David took three steps back, each step leaving deep footprints on the hard frozen ground. The edges of the footprints were instantly scorched black due to the chaotic high temperature, a shocking sight.
His tiger’s mouth felt tingling and numb, the meridians in his arms trembled uncontrollably, his blood and qi surged and flowed backwards, his chest felt a dull ache, and a heavy force turned to attack his body through the sword.
In contrast, the mighty warrior stood as motionless as a mountain, but the ground beneath his feet was unable to support his weight and cracked with several wide and deep fissures spreading outwards.
A glimmer of sincere appreciation flashed in his eyes, and his gaze towards David became more respectful, no longer showing complete disdain.
“With his cultivation level of the third level of the True Immortal Realm, he was able to withstand seventy percent of my Pure Yang Fist without being seriously injured or knocked away. His physical body and spiritual strength are both praiseworthy.”
The mighty warrior roared like thunder, sneering, “No wonder trash like the Shadow Warrior died in your hands. It’s a pity that you met me today instead of him. Today, you will be doomed.”
Before he finished speaking, Li Zhan suddenly stepped forward, and the ground beneath his feet exploded, causing rocks to fly into the air.
His entire body turned into a heavy dark gold colored meteor, carrying boundless and domineering power, then crashed towards them at full speed.
Its speed was so high that its trajectory was difficult to trace with the naked eye, leaving only a faint golden afterimage. The fist was aimed straight at David’s vital point, and the attack was fierce and domineering.
David knew that direct confrontation would inevitably result in losses, so he would never accept the challenge blindly.
He suddenly released his movement technique, channeling chaotic power into his legs and soles, his figure shifting to the side like a ghost, light and agile, avoiding the direct attack.
His movements were fast and graceful, far surpassing the clumsy and heavy movements of the soldiers. This is a natural advantage that must be made best use of.
The powerful blow that was intended to finish him off only missed David’s clothes before hitting the thick frozen ground behind him.
explosion!
A huge hole, several meters wide and bottomless, was formed instantly. The rock and soil at the bottom of the hole instantly melted into a glass-like texture due to the extreme force and high temperature of the punching tool, shimmering with a dark red light that was cold and harsh and piercing to the touch.
Dust and debris were thrown up into the sky, blocking part of the view, creating a terrifying scene.
“His movements are quite fast, and he is very agile.”
With a cold snort, Li Zhanjiang’s fighting spirit rose, and he immediately unleashed a relentless barrage of punches.
The sky was filled with layer after layer of fist shadows, as dense as mountains and as vast as the sea, blocking all of David’s escape routes, covering him from all directions, leaving no gaps.
Each punch carried a tremendous pure Yang power, capable of destroying everything, tearing the air and emitting ear-piercing screams. The sound waves shook people’s minds and made them restless.
David stepped in the void, his figure shot out like lightning, nimbly maneuvering amidst the powerful fist shadows, barely avoiding a fatal blow.
Simultaneously, his wrist moved quickly, and the Dragon Slayer Sword slashed seven times in quick succession. Seven dense and chaotic purple sword radiances landed one after another on the vital points of the soldier’s chest, shoulders, and forearms, with vicious strikes and tricky angles.
However, when the sword light fell, it only left a shallow white mark on the opponent’s dark gold tough skin. In an instant, the marks were smoothed out by the body’s self-healing power. It doesn’t even penetrate the surface of the skin and flesh, let alone damage the meridians and the source of life.
David understood, and his expression became serious.
The power of chaos naturally resists the orthodox holy light of the gods. However, cultivators who cultivated the Pure Yang Immortal Body and fought solely relying on their physical strength, without the help of holy light, perfectly overcame the weakness of the power of chaos. This greatly weakened their own advantage and drastically increased the difficulty of the battle.
“It’s useless! It’s all a waste of time!”
The warrior threw back his head and roared with laughter, his voice shaking the barren land, full of arrogance, “My Pure Yang Immortal Body has been forged and honed day and night for ten thousand years. My physical body is as hard as ancient divine metal, invulnerable to swords and spears, and difficult to penetrate by magic!”
Even a peak-level True Immortal Realm expert attacking with full power wouldn’t be able to injure me in the slightest! Your paltry Chaos Flames are nothing but amusement in my eyes!
Before his wild laughter died down, the warrior’s aura suddenly soared, his movement speed doubled, and he charged forward with a fierce fury.
David didn’t have time to dodge and was only able to parry with difficulty to the side. His opponent’s fist, which had ten thousand pounds of strength, struck right in the middle of his chest.
Bang!
A deep, resounding booming sound shook the very core of the soul.
David felt an unbearable pain in his chest, as if his sternum had been crushed instantly. His internal organs vibrated violently, and powerful waves rushed into his meridians and dantian, causing his qi and blood to rush backwards.
A mouthful of the golden cultivator’s essence blood gushed out uncontrollably, and his body was thrown backwards through the air like a kite with a broken string, completely out of control.
He managed to stabilize himself in the air, rolling several times to lessen the impact of the impact. After landing, he staggered back more than ten steps before barely regaining his balance and avoiding falling to the ground.
His robe was torn apart by the force of the punch, revealing thick patches of purplish-blue bruises, a shocking sight.
His breathing was rapid and irregular, and blood kept dripping from the corners of his mouth, splashing on the dark red frozen ground, which looked extremely dazzling.
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Q: What initiates the conflict in this chapter?
A: A commanding order to kill echoes throughout the desert, sparking the battle.
Q: How does David confront his opponents?
A: David charges as a purple beam of light, facing two top experts head-on with the Dragon Slayer Sword wreathed in chaotic purple flames.
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