741: Chapter 100 An Jing’s World-Shocking Wisdom (4800) 741: Chapter 100 An Jing’s World-Shocking Wisdom (4800) The so-called Qiao Xuan is naturally An Xuan in disguise, a new identity crafted by An Jing.
However, this identity could only deceive strangers who have never seen him before he exhibits his real power.
Should he display his power, anyone familiar with An Jing would definitely be able to guess who this mysteriously powerful young Martial Artist is.
Therefore, An Jing couldn’t be bothered to waste words on the three individuals possessing extraordinary skills in front of him.
He looked at the Martial Artist, the rchant, and the elderly man in turn, calmly stating: “Be frank, reveal your identities now to avoid the necessity of my forcing the truth out of you later.
It would be unseemly to accidentally beat you to death without leaving a complete corpse.”
Upon hearing this, no one dared to waste words; all three of them displayed their Divine Skills, burst forth with Blood Qi, cast talismans, or turned their bodies ethereal, tacitly turning and fleeing in different directions!
“Gentlen, why leave so soon?”
Hands behind his back, An Jing gazed downward while suddenly radiating streams of platinum Taibai Sha Qi all around him; this qi swiftly transford into vibrant currents of electricity that coursed through the air, creating ripples and latching onto the three fleeing n.
An invisible magnetic great hand captured the Martial Artist’s sword, the rchant’s money bag, and a peculiar tal artifact from the old man’s embrace.
Then, a tug!
An indescribable invisible force dragged the Martial Artist back with sword in tow, broke through the rchant’s Golden Light Escape Talisman, and brutally uprooted the old man from the Netherworld illusion like a plucked radish, eliciting a shriek of agony.
Instantly, the atmosphere surged; the entire temple’s doors and windows bulged with vast amounts of air, as if transforming into a giant creature that devoured everything in deep inhalations and exhalations.
“Watch out for the blade!”
But these individuals were indeed exceptional; appearing crude, the Martial Artist was actually ticulous and skillful.
Seeing An Jing use Taibai Thunder and Magnetism to pull them all back, he simply didn’t resist and, leveraging the pulling force, he drew his blade and slashed horizontally at An Jing!
Clang!
The ringing of the blade was vigorous, like waves on a sea of flas, emitting a sunlight-like fiery brightness.
The blade in the Martial Artist’s hand was remarkably forged from sun-lted iron, not sothing the Taibai Luminous Godly Ban could easily decompose, and at this mont, the fierce Martial Artist himself was enveloped in Fierce Flas, his eyes blazing with radiant fire.
Magical Soldier and Artifactor rged; man and artifact beca one.
At this mont, by borrowing the power of the Magical Soldier and using it as an external Formation Realm, he actually reached the Martial ridian Realm!
Simultaneously, the rchant bit down hard and threw his most treasured talisman into the air; amidst flickering golden lights, a humanoid figure completely composed of the golden light of the talisman appeared, draped in the regal armor of a Martial General, feet upon windy fire clouds, wielding a scorching Yanyue Long Blade, slashing directly at An Jing’s head!
The old man as well pulled out a mask, placed it over his face, instantly his flesh and blood beca nothing, his entire being vanished, transforming into a wisp of Ghost Fla, vaguely aiming to circle behind An Jing.
Fire conquers tal; even if the Taibai Sha Qi and tal Thunder were imnsely powerful, facing these attacks, they had to retract back to An Jing’s body surface, unable to strike on their own any longer.
The final moves of these individuals were all of fiery nature, clearly targeting An Jing!
“Well-targeted…
not bad.”
An Jing lifted his gaze, seldom offering any remark, then raised his Sword Finger, and the deep, dark Indigo Primordial Evil interwoven and transford into a Cold Frost Blade.
Cold water and smoke, a sweep of the Snow Swinging Blade!
“Regrettably, it’s still not enough!”
Hum!
Outside the temple, clouds revolved and cold rain splashed, yet suddenly they spontaneously converged, forming a vortex-like water surge in midair, which then gave birth to countless Ice Blade spears, falling like a rainstorm from the sky!
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
The rapidly descending Frost Blades, like cotary teorites, shattered the temple’s roof, turning the entire temple into a hedgehog from all directions.
Inside the temple, the Martial Artist spat out blood, tumbling to the ground, his Fla Blade slipping from his grasp, even showing signs of being ice-sealed at the guard.
The Golden Armored God General was penetrated by several Ice Blades; although the rchant continued attempting to throw talismans at An Jing to attack and rescue the God General, it was no longer a threat.
The old man, transford into a Ghost Fire creature, was completely encased in ice, able only to flicker in terror, utterly immobilized.
“Your skills are comndable, but unfortunately, the strength is insufficient, and neither the artifacts nor talismans are good enough.
If they were Spirit God weapons and Innate Talismans, then you could have fought against .”
Without holding back, An Jing resolved the situation with these various scouts in one move, then raised his hand, clenched it midair, and suddenly nurous Ice Blades were positioned at the trio’s necks: “All of you gathering here, could it be you’ve discovered my advance preparations?”
“What flaw did I expose that made you aware?”
“Honestly, it was just a coincidence.”
With a weapon piercing through his shoulder blade, the Martial Artist spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, which rapidly turned to blood-ice on his face, fiercely glaring at the young Martial Artist before him, gritting his teeth: “But An Jing, don’t think you can keep hiding; people searching for you now fill the valley and hills.
Having just defeated and broken the Sun-breaking Refining Saber Technique Ban, they already know I encountered you, they know you’re here!”
Saying this, he straightforwardly severed his heart channels, ruptured his Qi Sea, and killed himself.
“Da Chen rely, I’ve dealt with Town King too, still worried about your backers?”
An Jing didn’t stop him, he rely glanced coldly at the Martial Artist’s corpse, then turned his head, looking at the rchant who was trembling: “What about you?
Suicide?
Confess?”
“Be honest, I don’t like to torture people, if you’re clear, I’ll let you die painlessly.”
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