Chapter 1085: Chapter 1079: Ha, You Silly Fool
"3000 people are just the tip of the iceberg?" Qi Xiu did not doubt Zhang nglong’s words. Since he can be called a Demon Spawn, having so "demonic nature" is naturally not surprising.
But he imdiately added, "Brother Zhang, although he only killed 3000 people, he has one principle: he never kills those weaker than himself. And it is said that among the people he has killed, at least a third were more powerful than him."
His elder brother’s guest elder is nad Lin Jie, reportedly from a sect outside their dynasty who ca to this land because he learned a forbidden technique of his sect and was being hunted.
However, his elder brother, seeing Lin Jie’s great power and his clean record in their dynasty, took a significant risk to keep him around, even providing a large amount of resources for his cultivation.
Under normal circumstances, Lin Jie rarely makes a move, but when he does, he never fails.
"I’m sorry, I didn’t tell you that all the people I’ve killed were stronger than !"
Since Zhang nglong entered the external battlefield, he has been slaughtering his way through the battlefield by relying on his Level Five life form’s life level. To be honest, he hardly had the chance to et anyone weaker than himself. Of course, those killed as collateral damage are not included.
"I would like to see if this Demon Spawn is as formidable as you boast!"
"Clang!" The sword in Lin Jie’s hand let out a dull buzzing sound. From this sound, one could tell that this sword’s weight is extraordinary.
"A True Martial Level Eight causing chaos for an entire dynasty or even the entire continent is just nonsense not worth believing!" Lin Jie chuckled, "The affair of the Demon Spawn is known to everyone in the upper echelons of this dynasty, but if I can really kill you, perhaps I could gain so fa. So, your life is mine!"
Unlike the earlier assorted martial artists, Lin Jie did not take a single step, yet the mystic Qi under his feet rippled out like a calm lake.
Suddenly, that mystic Qi erupted, and the longsword in his hand transford into a Sword Qi dozens of ters long, tearing through the air as it slashed towards Zhang nglong’s head.
Zhang nglong sneered, tapping lightly on the ground as he rapidly retreated backward while drawing a giant ruler and thrusting it into the earth with both hands.
"He’s not dodging?" Lin Jie revealed a contemplative expression. Even a True Martial Ninth Grade fighter would avoid the onslaught of such a violent attack.
"Three Parts Return to Yuan Qi!" Zhang nglong released his hands, creating a light blue protective shield around his body.
"Crack!"
The unstoppable Sword Qi struck the protective shield and instantly shattered into innurable pieces before dispersing as mystic Qi.
"Excellent!" Qi Xiu couldn’t help but clap, never having seen such a powerful defensive martial arts technique capable of withstanding an attack wielded with a Ninth Grade spiritual weapon by a True Martial Ninth Grade martial artist at the True Martial Level Eight!
"Defensive martial arts!"
Lin Jie’s face showed a hint of surprise. Martial arts have many categories, with offensive ones being the most common, followed by movent-type, which are less common, and body refinent techniques, which are even rarer.
As for defensive martial arts, they are extrely rare. Although they don’t make one impervious to weapons like body refinent techniques do, their difficulty and cost of training are much lower!
After a brief mont of surprise, Lin Jie smiled with delight. The more tricks Zhang nglong had, the more he would gain by killing him. Perhaps, he could even acquire his defensive martial arts, and even the secret behind why he was prophesized as a Demon Spawn.
By then, even a Heaven Breaking First Realm martial artist might not be able to kill him!
However, after blocking that strike, Zhang nglong made no additional movents, instead gripping the giant ruler again and closing his eyes slowly.
"Sothing’s wrong!" Suddenly, he noticed a faint smile play on Zhang nglong’s slightly raised face.
Suddenly, a sense of overwhelming crisis struck his heart. As a martial artist, he had a very keen sense of danger, and he could now feel sothing threatening him clearly.
He scanned his surroundings, but there was nothing but the desolate Gobi desert.
"Up in the sky!" Suddenly he looked up, his pupils dilating several tis over.
It was a golden giant sword over 20 ters long, wholly condensed from mystic Qi, so imposing that the surrounding mystic Qi seed drained because of its presence.
"What level of martial arts is this?"
Everyone’s pupils were in a state of shock; the power of the golden giant sword exceeded their imagination. How could this attack possibly belong to a True Martial Level Eight martial artist?
"Is this a Ninth Grade martial arts or Heaven martial arts?" Qi Xiu’s eyes glowed with excitent because Heaven martial arts were the sect treasures even in their entire dynastic royalty and those sects.
"Brother Zhang is truly an extraordinary person!" At this mont, Qi Xiu’s survival instinct surged.
"Demacia!"
"Crack!" The ground under Zhang nglong’s feet cracked open, and the golden giant sword in the sky descended with unparalleled might, leaving a teoric trail in its wake.
"Boom!"
A hundred-ter-high mushroom cloud rose on the Gobi desert, and the violent mystic Qi engulfed the surrounding dozens of ters.
"Is this the power of the Demon Spawn?"
"It is truly terrifying. Is Mr. Bai’s prophecy true?"
The martial artists sent by the Great Prince felt the mystic Qi cutting their faces, recalling a legend. If the prophecy were true, Mr. Bai’s burning to death would be the dynasty’s sha.
"Hahahaha!" Laughter echoed from within the heavy smoke.
As a stream of mystic Qi blew by, Lin Jie’s figure was revealed.
The robe on his body was tattered, yet beneath it, he wore a silver-gray soft armor!
Moreover, his skin emitted a bronze sheen.
Zhang nglong’s attack left him with only minor injuries.
"Are you a body refining martial artist?" Qi Xiu exclaid.
"Hahahaha, who would’ve thought, Eighth Prince," Lin Jie sneered, "I inadvertently acquired our sect’s body refining technique, which led to my being hunted."
"Those stubborn old fools call it an evil technique. A technique that kills is a good technique. What’s the harm if it’s a bit cruel? Killing is killing; what’s the difference?"
Lin Jie’s soft armor was also a Ninth Grade spiritual treasure, and with his body refining technique practiced to so success, he managed to withstand Zhang nglong’s strike.
Lin Jie casually tossed the massive sword to the ground, "Being a sword cultivator is just a cover; my body is my strongest weapon!"
Lin Jie greedily eyed Zhang nglong, "Such advanced martial arts, you have a lot of good things. Given enough ti to grow, the old man’s prophecy might really co true."
"But after today, there will be no more Demon Spawn. If there is, it will be , Lin Jie, hahahaha!"
"Hahahaha, you’re so full of it!" Zhang nglong retorted sarcastically, "Is body refining technique all that impressive?"
"Brother Zhang, do not be careless. Body refining martial artists are stronger than sword cultivators of the sa realm, and his actual strength is probably above the middle of the True Martial Ninth Grade."
"It’s fine," Zhang nglong said, "Don’t be fooled by his tough deanor. Those muscles are soft, can’t take a hit; if I throw a punch, his wife might need to prepare for remarriage."
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