C152 Terrifying Patriarch!
C152 Terrifying Patriarch!
After Xiao Chen realized that his current defense was invincible, he was completely relieved. He grabbed Ling Tian and rushed towards the Ancestor Ouyang.
"blood dragon octasia."
Ancestor Ouyang shouted as his hands surged with true essence. The enormous amount of true essence caused even the blood in the blood pool to surge crazily.
Soon after, a dragon's roar came from the underground space, and eight blood dragon roared and rose up.
As if he didn't see these blood dragon, Xiao Chen didn't care in the slightest and went straight for the Ancestor Ouyang.
"Kill!"
Xiao Chen bellowed as he chopped at Ancestor Ouyang.
They only saw that there was an additional layer of blood fog on Ancestor Ouyang's body, and the blade in Xiao Chen's hand was actually unable to cut down.
"[Eighteen Slashes]." Xiao Chen slashed out a few times, all of them landing on Ancestor Ouyang's body.
However, the damage caused by a high grade Profound Rank martial skill was pitifully small.
"One hundred."
"One hundred."
Ancestor Ouyang's HP also completely showed up, reaching as high as 50 million.
"Your sister, with such thick HP, it's impossible to kill him within five minutes."
Xiao Chen cursed as he looked at the long health bar.
"Looks like I can only use that move."
Xiao Chen kept attacking and trying to find an opportunity.
"Brat, it seems like you have quite a few good things on you. If you can hand them over, perhaps I can spare your life once I feel better." Ancestor Ouyang stood within the blood fog and stopped his attack, coldly watching the continuously attacking Xiao Chen.
"Spare my life? You'd better pray that you don't beg me for mercy later. "
Xiao Chen attacked as he spoke, but did not let go.
"Hmph, you don't even have treasures or Secret Techniques on you, but with your Martial King Realm's true essence, how long can you last? You're just a mere waste of Martial King Realm."
"Even if I stand here and let you hit me, what can you do to me? Hahaha …"
Indeed.
Just as Ancestor Ouyang had said, he wouldn't be able to hold on for long, it would only take five minutes.
However …
"Decapitation Dragon's Eighteen Palms."
Xiao Chen threw out a palm, followed by another fist. When the fist was about to hit the blood fog, Xiao Chen shouted angrily in his heart.
"Kirin's right arm!"
"Boom!"
A punch exploded.
In that moment, a roar that was as strong as a dragon or a tiger resonated out from Xiao Chen's right arm, shaking the entire world.
Xiao Chen's fist directly went through the blood fog and smashed into Ancestor Ouyang's chest.
And then, a figure instantly flew out.
"Bang!" Bang! "Bam!"
Ancestor Ouyang's body directly smashed a large hole in the wall. His body could not stop and he had to smash through a few more walls before he finally came to a stop.
Xiao Chen looked over, a very long hole had appeared in front of him, and it was actually cells.
"-300,000"
Ancestor Ouyang instantly lost thirty million HP.
A terrifying punch.
However, Xiao Chen was not happy at all, as Ancestor Ouyang had fifty million HP.
While you're sick, I'll take your life.
Xiao Chen immediately flew in the direction in which the Ancestor Ouyang had flown.
The True Soul still had two minutes, and the boss still had 20 million HP. However, Xiao Chen could not use his Kirin's right arm power again.
After swallowing a bunch of Returning Energy Pill, Xiao Chen flung out all of his skills without caring about his life, and the Ling Tian in his hands even hit Ancestor Ouyang's body non-stop.
After a minute, it only dealt a few million damage.
Two minutes later, the Ancestor Ouyang still had close to ten million HP, but Xiao Chenshen's protective shield instantly disappeared.
"Little bastard, have you beaten enough?" Following the sound of an extremely furious voice, a terrifying blood fiendish qi appeared from Ancestor Ouyang's body. He raised his fist and punched Xiao Chen squarely in the chest.
Xiao Chen's figure flew back along the hole the Ancestor Ouyang smashed into, falling back into the blood pool.
Xiao Chen stood up, his entire body was in extreme pain, there was blood in the pool of blood on his face, and there was also his own blood.
Just as he stood up, a withered palm stretched out and grabbed Xiao Chen's neck, lifting him out of the pool of blood.
"Little bastard, did you enjoy the beating just now?"
"The protective shield is gone, right?"
"Now it's my turn, right?"
With that, Xiao Chen was immediately thrown out, he bumped into a few shelves, and then fell to the ground.
Xiao Chen crawled up from the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood and stared at Ancestor Ouyang fiercely.
"You little beast, you are being arrogant!" Xiao Chen was kicked away again.
At this moment, he had no way of fighting back. He could only passively take a beating.
The Ninth Layer of Martial Saint Warriors were too strong!
The difference in levels was too great!
Furthermore, the Ancestor Ouyang was a Old Monster that had lived for god knows how many years.
He isn't a match at all …
The Ancestor Ouyang stepped onto Xiao Chen's head and said sinisterly: "You, a trash with such a small Martial King Realm, actually made this old man into such a mess, you can indeed be considered a genius. If I can give you some time to grow up, you might even become a part of the sect, not one bit weaker than Ye Tian."
"What a pity, what a pity that you actually provoked me."
"This will determine your fate. I will make you bleed to death like all the skeletons here, to dispel the hatred in my heart."
"Old man, aren't you afraid of retribution after causing so much killing?"
Xiao Chen was extremely furious in his heart, or it could be said that he was feeling aggrieved.