Even though the Heng Mountain Ancestor really wanted to slap this babbling disciple to death.
But the rallying cry had already been shouted, and he had to harden his resolve.
With this in mind, the Heng Mountain Ancestor forced himself to calm down, feigning an indifferent deanor and coldly said:
"Who did I think it was? Turns out it’s the Immortal Master Li, renowned throughout Jiuzhou!"
Upon hearing the na "Immortal Master Li," Mu Changying and the disciples of Dragon Ascending Valley were all shocked.
This na was a household one in their Northern Ice Field.
Not to ntion the battle at the Ascending Dragon Platform on Tianmang Mountain, just the fact that Immortal Master Li single-handedly annihilated the Nanhua Family with a history of thousands of years.
Such towering existence, they truly could never hope to match.
Many female disciples regard Li Chen as their dream lover, their ideal Taoist couple, often daydreaming about spending a night of romance with him.
However, the male disciples of Dragon Ascending Valley held an antagonistic attitude towards Li Chen, seeing him as their greatest imagined rival.
Partly because of the female disciples’ blind worship of Li Chen; mostly because Li Chen had stolen away Dragon Ascending Valley’s first beauty, Xin Qingxue.
This directly made Li Chen the common romantic rival of all the male fellows in Dragon Ascending Valley.
Therefore, when the Heng Mountain Ancestor shouted out the na "Immortal Master Li," the male and female disciples of Dragon Ascending Valley all simultaneously looked over at Li Chen.
Yet even so, they still did not hold much hope for Li Chen.
Though Li Chen was a monstrous talent, a rare genius in a millennium, he was too young to be a match for the Heng Mountain Old Monster.
The only hope now was that Li Chen could hold off the Heng Mountain Old Monster for a while to buy them enough ti to escape.
Li Chen slightly narrowed his eyes and shouted solemnly, "Old Monster, last ti you managed to escape, but this ti, you won’t be so lucky!"
The Heng Mountain Ancestor, hearing Li Chen expose his shortcomings, imdiately felt angry and embarrassed.
"Hmph, last ti it was just a careless mont on my part, an opportunistic surprise attack from you. Do you really think your petty tricks could have hard otherwise?"
"Whether they can or not, a trial will reveal!"
Finished speaking, Li Chen stepped forward mightily, shattering the void with a single step.
The sword clanged loudly!
The Seven-star Dragon Abyss, like a Jiao Long erging from the sea, roared out from his sleeve.
The Heng Mountain Ancestor, not expecting Li Chen to act at the slightest offense, was silently shocked.
The sword Li Chen used last ti still left him with lingering fears.
Therefore, when he saw Li Chen draw his sword again, he dared not underestimate him any longer, fully mobilizing his True Yuan, leveraging the chair to construct an indestructible defensive wall.
This chair may not have much offensive power, but its defensive power was extraordinarily perverse.
Even Li Chen’s sharp sword was blocked by the chair’s passive defense, unable to advance another inch.
The Heng Mountain Ancestor, seeing Li Chen fail to break through his defense, was overjoyed.
"Li Chen, taste my blade!"
As he spoke, he drew the Soul Saber, enveloped in a ghostly green glow, layered upon layer, violently slashing down.
The blade shadows covered the sky, like locusts crossing the border. Leaving no chicken or dog alive along its path.
Moreover, these blade shadows were ever-changing, sotis fast, sotis slow, sotis winding, sotis straight, like rushing floods of monstrous beasts, sweeping in with a posture of destroying heaven and earth.
Witnessing such an incredible scene, Mu Changying and the disciples of Dragon Ascending Valley were all dumbfounded, like weathered statues.
"What terrifying sword skill!"
"In just a breath, there must be a thousand blades, right?"
"It’s two thousand five hundred blades!"
Lian Hongshang corrected.
At this mont, her brows were tightly knit, and her clear eyes were full of worried ripples.
Upon hearing the terrifying number "two thousand five hundred blades," everyone present couldn’t help but gasp, repeatedly drawing cold breaths.
In fact, Lian Hongshang wasn’t entirely correct this ti.
The Heng Mountain Ancestor slashed three thousand blades in that breath. Not one more, not one less, exactly three thousand blades!
This was precisely the Heng Mountain Ancestor’s trump card, the Three Thousand Soul-breaking Saber!
Li Chen pondered for a brief mont, then suddenly abandoned the Seven-star Dragon Abyss, with starlight flowing on his palm, a faint purple Ancient Cauldron swirling into existence in the sky.
The Ancient Cauldron grew longer against the wind, forming a starlight vortex.
Li Chen bathed in it, like a reincarnated Heavenly God.
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
The Soul-breaking Saber, like a hailstorm, crazily pounded the Ancient Cauldron, sparking a soul-stirring crashing sound.
"Xuzhou Ding?"
The Heng Mountain Ancestor, seeing the Ancient Cauldron in Li Chen’s hand was the Xuzhou Ding, was shocked to the core.
He had fought with the Demon Emperor Potian and knew this Treasure Tripod had always been in the Demon Emperor’s possession.
Never could he have imagined it would now be in Li Chen’s hand.
Could it be that Li Chen killed the Demon Emperor Potian and seized this Divine Tripod?
At first, when he thought of this crazy idea, he felt it was sowhat far-fetched.
But when his mind jolted, and he recalled soone else, he imdiately shivered uncontrollably.
With just Li Chen alone, it indeed wasn’t possible to kill the Demon Emperor. But if he tead up with the Black Demon King?
Moreover, it was rumored that when the Black Demon King caused havoc, he once seriously injured the Demon Emperor Potian with a surprise attack.
If they joined forces against a still-unrecovered Demon Emperor, their chances of winning would be at least ninety percent.
There was just one point the Heng Mountain Ancestor could not figure out: why did the always arrogant Black Demon King willingly beco Li Chen’s lackey, obedient to his commands?
"Boom!"
Just as the Heng Mountain Ancestor was racking his brains but ca up with no reason. Li Chen’s hand, as if cast from gold, suddenly lifted, tightly clenched his five fingers, and a massive fist print soared through the void.
This fist was as heavy as Tai Mountain, tearing through ancient barriers, and bombarded the Heng Mountain Ancestor.
This was an inexplicable, inconceivable punch. Because it was extraordinarily strange and beyond comprehension.
The most direkte imdiate impression was: the speed of this punch was extrely slow, slower than a snail!
Everyone present, even the one with the weakest cultivation, had absolute confidence their own fist print would be faster than Li Chen’s punch.
However, this punch, slower than a snail, made the Heng Mountain Ancestor unable to evade.
This was because the punch they saw did not exist in the sa space as them.
But passed through the gaps of space, utilizing the ti difference between two "Yu," locking onto the target firmly.
If the opponent hadn’t comprehended the "Space-ti Law," no matter how strong their cultivation or how fast their speed, they couldn’t avoid this punch and could only take it head-on.
"Boom!"
That heavy punch, like a heavyweight shell, ferociously struck the Heng Mountain Ancestor’s chair.
The chair, on the spot, flew like a broken kite and heavily crashed down. While it also drilled through a mountain peak, raising billowing dust, covering the heavens.
Had it been another Nascent Soul Great Power receiving this punch from Li Chen, even if not utterly destroyed, their physical body would definitely be hard to preserve.
In contrast, though the Heng Mountain Ancestor appeared extrely battered.
But that mysterious chair remained intact. Only a few imperceptible fine hairline cracks appeared.
Even Li Chen couldn’t help but marvel internally: What material is this chair made of?
Its hardness is terrifying beyond asure!
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