Invincible Martial King

C58 Strong Regression



C58 Strong Regression

The house collapsed and smoke rose in all directions. From time to time, there would be the sound of explosions.    

    

In a battle between Innate Martial Master Level experts, the aftermath of the attack alone was enough to destroy a large portion of the buildings, let alone the exchange of blows between four Innate Martial Master experts.    

    

Affected by the Poison Soul Powder, Lu Zhentian and Uncle Fu's combat power were greatly reduced. They were instantly at a disadvantage, being suppressed by Liu Tie and Tie Kuang. Their attacks became more and more fierce, every move filled with ice-cold killing intent.    

    

"Pu" Uncle Fu staggered back. There was another wound on his chest, and the bones inside it could be vaguely seen.    

    

"Uncle Fu, how long can you hold on?"    

    

"As long as you are willing to submit to me, what Lu Zhentian can give you will naturally be several times more." Wu Tie's soul power was surging. No one knew what kind of power technique he had used. His entire body was covered in scarlet flames, making him look like a God in flames. Every attack was like a God's punishment, and it had unimaginable power.    

    

Even though he had just broken through, his fighting strength was extremely tyrannical, and was not any weaker than a normal Innate Martial Master practitioner.    

    

"Shameless, despicable scum."    

    

"Although this old man is old and weak, he still has a bit of determination. Today, I will either kill you on the spot or step over my corpse." Even though he was injured, Wu Tie didn't show any signs of weakness. His old body became more and more powerful, and even though he couldn't use most of his soul power, he still relied on his clever combat skills to contend with Liu Tie, trying his best to buy some time for Lu Zhentian.    

    

"Since you insist on dying, I'll grant you your wish, old thing." Wu Hai's expression was dark as the scarlet flames around his body soared. He was not sure what skill he was training in, but even the surrounding temperature was affected by it. From afar, he looked like a raging fire, the heat waves billowing.    

    

"Ardent Flame Slash!" With an explosive shout, the night suddenly brightened. A red light streaked across the sky like a meteor, chopping down in the blink of an eye.    

    

"Wu Hai, you're so mediocre!" Uncle Fu shook his head and subconsciously moved to the side a few dozen feet away, avoiding this swift attack.    

    

"Is that so?" Wu Hai laughed coldly and disappeared on the spot.    

    

"What?" Uncle Fu's expression changed as he felt a bad premonition. His soul power actually didn't sense Wu Tie's aura. He didn't know what kind of cultivation technique Wu Tie was cultivating to be able to hide from his soul power perception.    

    

"Old thing, die!" In the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of Uncle Fu. This kind of distance was enough for experts with Innate Martial Master to dodge, but it was difficult for Uncle Fu to control the soul power in his body. With just the strength of his physical body, he was still slightly slower.    

    

"Bang!" At the critical moment, a light flashed on Uncle Fu's body. An indestructible Astral Energy appeared and scattered the scarlet light.    

    

"Xiantian Astral Qi!" Wu Hai appeared and squinted his eyes. The biggest difference between Innate Martial Master Stage and that of Martial Master Stage was that the body could condense the First Sky of the Profound Sky Qi, which was so hard that it did not rush the body. One could not underestimate this thin layer of Supreme Qi. Even magical beasts known for their strength would find it difficult to immediately break through this layer of defense.    

    

For an expert who had reached the Innate Martial Master Stage, let alone death, it was extremely difficult for them to even be injured. It was because of this that Wu Hai had activated Poison Soul Powder, otherwise, he wouldn't have the confidence to even combine Tang Family.    

    

"How about Heavenly Dipper Qi first?" Without the support of soul power, you won't be able to hold on for long. " Wu Hai let out a cold harrumph and then burst out with an even stronger attack.    

    

Facing his storm-like attack, Uncle Fu wanted to retaliate, but he had no way of using his own soul power, so he could only rely on his Qi to resist. Without the support of his soul power, Uncle Fu could only use his own Qi.    

    

The flame formed a huge dragon, the surrounding ground was scorched black, unable to withstand the intense heat. Wu Hai cultivated a fire type Qi Method, so his power was very strong. Although he had just entered the Upper Sky Realm, his battle power was amazing.    

    

Uncle Fu continued to resist. However, with just his physical body and the slowly weakening Supreme Force, he was unable to withstand the attacks. After a moment, the injuries on his body became even more obvious.    

    

"Swish!" The flames transformed into a Giant Sword that streaked through the air like a meteor falling through the night sky.    

    

Uncle Fu's head was covered in sweat. He tried to dodge but failed to do so. Flames struck the Astral Energy in the air, melting it like solid ice and becoming more and more fragile.    

    

"I've finally revealed a flaw!" Wu Hai's gaze was vicious as his soul power focused on his hands. He slashed out dozens of red lights and disappeared from where he stood at the same time.    

    

In the firelight, Uncle Fu frowned as he felt a fatal danger. He immediately pushed out his palms and a violent force swept out in all directions. The flames were extinguished layer by layer.    

    

Suddenly, a cold light flashed.    

    

Puff.    

    

The blade pierced his abdomen, blood gushing out like a fountain. Uncle Fu staggered and almost fell to the ground. It turned out that the attack just now was just a feint.    

    

"Go to hell!" Wu Hai sneered and was about to raise his hand to slap Uncle Fu on the forehead. If he was hit, even if he was an expert of Innate Martial Master Stage, he would only die.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

Suddenly, a fist came smashing over. Wu Hai was caught off guard and took a few steps back.    

    

"Lu Zhentian!" Wu Hai subconsciously tightened his body when he saw the person's face. It turned out that Lu Zhentian had discovered that Uncle Fu was in danger, so he had thrown off Ironmadman and rushed over, saving Uncle Fu's life in a split-second.    

    

"Uncle Fu, leave this to me. You can withdraw and heal your injuries." Uncle Fu's entire body was covered in blood, especially the wound on his abdomen, which almost ripped open. If it was not for the fact that the recovery rate of the Innate Martial Master Level warriors was shocking, that attack would have definitely taken his life. However, he had already lost his fighting strength, and could not continue the fight.    

    

"I'm sorry, I've held you back."    

    

"Chief, be careful." Uncle Fu was unwilling to give up, but staying here would only affect Lu Zhentian, so he immediately left the battle.    

    

Seeing this scene, Wu Hai did not try to stop it. As long as Lu Zhentian was killed, then everything would be over. A mere seriously injured Uncle Fu would not be able to create any trouble.    

    

"Lu Zhentian, I advise you to stop resisting. As long as you are willing to surrender, I promise I will let you live, okay?" Of all the Lu Family, the one he was most afraid of was Lu Zhentian. Over the past decade, he had seen the former few times, but it was simply impossible to determine his true strength.    

    

"You must die today." Lu Zhentian's eyes darkened, while his expression remained indifferent.    

    

"Haha, Lu Zhentian, you have quite the tone you have there." A human figure flashed over. It was Crazy Steel who was in hot pursuit.    

    

"Now that you have been infected with the Poison Soul Powder, you can barely deal with a single Innate Martial Master Level practitioner, let alone two of them?" Crazy Iron Slave laughed out loud. For someone like him, as long as he could win, he didn't have a shred of concern. In the world of martial artists, sometimes, it was even more brutal than the battles between magical beasts. As long as one obtained the final victory, people would always remember how you looked like when you won.    

    

Although Wu Hai did not say anything, the curve of his lips was very obvious. He had waited far too long for this moment.    

    


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