After fighting for a while, Zhao Chen realized that it wasn't that he wasn't strong enough, but that the problem was his true energy.
"Damn it! Big Sister Empress, you're really honest. I didn't expect the offensive power of this Nameless Divine Art to be so trashy!”
The Nameless Divine Art that Zhao Chen cultivated had a heaven-defying effect in terms of support. However, the biggest flaw was that its offensive power was too weak. It could not even compare to an ordinary Xiantian Divine Art…
"Sigh! If he had known earlier, he would have taken more time out yesterday to practice the Nine Yin Scripture!”
Relying on the Thousand Blades Soul Slaying Halberd technique, Zhao Chen could easily suppress the other party. If he had the internal strength of the Nine Yin Scripture, he would have KO this Wang Meng long ago. How could he have dragged it out until now…
"Haha! Little friend, do you need my help?"
Unknowingly, Yang Dingtian's figure had already appeared on a branch not far away. Moreover, from the other party's appearance, it seemed like he had been here for quite a while.
"Thank you for your kindness, Senior, but I believe in my own strength! If I can't take this guy down today, then my name will be written upside down!”
Zhao Chen refused without thinking. He gritted his teeth and waved his halberd. At the same time, he stomped on the ground fiercely. The true energy in his body drilled into it in an extremely strange way, and then broke out of the ground behind Wang Meng in the next moment.
"Hahahaha! Good, good, good, this lord did not misjudge you. Your personality is really very similar to this lord. It seems that deliberately letting this guy go was a good decision!”
Hearing this, Zhao Chen was instantly furious, but he did not have the time to speak.
This was because at this moment, Wang Meng knew that he had no way out. Therefore, he jumped up and charged at Zhao Chen, not caring if the Qi behind him would pierce into his body.
However, this was exactly what Zhao Chen wanted. After fighting with the other party for so long, Zhao Chen had done everything for this moment. Therefore, he focused his mind highly, and an extremely sharp light flashed in his calm eyes.
Not only did he not dodge the attack, he even stepped forward and brandished his halberd in a wondrous trajectory.
Wrapped in a large amount of true energy, the entire body of the halberd was immediately suffused with a layer of biting cold light. After shaking slightly twice, it stabbed towards Wang Meng and shouted softly,"Cold Blade Murderous Heart!"
The silver-white moonlight shone through the dark clouds, shining on the light on the halberd. A white light flashed in front of the two of them, and in an instant, the two of them had passed each other.
"How…is this possible?"
At this moment, Wang Meng's left hand was covering his neck. His mouth was already filled with blood, which was constantly dripping to the ground. The long sword in his right hand was firmly supporting the ground to prevent him from falling.
Not only was there an obvious wound on his throat, but there was also a large hole in his chest, and blood was flowing out of it.
Pa!
Pa!
Pa!
After saying these four words with difficulty, Wang Meng's eyelids drooped weakly. A breeze blew slowly, causing the leaves on the surrounding branches to rustle, as if they were discussing something in a low voice.
It was clearly a midsummer breeze, but it gave off a hint of coolness.
As for Wang Meng's standing corpse, it seemed to have lost its last bit of strength to support itself. With a bang, it fell to the ground.
"Good halberd technique!"
A loud shout suddenly entered Zhao Chen's ears. It was Yang Dingtian's voice.
"Little friend, I can see that your halberd technique is extremely overbearing and can be said to be a peerless technique that suppresses others with force. It's very similar to my Great Nine Heavens Hands. It's a pity that little friend doesn't seem to have completely cultivated this halberd technique!”
Yang Dingtian had only taken a light step, but he had actually crossed a distance of nearly a hundred feet. His figure had appeared in front of Zhao Chen.
"Otherwise, that sword user definitely wouldn't have been able to survive my arrival.”Yang Dingtian's tone was filled with admiration as he looked at the latter with bright eyes.
"Thank you for your help, Senior. I will never forget it!”
He first bowed respectfully to Yang Dingtian before Zhao Chen continued to explain,""The halberd technique that I cultivate is an incomplete manual. Even the move that I used just now cost me a lot to figure it out!”
Yang Dingtian smiled and stroked his beard as he accepted Zhao Chen's bow with a clear conscience.
Just as he was about to open his mouth and express his thoughts, he suddenly felt his body go soft, as if more than half of the true qi in his body had been sucked away.
However, in the next moment, this feeling inexplicably disappeared completely, as if the feeling of emptiness and powerlessness just now was just an illusion.
Yang Dingtian was puzzled and muttered to himself,""Eh? What was going on? I didn't expect that with my cultivation, I could actually have an illusion. It's really strange.”
After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of a reason, so he simply threw it to the back of his mind and stopped thinking about it.
Subsequently, Yang Dingtian looked at Zhao Chen again.
His eyes were burning as he exclaimed," Little friend, I can see that your talent is outstanding. It's really unbelievable…If you don't find a good teacher to guide you, it would be a waste of your top martial arts talent. I want to take you in as my disciple and inherit the Ming Cult's foundation. What do you think?"”
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