Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 1096 - 266: Turand: How Can You Be This Strong

Spring God’s Fury!

Boom!

As soon as the words were spoken, a god suddenly appeared behind Chen Jie.

A cowherd riding an ox, holding a willow whip, Spring God Rushou!

This!

Seeing this divine statue, Turan’s eyes widened sharply: "Spring, Spring God!"

Chen Jie was also a bit surprised seeing Turan’s reaction; this kid actually recognized Spring God Rushou. One must know, Miao culture is different from the Han culture.

Where did he get records of the Spring God from?

Chen Jie thought, but the next mont Turan was already preparing to run.

The Spring God is unbeatable, only the lineage of the Holy Master can resist it.

Thinking this, he was just about to run, but the next mont Chen Jie suddenly appeared in front of him, imdiately saying to him: "Now that you’re here, leave your life behind."

Turan roared in anger, throwing a punch at Chen Jie.

But Chen Jie, in the state of Spring God’s Fury, was several tis stronger. Seeing Turan’s attack, he imdiately punched back.

With a boom, he directly knocked Turan flying.

Turan was sent flying backward. At this ti, Chen Jie, using Thunderbolt Step, actually caught up in advance to the place where Turan was landing and imdiately delivered another punch.

A loud bang followed.

Turan was directly sent flying by Chen Jie’s palm strike.

At this mont, Turan knew in the air that he couldn’t escape anymore. Although the opponent used cultivation techniques recorded in ancient books, he had to resist to the end.

Thinking this, he threw another punch at Chen Jie.

Poison Scorpion Fist.

As he spoke, a punch was directly thrown at Chen Jie, with a huge poison scorpion wailing at the sky.

Seeing this, Chen Jie directly took the punch head-on, his robust Life Force enveloping his fist, delivering a punch towards Turan.

With a boom, he directly smashed Turan, sending him flying backwards.

At this mont, the divine statue Rushou, holding a willow whip, lashed at the huge scorpion in front of him.

With a snap, the willow whip echoed through the air, striking the poison scorpion behind Turan, making it roll on the ground.

The poison scorpion, covered in venom, seed extrely weak under the essence of the willow whip.

The Chang Chun Skill is almost the nesis of all poison skills in the world, but of course, there are so extrely potent poisons that even the Chang Chun Skill cannot contend with, though these are rarely encountered.

Thinking this, Chen Jie had already pressed Turan to the ground, grinding him down.

Turan’s series of punches and kicks just now appeared pitifully weak at this ti.

At this point, under the impetus of Chang Chun Skill, Chen Jie once again unleashed the most powerful palm in the Seventeen Dragon Capturing Palms [Crossing the River]

With a boom, Turan, like a kite with a broken string, directly floated away.

With a loud thud, he slamd into the stone wall, spitting out a large mouthful of fresh blood, and it could be seen that a large piece of his rib cage had caved in.

This palm actually broke his ribs directly.

Chen Jie now walked towards Turan step by step, looking at him and saying: "Before you die, do you have any last wishes?"

At this mont, Turan leaned against the wall, looked at Chen Jie and said: "Hehe... You don’t think you’ve won, do you? This is the headquarters of the Five Poison Sect, I’m just a minor protector, you are strong, and possess this legendary cultivation technique."

"But precisely because you have such a cultivation technique, you cannot escape the Five Poison Sect. If people find out you can summon the Spring God, even the Sect Hierarch will order your execution personally!"

Chen Jie frowned at Turan and said: "Why?"

"Why? Hehe... you don’t know? You are using the most sinister martial arts in this world, the martial arts of our Holy Master’s lifelong enemy. Our Five Poison Sect’s teachings record that one day the descendants of our Holy Master’s enemy will learn his martial arts and co to the Holy Master’s land."

"At that ti, the descendants of the Holy Master will retaliate with the Divine Technique of the Holy Master..."

"And you are the descendant of the Holy Master’s enemy, you are dood, the Sect Hierarch will not spare you, not..."

As Turan spoke, his face showed madness. Chen Jie listened in confusion, not understanding what Turan was talking about - what was all this about the enemy of the descendants of the Holy Master?

Thinking like this, Chen Jie asked Turan: "Who is your Holy Master?"

Upon hearing this, Turan looked at Chen Jie, remained silent for a mont, and said: "You have co to our Miao Territory and don’t know who our Holy Master is?"

Chen Jie said: "I don’t know!"

Turan said: "Hehe... you dare to co without knowing who our Holy Master is, you are truly audacious and reckless."

"Cough, cough..."

As Turan spoke, he began to cough up blood, with small pieces of internal organs mixed in.

At this mont, Turan looked at Chen Jie and said: "Now you can tell your na, I will go underground and tell your na to the Holy Master, let him know that his prophecy is fulfilled!"

Chen Jie frowned, reluctant to reveal his na. This Miao Territory was too strange; who knew if there were any evil techniques here, and his na could be used to curse him.

Whizz!

Huh!

Just as Chen Jie was thinking about these things, suddenly a figure swiftly passed by Chen’s side, imdiately slicing through Turan’s throat.

Turan’s eyes widened, clutching his throat, and gradually lost breath.

Chen Jie looked over and saw it was Zhao Ya who made the move.

Zhao Ya said: "It’s not safe to stay here long, let’s go."

Chen Jie said: "Hmm, but the Holy Master he ntioned, who exactly is it?"

Zhao Ya said: "The Holy Master, according to the records in literature, the Miao people are descendants of the Jiuli Clan, which ans their Holy Master is the Demon Lord Chiyou."

"In the Battle of Zhulu, Chiyou was defeated by the Yellow Emperor and Emperor Yan. The technique you learned is the ’Four Seasons Celestial Phenonon Technique’ of Emperor Yan and Shennong, naturally making you the descendant of his Holy Master’s enemy, Emperor Yan."

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