Chapter 1077: She is Dead!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Son of Heaven Combat Technique? Child, you’re still too young!”
The old man waved his hand slightly, and a majestic wave instantly destroyed all of Colton Jansky’s clones. He imdiately coughed up blood and flew backward.
He was severely injured in one strike.
The difference in strength was too great.
Colton and the others could not even touch this old thing.
This scene was witnessed by Braydon Neal, who had rushed over. In a flash, he caught Colton, who was flying backward, with both hands. Seeing that Colton was constantly spitting blood from the corner of his mouth, he gently put him down and said,”Let’s go ho.”
“Brother, he’s going to eat Luke!”
Colton imdiately complained.
In an instant, the others had arrived.
“This old thing’s ntal power is already close to the fourth stage,” Juneau Haines said in a low voice. “You guys are no match for him. Retreat quickly.”
“Fourth stage ntal power?”
Jevan Cox, Stratford Layton, and the others were shocked.
How were old geezers of this level of capability still alive?
Supre pinnacles were very rare.
Where did this old monster co from?
Jevan imdiately blocked Braydon. He said in a low voice, “Young Master, don’t go near this old man. He’s not in his right mind.”
In Jevan and the others’ hearts, Braydon was the young master of Heavenly Mountain, so they had to ensure his safety.
“Move aside!”
Braydon put down Colton and the Nine Dragon Jade Seal appeared in his left hand.
Stratford said hoarsely, “Young Master, only the Sovereign Lord can kill a supre pinnacle with fourth-rank ntal power. I’m afraid we won’t even be able to take one move from this old thing.”
“So you’re saying that you’re going to let him eat my brother?”
Braydon’s eyes burned with anger.
In the next second.
The elites of the Northern Army attacked together. Even though they knew that the enemy in front of them was very terrifying, the elites of the Northern Army still wanted to make a move.
They would rather die in battle than live in endless regret in the future.
The n of the Northern Army were not afraid of battle or death.
Harvey Lay, this stubborn child, was born with a handso and demonic appearance. His scholarly aura was swept away, and he beca evil. He stopped pretending to be scholarly.
Although he didn’t say it out loud, Stratford and Jevan could tell that Harvey cultivated the Supre Forbidden Art!
“Kill them!”
Harvey was the first to attack.
Following closely behind, none of the Northern Army elites retreated.
They knew that it was like an ant trying to shake a tree.
So what?
Syrus Yanagi’s Black Dragon Spear shot out like a dragon, emitting a cold light.
Bang!
An invisible ntal pressure instantly enveloped the Northern Army elites.
They were in the sa situation as Luke. Their bodies were covered in ntal power, and they couldn’t move at all. They couldn’t even mobilize their vitality.
Once they were trapped in a ntal confinent, it would be impossible for them to escape.
He was truly born to suppress vitality cultivators.
Cultivating ntal power was a technique of martial arts practitioners.
Cultivating vitality was the thod of ancient martial arts practitioners.
No wonder ancient martial art practitioners had to kill martial art practitioners.
The two sides were naturally on opposite sides.
They could not coexist.
At this mont, everyone was imprisoned.
Including Braydon!
Braydon stood rooted to the ground, unable to move.
However, he had also opened his spiritual aperture.
His ntal power had already reached stage one great success.
An invisible voice sounded in everyone’s mind. It was cold and terrifying. “Spirit Summoning Art, Summon the Flora and Fauna of the Mortal World as Swords!”
Swoosh!
The surrounding plants and trees suddenly straightened.
The green leaves swept toward the old man like sharp swords.
The old man slowly turned and said in a hoarse voice, “Spirit Summoning Monarch Art. So, the Sovereign Lord has arrived. Do you still rember ?”
This old fool was not in his right mind and could not even recognize the person.
He thought that Braydon, who was using the Spirit Summoning Monarch Art, was the Sovereign Lord.
Jevan stepped forward and said coldly, “Senior, this is the young master of Heavenly Mountain. I hope that you can give these children a chance to live on account of the Heavenly Mountain lineage. How about that?”
“I am about to die. Do you think I care?”
The old man seed to have regained a trace of rationality. The green leaves were like swords, coiling around him, but they couldn’t hurt him in the slightest.
He only wanted Luke.
This old thing wanted to eat Little Fool and give him the three King’s Seeds.
Braydon’s eyes were cold. He knew that this old thing didn’t want to give Luke a way out.
Even the elites of the Northern Army would be killed!
Then don’t bla Braydon for being ruthless!
Braydon’s fingers moved slightly, and a Fiery Lotus Mark appeared on the back of his hand.
The nine-petal Fiery Lotus Mark was extrely eye-catching.
The back of Braydon’s hand was burning hot, but it didn’t matter to him. He said calmly, “Spirit Summoning Art, Summon the Wind and Rain as Swords.”
The sky darkened and dark clouds appeared. The raindrops were like blades, endless.
The old fogey waved his hand and defeated the dark clouds in the sky and earth, sweeping the wind and rain out of the capital.
He was not injured at all.
Braydon couldn’t stop. He had to attack this old thing.
Otherwise, this old man would make a move on Luke.
“Spirit Summoning Art, Summon…” Braydon said hoarsely.
“Shut up!”
Killing intent appeared in the old man’s eyes, as if Braydon was an annoying fly to him. With a flick of his finger, a red light burst forth from his withered hand.
The red light condensed the terrifying attack of the supre pinnacle.
If a sovereign pinnacle were to touch it, they would die instantly.
The red light was so fast that its speed was probably over 3,000 ters per second.
Such terrifying speed.
Ordinary pinnacles probably wouldn’t be able to catch this attack.
But one person caught it.
She was here!
Heather Sage appeared beside Braydon and stood in front of him, pushing her hands forward.
When the two of them t, neither of them had the ti to speak.
That streak of dim light was extrely fast.
Whoosh!
The red light penetrated Heather’s lower abdon, entering from her back and exiting from her abdon.
Fresh blood splattered everywhere, staining Braydon’s white robe with snow.
The red light did not slow down and pierced through Braydon’s right shoulder.
It was Heather’s push that had caused Braydon to shift. Otherwise, this attack would have pierced through Braydon’s heart.
The attack of the supre pinnacle was not as simple as re external injuries.
The killing intent contained in the attack was like a wild beast that could instantly destroy all life in one’s body.
“Heather!”
Braydon’s eyes were red, but he couldn’t move.
He even wanted to hug her, but it had beco an extravagant hope.
Braydon’s body fell heavily to the ground. He watched helplessly as Heather’s body fell backward.
A strike from a supre pinnacle.
Whose body could withstand it?
Not to ntion a girl like Heather.
She shouldn’t have appeared here!
Fresh blood fell to the ground like cherry blossoms.
Braydon was half a ter away from her.
However, it was as if they were separated by heaven and earth.
Ti seed to have stopped for Braydon.
“Jevan, save her!” Braydon roared.
Swoosh!
Jevan, Hyrum Lujan, and the others ca back to their senses. They were already in front of them in an instant and picked up Heather and Braydon.
Heather’s neck drooped, her hair scattered, and her weak and boneless body seed to have lost its vitality.
This was a strike from a supre pinnacle.
Heather had withstood more than 90% of the attack with her body.
The power of the supre pinnacle had already spread throughout her body, destroying all her vitality.
Jevan carried the girl and placed her in front of Braydon.
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