Invincible Martial King

Lu Chen's eyes narrowed as he watched the short figure slowly walk over. The former's aura was very obscure, but under his powerful soul remembrance, he could still clearly sense the undulating soul essence in the opponent's body.    

    

This Poison Scorpion, who guarded the third level of Heavenly Prison, was definitely even more powerful than the red snake in terms of cultivation.    

    

To a certain extent, they were just a step away from reaching the Eternal Realm.    

    

Although it was just a single step forward, it was enough to cause countless major powers to feel despair.    

    

The Indestructible Stage Realm was the realm that all profound practitioners desired to reach. Breaking through to the Indestructible Stage Realm not only increased one's lifespan, but also allowed them to regenerate with a drop of blood and almost be indestructible.    

    

Although the scorpion before him had yet to use his final leg, it was without a doubt the most powerful existence among all of the almighty experts.    

    

The skinny and short figure, at this moment, revealed an aura that made Lu Chen feel an obvious pressure.    

    

Although he had fought with many almighty beings before, Lu Chen had never felt this kind of pressure from anyone before. Even Ann Lan, who had died from his injuries before, didn't give him such an obvious feeling.    

    

"Killing Guan Hu and Hong She consecutively, I do not care where you came from, but since we are at the third floor of the Heavenly Prison, there is no way that you can leave here alive."    

    

His yellow old eyes stared straight at Lu Chen, as if he had seen his favorite prey. He licked his cracked lips, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "I can feel that your flesh and blood are very vigorous, just like a burning furnace. If you become my puppet, then you will be the most powerful work of art."    

    

"Hur hur."    

    

"Art?"    

    

A cold light flashed in Lu Chen's eyes as he said coldly: "Refining a living person into a puppet, is this what you call a work of art?"    

    

"I never thought that there would be a abnormal person like you in the Everlasting Saint Palace. It's fortunate that I met you earlier. Otherwise, I wonder how many people would have become your so-called works of art."    

    

"Oh? You mean you want to kill me? "    

    

He immediately shook his head: "If you have the cultivation of Perfection Of Life And Death Stage, you might be able to defeat me. But even if a mere late stage Life And Death Stage has impressive battle power, don't compare Guan Hu and the two trash Red Snake with me."    

    

"Then let's give it a try."    

    

Lu Chen sneered and then immediately threw a punch.    

    

The golden light of the fist illuminated the darkness like a rising sun. The turbulent energy violently poured down towards the scorpion, blotting out the sky and covering the earth.    

    

"Heh heh …"    

    

With a sneer, the poisonous scorpion stretched out its skinny arm. A jet-black light circulated in its palm, forming a vortex half a meter in size.    

    

Before the light from the fist had even landed, it was pulled by an invisible force, entering the black vortex.    

    

It was as if a huge rock had dropped into the water, only leaving a few splashes before disappearing without a trace.    

    

This method made Lu Chen frown slightly, but it did not affect his plans to continue attacking. A supreme emperor's shadow suddenly appeared behind his back and a steady stream of power landed on his body, causing Lu Chen's figure to become extremely imposing at this moment.    

    

The scorpion's eyes narrowed, and the black vortex in the center of its hand enlarged at an extremely fast speed. It quickly turned into a huge vortex that was hundreds of feet in size. It swallowed the surrounding spiritual energy and rushed towards Lu Chen.    

    

"The first move of Imperial Fist!"    

    

The fist roared like a giant dragon. Surging golden energy surged like a giant wave from the fist as it struck forward with an imposing manner that could destroy anything in its path.    

    

Soon, the golden fist light and the black vortex collided violently. Two completely different energies engulfed each other, but after a short moment, the black vortex roared and crushed the golden fist light into pieces. Then, it charged towards Lu Chen without slowing down in the slightest.    

    

Lu Chen moved a thousand feet away to avoid the black vortex. However, he suddenly had a feeling and threw a punch behind him.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

As its fist was pressed back by its shriveled hand, the Poison Scorpion's slightly hoarse voice rang out: "Your reaction time is not slow."    

    

Lu Chen's eyes suddenly became sharp as the muscles on his arm contracted. It was as if the bowstring had been pulled full and unleashed a shocking power. Under this huge force, the scorpion was forced to retreat backwards at an extremely fast speed.    

    

"Crunch."    

    

A dozen or so clearly visible footprints were left on the ground under his feet.    

    

"Sure enough."    

    

"A body on par with an ordinary Tao Artifact, it's simply rare among the thousands of warriors." The scorpion's eyes revealed a fervent look as it muttered: "You really are the best work of art."    

    

"Yi your head."    

    

At this moment, he was like a god that had descended to the mortal world. Every attack was powerful and heavy, and wherever the fist light passed by, the space would shatter, as if it was going to shatter everything in the world.    

    

Facing Lu Chen's fierce attack, the scorpion's eyes were deep and the black vortex expanded by hundreds of feet. It was like a giant wall in front of Lu Chen. No matter how Lu Chen's fist attacked, it was still unable to tear through his defense.    

    

"Youngsters are really angry."    

    

"But it's no use to me."    

    

The scorpion shook its head and gave a strange smile. The light and shadow twisted in the air and finally gathered together, forming a human shadow. It whizzed towards Lu Chen like a cannonball.    

    

"Bam."    

    

Lu Chen was prepared for this, so he threw a punch with full force. The black figure shattered into pieces, but unexpectedly, the black figure quickly appeared again in the air. This time, there was not only one, but more than a dozen cold auras rushed towards Lu Chen at the same time.    

    

The other party's methods were strange, making Lu Chen feel troubled. However, if the poisonous scorpion wanted to suppress him with these, it would underestimate him.    

    

Di Ying once again appeared behind Lu Chen, making his aura rise bit by bit. A vast fist aura tore through the air, like a giant millstone crushing down.    

    

The incoming humanoid shadows were like melted snow under the sun, disappearing amidst miserable screams.    

    

Poison Scorpion's face sank. Although these shadow puppets were not as powerful as Battle Puppets, they were still techniques that he had nurtured with great effort. Even a powerful expert would find it difficult to deal with them.    

    

He let out a cold snort. The black vortex in front of him enlarged at an extremely fast speed. It was like a tornado was sweeping towards Lu Chen.    

    

"Now."    

    

Seeing this, Lu Chen's eyes lit up. Soon after, the ground under his feet suddenly cracked and he shot out like a cannonball. He avoided the black vortex and aimed at the poisonous scorpion.    

    

The opponent's methods were strange. Only by killing him in close combat could Lu Chen be confident of holding him back or even defeating him. This was Lu Chen's greatest advantage.