Peerless God of Cultivation

106 You Want To Die? So Be It.

The golden light in the sky seemed to destroy everything. The more than 200 handles did not come from the hands of real cultivators. The low-quality treasures were turned into powder on the spot.

More than 200 strong men who have broken through the limits of martial arts joined forces. Although they were not as good as real cultivators in the early stages of Jindan in many aspects, the total amount of energy they exuded was still astonishingly strong, enough to instantly obliterate ordinary cultivators in the early stages of Nascent Soul.

However, the seemingly huge but insufficiently condensed True Essence, together with the magic weapon, was easily torn apart, causing the spear shadows to stop for less than one hundredth of a second and dimmed by less than 20%.

When a burly man with a height of nearly two meters stood in front of Chen Han with a golden spear, all the top powerhouses of the thirty-seven second-tier forces had disappeared from this world.

Everyone has the exact same injuries. They were pierced by the shadow of the spear that fell from the sky. Even if the angels came into this world at this time, it was impossible to save the masters. Their souls had been crushed.

The golden spear turned into a streamer and hid between the man’s eyebrows. At this time, Chen Han could see his face clearly.

He looked like he was in his early thirties. He was very tall and his muscles were swollen, standing there like a big mountain. The word handsome had nothing to do with him, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, he was a very hard and wild man, and he was also the favorite type for young wild women. His whole body exuded a surging sense of power.

Didn’t it mean that this world was restricted by the rules of heaven and earth, and the strongest was only the late Nascent Soul’s strength?

However, judging from the aura of true essence that dissipated in the blow just now, and the result of killing more than 200 strong men in one second, he definitely possessed the combat power of the late Nascent Soul. After all, there were more than 200 masters who were close to the initial stage of Jindan. Even if the cultivators in the late Nascent Soul could be easily killed, they could not be killed in seconds.

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Chen Han supported Zhou Mengmeng, who was unconscious and leaning on his shoulder, put his hand around her shoulder, and cupped his hand: “Thank you, senior, for saving me.”

“Save you?” The big man curled his lips and said coldly: “I don’t have that spare time. If it wasn’t for Ziyan, the grinding girl, kneeling for eight days and eight nights asking me to recruit you to join Tianlong, do you think I would come for you? There’s no way. You see, Laozi owe the Huangfu family a favor, so she brought the little old Huangfu’s patriarchal talisman and asked me to return the favor, otherwise even if you kneel to death, I wouldn’t care if you live or die.”

The Huangfu family the mighty cultivator was talking about must be that of Huangfu Yingqi, the current patriarch of the Huangfu family. As for the patriarchal talisman in Huangfu Ziyan’s hands, it was almost certainly stolen or of some deceit somehow.

This little girl was by no means unruly and willful. She had guessed it from the very beginning, even if Huangfu Rong stayed by Chen Han’s side, Ouyang Ying Hong’s status and power was enough to kill Chen Han.

Therefore, when Huangfu Rong was by his side, she disappeared inexplicably, and it turned out that she was going to pave a way for herself. A person who could kill more than 200 strong people in one second, the favor he owed the Huangfu family was by no means simple.

Eight days and eight nights!

In order to keep him alive, Huangfu Ziyan not only returned a very heavy favor, but also begged for him for eight days and eight nights. How should this favor be repaid?

Taking a deep breath, Chen Han quickly asked, “Senior, where is Ziyan? I want to see her.”

“Gone.” The big man waved his hand, and a soft force wrapped the unconscious Zhou Mengmeng in the air and sent him into the BMW 740. He said coldly: “Since I promised that little girl, I will let you join Tianlong, even if I look down on you. That girl has come a long time ago, with Lao Tzu, do you know how much she has done for you? Look at you, you even hooked up with other women here, do you think she will stay?”

“I don’t... Zhou Mengmeng and I are just classmates, and it has nothing to do with any serious relationship.” Chen Han quickly defended himself, his heart was already hurt by what the little girl did for him.

“I don’t care if you have anything to do with her, come with me!”

“I’m going to see Ziyan!”

“In Tianlong, there is only obedience, the weak obey the strong, the subordinates obey the upper peak, or they will be executed for disobedience. Do you want to be killed by Lao Tzu as soon as you join the sect?”

“What of uncle Lao Tzu?”

“Uncle Laozi is in the realm of self-cultivation, you can go to him if you can!”

The burly man gave Chen Han a cold look, picked him up like he was grabbing a chicken, and disappeared in a flash, his feet turned into a golden spear that was more than five feet long, and broke through the air at a terrifying high speed that exceeded four times the speed of sound.

After Chen Han was forcibly taken away, a purple figure appeared on the bloody battlefield and floated to the side of the BMW 740. It turned out to be Huangfu Ziyan, who the burly man said had already left.

She kept mumbling and cursing something under her breath. She stared at the unconscious Zhou Mengmeng for a long time, her mouth was so small that she could hang a soy sauce bottle, and she scolded fiercely: “Damn Chen Han! If I had known about this young lady, I would have let you die. Now, you hooked up with another woman so quickly, is she prettier than me? Humph! Go to hell...go to hell...”

In the blink of an eye, the sports car that she slashed with her fists and the flying sword became riddled with holes.

Probably the anger in her heart subsided a lot, she put away the flying sword and let out a long sigh of relief, stretched her waist and muttered to herself. “That satyr is still a little conscientious, and he said that he wanted to see me before he left, so I will forgive him this time. Hmm... But it’s very dangerous to enter the Tianlong. Fortunately, Ouyang Yinghong didn’t dare to make trouble, or else the big pervert would still be dead?”

After she also left the scene, the police who had been waiting for a long time, received the order, and arrived at the scene with their alarm blaring. However, they were scared to death by the corpses all over the floor...