Boom!
The battle intent in Tuoba Rong's heart soared to the extreme at this moment.
He chose to go all out and activate his Innate Elemental Spirit War Body.
The bloodline runes buried in his bones instantly erupted with terrifying power.
Tuoba Rong's body was extremely powerful to begin with. After activating his battle form, his entire body began to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye!。
Bloodlines that were as dense as spider webs appeared on the surface of his body. They twisted like thick tree roots and jumped crazily.
A terrifyingly hot aura gushed out from the pores on Tuoba Rong's body. It was as dense as smoke.
"Die!"
A roar came from the depths of his throat.
Along with the sound wave, Jiang Chuan's huge fist, which was surrounded by surging blood qi, also blasted toward him.
The force of the punch was shocking. The air was blasted apart, forming a vacuum track.
Seeing that the huge fist was heading straight for him.
Jiang Chuan immediately calmed down and his expression became serious.
Since the battle had already begun, it was best to deal with this prodigy battle first.
In the next moment.
His body began to sway, and his footsteps began to become disorderly.
He was like an extremely drunk person.
He staggered backward, swaying left and right, and could fall at any moment.
Boom! Boom!
Tuoba Rong did not give up. His pair of thick and strong fists struck faster and faster, creating countless afterimages.
From afar, it looked like a Thousand-Armed Asura with thousands of arms.
As for Jiang Chuan, he could only dodge the storm-like fist shadows with great difficulty.
Some of Taba Rong's fist shadows even brushed past Jiang Chuan's clothes.
The clothes on Jiang Chuan's body were torn apart. He seemed to have used all his strength to barely dodge.
In the eyes of outsiders, Jiang Chuan was in an extremely sorry state. He had no way to defend himself.
In their opinion, Jiang Chuan's defeat was only an instant.
"Could it be that what happened just now was an illusion? Jiang Chuan had almost pushed Tuoba Rong down earlier, but Tuoba Rong did not notice and lost his balance.”
The people from the Galaxy Dao Sect gradually recovered from the situation just now.
Looking at the battle between Jiang Chuan and Tuoba Rong, he thought to himself.
On the Mystical Sect's side, when Leng Qingyan and the others saw Jiang Chuan in such a sorry state, they could not help but wonder if they were hallucinating.
However, what they did not know was that everything before them was intentional by Jiang Chuan.
Tuoba Rong's attacks seemed to be relentless, and his fist shadows were endless.
However, in the eyes of Jiang Chuan, who had used the Immortal Wind Cloud Body Technique and the Drunken Immortal Moon-gazing Step, every move he made was as slow as Tai Chi.
Even his clothes were torn by the old actor Jiang Chuan on purpose.
It made them feel that they had already tried their best to dodge, but they did not even have the ability to retaliate.
Otherwise, how could Tuoba Rong have touched him?
Jiang Chuan casually dodged his opponent's attacks while seizing the opportunity to allow Taba Rong's punch to land on his shoulder.
The Immortal Wind Cloud Body Technique was instantly activated, dissipating most of the power.
Jiang Chuan pretended to be injured and spat out a mouthful of blood. He quickly took a few steps back and said,
"Fellow Daoist, I admit defeat."
Before Jiang Chuan could say the word 'lose', Taba Rong had already laughed hideously and said,
"You want to admit defeat just because you can't win? How can there be such a good thing!"
Boom!
Tuoba Rong took a step forward and instantly turned into a cannonball. He raised his arm and punched Jiang Chuan fiercely.
"Die!"
This punch was already filled with vigorous killing intent!
If he were to hit it, he would probably turn into an ordinary early-stage Ethereal Ascension cultivator, and his head would instantly explode!
"Hmm?"
Jiang Chuan frowned. He tilted his head slightly and dodged the punch.
" Die, die, die!!!"
Tuoba Rong's fighting spirit soared as his fists smashed down on Jiang Chuan like a storm.
The void within 100 feet of Jiang Chuan cracked!
Gradually, Jiang Chuan's expression turned cold.
Originally, he didn't care about this fight. He just wanted to go through the motions and wait for an opportunity to admit defeat.
"Weak weak weak! Too weak!"
"Is this a Demon Sect disciple? He didn't even dare to counterattack? Can we only dodge and struggle like this?"
Tuoba Rong let out a deep and sinister laugh.
He seemed to have thought of something and bared his white teeth. He stared at Jiang Chuan and said,
"How useless! " The way you're struggling on your deathbed now reminds me of the way a legacy disciple of your Mystical Sect looked before he died.”
" That person is the same as you now. He can only struggle and struggle at death's door."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Chuan's eyes gradually narrowed.
"What are you talking about?"
There was only one legacy disciple from the Mystical Sect who had died.
Seeing the change in Jiang Chuan's expression, the smile on Tuoba Rong's face became even more savage.
" Back then, in the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, I happened to see a disciple from your Mystical Sect named Ouyang Bloodred being surrounded by dozens of cultivators from the righteous sects.”
As Tuoba Rong spoke, the mockery in his words became stronger and stronger.
"I can still remember the miserable appearance of that Ouyang Blood Red…He was locked in place, his shoulder blade shattered, his arm chopped off, and he was cut into pieces one by one. All his blood was drained…He was like a dead dog.”
"Tsk tsk tsk, that scene is really unbearable to look at.”
"Speaking of which, that was when I was brought back to the Galaxy Dao Sect.”
As he spoke, Tuoba Rong's fist once again punched Jiang Chuan.
Bang!
This time, the punch did not miss.
His fingers, which were as fair as jade and had five distinct joints, grabbed Tuoba Rong's hand, preventing him from moving an inch further.
Ouyang Blood Red!
Jiang Chuan's former Peak Master!
Back then, it was Ouyang Xue Hong who carried him back from the streets when he was young and gave him clothes to wear and taught him how to cultivate.
To Jiang Chuan, Ouyang Hongxue was like a reborn parent.
Before the final battle, Ouyang Hongxue most likely knew that he would not be able to return. He even left behind his last words, allowing Jiang Chuan to inherit everything from him and become the ninth core disciple, the ninth peak master.
No matter how much Jiang Chuan wanted to hide, he would never allow others to humiliate the dead Ouyang Hongxue. This was the bottom line of a person!
"Hmm?"
Tuoba Rong's expression changed slightly as he looked at Jiang Chuan, who had his head lowered and reached out to grab his fist.
Under his puzzled gaze.
Jiang Chuan slowly raised his head.
At this moment, his entire person changed.
His pitch-black hair drooped down, and deep in his eyes, there were green flames dancing.
The green lotus mark on the back of his hand became even more enchanting and green.
"You…"
Tuoba Rong felt the power coming from Jiang Chuan's five fingers and his expression could not help but change slightly.
She wanted to pull her arm back.
However, she realized that Jiang Chuan's hand was like an iron clamp cast from steel, biting her fist tightly.
No matter how hard he tried, it didn't move at all.
"You've been fighting for so long. Now, it's my turn!”
Jiang Chuan's expression was terrifyingly calm, and there was no emotion in his eyes.
As he looked at Jiang Chuan, an indescribable fear spread from the bottom of Tuoba Rong's heart.
"You!"!”
Boom!
Before she could say anything, Jiang Chuan's fist blocked her mouth.
An unstoppable force smashed into Tuoba Rong's head.
It directly smashed his entire body up from the ground, sending him flying backward and landing heavily on the ground.
This punch was too swift and violent, and it was beyond his expectations.
Tuoba Rong could not react in time and was smashed until he saw stars.
"Jiang Chuan! You!"
His mind went blank for a moment, and Tuoba Rong, who had just regained his senses, was about to get up.
In front of him, Jiang Chuan jumped and followed him with an indifferent expression. He lowered his head and looked at him.
Boom!
Jiang Chuan lifted his leg and stomped on Tuoba Rong's head.
Buzz!
Just as that foot occupied all of Taba Rong's uses and was about to step on his face…
Dense runes shone on his body.
In an instant, several spiritual energy shields of different colors blocked in front of the foot.
These were all defensive Dharma treasures and protective spell techniques bestowed to him by the Galaxy Dao Sect.
When he faced a fatal crisis, he would automatically appear to protect his master.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
After that.
The layers of protective shields stacked together.
Like fragile glass, Jiang Chuan's foot shattered all of them!
Bang!
An earth-shattering explosion!
Jiang Chuan directly stomped Tuoba Rong's head into the ground.
In an instant, everything was reversed.
On the ground, Tuoba Rong's body was bleeding crazily as he kept twitching on the ground.
Jiang Chuan saw that the strength under his feet had been reduced by more than half by those spells and defensive magical treasures. He actually did not successfully stomp the other party to death.
The coldness in his eyes grew stronger.
He stretched out his five fingers and grabbed Tuoba Rong's head, which was covered in blood, and brought it before his eyes.
"You…deserve to die."
Jiang Chuan said softly.
The fingers that were on Tuoba Rong's head immediately began to gradually clench.
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