Peerless God of Cultivation

92 What About Afterlife?

The three masters whose arms were broken were immediately killed by Chen Han who counterattacked. The peerless powerhouses who were worshipped by thousands of people in the martial artist world were as fragile as a candle in the wind.

Reaching out and grabbing the fourth master Tianling, he crushed the skull with a little force, letting the corpse slump to the ground, he smiled and looked at the only two remaining people: “I’m sorry for disappointing you, if you want to blame Ouyang Ying Hong, he is the one who sent you to a dead end, don’t let him go after being a ghost, hehe...”

“Don’t...don’t come here, you don’t come here...”

“Master Ouyang!”

The head of the Divine Sword Sect with the strongest cultivation base ran towards the door like Fei also, screaming with a heart-breaking voice: “I don’t want anything, let me out, let me out... help!”

As a second-tier force on the same level as the Star Picking Sword Sect, he did not know the real world of self-cultivation, but he had seen the ability to go beyond the limits of martial arts.

Those seniors from the division have reached the Jindan stage, and their true qi has also been transformed into true essence. Unfortunately, they do not understand the method of self-cultivation. In addition to the most basic short-range sword-wielding attack, even the spiritual consciousness, sword-wielding flight, and the five elements The basic comprehension methods such as spells do not understand.

His superficial knowledge made him ignorant of many things, and even the elders who were cultivators would attack with real energy.

Without the real essence body protection, a sword can split the body in half.

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Without real yuan attack, the power of fists and feet is less than ten tons.

However, this guy in front of him who doesn’t even have the slightest bit of true qi, the pure physical strength is stronger than the true qi of the late peerless warrior, and the physical body is enough to compete with the magic weapon controlled by the peerless late stage powerhouse. Is this still a normal human being?

When four of the five people in the group died, and all of them were violently killed, his last psychological line of defense completely collapsed.

What about the afterlife?

At the same time, he fought against six people and joined forces, and the other party killed four people as if they were searching for something.

Boom!

There was a loud noise behind him. The great elder from the Water-Breaking Sword Sect, who had the peak strength in the middle stage of the peerless and could break through to the late stage of the peerless at any time, was crushed by Chen Han’s foot.

The head of the Divine Sword Sect slapped the door of the detention room with all his might, and every time he slapped on it, a talisman with magical colors loomed, then dimmed and disappeared. The door made of solid wood, under the blessing of the Nascent Soul master’s formation, is not something he can destroy at all.

Dong... Dong... Dong...

Chen Han walked slowly step by step, the sound of his footsteps was loud, as if stepping on the other’s heart.

The head of the Divine Sword Sect, whose eyes were full of begging and despair, a puddle of yellow liquid leaked out from his trousers. Just when Chen Han was only one meter away from him, he suddenly threw his sword in a frenzied manner. You can see from his eyes that this guy was scared crazy.

The attack is completely out of order, and the actual combat power is not comparable to that of the late masters. Chen Han’s leisurely finger pierced his heart, gestured to the camera with a middle finger, and laughed: “Ouyang Yinghong, if you want me to die, I will die. Spend more money and send these useless wastes to death, if you don’t feel ashamed, I will blush for you, haha...”

Ouyang Yinghong, who was standing in front of the big screen, blushed for a while, and then murmured to himself, “How could it be possible... He is also a martial artist, how can his combat power be so strong? What kind of heart has he cultivated? Fa? How can the body be so strong? Damn bastard!”

Pong!

He smashed the screen with a punch, and shouted loudly: “Go! Call those second-rate sect monks over here, I must let him die! Let him die!!”

The master of the Yuanying period around him did not change his expression, and said lightly, “Yinghong, your temperament is very bad for cultivation, the kind of person who surpasses the extreme of martial arts, even if he is half a cultivator, do you think Huangfu Rong will let you do it? Are they going in? Don’t forget, there was an agreement before.”

“Can’t go in? Can’t go in...”

Ouyang Yinghong was about to go insane with murderous aura, and said word by word: “He’s injured, isn’t he? Find someone! Get all the peerless warriors from the second-tier forces, I don’t believe he can hold on. Ten days, He definitely won’t be able to last for ten days, he’ll be exhausted to death!”

In the detention room, Chen Han smeared an ointment that was given to him by Duanmu Ting, belonging to a martial artist to treat trauma, and then played the game of throwing clothes.

He knew that killing this group of masters would only make Ouyang Yinghong more angry, and more stronger warriors would appear in the future.

The head of the Divine Sword Sect has just broken through to the late peerless stage. If his strength is a little higher and reaches the peak of the peerless late stage, then there is another weapon powerful enough to break through the body blessed by the immortal seal. There are more than a dozen such masters, and even with his current strength, it is difficult to take advantage of it, and he may even die due to the loss of blood from too many wounds.

As expected, at noon the next day another batch of eleven people in ‘public security detention’ was sent to the detention room where Chen Han was...