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C1187 A True Immortal Had Arrived



C1187 A True Immortal Had Arrived

"Normal?"    

    

Before Yuan Yaoyao could say anything, Old Man Jiang could no longer hold it in.    

    

"Do you know what these two represent?"    

    

"The Wind God's Leg and the Thunder Duke Fist are both techniques that can reach the Nascent Infant. The two of them had already mastered them, and they were both true Half-Step True Immortal warriors. If it wasn't for the Earth's Spiritual Qi reinforcing everything, this battle would have been enough to destroy the entire Wuhui Valley and even the Jiangdong! "    

    

"You little brat, you don't even have a single cultivation base, and you still dare to boast shamelessly here. You really don't know what's good for you!"    

    

Old Man Jiang had long lost his patience with Ye Chen's arrogant attitude.    

    

"You are really the most useless person I have ever seen, and you are also the one who speaks big! Who doesn't know how to brag? I even said that I can poke a hole in the sky. "    

    

Yuan Yaoyao hated Ye Chen to the extreme.    

    

Bragging was shameless, but knowing that other people's strength was there, but still stubbornly refusing to admit it. This was very annoying.    

    

Ye Chen smiled but did not say anything, and did not explain too much. Sometimes, people might not believe the truth, but people would think that it was reasonable to lie.    

    

"Boom!"    

    

The battle on the stage was exceptionally intense. Every time they collided, the audience felt as if there was an earthquake. Wave after wave of air currents continued without stopping.    

    

The Thunderlord Fist and the Wind God's Leg clashed, and it was hard to tell which one was stronger.    

    

"Ah-!"    

    

Lei Zhen suddenly roared, and his arms extended a few inches in the air. Lightning flashed on his arms like lightning in the air. His fists, which were originally unable to hit Tang Xuan, suddenly hit the ground.    

    

Tang Xuan instantly gave a muffled groan as he retreated several feet.    

    

"Puhwark!"    

    

He spat out a mouthful of blood and shook his head while clutching his chest, "I didn't expect your Thunderlord Fist to have reached the Lightning Flash Realm. It's my loss."    

    

Tang Xuan's mouth was somewhat bitter. He was around 200 years older than Lei Zhen, but he lost to Lei Zhen.    

    

"Mr. Tang is too serious. It's just that you were a little careless!"    

    

Lei Zhen cupped his fists and said. He did not mean to be modest, but he said it with emotion.    

    

If it wasn't for Tang Xuan not having expected him to reach the realm of "Lightning Flash," it would probably be hard to predict the outcome of the battle.    

    

Tang Xuan returned to Zhang Tianxiang's side. Zhang Tianxiang's face was ashen. He knew that the defeat had been decided. He was afraid that he would not be able to gain anything from the profit sharing this time.    

    

But Tang Xuan was an expert. Even if he was furious, he did not dare to speak rudely to Tang Xuan. He could only swallow the bitter fruit.    

    

On the contrary, Hong Qiu laughed loudly. When he saw Lei Zhen's victory, he felt that no one would be able to fight him anymore. There was a high chance that Lei Zhen would be the champion of this Celestial Sect Conference.    

    

Lei Zhen stood with his hands behind his back and said in a low voice, "Who else wants to go up the stage and give me some pointers? If not, the champion will belong to Hong Tianjun."    

    

Although he was speaking to everyone, his eyes were fixed on Old Man Jiang. He was the only one who could not see through the depth of this old man. He might be his only great enemy.    

    

"Grandpa Jiang, it's your turn to attack, isn't it?"    

    

A look of anticipation emerged on Yuan Yaoyao's face. Although Lei Zhen was very strong, she was very confident in Old Man Jiang.    

    

"Of course!"    

    

Old Man Jiang smiled and nodded. Although they were both Half-Step True Immortal, he had already seen through Lei Zhen's path. The Half-Step True Immortal was also divided into different levels. He, Nan Jue, and other senior experts were at the same level. It was not something a newly advanced Half-Step True Immortal like Lei Zhen could compare with.    

    

He was just about to stand up when a majestic voice suddenly sounded from outside the No Return Valley.    

    

"The chief can't be someone else. There's only one chief, and that's me!"    

    

Everyone turned their heads in shock. They wanted to see who dared to speak such crazy words after witnessing Lei Zhen's powerful performance.    

    

"Rumble!"    

    

At this moment, they saw in horror that the originally empty air was slowly cracking open. A bloody red spatial crack appeared, and then a man walked out of it like a dragon and a tiger.    

    

His feet stepped on the void, looking down on everyone with an incomparably arrogant expression on his face. Although he did not move, there were two flowers blooming around him. His plain white robe looked ordinary at first glance, but if one looked closely, there were colorful lights flashing continuously, as if there was a world hidden inside.    

    

"What?"    

    

Old Man Jiang's gaze suddenly became serious, and he was about to get up, but he sat down again.    

    

Seeing the person, Liu Longkun, who had been anxious all this time, grinned and sneered.    

    

"Boundless True Immortal is here. I want to see how you all will die!"    

    

Lei Zhen who was standing on the stage took a step back in fear. The newcomer was able to tear open the spatial zone and descend upon the place. It was obvious that he was an Amalgamated Dao Stage cultivator. Adding the unusual phenomenon around him, he should be a disciple of Longevity Cult.    

    

How could he possibly fight against such a peerless figure?    

    

"Grandpa Jiang, what's wrong?"    

    

Yuan Yaoyao looked at Old Man Jiang's ugly expression and asked curiously.    

    

Old Man Jiang did not answer. His eyes were fixed on the middle-aged man who had just arrived at the stone platform. His hand trembled slightly.    

    

Ye Chen, who had his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes. His gaze became playful.    

    

"He is a genuine true immortal. Judging from his cultivation technique, he is no different from Su Mo, Gu Changsheng, and the others. He is from the Longevity Cult. It seems like the Grand Sect of The True Immortals has chosen this Liu Longkun as their leader."    

    

The person who came was naturally Soong Wuji. The reason why he waited until now was to wait for Mr Chen. However, it had been a long time since he saw someone like Mr Chen. He couldn't hold himself back anymore.    

    

"It's true that you have played the Thunderlord Fist well, but you aren't strong enough. You'd better get the hell out of here and stop making a fool of yourself."    

    

Soong Wuji looked at Lei Zhen and said with disdain.    

    

"What did you just say?"    

    

Under the influence of Soong Wuji, Lei Zhen had already thought of retreating, but when he heard Soong Wuji insulting him, he couldn't bear it any longer.    

    

He shouted loudly and had already taken a step forward to punch. He stepped into the sky, and his pair of iron fists exploded with lightning. It even faintly shook the void, and created a series of tiger roars in the air.    

    

Lei Zhen was sure that this was his strongest punch so far, and it had already surpassed his own limits.    

    

"This looks a little bit like it."    

    

Soong Wuji was smiling, but it was a genuine sneer.    

    

He put his hands behind his back and did not move. Suddenly, a Two-Lives Flower bloomed in front of him. In the heart of the flower, there was the rise and fall of the sun and the rise and fall of the stars. It instantly wrapped around Lei Zhen's fists.    

    

Lei Zhen felt as if he had been struck by an invisible iron wall. Countless energy had invaded his arms and his internal organs.    

    

He let out a miserable howl and fell down from the sky. When he landed on the ground, blood was flowing out of his eyes, nose, and mouth, and he was dead.    

    

The whole place was silent, including Old Man Jiang, who had thought highly of himself.    

    

Everyone had witnessed the fierce battle between Lei Zhen and Tang Xuan. It could be said that he was a true Half-Step True Immortal, but he couldn't even last one round in the hands of this man. Could it be that this man was...    

    

Old Man Jiang sat on the chair in a daze, not daring to move at all.    

    

"True Immortal? It's just a division of interests between a group of small sects on Earth. How could it attract the attention of a True Immortal?"    

    


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