I'm a body cultivator, so it's normal for me to destroy a star with one punch, right?

Chapter 97 The Black-Robed War God Feng Shaoyu!
"Ding!"

"You have killed a martial artist. Strength increased by 60 kg!"

"Ding!"

"You have killed a martial artist. Strength increased by 50 kg!"

"Ding……"

A series of system notifications rang in my mind.

Apart from "Qin Jiuxiao", the remaining members of the Heavenly Demon Sect had varying levels of cultivation, with most being at the fourth or fifth rank, and almost all of them had improved their cultivation through secret techniques and pills.

Such people are generally weaker than those of the same level.

It may be weak, but it is not.

There were over thirty fourth and fifth-rank soldiers, including three sixth-rank soldiers, all unleashing the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique. The scene was quite terrifying!
this moment.

Everyone became nervous.

Even Chen Jingzhou's gaze sharpened!
His fingers, which were behind his back, twitched slightly, and a few wisps of sword energy danced at his fingertips.

Liu Feng is quite direct.

He carried a large sword, his body radiating sword intent, his eyes fixed on Jiang He. If Jiang He were to be in even the slightest danger, he would immediately rush over with his sword!
And rivers...

After killing four black-robed members of the Heavenly Demon Sect with three slashes, Jiang He's eyes were red, and he appeared even more furious!

Beast tide...

Ran!

It only takes a moment.

The beast tide had already disappeared into the mountains and forests ahead, vanishing from the river's sight, leaving only the dust it kicked up as it ran and the commotion that shook the mountains and fields!
puff!

Jiang He killed a black-robed member of the Heavenly Demon Sect with a single blow, then tried to break through to chase the beast tide.

However, the remaining black-robed members of the Heavenly Demon Sect were fearless and surrounded him.

"For the glory of the Holy Church..."

A black-robed cultist shouted as he ripped off his black robe.

Beneath the black robe...

He was found to have several bundles of explosives strapped to his body!

"My darn thing!"

Jiang He clenched his left fist and unleashed a powerful "Great Sage Fist" that sent him flying. He exploded in mid-air with a "bang," turning into a dazzling firework!

"Ding!"

"You have killed a martial artist. Strength increased by 50 kg!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

"You beasts, you're absolutely infuriating!"

Enraged, Jiang He roared, slashing his battle blade and sending three more black-robed cultists flying. He yelled, "Damn the Heavenly Demon Cult, a bunch of dogs!"

"I, Feng Shaoyu, swear that I will never let you get along, that we will never share the same sky!"

"One day, I'll drag out your damn Holy Lord and smash his dog head in!"

"Be bold!"

"How dare you insult the Holy Lord?"

"kill!"

"kill him!"

"The blazing sacred fire consumes my broken body; what joy is there in living, what sorrow in dying..."

The remaining black-robed members of the Heavenly Demon Cult seemed to have gone mad!
They had already unleashed the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique, burning their true energy and potential. At this moment, a raging flame rose from their bodies, and their already violent aura surged even more out of nowhere!
A sinister and eerie demonic aura rose from behind them!

Jiang He even discovered that these black-robed members of the Heavenly Demon Cult were shooting out strange demonic light from their eyes!
"crazy!"

"These people are all crazy!"

Jiang He was startled.

The Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique is an explosive secret technique.

Even if the burst exceeds the limit and damages one's own foundation, it is generally not fatal as long as it is dealt with in time!
But at this moment.

When these black-robed followers of the Heavenly Demon Sect unleashed the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique, they also used some kind of secret technique, which must have come at the cost of burning their own life force and flesh!

Their aura has been greatly enhanced!

However, his life force was rapidly declining!
Jiang He slashed out with a single stroke.

Zheng!
A sixth-rank black-robed cultist, his body engulfed in flames, actually withstood Jiang He's attack.

Clearly, this secret technique of burning himself greatly increased his strength. After taking a blow from Jiang He, he still had the strength to counterattack and slash at Jiang He with another sword.

Jiang He drew his sword and blocked the attack.

Feeling the terrifying force emanating from the blade, he couldn't help but think, "This strike has an explosive force of at least 10 kilograms, which is much stronger than that of an ordinary peak sixth-grade blade."

"If I only unleash the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique without using the Great Sage Fist, my explosive power would only be about 3 kilograms, or 30 tons, stronger than his..."

Jiang He unleashed a powerful punch, instantly obliterating the sixth-rank black-robed cultist.

"Ding!"

"You have killed a martial artist. Strength increased by 60 kg!"

With a backhand thrust of his sword, he killed another fifth-rank black-robed disciple. In less than five minutes, Jiang He had reduced the thirty-odd black-robed disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect to a single sixth-rank disciple!
The death of a companion.

This did not frighten the sixth-rank official in black robes.

His weapon had been knocked away by the river, and he charged forward, swinging his fists like a madman.

boom!
Jiang He did not dodge or defend himself, letting the punch land on his chest.

Click!

The sound of bones breaking came from inside.

The punch, which unleashed a force of nearly 10 kilograms, not only failed to injure Jiang He, but instead shattered the arm of the black-robed sixth-rank official.

Jiang He slapped him to the ground and asked, "You also have yellow skin, black hair, and speak the language of Great Xia, which means you were once a Great Xia person. I can understand if you joined the Heavenly Demon Sect for certain benefits or were misled... but is it worth it to die for your so-called Holy Lord?"

"The blazing sacred fire burns my broken body; what joy is there in living, what bitterness in dying!"

Blood trickled from the black-robed cultist's mouth and nose as he coldly laughed, "Death is the beginning of life. When the glory of the Holy Church spreads throughout Great Xia, He will emerge from nothingness. We will be bathed in His divine light and resurrected from death, reaching the shore of eternal life!"

Say it.

His head tilted to the side.

died!

There was even a proud smile on his face!

The flames engulfing his body quickly reduced it to ashes.

"Ding!" "You have killed a martial artist. Strength increased by 60kg!"

Of the more than thirty black-robed members of the Heavenly Demon Sect, apart from the few he killed in the early stages, the rest were reduced to ashes by the flames of his own secret technique after death, leaving no trace of their bodies.

Jiang He looked up and glanced into the distance.

The beast tide has long since vanished.

After they disappeared into the forest, they scattered and fled into the depths of the wilderness, so there was no need to continue the pursuit.

"We'll find another opportunity later to gather all these ferocious beasts together and have a good time farming them all at once!"

A thought flashed through my mind.

Jiang He put away the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique.

The blood flames around his body dissipated.

He looked at the pile of ashes on the ground, and the words of the black-robed cultist came to mind.

"When the glory of the Holy Church spreads throughout Great Xia, will it emerge from nothingness?"

Who is he?
Is he the Holy Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect... or the entity behind the Heavenly Demon Sect?

As for things like being bathed in divine light, being resurrected from the dead, and reaching the other side of eternal life, Jiang He didn't care at all... These people who engage in evil and crooked practices like to deceive people like this.

Pick up the weapons left behind by the black-robed members of the Heavenly Demon Cult.

Jianghe then turned his head and looked at another battlefield.

Chen Jingzhou's appearance made the Crimson Flame Purple Gold Scorpion King feel a great sense of crisis.

It began to retreat into the depths of the wilderness, its eight legs moving in unison at an absurdly fast speed.

"Want to go?"

Zhuo Bufan sneered and chased after him with his knife in hand: "Did you ask my knife first?"

He was injured, his battle clothes were tattered, and he no longer had the same dashing demeanor as when he first descended from the sky and stood alone with his sword in front of the beast tide. However, the sword intent on his body became more and more solid!
He pursued relentlessly, and together with the Crimson Flame Purple Gold Scorpion King, they plunged into the depths of the wilderness.

Flames surged around the Crimson Flame Purple Gold Scorpion King, which spoke in a human voice and roared, "Zhuo Bufan... do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

"Ha ha!"

Zhuo Bufan laughed loudly: "I know you are afraid of Chen Jingzhou, but you don't need to be afraid. You are my whetstone... In today's battle between you and me, no one will interfere. If I die, you may leave. I guarantee that no one will stop you!"

"If you keep running away... then don't blame me for calling Old Chen to kill you together!"

The man and the scorpion fought and moved at the same time, and soon entered the depths of the wilderness.

"Director Chen, aren't you going to provide support?"

Seeing this, Liu Feng asked.

Chen Jingzhou shook his head and smiled, "Zhuo Bufan's swordsmanship is too strong, making it difficult for him to break through the bottleneck and enter the realm of martial arts mastery. He needs real life-and-death trials. If I go, the Crimson Flame Purple Gold Scorpion King will sense my aura and be wary."

"Zhuo Bufan sensed my presence, but he was also unable to truly comprehend the feeling of being in dire straits!"

Liu Feng asked in surprise, "Isn't it easy to understand the feeling of being in a desperate situation? There are plenty of king-level ferocious beasts in the deep mountains and forests of our Great Xia... For example, why doesn't Zhuo Bufan challenge that leopard king deep in the Guanshan Mountains?"

Chen Jingzhou was speechless.

"Zhuo Bufan wanted to use this desperate situation to unleash his potential, break through the shackles, and step into the realm of martial arts prowess, not to throw his life away..."

talking.

He rose up from the ground.

With a whoosh, it transformed into a streak of sword light and flew towards the depths of the wilderness.

Liu Feng shouted, "Director Chen, didn't you say you weren't going?"

Chen Jingzhou transmitted his voice and said, "I'll just tell them not to sense my aura... The beast tide has just receded, and there's a lot to do. You should clean up the battlefield as soon as possible and compile a list of the dead and wounded warriors."

"Moreover, this battle is not as simple as it seems on the surface... Our spies within the Heavenly Demon Sect have successfully infiltrated the upper echelons. They have sent back some information, indicating that there are some experts in the Heavenly Demon Sect who need to be eliminated by us!"

Chen Jingzhou's feigned weakness was not simply to kill a sixth elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect; he had a plan, but Liu Feng was unaware of it.

He cursed and summoned Zhou Tong and Secretary Hei, giving them Chen Jingzhou's instructions. Then, he looked at Jiang He...

Can……

Where are the rivers and streams now on the battlefield?
The river has already flowed away.

They ran for seven or eight miles, almost back to Wucheng.

Without him.

How can I face anyone with this dark expression on my face?

He ran all the way to the city gate.

Jiang He saw a huge crowd at the entrance to the power grid and his heart skipped a beat. He realized that the people of the city had spontaneously come out of the city to welcome the triumphant warriors!
even.

The river can be seen in the distance...

On the large screen at the city gate, I saw my own image.

heaven.

A drone was actually following him and filming him.

Hey!
My face is so black it looks like charcoal, how did I end up on TV?
If I become invincible in the future, won't I become a laughing stock?
Cursing under his breath, Jiang He bent down to pick up a pebble, preparing to shoot the drone to death and then slip away, when...

In the crowd at the city gate, a man holding a megaphone screamed, "Feng Shaoyu... everyone look, it's Feng Shaoyu! I absolutely cannot mistake his dark face and black robe!"

"Black-faced War God!"

Someone in the crowd shouted out.

then……

The man holding the megaphone roared, "Shut up... What the hell is 'black face'? He should be called the Black-Robed War God!"

then.

Then came a deafening roar—

"The Black-Robed God of War!"

"Feng Shaoyu!!!"

Anning Mental Health Rehabilitation Center, second floor of the inpatient department.

After seeing this scene on TV, Chen Yu clenched his fists and shouted excitedly—

"Black-faced War God Feng Shaoyu!!!"

Look back.

He gripped Feng Shaoyu's hand tightly, tears welling in his eyes, and said, "Dr. Feng, from today onwards, you are my idol. I'd be willing to give up my medicine and eat shit, let alone make sure you take your medicine on time!"

Feng Shaoyu: "???"

That's not me!!!
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