the man in the tuxedo. A violent kick came from below, striking the man's chin.

"Bam!"

The man was kicked several hundred meters away by Lu Qingshan, and his body spun in midair, but he did not reveal any expression of pain. He only opened his mouth slightly, and spat out a word.

"One."

The first strike had succeeded. Lu Qingshan didn't have the slightest bit of hesitation, and an ice pillar suddenly rose up from beneath his feet, lifting his entire body upwards. In an instant, he arrived at the air beside the man in the tuxedo.

The man in the tuxedo immediately took action, pulled apart his body, and on his right hand, a fierce stream of purple spirit energy gathered as he punched towards Lu Qingshan.

However, Heavenly Arts Martial Sect was a sect that cultivated arcane and martial arts together. With just a twist behind his body, Lu Qingshan dodged the punch, and following the direction the man in the tuxedo attacked, he made a cross with his palm, and fiercely struck the man's lower abdomen.

"Bam!"

"Two!"

A dull sound of impact resonated out. The man in tuxedo was once again sent flying by Lu Qingshan's palm. His upper body was bent, like a scarecrow that had been snapped in half from the middle.

Taking advantage of the man's stiffness in the air, Lu Qingshan had already forced his way under. Both of his hands were completely covered in ice crystals, and his fists that were like a violent storm had already landed at the corner of the man's body.

"Dong Dong Dong Dong"

Every time Lu Qingshan smashed his fist on the man's body, there would be the sound of crisp sounds of bones cracking. The man in the tailcoat, however, did not move at all;

"Three, four, five, six!"

"Twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two!"

Zhang Fann told Pang Baozong as he watched the fight between Lu Qingshan and the man in the tuxedo.

"General Pang."

"What?"

"Please evacuate all the elites that have been deployed here as soon as possible."

Hearing Zhang Fann's words, before Pang Baozong could say anything, the face of one of the Senior Officer s beside Pang Baozong changed.

"What kind of joke is this?"

"Do you know how much effort the military has put into this operation?"

"We have over a thousand elite soldiers from the Kunlun army here, and every one of them is equipped with the latest weapons. You want us to retreat?"

"Even if you are a Chinese Protector, making such a decision is equivalent to giving the entire military region face!"

Facing the officer's questioning, Zhang Fann did not show any signs of anger, he merely looked at the officer and asked with a bitter smile.

"Then, can the elite that you mentioned surpass more than a thousand cultivators with Divine Strength Level?"

"You, what did you say?"

Hearing Zhang Fann's words, the expressions of Pang Baozong and the Senior Officer both changed.

Halfway through the auction, someone placed an interference device inside the auction hall, cutting off the contact between Zhang Fann and Zhang Fann. As a result, they did not hear what the man in tuxedo said when the Spirit-Restoring Pill was brought up.

Zhang Fann nodded his head, his expression extremely solemn.

"It's just as Sword Immortal said. This time, the pill that he developed is already complete. "

"Not only can it control a person's mind, it can also raise their cultivation level to Divine Strength Level in a short amount of time!"

When Zhang Fann just finished speaking, with the abandoned building as the center, within a radius of a few hundred meters, the sound of an explosion came from the corner of the building.

Boom!

Amidst the smoke and dust from the explosion, one elite soldier after another spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out.

He opened his right hand, and a longsword condensed from lightning instantly appeared in his right hand. Without any hesitation, Zhang Fann turned around and waved his body, releasing a ray of lightning that directly cut open the air behind Pang Baozong and the Senior Officer!

Boom!

"What are you doing!"

Being shocked by Zhang Fann's sudden action, Senior Officer shouted with a pale face.

"Putong."2

The two charred corpses landed beside Pang Baozong and the officer. Even though their bodies were charred black by the lightning, their eyes still emitted a frightening purple glow.

"This …"

Only then did Pang Baozong and the rest realise that they had been surrounded by the divine force cultivators!

The thunder sword light disappeared as Zhang Fann slowly withdrew the completely black Sword of Slaying Ghost at his waist. On the blade of the sword, streaks of lightning continuously flashed.

"Now that Lu Qingshan is facing the mastermind behind the scenes, I will do my best to open up a path for all of you to survive."

"Please follow behind me. No matter what happens, do not look back."

The few officers and generals nodded their heads as if they were pounding garlic.

One year ago, in the entire China, how many cultivators were there?

Even if those thousand-year-old demons were included, there might not even be twenty of them!

The officers were well aware that this was no longer a matter of whether they would lose face or not.

Just one Karakorum, there was no way to deal with the current situation!

"BOOM!"

On the other side, Lu Qingshan stepped forward, and two fists completely covered in ice smashed out at the man in the tuxedo at the same time!

His body was sent flying for hundreds of meters before he crashed into a collapsed rock.

However, the man in tuxedo did not reveal any expression of pain, and only slowly walked out from the boulder. He looked at Lu Qingshan, and coldly said.

"One hundred, an entire one hundred. It's really a good number, Heavenly Arts Martial Sect Sect Master."

"I don't understand what you're saying."

Even if his continuous attacks did not cause any damage, Lu Qingshan would not have any intention of stopping. He opened his right hand, and a few metres long Ice Sword appeared in his hand.

Just at this time, a few tens of Spirit Force Cultivators suddenly descended from the sky, and trapped Lu Qingshan's body!

As for the man in the tuxedo, he moved his four limbs and pulled out a black curved blade at the same time, as he slowly approached Lu Qingshan while sneering.

"One hundred. This is the number I'm going to cut into pieces for you today."

"Taste this!"

Right at this moment, a flash of light shone out from beside the man. A man wearing a golden robe held a golden ball of light in his hand, and stuffed it into the man's clothes.

Boom!

The golden explosion swept through the land in an instant.

Within the firelight, the man wearing the tuxedo coldly looked at the two men who blocked Lu Qingshan's path. Ye Kai, Xu Mingrui, an incomparably cold voice slowly rang out from his mouth.

"As expected, the two of you are not Earth's cultivators."

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