The Great Martial Saint!

Chapter 703 The Battle at its Peak, Five Killing Fists (Seeking monthly votes at the beginning of the month~)

Inside the stone hall, the aura vibrated, and bloodlust surged.

Shock was written all over everyone's faces, and their eyes were filled with deep horror.

Ten Thousand Demons Blood Demon, Ten Thousand Demons Giant Hand!
Even a madman can do that?

Hua Hua Hua~
Bloodlust surged and roared, and a gigantic hand of ten thousand demons appeared in front of Chen Ping'an.

His palms were covered with myriad demonic patterns, surging with immense power.

"The Body Forging Technique of Ten Thousand Demons!"

The Demon Lord was horrified, recognizing the technique Chen Ping'an was using immediately.

"how is this possible?"

The Ten Thousand Demons Body Forging Technique is one of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect's most treasured techniques and is never passed on to outsiders. How could Mang Dao possibly know it?
Furthermore, even though it's rumored that the conditions for cultivating the Myriad Demons Body Forging Technique are extremely demanding, the slightest mistake can lead to demonic possession and eternal damnation. It requires a unique cultivation method and Blood Fiend Crystals to assist in its cultivation.

Even if others cultivate, it is extremely difficult to reach a high level without the key factors.

But Mang Dao not only knows how to use it, but judging from his technique, he has probably reached an extremely high level of skill.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Two enormous hands collided and jolted in mid-air, triggering a series of chain reactions.

The blood-red aura surged and roared like a tidal wave, with endless malevolent energy spreading throughout, sending chills down one's spine.

Two enormous hands, one driven by spiritual essence and the other outlined by divine soul power, met and fought to a standstill.

"How can it be so pure!?"

The Demon Lord's face was grim.

Although Chen Ping'an, the valiant swordsman, is driven by spirituality, his spirituality is purer than imagined.

Such a foundation
Is it possible?
A myriad of thoughts surged through the mind of the Demon Lord.

But now is clearly not the time to think about this problem. His blood-red robe billowed, with a strange luster surging around him. His bright red hair, as vivid as blood, surged with bursts of bloodthirsty energy, moving in unison and transforming into invisible sound waves that swept away the enemy.

Ten Thousand Demons Devour Souls!

Boom——

The waves surged, an invisible force rippling through the air in an instant.

"Not good—" The White Bone Prince's face turned pale as he reacted instantly. At this moment, he could no longer hide his strength; his entire body was covered in white bones, and in an instant, he transformed into a skeleton.

In the distance, the withered old man with countless vines spread out, layer upon layer, trying to offset the impact of the sound waves.

Such killing has an extremely corrosive effect on spirituality; the slightest carelessness can lead to death and the dissipation of one's spiritual essence.

Seeing the space tremble so violently that it was almost boiling, the Devouring Demon Old Monster felt his scalp tingle and a chill run down his spine.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer.

Although he was no ordinary person, he also felt the terror of life and death at this moment.

Having already suffered from the previous shocks, he is now facing a series of setbacks, and his condition is far beyond half of his peak.

Faced with the Demon Lord's madness, Chen Ping'an's eyes remained devoid of any emotion.

Anger is synonymous with incompetence.

Anger only arises when faced with things beyond our control.

This fierce battle was entirely within his calculations.

From the very beginning, his target was the skeletal elder of the Ten Thousand Demons Cult.

Of the three, the old skeleton was the weakest and the easiest to deal with.

He took the initiative and did not go towards the stone pillar, which set the stage for this event.

Starting with the Azure Flame Four Directions Command Flag, a confinement field is set up to trap the enemy.

The enemy they were trapped against was, of course, the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons.

He launched his attack, and the leader of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect naturally wouldn't sit idly by. This alone was enough to provoke the Ten Thousand Demons Sect to take action.

But when faced with the attacks of the Demon Lord, he mainly focused on evasion, and his target remained the same from beginning to end.

And just as he predicted, he managed to tie down the attention of the Demon Lord and the Skeleton Elder. Blood Nightmare Luo, however, wasn't so kind as to join forces with the two against him.

Blood Nightmare made the most correct choice in line with his interests: to go straight for the central stone pillar and seize the opportunity and spiritual treasure.

This point naturally aroused the vigilance of the Demon Lord.

Mang Dao can kill at any time, but opportunities and spiritual treasures must never fall into the hands of Xue Yanluo.

If he were to fall into the hands of Blood Nightmare Luo, then such an opportunity would be out of his reach.

Therefore, Xueyanluo's move will inevitably attract the obstruction of the Ten Thousand Demons Cult Leader.

This point is meant to lure the enemy!

Trapping the enemy, attacking the weak, and luring the enemy are all for the purpose of killing them!
And indeed, Chen Ping'an's judgment proved correct.

He launched a sudden attack, employing a series of methods to kill the skeleton elder in one fell swoop.

The speed of their rise was beyond even the imagination of the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons.

Clearly, he never expected that Chen Ping'an could kill a pseudo-celestial being so quickly.

Even if this pseudo-celestial being's combat power is at the bottom level among pseudo-celestial beings.

Although the skeletal old man was a pseudo-celestial being, his combat strength was far inferior to that of the likes of the Ten Thousand Demons Cult Master, and even to Leng Ding Qing Fan back then.

Based on Chen Ping'an's deduction, this skeletal old man was probably not a pseudo-celestial being who had advanced through normal channels. In his view, his combat strength and methods were pitifully weak.

This point was crucial, allowing Chen Ping'an's plan to be perfectly realized.

In essence, his plan was extremely simple, but the core point was solid strength.

Even if the plan goes off track and deviates from its course, he can handle it calmly.

When he suddenly attacked, he ensured that his plan would fail and that he would be targeted by a group of people.

Since he has chosen to take action, he is not afraid of being targeted!
Boom——

The sonic waves annihilate, and countless demons devour souls.

Chen Ping'an's eyes were calm, and his brows shone brightly.

Boom!
His entire body trembled, and the image of Vajra emerged. Following closely behind was the Dragon-Elephant Overlord Body, and then the surging bloodlust.

Wow~
The bloodlust surged like waves, weakening the impact of the sonic waves.

Whoosh!
"Secret Technique: Illusory Clouds and Smoke!"

In an instant, Chen Ping'an's figure changed, transforming into more than a dozen figures, and attacked the leader of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.

hum~
He reached out and the Heavenly Meteor Frost Blade landed in his hand.

"Overlord Blade, Overlord Heaven Slash!"

A dark, flowing light flashed, and a blade of light appeared out of thin air, seemingly about to cleave the heavens and the earth.

Unlike his previous restraints, Chen Ping'an unleashed an ultimate strike this time.

The Demon Lord sneered, "Blood Curse!"

hum~
Crimson patterns appeared, swirling and changing. The earth-shattering, domineering slash vanished completely the moment it touched the crimson patterns.

"Little tricks!"

The Demon Lord smiled proudly.

However, his arrogance didn't last long before his expression changed.

"Damn it!"

He raised one hand, and a beam of blood-red light shot out.

With a flick of his sleeve, Xueyanluo pierced through the blood-red light emanating from the Demon Lord.

At this moment, resisting the invisible suction of the Bloodthirsty Demon Jar, he had already appeared near the stone pillar.

"This opportunity is mine!"

Blood Nightmare Luo looked delighted and clapped his hands together, striking the stone pillar.

This stone pillar is a sealed relic containing spiritual energy, resisting the passage of time.

"Blood Nightmare Luo, you're courting death!"

The Demon Lord's shrill cry rang out, its turbulent energy containing a spiritual killing intent.

At the same time, he sped away, rapidly approaching Blood Nightmare Luo.

"roll!"

Blood Nightmare's eyes turned sinister as he roared.

Boom boom boom!
The aura surged and roared, creating a tremendous impact that even caused the stone palace to tremble.

Bang!
During the fight, the gray-black magic jar above the stone hall suddenly crashed down.

Blood Nightmare Luo couldn't dodge in time and was actually sent flying.

In the midst of the swift movement, a corner of his robe was lifted, revealing stark white bones.

"Blood Nightmare Luo, you really haven't recovered yet!" The Demon Lord's face was contorted with rage as he laughed loudly.

Although they were both powerful pseudo-celestial beings, Xue Yanluo's combat strength was undoubtedly superior to his, already comparable to a top-tier pseudo-celestial being. Under normal circumstances, even if he used the Blood Devouring Demon Jar, he wouldn't be able to defeat Xue Yanluo.

but now
The facts have already provided the answer.

Blood Nightmare Luo didn't speak; Blood Moon Scythe answered him instead.

A chilling, eerie atmosphere permeated the space, gleaming with an sinister glow.

The Demon Lord remained calm and composed.

Bang bang bang.
In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged countless blows.

Whoosh!
A streak of blood-red light shot out, which Chen Ping'an shattered with a single punch. Clearly, the two weren't giving him a chance to sit back and watch the show.

No one is a fool, and no one will let him sit here and watch the show with ease.

In such a chaotic battle, there can only be one victor! And there can only be one.

"This is really troublesome," Chen Ping'an said with a calm smile.

The next moment, his figure shot up.

"I told you, why are you forcing me!"

Rumble~
Like raging waves, the shadow of fists appears.

Seven Killing Heavenly Fist, Second Kill, Wrathful Kill—

The raging waves crashed!
The punches were violent, like surging waves, one after another, without end.

"Go away!"

The Demon Lord was enraged, his crimson eyes blazing with boundless killing intent.

His blood-red robe billowed as he pointed a finger at the fist shadow in mid-air.

Bloodthirsty Finger!
At the same time, his blood-red aura surged and pressed towards Chen Ping'an in mid-air.

Whoosh!
Chen Ping'an's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

The Azure Flame Command Flags of the Four Directions are the third type of divine ability, allowing for directional maneuvering.

"Where is he?" The Demon Lord was about to devour someone when, in an instant, Chen Ping'an's aura vanished from his senses.

"here!"

The Demon Lord's bloodlust surged as he sensed an aura, a sinister sneer on his face: "Got you!"

In mid-air, the gray-black magic jar swirled, stirring up an invisible suction force that pulled it toward one side of the stone pillar.

At the same moment, Chen Ping'an's figure appeared out of thin air.

"A good opportunity!" Blood Nightmare's eyes flashed with a sharp light. Seizing the fleeting opportunity, he darted forward and charged straight toward the stone pillar.

As it hurtled and flew, Blood Nightmare Luo's soul trembled, disrupting the spiritual energy of the surrounding area.

Wow~
An invisible force, like a surging tide, instantly spread throughout the area.

Just as Blood Nightmare was about to touch the stone pillar, a calm and collected voice rang in his ear.

"You wanted to take something, did you ask me first?"

boom!
A single punch that shook the heavens, its power overwhelming.

Seven Killing Heavenly Fist, Three Killing Fists, Frenzied Killing—

Crazy shadow chaos!
The boundless intent of the fist crashed down, like ghosts dancing wildly, the fist shadows swirling erratically.

Between the punches, a faint light slowly shone.

"Secret Technique, Seven Wonders: Illusion."

hum~
At this moment, Chen Ping'an's eyes were like whirlpools, seemingly trying to pull Xue Yanluo's soul away.

Blood Nightmare Luo's soul paused for a moment, and the next moment, his figure flew away.

At that very moment, the pulling force of the Bloodthirsty Demon Jar descended upon him, covering Chen Ping'an's head.

hum~
A piece of patterned cloth, which had been swirling around for a long time, suddenly grew to a size of about ten feet in the air.

Within the dark gray magic jar, a violent power erupted, containing tearing force. The patterned cloth only held on for a moment before its spiritual light dimmed, and it nearly shattered.

But in that instant, Chen Ping'an unleashed a punch.

hum~ hum~ hum~
A flash of spiritual light and a surge of true energy created ripples in mid-air, like shackles locking up the entire space.

The fist's intent was dark and mysterious, concealing deadly danger.

Seven Killing Heavenly Fist, Five Killing Fist Styles, Netherworld Killing—

The Lock of Hell!
The intent of the fist is like a lock, and the force of the fist is like a chain, locking the mind and devouring the will.

boom!
As the fist's intent descended, the Demon Lord felt as if facing a formidable enemy, sensing a deathly threat in that punch.

His blood-red robe billowed, its crimson shimmering and surging throughout his body.

Bang!
Amidst the deafening roar, the figure of the Demon Lord was enveloped by countless fist shadows and chains.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Amidst the surging sonic boom, Blood Nightmare Luo steadied himself.

He looked somewhat disheveled, his expression grave.

"Nine-Patterned Grandmaster!"

At this moment, he had no more doubts.

It must be an absolute nine-pattern foundation; otherwise, no matter how amazing Chen Ping'an's talent was, he could never have achieved this.

To be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with a pseudo-celestial being at the Grandmaster level is to be called a prodigy of the era. To win a battle against such a being is simply unimaginable.

People like Chen Ping'an, the "Wild Blade," displayed top-tier pseudo-celestial power despite being at the Grandmaster level.

It is absolutely beyond the imagination of the world.

Such an existence, even if ranked among the top masters, would be enough to be in the top five, or even the top three.

"A genius beyond compare! A true genius beyond compare!" Blood Nightmare Luo's eyes were filled with amazement.

With such talent, if he hadn't perished, his future achievements would likely have far surpassed those of a celestial being.

just
Blood Nightmare's eyes suddenly turned cold, bursting with chilling killing intent.

"No matter how talented you are, you will die here today!"

Rumble~
Amidst the raging shockwave, the figure of the Demon Lord slowly emerged.

At this moment, the Demon Lord appeared to be in a much more disheveled state compared to Xue Yanluo.

His hair was disheveled, and his blood-red robe was bulging, exuding a bloodthirsty demonic aura.

"Brawler!" The Demon Lord's voice was shrill, bursting with boundless killing intent: "I will kill you!"

"pity!"

As Chen Ping'an watched the Demon Lord slowly reveal his form, he secretly sighed with regret.

The blood-red robe worn by the Demon Lord was a protective treasure. His Netherworld Punch failed to achieve the desired effect, only causing some shock and injury to the Demon Lord, without truly damaging his foundation.

Whoosh!
Chen Ping'an reached out and rolled the colorful square cloth that was hovering in mid-air into his hand.

At this moment, the colorful cloth, after being struck by the Bloodthirsty Demon Jar, suffered a great loss of spirituality and its grade plummeted.

Even the most powerful divine weapons of ordinary grade are ultimately no match for a pseudo-treasure like the Bloodthirsty Demon Jar. Even a single strike is enough to severely damage the spiritual essence of a powerful divine weapon.

Furthermore, the patterned cloth did not completely resist the pull of the Bloodthirsty Demon Jar; during the previous battle, his blood and qi seemed to be about to burst out of his body.

If it weren't for his solid foundation and robust physique, he probably would have really fallen for his trick.

Even now, Chen Ping'an can still faintly feel the fluctuations in his internal energy and blood.

I have to say, this Bloodthirsty Jar is really something.

Compared to these old monsters, the guardian spirits are indeed a bit weak.

but
After today, perhaps we will no longer have such concerns.

The surging energy within his body stirred a sense of excitement within him.

This is the true way of martial arts! This is the true clash of martial arts!
Chen Ping'an's eyes were sharp, revealing a hint of excitement.

"Blood Nightmare Luo, let's join forces and kill this brat first! We can deal with the matter of the opportunity after we kill him."

Even now, the leader of the Ten Thousand Demons Cult has realized how terrifying Chen Ping'an is.

With his previous punch, Chen Ping'an, the savage swordsman, revealed the power of a top-tier pseudo-celestial being, a level of combat strength even surpassing his own.

If it weren't for the timely protection of the Blood Robe of Ten Thousand Demons, he would probably have been seriously injured.

Such combat power was enough for him to set aside his concerns and choose to join forces with Blood Nightmare Luo.

"That's exactly what I meant!" Blood Nightmare's eyes were sinister, cold, and malevolent.

His injuries had not yet healed, and although he was reluctant to admit it, Chen Ping'an was indeed putting a lot of pressure on him.

If we only consider their apparent combat strength, Chen Ping'an is indeed the strongest among the three.

This boy poses a great threat. We should first work with the Demon Lord to eliminate him. We can then discuss the matter of the opportunity later.

Blood Nightmare's eyes flickered, and he understood what was going on in his mind.

boom! boom!
The two men exuded intense auras and displayed murderous intent, pressing down on Chen Ping'an from the left and right.

"Mangdao, the world only knows that you are exceptionally talented and ranked among the Hidden Dragons, but no one knows that your talent is enough to make you the number one Hidden Dragon! Unfortunately, this secret will never be known again from this day forward." Xueyanluo held a blood-red scythe, his expression sinister.

"Brawler! What a brawler!" The Demon Lord's eyes blazed with madness, his face contorted with sarcasm: "Who would have thought that the prodigy known for his swordsmanship is actually most skilled in fist techniques, not swordsmanship!"

The tallest tree in the forest is the first to be felled by the wind; you've hidden yourself well enough. But even if you hide yourself well today, you can't escape your inevitable demise!

"Fist techniques, huh?" Chen Ping'an smiled calmly.

"Gentlemen, have you finished speaking? If so—"

Chen Ping'an's eyes shone brightly, brimming with boundless brilliance.

"Then you can die!"

boom!
A powerful aura spread outwards, as deep and boundless as the ocean, surging and indescribable, seemingly endless.

　I owe 5 chapters in September, I've written it down and will make up for it in October. There will be a lot going on during the National Day holiday, so updates may be a bit irregular. Please forgive me, fellow cultivators.

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(End of this chapter)