After their cultivation practice, Wang Xiaoqiang and Yang Ling engaged in dual cultivation. Afterwards, Yang Ling, stroking the patterned beast tattooed on Wang Xiaoqiang's back, exclaid in surprise, "Little Qiang, what, what is this?"
"It's a tattoo. These aren't popular in the Immortal Realm," Wang Xiaoqiang did not tell her the truth.
"The tattoo is really well done. Little Qiang, can you tattoo one for ..."
"Won usually get tattoos of flowers and the like on their bodies, so on their thighs with roses and peonies, others on their buttocks with branches and leaves... Unfortunately, I can't do it..."
Suddenly...
Ah!
Yang Ling scread in alarm because she saw the tattoo on Wang Xiaoqiang's back move; the tiger's head suddenly opened its eyes, and as it snapped its jaws, it let out a roar just as she was startled.
Roar!
"Not good, there's an enemy." Hearing the patterned beast roar, Wang Xiaoqiang exclaid alarmingly, and then, with a motion of his willpower, he took Yang Ling into the Suru Ring.
At that instant, dozens of powerful presences surrounded Wang Xiaoqiang's stone house.
Under the moonlight, nearly fifty disciples of the Void Transformation Realm and Solidification Realm, along with three from the Immortal Realm, had encircled Wang Xiaoqiang's stone house.
The leader was Hann Beifeng.
Hann Beifeng, a Seventh Transformation Immortal, was flanked by two Third Turn Immortals, and among those fifty, these three had the highest cultivation bases.
"Wang Xiaoqiang, last ti you brought a Demon Barbarian into the Outer Sect and released it, violating the sect rules. Co out imdiately to face punishnt... otherwise, you will be killed without rcy!" one of the Third Turn Immortals beside Hann Beifeng shouted towards the stone house.
There was silence inside the stone house.
"Wang Xiaoqiang, co out obediently and accept your punishnt, otherwise..." Before the second shout could finish, suddenly...
Boom!
The stone house where Wang Xiaoqiang was located suddenly exploded apart, sending stones flying in all directions. The stones hurtled toward the fifty people, hitting their Spiritual Energy Protective Shields. Although they did not break through the shields, they sent the weaker cultivators flying.
From the exploded stone house, a great beast, carrying Wang Xiaoqiang, slowly rose into the air.
Wang Xiaoqiang stood on top of the patterned beast, holding the Penglai Immortal Sword, bathed in moonlight. He looked down at the people below with a proud, cold laugh and pointed his sword at Hann Beifeng, shouting, "Hann Beifeng, last ti you used Mo Wen and Mo Yu as your agents to kill , and now you abuse your power by sending disciples to murder , what are your true intentions?"
"Hmph, Wang Xiaoqiang, facing your death, you still preach to ..." Hann Beifeng did not argue because those he had brought were his loyal disciples.
"Fine, in this world, reason is useless, but I advise you all, don't follow Hann Beifeng's path. Today's grudge is personal between Hann Beifeng and , and does not involve you. If you wish to be sacrifices, I will not be rciful, and will execute you regardless."
"Kill him! A reward of ten Demon Crystals to whoever takes Wang Xiaoqiang's head!" Seeing Wang Xiaoqiang trying to convince his loyalists, Hann Beifeng imdiately bellowed in anger.
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Except for the disciples who were knocked away by the blast, the remaining disciples, like headless flies, charged at Wang Xiaoqiang.
Wang Xiaoqiang stood proud atop the patterned beast, his Penglai Immortal Sword radiating brightly as he swung at the incoming figures.
The first two disciples from the Void Transformation Realm were directly sliced in two by the Penglai Immortal Sword. The next three from the Solidification Realm were sent flying backward, spewing fresh blood, and dead.
At that mont, another ten people attacked from all sides. Wang Xiaoqiang soared into the night sky, while the patterned beast below him shook its colossal body and let out a massive roar.
Roar...
Imdiately, the ten attacking disciples' ears rang, their senses dulled, leaving them stupefied.
The patterned beast opened its mouth and swallowed one disciple, then opened its bloody muzzle and spewed out a jet of fla, enveloping the five nearby disciples like a flathrower.
Those five disciples scread in agony as their bodies were quickly consud by the flas.
Wang Xiaoqiang dived down, wielding the Penglai Immortal Sword. He slashed, sending another three people flying backward, spraying fresh blood, dead.
anwhile, Hann Beifeng on the ground released his Flying Sword, stabbing at Wang Xiaoqiang.
As a Seventh Transformation Immortal, Hann Beifeng's cultivation was much stronger than Wang Xiaoqiang's. His powerful aura locked onto Wang Xiaoqiang,
Making him unable to move.
Just as the Flying Sword was about to pierce him, Wang Xiaoqiang bellowed and swatted at the Flying Sword with his right hand.
This action stunned everyone present.
Wang Xiaoqiang, using his bare hand against the Flying Sword, was this not courting disaster?
However...
Crack!
A thunderclap burst from the clear sky, emanating from Wang Xiaoqiang's palm. He slapped his right hand towards the Flying Sword. A flash of lightning struck the Flying Sword, sending it plumting to the ground.
What was going on?
Everyone stared at the scene before them, completely stunned.
A palm emitting lightning that knocked down a Flying Sword: what Cultivation Technique was this?
The answer was known only to Wang Xiaoqiang. It was the Divine Art "Thunderclap Annihilation Palm," specifically the Thunder Jade Fragntation technique. It was extrely powerful—if he had slapped a person's head instead of the Flying Sword, it would definitely have burst open.
Indeed, the remaining two disciples in the sky, seeing Wang Xiaoqiang's astonishing performance, showed fear on their faces and hastily retreated.
Wang Xiaoqiang advanced aggressively, catching up in one step, and delivered a palm strike towards the head of one of the disciples. Lightning crackled again,
Crack.
The disciple's head burst under the palm, spraying brain matter and blood like a smashed waterlon.
The other person desperately fled.
Wang Xiaoqiang did not let him escape. He lifted his right hand, channeled his Spiritual Power, and the Penglai Immortal Sword glowed like a mountain. With one slash, he cut the fleeing disciple in two.
Blood spurted wildly, and the corpse fell to the ground.
The earth itself turned into a bloody slaughterhouse, truly resembling hell on earth.
Wang Xiaoqiang moved over the Patterned Beast, directed his sword towards the people below, and shouted, "Anyone with sense should scram, or end up buried with Hann Beifeng!"
Seeing Wang Xiaoqiang's overwhelming aura, the remaining disciples didn't dare to make a move, yet they didn't flee imdiately.
"Humph, brat, why so arrogant? I haven't even made a move yet!" Hann Beifeng sneered coldly, imdiately soared up, and lunged at Wang Xiaoqiang, delivering a sword strike.
The disciples below did not follow him.
Hann Beifeng rushed up to Wang Xiaoqiang, his Sword Light already pushed to its limit. Without further words, he slashed at Wang Xiaoqiang.
The Sword Light crashed down like waves.
Wang Xiaoqiang dared not withstand it directly and swiftly dodged.
At the sa ti, his Willpower stirred, and the Patterned Beast rushed diagonally toward Hann Beifeng.
Hann Beifeng, seeing it was an Eighth-Level Demon Barbarian with strength comparable to his own Cultivation Base, also didn't dare to withstand it directly and imdiately dodged to escape.
The Patterned Beast roared and continued its pursuit, while spewing flas from its mouth.
Hann Beifeng used his Spiritual Power to form a Spiritual Energy Shield to block.
Wang Xiaoqiang swooped in for the kill, his Penglai Immortal Sword swinging.
Hann Beifeng, with his Seventh Transformation of the Immortal Cultivation, could handle either the Patterned Beast alone or Wang Xiaoqiang alone without falling behind. However, dealing with both simultaneously proved to be sowhat strenuous for him.
He maintained his Spiritual Energy Shield while simultaneously deploying Sword Light to fend off Wang Xiaoqiang's attacks.
After clashing swords with him once more, Wang Xiaoqiang charged again.
The Penglai Immortal Sword's power surged to its peak.
He slashed toward Hann Beifeng in a sweeping blow.
Hann Beifeng also drove his Immortal Sword to its limit, but since he had to split his efforts against the Patterned Beast, his Immortal Sword couldn't perform normally. Now, his power was evenly matched with Wang Xiaoqiang's.
They collided a few more tis with their swords.
With each collision of the Immortal Swords, Hann Beifeng's body suffered a heavy blow. It felt like his internal energy and blood surged tumultuously, his ridians trembled, and intense pain spread throughout his body.
On the other hand, Wang Xiaoqiang was hardly affected at all. Being a cultivator of the Muscle Refining Realm, his physical body was naturally several tis stronger than Hann Beifeng's.
This was precisely why Wang Xiaoqiang was willingly clashing with him.
Finally, after another sword clash, Hann Beifeng's throat turned sweet as he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welco to vote for it on Qidian (qidian). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian to continue reading.)
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