753 Mountain Protection Formation
Mountain Protection Formation
Gao Jian and Gao Jie were shocked. They had just used their martial arts and had no time to accumulate new power. They could only rely on their bodies’ toughness to block the fierce fist shadow.
The two of them had underestimated He Chuan.
To be more precise, he had underestimated the power of the Tiger Roaring Dragon Fist.
The sound of air being torn apart resounded throughout the martial arts practice field.
Accompanied by a tiger’s roar, the fist shadow instantly landed on Gao Jian’s body, causing him to bow like a shrimp.
The palm print landed, and a dragon shadow appeared. It directly swept past Gao Jie’s body, causing his chest to explode.
The two figures simultaneously let out a howl, and their figures flew backward in a sorry state. They flew past the heads of the Heibai Academy disciples, drawing two beautiful arcs in the air as they fell onto the platform.
Gravel flew everywhere, and their auras rapidly withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming extremely weak.
Soon, they died!
They were dead!
The two Heavenly Surge Realm elders had been killed!
All of the disciples of Heibai Academy were stunned, their faces filled with terror as they stared at He Chuan. They had completely lost their fighting spirit.
Without a fighting spirit, it was difficult for a martial artist’s cultivation to be unleashed!
Li Mu decisively retreated.
“You want to leave?”
He Chuan’s right hand reached for his waist, and the crude stone sword smashed down.
Sword shadows whizzed out and instantly enveloped Li Mu, sealing his escape route.
Seeing that there was no way out, Li Mu’s expression changed drastically!
The ancient stone sword swept past.
He pushed his Heavenly Surge Realm cultivation to the extreme, and a powerful spiritual energy swept out.
The stone sword didn’t stop nor give Li Mu time to react. It smashed into his chest.
Blood burst out, and Li Mu’s chest instantly caved in. Flesh flew out, and white bones appeared.
Li Mu fell to the ground in mid-air. He was covered in blood and no longer breathing.
All four elders were defeated!
And they were all defeated miserably!
Upon seeing this, the countless Inner Sect disciples of Heibai Academy felt their hearts tremble in fear. They were so frightened that they began to retreat, fleeing far away.
It was as if the person standing in front of them was a demon from hell!
Zhao Sheng clenched his fists tightly. He wished he could rush up and kill He Chuan, but he did not dare.
He no longer had the confidence and dominance he had before. Even the dignity he had as the Great Elder in the past no longer existed.
As the Great Elder of Heibai Academy, an old monster who had lived for nearly a hundred years, he naturally had a keen sense of judgment.
He Chuan was many times stronger than him. He was definitely not someone he could kill!
Unless he borrowed external forces!
“Zhao Sheng, didn’t you want to avenge your son? I’ll stand here and wait for you!” He Chuan put away his sword and stood still. He looked down at Zhao Sheng and said indifferently,
“I underestimated you!” Zhao Sheng laughed in extreme anger and said through gritted teeth.
If it was somewhere else, he really couldn’t do anything to the other party!
Unfortunately, the other party actually came knocking on his door.
Since that was the case, he would definitely make He Chuan pay the price for his arrogance!
“Disciples, listen up. Activate the Eight Gates Immortal Slaying Array!” Zhao Sheng shouted loudly.
The disciples, who were originally terrified, quickly dispersed as if they had taken a pill of reassurance!
The pillar of spiritual energy shot into the sky.
The entire Changliu Mountain began to tremble, and a transparent barrier of light quickly spread out.
In an instant, it covered the entire Changliu Mountain.
Eight Gates Immortal Slaying Array was the protective formation of the Heibai Academy.
Not only could the formation defend against external enemies, but it could also block the attacks of martial artists.
Moreover, the array formation contained terrifying power. It could kill all martial artists who had entered the path of martial arts and could also increase the strength of martial artists.
With this array formation, Zhao Sheng’s attack power would increase several times, allowing him to reach the peak of the Heavenly Surge Realm in a short period of time.
“I want to cut off your limbs and turn you into a human-pig!” Zhao Sheng’s figure shot out explosively. His right hand reached out into the void, and a three-meter-long silver spear appeared! It shot out a sharp light and went straight for He Chuan’s vital points as fast as lightning.
The defeat he had just suffered, as well as the tragic deaths of the four Elders, had not only caused the Heibai Academy to suffer massive losses but had also caused Zhao Sheng to lose all his face and face. He had been utterly humiliated.
The mountain protection formation was activated. He wanted to prove in front of everyone that anyone who dared to offend Zhao Sheng would die!
“Lethal Soul Breaking Spear!”
The silver spear flickered with light, and in the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of He Chuan. Zhao Sheng’s right arm shook, and the spear shadow brought with it wisps of cold air as it stabbed directly at the nine vital gates around the other party.
He Chuan smiled disdainfully. A faint light instantly appeared on his body, and a terrifying power spread out.
His palms, which were surrounded by spiritual energy, bent slightly and turned into claws. He ignored the sharp spear shadow and grabbed at the silver spear.
Seeing that He Chuan dared to grab the spear with his bare hands, Zhao Sheng’s eyes flashed with coldness. He immediately activated all his cultivation to support the silver spear and swept it out.
First, break his hands!
The tip of the spear that was flashing with a sharp and cold light stabbed into He Chuan’s hand.
Sparks flew out, and the crisp sound of metal was heard.
It did not cause any damage to He Chuan’s hand, not even leaving a mark.
“You want to break my hands with this little ability?” He Chuan’s palm instantly clamped the tip of the spear. Then, spiritual energy surged, and a powerful force surged out.
Under countless gazes, the silver spear in Zhao Sheng’s hand exploded instantly, shattering into pieces and scattering all over the ground.
Zhao Sheng was stunned.
The silver spear was a mid-grade Mortal-rank weapon that he had spent a huge price to buy from the Eight Treasures Pavilion in the imperial capital.
It was indestructible and could even kill Heavenly Surge Realm martial artists. It was his most powerful weapon.
But now, it was directly crushed by He Chuan!
Was this really something that a Spirit Accumulation Realm martial artist could do?
Zhao Sheng’s heart was in turmoil. At this moment, uneasiness flashed in his eyes. He decisively threw away the broken spear in his hand and retreated.
How could He Chuan let the other party leave just like that? In a flash, he appeared in front of Zhao Sheng.
Zhao Sheng knew that it was too late to retreat. He immediately waved his palm, unleashing the ultimate art of the Heibai Academy.
A strong and powerful spiritual power erupted from his palm, then bombarded He Chuan like a broken branch.
With the support of the Eight Gates Immortal Slaying Array, his strength temporarily rose to the peak of the Heavenly Surge Realm.
A single palm strike was enough to kill a Heavenly Surge Realm martial artist.
Moreover, at such a distance, there was no time to dodge. As long as he was hit, no matter how powerful he was, he would be severely injured, if not dead.
Facing Zhao Sheng’s attack, He Chuan’s left hand stretched out like a claw, directly piercing through the attack and grabbing Zhao Sheng’s right arm.
Since he wanted to break his limbs, he would first break his opponent’s limbs!”
He Chuan’s eyes were filled with a fierce light, and a powerful force surged out.
Crack!
The sound of bones cracking rang out, followed by Zhao Sheng’s heart-wrenching scream, which echoed throughout the Heibai Academy.
The disciples of the Heibai Academy began to panic. They were afraid that the final Elder would die, and they immediately charged out, charging directly towards He Chuan.
However, the disciples who had yet to reach He Chuan felt as if they had been struck by a heavy blow and spat out blood as they flew backward.
He Chuan loosened his left hand, and the stone sword smashed into Zhao Sheng’s left shoulder.
Zhao Sheng’s figure fell from the sky in a sorry state and smashed heavily onto the green stone brick. The mountain shook, and dust flew up.