Chapter 205: Ming Yaozi's Defeat
A dozen miles away.
Crash—
Man Shenzi crawled out from the collapsed stone mortar. He was in a miserable state, bent over and coughing up blood, seriously injured. He looked at Chu Xiu, both shocked and angry.
He knew there was a big gap between him and Chu Xiu, but he never thought it would be so vast...
Chu Xiu had easily killed Tushan Qingxuan.
Ming Yaozi was unable to stop him; his eyes turned cold, his hair fluttered wildly, and his aura rose steadily. He raised his hand and waved it, sending countless green rays of light that merged into a waterfall across the sky, shaking the void.
The green waterfall hung straight into the sky, overwhelming Chu Xiu. The waterfall spanned thousands of miles, affecting an area several miles in radius. Those strands of green light were like sharp weapons; if hit head-on, even the strongest body would be injured.
The spectators changed color and flew away.
Chu Xiu, with the Three Lives Stele on his shoulder, looked up at the sky with a calm expression. He crouched low, legs bent. Just when everyone thought he was going to use his ghostly body skills to dodge, with a loud bang, the ground trembled, and a pit several thousand meters long burst open. He jumped up and rushed towards the extremely terrifying green light waterfall.
"Hiss—"
"He's crazy."
"With Brother Chu's speed, he should be able to dodge this move," Ye Fan said with a look of horror on his face and took a breath of cold air.
Bai Su Su shook her head. "Ming Yaozi's move is one of the secret techniques of the Snow Qing Emperor Scripture, Qinglian·Ten Thousand Immortal Lights."
"It's very scary. If you don't kill the opponent, the immortal light won't stop at all."
"Unless you can break it, it will never stop," added Yao Chi Saint in a soft tone. As soon as she finished speaking, a sword chant shocked the world.
Everyone was shocked and looked at the black-robed young man in the air, holding the Sansheng Stone Tablet. Chu Xiu's body was burning with holy flames, his eyes full of golden light, like a god of war descending to earth. Using the Sansheng Stone Tablet as a sword and integrating the human emperor fist meaning and the Tiansha sword meaning, he created the Wanshi Jiexiu sword tactic. The power was world-shaking and could break all laws. A sword slashed out, and his figure spanned thousands of miles, his long hair fluttered. Behind him, the Qingguang waterfall, several miles wide and thousands of miles long, was cut open from the middle by his sword.
Boom— the waterfall exploded, turning into dots of green light, and a green light rain fell for a thousand miles, beautiful and gorgeous. The secret technique was forcibly cracked.
Ming Yaozi's face turned pale. Without any hesitation, he held the sky with both hands and used the secret technique he had comprehended in the second level challenge space—Zhenwu·Holding the Mountain. Chu Xiu's figure flashed, and the speed of the Xingzi Secret was unparalleled in the world. He rushed forward, wanting to defeat Ming Yaozi with absolute strength.
Ming Yaozi predicted Chu Xiu's movement trajectory in advance. He just got close, the shadow of the mountain above his head pressed down with a bang. Chu Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly, waved the stone tablet, and smashed the mountain. Ming Yaozi took the opportunity to retreat, pulling away by several miles. The skin and flesh at the vertical mark between his eyebrows squirmed, and the next moment, it suddenly stretched to both sides, revealing blood-colored vertical pupils without irises, resembling a sea of blood.
Even without looking directly at it, the hair on the necks of the spectators couldn't help but stand up. They felt like they were being stared at by a terrifying monster. It was very scary. The blood-colored vertical pupils turned left and right, finally locking onto Chu Xiu. Chu Xiu frowned, feeling an inexplicable disgust. He actually hated an eye, which was incredible.
He grabbed the stone tablet, over ten meters long, while dense golden patterns formed under his feet.
He disappeared instantly.
Woohoo—
The stone tablet sliced through the air, aiming straight for his head. Ming Yaozi did not dodge or evade; instead, he held his hands up to the sky. Black vine patterns emerged from the blood pupil between his eyebrows, spreading across his forehead.
Boom—
White gas exploded outward in waves, impacting the surrounding dozens of miles. The ground under Ming Yaozi's feet shattered and sank, flinging mud and rocks into the air. Yet, he remained unmoved and unharmed.
He raised his right fist and delivered a punch towards Chu Xiu. It seemed ordinary, but it was laden with lethal intent.
Chu Xiu smiled calmly. "You are in a very bad state now, yet very strong."
"You actually dare to engage me with your physical body."
Behind him, a shadow appeared, depicting Chu Xiu wearing the robe of an emperor and a crown. The emperor struck with his fist.
Fist met fist.
Boom—
Another explosion of gas erupted, sending soil flying. The earth itself shattered, plates squeezed together, and rivers changed their courses.
Ming Yaozi's mouth bled as he was forced back thousands of meters.
Chu Xiu remained stationary, his robes fluttering, having not moved an inch.
He exclaimed, "Sure enough, you are very strong in this state, and your physical body is more than ten times stronger."
"You fought hard with me, and it was just a shock to your internal organs..."
"If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid they would have become a bloody firework."
Ming Yaozi's eyes showed a trace of blood. He was horrified.
In his mind, he questioned, "Didn't you say that in the blood pupil state, my physical strength would not be worse than that of the minor saint body?"
A hoarse and old voice replied, "There's something wrong with this man's ancient holy body... He is much stronger than I remembered."
"Don't fight him with your physical body; you are no match for him."
Ming Yaozi frowned, "His imperial fist has the power to break laws. My magical skills are also completely suppressed."