Chapter 832: Chapter 278: Martial Saint Level Combat Power!

Sweeping Invincibly!_2 Chapter 832: Chapter 278: Martial Saint Level Combat Power!

Sweeping Invincibly!_2 The Mountain Demon King, faced with the siege of many powerful enemies, chopped down his adversaries but also sustained fatal injuries and perished.

Now, although he is merely a projection, he does not wish to vanish from this world just yet.

As long as he can capture or kill Su Changkong, Qin Miesheng would use his inconceivable abilities to help them exist in this form for a long time!

To prevent Su Changkong from having any chance to escape, the five men went directly to the Spirit Taoist Sect, taking the entire sect as a hostage.

If Su Changkong fled, they would level the Spirit Taoist Sect to the ground!

Besides, fighting within the Spirit Taoist Sect would surely make Su Changkong hesitant, afraid of involving other disciples, which would tie his hands.

They, on the other hand, could fight without any restraint.

Though this was somewhat despicable, it was to ensure their absolute success!

“All fall back!”
At this moment, Sect Master Helian Yuan knew that a great battle was inevitable, and he immediately ordered the disciples surrounding the training ground to retreat further.

Despite his worries, Helian Yuan knew that Su Changkong was truly ‘Dao Wufeng,’ the Martial Saint’s unbeatable adversary.

What they could do was to not create any trouble for Su Changkong, allowing him to fight freely.

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If Su Changkong were to really fall into a disadvantageous position, they would then all rush in to help!

“Elder Su…

is he going to take action himself?” Zuo Qiu and the others were not only worried but also excited.

Su Changkong was unfathomable.

He had brought them from the Qi-Blood Realm to their current level in a short period, but they had never seen Su Changkong truly in action.

Today, they would have the opportunity to witness ‘Elder Su’s’ true strength!

“All of you, even your true selves, haven’t even reached the Entering Saint realm; you’re just losers, let alone your projections which are not even living beings.

Why embarrass yourselves here?

Well then, I shall grant you passage and let you…

die without a whole corpse!”
Su Changkong sighed, his gaze turning icy.

To prevent these five from causing too much destruction and harming other disciples of the Spirit Taoist Sect, he had no choice but to use his true abilities, tearing these five enemies into pieces, and also to deter Qin Miesheng, who might be lurking in the shadows.

Furthermore, after today, his identity would certainly be exposed.

Demonstrating formidable strength would also deter some of the forces with a grudge against him, making them understand that he was not someone they could afford to provoke!

“Hmm?”
Dongmen Jian and the others suddenly twitched, hearing a loud noise like the beating of war drums.

“Boom, boom, boom!”
It was Su Changkong’s heart beating, steady and powerful with each thud, the booming sound echoing for miles!

“Crack, crack, crack!”
Su Changkong’s bones exploded with noise, his body growing over two feet taller, his loose white robe stretching and tearing open with slits as his Qi and Blood rapidly circulated, turning his skin a fiery red hue.

The heat of a furnace caused the air to warm, and battle marks emerged like thunderstorms and waves!

A terrible aura permeated the air.

Su Changkong transformed into a humanoid True BeastaEUR”his very glance could make one lose their soul!

“Kill him!”
Dongmen Jian and the others all twitched again, sensing Su Changkong’s aura climbing steadily.

Realizing the jeopardy, they didn’t hesitate and all made their moves simultaneously.

Humming sounds filled the air.

With a step, Dongmen Jian generated visible ripples that spread out, and a glittering Longsword from his waist was already unsheathed.

He moved with the sword, becoming one with it.

With a thrust, the Sword Soul howled, piercing the air and targeting Su Changkong’s vital points!

Dongmen Jian, a swordsman who had made a resounding name for himself in the history of the Great Flame Empire, had honed his swordsmanship to the realm of Sword Soul.

When he made a move, it was as if ten thousand swords acknowledged his command.

The others also made their moves without any agreement needed.

The black-robed swordsman Mo Han, ghost-like in his movements and Dongmen Jian’s sworn enemy, now joined forces against Su Changkong.

His figure seemed to merge into the void, only his cold, shining Longsword acting like a viper’s strike, aiming at Su Changkong’s heart from behind with tricky angles.

These two swordsmen, famous for different styles of swordsmanshipaEUR”one upright and powerful, the other ghostly and elusiveaEUR”together, were difficult for anyone below a Martial Saint to withstand even a single exchange!

Two Divine Weapons targeted Su Changkong’s chest and back simultaneously at the vital spots.

“Clang, clang!”
But instead of piercing through his body and soul as expected, there were only the crisp sounds of metal striking metal at the same time.

“What?”
Dongmen Jian and Mo Han’s pupils constricted together.

Their swords had hit Su Changkong’s vital points, but his fiery red skin was as hot as a furnace and a thousand times, ten thousand times tougher than steel.

The tips of the swords left only tiny white marks on Su Changkong’s skin, failing to even break it!

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With his fundamental physique close to a Martial Saint, and upon unleashing True Blood and activating the Giant Whale Body Technique, Su Changkong became even stronger than an average Martial Saint.

His physical strength was so formidable that even standing motionless, no one below a Martial Saint could hurt him!

“Such weak and feeble swords…

it’s no wonder you met your ends together; indeed, you are two of a kind.”
Upon activating the Giant Whale Body Technique, Su Changkong’s voice became deep and heavy; each word felt like a mountain bearing down, but the words he spoke made Dongmen Jian and Mo Han’s faces change drastically.

“Boom!”
As his voice fell, Su Changkong twisted his feet, his spinning figure driving his sturdy arms to smash towards Dongmen Jian and Mo Han in front and behind him.

There were no fancy moves or variations, only extreme speed and power!

Mo Han and Dongmen Jian both constricted their pupils and hastily retracted their swords to block with their sword bodies.