Two hundred miles outside the Zhenwu Sect, the Cui Feng Mountain no longer exists.
The place is now filled with hurricanes stretching from the earth to the sky, with vile aura billowing upwards. Under the clash of three supre beings, this place has beco a land of natural disasters.
However, fortunately, this battle is about to end. The white-haired Daoist standing in the sky, treating the hurricane tornadoes as nothing, will beco the final and all-anticipated victor.
"Boom——"
Within the hurricane, a powerful fist force broke through the air, followed by a fist strong enough to shake mountains and rivers.
"Still not giving up."
Qing Yu calmly reached out, his seemingly powerless white hand pressed against the fist and suddenly gripped tightly. At this mont, the overwhelming fist power couldn't shake Qing Yu in the slightest.
"Crack······"
A dense and crisp sound of bones breaking was heard, Ji Chengtian, already at his limit, couldn't resist Qing Yu's power, his fist was crushed, and even······
"Bang."
With a light yet sowhat muffled sound, Ji Chengtian's fist was shattered into a burst of blood mist by the imnse power and kicked into the air.
"And you."
Qing Yu waved his hand, dispersing the disastrous gale with invisible might, revealing the ravaged earth. In the distance, the Witch King was fleeing rapidly.
Compared to Ji Chengtian, who had just fought fiercely with Qing Yu, the Witch King was slightly less injured, and due to the bronze battle armor and his own adaptability to the power of corrosive evil, his combat power wasn't much reduced.
However, even in his pri, the Witch King didn't harbor any thoughts of killing Qing Yu now. Because if he couldn't understand who was the hunter and who was the prey, his power would be wasted.
"Trying to escape? I still rember that arrow······"
Qing Yu reached into the space and took out a sinister longbow with a bat head in the center, it was the Heavenly Divine Weapon—Heavenly Punishnt.
He placed a Heavenly Punishnt Evil Arrow on the bow, gathering the power of Golden Dawn, drawing the bowstring to its limit, aiming at the Witch King, "Witch King, I said, the arrow from that day, will be returned soday······"
The evil arrow absorbed the power of Golden Dawn, the grand and righteous Yang energy complented this fire-attributed evil arrow, causing golden flas to ignite on the arrow, faintly accompanied by the cry of a golden crow.
"Heartless Shooting, one arrow—God Execution."
The person has no heart, yet the arrow has spirit, the arrow gains the heart of the person, and the person wields the spirit of the arrow, this is the Heartless Shooting.
The string was released suddenly, the evil arrow infused with blazing Yang fla force akin to light and electricity, traversing a thousand miles in an instant, piercing through the fleeing figure.
Everything seed to replay as it did yesterday, back then Qing Yu couldn't dodge that arrow, and the Witch King, equally, couldn't dodge Qing Yu's arrow now.
Blazing Yang fla and Earthly Evil Qi continuously clashed, the Witch King staggered and half-knelt on the ground, golden flas burst from his body, the scorching Yang power invaded his limbs and bones, causing him extre pain.
The Southern Border's Sun Stealing Arrow and the Witch Clan Battle Body were complentary, greatly targeting Yang energy and vitality, but conversely, if Qianyang Power surpassed the Earthly Evil, it could counter the Southern Border Battle Body.
That's why Qing Yu used the Red Sun Arrow from the Heavenly Punishnt Nine Arrows, paired with the power of Golden Dawn, inflicting the greatest harm on the Witch King.
"Defeated······"
Elder Shiming slumped to the ground in despair.
In the recent disaster, although he suffered considerable injuries, they were not as severe as the psychological blow he endured now.
Qing Yu had truly stepped into the peak level of the supre being; relying solely on the Witch King and Ji Chengtian was not enough to defeat him, or even injure him.
Ji Chengtian gravely injured, the Witch King consud by Yang fire, close to death. Originally thought to be harvesting heads, but unexpectedly, it was their side being harvested.
"Since you are defeated, then accept your death."
Without further words, the floating figure suddenly appeared in front of Elder Shiming, his hand covering towards his head.
"Bang——"
A hand appeared suddenly, catching Qing Yu's deadly palm, extending Elder Shiming's ti by another second.
"Humph!"
Qing Yu unleashed his palm force, violently attempting to break this intercepting arm, but saw the opponent's hand flowing with Xuan Yuan, transforming Qiankun, actually turning his powerful palm force into nothing.
Simultaneously, his form beca Qi, sweeping Elder Shiming below away, in an instant arriving a hundred ters away, then stopping.
"Supre Heaven Opening Scripture!"
Qing Yu slightly raised his head, looking at the figure in the purple Daoist robe in the distance, "Fellow Daoist Xuan Du, this is not very decent of you·······"
"Hmm?" Qing Yu furrowed his brow deeply, "You're not Xuan Du."
The Qi chanism was still the sa, the appearance was the sa, but the core was entirely different. If previously encountered Xuan Du was a Xuan Du with a greatly changed ntal state, now encountered was a completely different person.
"I am naturally not Xuan Du," the 'Xuan Du' appearing before Qing Yu replied calmly, "Supre Xuan Du, one lineage succeeds another, they are all Xuan Du, but I am not Xuan Du."
This statent made Qing Yu furrow his brow even more.
It's not that the words of 'Xuan Du' were obscure, in fact, as long as one knew a bit about the Supre Taoist Sect, they could understand its aning.
In the Supre Taoist Sect, the Dao Master is Supre, the Daoist is Xuan Du, when the Supre Immortal departs, Xuan Du becos the new Supre. Throughout history, every Supre Inheritor was once Xuan Du.
The only one who was not Xuan Du—
The originator of the Supre Daoist Orthodoxy, who unified the Qi cultivators and founded the Taoist—Supre Dao Ancestor.
It's precisely because Qing Yu understood the aning behind the words that he furrowed his brow so deeply. Because it ant that now he was facing an ancient monster crawling out from the dust of millennia of history.
Yes, an old monster. Although the virtue of the Dao Ancestor is beyond high esteem, since he opposes Qing Yu, he naturally is an old monster.
But·······
"You are the Dao Ancestor? This impoverished Daoist might believe you, but with your current strength, so what if you're the Dao Ancestor? Trying to save a life from the hands of this impoverished Daoist, you'd better be prepared to sacrifice your own life."
Qing Yu's eyes were coated with a layer of blood light, his snow-white long hair fluttering without wind, already summoning his power to its peak.
Whether or not the person in front of him was the Dao Ancestor, his strength still remained at the Divinity Realm, not even reaching the level of a supre being. Earlier, he blocked one of Qing Yu's palms because Qing Yu had not exerted full power, and because the opponent's Daoist skill was indeed profound, their thod of unloading and neutralizing force was top-notch.
Being able to take one palm from Qing Yu does not an being able to withstand all of Qing Yu's attacks. The next palm will show him what one force lowering ten skills ans, what ten thousand jin pressing four taels ans.
Dao Ancestor? Even if you are the Dao Ancestor you will be rendered obsolete.
With a bare foot stepping forward, despite a few inches from the ground, the force was so imposing it pressed the earth down three feet. Qing Yu was ready to strike.
"Don't you want to know how I lived to this day?"
Facing Qing Yu, who might strike at any mont, the supposed Dao Ancestor 'Xuan Du' remained unmoved, only speaking softly.
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