Invincible Martial King

After another round of confrontation, Zuo Wusheng exploded forth. The thick murderous aura on his body was like ink blending into his flesh and blood, making his originally strong body grow even taller. He exuded a strong and wild aura like a prehistoric giant.    

He clenched his five fingers into a fist and the air vibrated slightly. His strength was more than two times stronger than before. With a roar, he turned into an afterimage as he rushed towards Yuan Heng.    

"Hmm?"    

Sensing the incoming danger, even Wu Tie slightly raised his eyebrows. Immediately, he advanced instead of retreating. At the same time, the boundless soul power within his body surged out, condensing into layers of indestructible armor that shone with a golden light like Fighting God descending upon the mortal world.    

Boom!    

The fist and palm collided once again, like two iron mountains colliding, producing a deep rumbling sound.    

However, this time, Zuo Wusheng did not retreat half a step. Instead, he revealed a vicious expression like a humanoid beast and released hundreds of fist lights in the blink of an eye.    

Yuan Heng's expression was cold as he continuously sent out palm shadows to collide with the incoming fist power.    

"Blood Solidification."    

Upon seeing this, Zuo Wusheng's eyes narrowed and soul power surged out. Strands of smoke like baleful aura formed into black iron chains that aimed at Wu Tie's four limbs.    

In the face of this sudden turn of events, Yuan Heng's palm slammed down like a giant boulder, directly shattering the black iron chain. At the same time, his five fingers suddenly opened up, and an incomparably sharp force gathered at the center of his palm.    

Zuo Wusheng raised his fist to resist, but at this moment, Yuan Heng shook his head. He took a step forward and appeared in front of the former.    

His speed was extremely terrifying. By the time Zuo Wusheng reacted, the palm was only three inches away from his face.    

"What?"    

Zuo Wusheng's expression changed. The murderous aura converged onto the city wall as if it was real. However, in the next second, it was shattered layer by layer by Yuan Heng's palm.    

"Phew!"    

Yuan Heng seized the opportunity and struck out three times. Each strike was stronger than the previous one, and it was like a wave that was constantly superimposed, until the end where the power was unimaginably terrifying. Even a martial artist at the peak of the Ninth Layer Of Martial Tao Sect Master would be torn into pieces at the first possible moment.    

"Good boy."    

Zuo Wusheng's face sank. He had still underestimated this Heavenly Profound Saint Hall's successor, but he didn't panic in the slightest and instead revealed a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.    

This smile looked a little strange in Yuan Heng's eyes, while at the same time, it gave him a sense of warning.    

Boom!    

Zuo Wusheng was smashed into smithereens when the palm landed. However, in the next second, he turned into black smoke and dispersed. Surprisingly, it was a fake body made from baleful qi!    

"Die."    

At this moment, a terrifying wave of energy came from behind Yuan Heng and a tyrannical fist came crashing over.    

Yuan Heng's expression slightly changed. He turned around and struck out with his palm without looking up. With a 'peng' sound, the terrifying energy from his palm almost forced him to retreat. Not only was the other party's cultivation base tyrannical, his physical body was also extraordinary. Judging by his strength, he was clearly suppressed.    

However, who was Yuan Heng, the second ranked young expert in Earth Rank? In just an instant, he reacted, and with a thought, a surge of soul power surged out from within his body. His entire palm, as though it was constructed out of divine gold, actually blocked the opponent's fist.    

"It's time, attack!"    

Seeing this, Zuo Wusheng suddenly shouted with a sneer.    

Just as he finished speaking, several figures appeared quietly and charged at Yuan Heng from all directions.    

This sudden turn of events gave everyone a fright, including Lu Chen and the rest, they all revealed looks of surprise.    

"Blood Devil Sect, Cyan Dragon Hall's other four protectors!"    

"Oh no, Zuo Wusheng is only feigning an attack. These four protectors are the most deadly trump cards."    

… ….    

It was precisely to seize this opportunity and take Yuan Heng down in one fell swoop. It had to be said that his timing was very accurate, this was the time when Wu Tie had the most obvious flaws, and now, he was in a stalemate with Zuo Wusheng's fist and palm attacks. If he retreated, he would definitely be seriously injured by that fist attack.    

"Young master."    

Several women who were fighting with Blood Devil Sect disciples noticed Yuan Heng's dangerous situation and were about to withdraw to help, but they were stopped by the Blood Devil Sect disciples. Furthermore, even without these disciples, it would be too late by the time they reach him.    

"So despicable. So this is your sharpest method." Staring at Zuo Wusheng, Yuan Heng said in a deep voice.    

"In order to take down your successor in the Heavenly Profound Saint Hall, it doesn't matter if you are a little despicable. Since ancient times, the victor is the king and the loser is the thief. As long as I can suppress or kill you, the world will only remember my mighty name, and you will disappear into thin air." Zuo Wusheng shook his head and answered coldly.    

The two sides had deep grudges between them. As long as they could reach their goal, they would not care what they did. Even if he was a half-step King, it would be difficult for him to suppress Yuan Heng with his own strength.    

The four protectors all had the strength of Ninth Layer Of Martial Tao Sect Master. Now that Yuan Heng was restricted by him with all his strength, even if the opponent had unparalleled talent, it would still be difficult for him to escape death.    

This was a battle that had to be killed.    

"Do you think that victory is within your grasp?" At the critical moment, Yuan Heng shook his head. Then, a terrifying wave of energy surged out from his body. It was like a fully recovered dragon. Its majestic and frightening aura shot up into the sky.    

Boom!    

In the next second, a powerful sword qi suddenly exploded, sending the four protectors flying away from the attack. At the same time, Yuan Heng's finger pierced through Zuo Wusheng's layer of protection aura like a sword.    

Puff.    

Zuo Wusheng tried his best to avoid it, but he was still a bit too slow. A piercing wound appeared on his chest, and blood gushed out like a spring.    

"Righteous Sword Qi!"    

Ignoring the wound on his chest, Zuo Wusheng stared at Yuan Heng with a look of disbelief on his face. This Righteous Sword Qi was rumored to be the strongest sword cultivation method in the entire Heavenly Profound Saint Hall. It was rumored that from the ancient era until now, there was nothing that the Righteous Sword Qi could not wear.    

However, it was also the cultivation technique that was the hardest to cultivate for Heavenly Profound Saint Hall. For thousands of years, not many people were able to successfully cultivate it, but from the looks of it, Yuan Heng had not only cultivated the Righteous Sword Qi, but he was also very skilled in it.    

So it turned out that he had been concealing his strength all along!