Jackie Chan Adventures: I, the Holy Lord's Brother!

Chapter 101 Death
"It's your turn next!"

Shentian exhaled, stabilized the chaotic energy in his lower body, and then fought with Lu Dongbin.

Since Dikui Shentian could not help him hold his clone for too long, Shentian almost used all his strength.

Every time the two collided, there would be a thunderous explosion. Even the Holy Lord and the Demon Dragon outside the shadows could hear it clearly.

"It seems that Shentian is not easy to deal with. We need to resolve it as soon as possible to avoid any trouble!" said the Holy Lord.

Hearing this, the devil Xiaolong thought for a moment, then put his hands together and chanted an ancient spell.

Then he opened his hands, and a huge crack connecting to hell was slowly torn open amid the roar and tremor of the earth, and countless creatures from hell crawled out of it.

It was the black magic that the devil dragon used in the finale to summon creatures from hell.

"Very good, these beasts can help us clean up the surrounding moles."

As the Holy Lord was speaking, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis and his head immediately tilted to the right.

The next second, a spear formed by righteous magic came through the air with unparalleled sharpness!

With a "sharp" sound, several dragon scales on the Holy Lord's shoulder were pierced by the spear, leaving a small wound on the shoulder with blood flowing out.

It was so sharp that if the Holy Lord had not reacted in time, his entire shoulder would have been pierced through.

Turning his head, the Holy Lord looked at Jackie Chan who had thrown the spear, and said bloodthirstily, "Damn ants, you have repeatedly prevented me from reviving. Today is the day you die!"

Immediately, the rabbit's divine power surged in his body, and the Holy Lord's figure turned into a fast stream of light, rushing straight towards Jackie Chan and others below.

Boom!
A cloud of dust rose from the spot.

Two figures like cannonballs were blown away, and their backs smashed into buildings. They were Jackie Chan and Blake holding long sticks and sledgehammers.

Both of them pressed their feet firmly on the ground, trying to offset the powerful impact on their bodies.

But before his body stopped, Jackie Chan vaguely saw a green dragon shadow flash past him.

With a sudden thought, he twisted his body in mid-air and blocked the long stick to the right.

But there was only a bang!
The long stick condensed by the energy of justice was actually broken into two pieces by the Holy Lord's dragon claws.

The dragon claw covered with dense dragon scales then slowly pressed on Jackie Chan's abdomen in front of his astonished eyes.

"Die!" the Holy Lord said hoarsely.

A dazzling green light burst out from under the dragon's claws, instantly engulfing Jackie Chan's figure.

At this critical moment, a purple whip suddenly came from the side, wrapped around Jackie Chan's waist, and pulled Jackie Chan away before the green light burst out.

The sudden loss of strength caused the dragon claw to hit the ground. With a loud bang, everything within a hundred meters was turned into powder by this palm.

It is hard to imagine what terrible consequences would happen if this palm landed on Jackie Chan. I am afraid that even the Armor of Righteousness could not save Jackie Chan's life.

The Holy Lord looked up in anger, just in time to see the little snake retract its whip and pull Jackie Chan to his side.

"Thank you, little snake!" Jackie Chan said with lingering fear, he almost died.

"You're welcome! Besides, if you and Sheriff Black hadn't stopped him, I might have died a long time ago. This can only be considered a draw." said the little snake.

"Be careful, he's here again!"

The Bull Warrior suddenly reminded.

Jackie Chan and Xiao Snake looked forward with a stern look.

For some reason, the dragon scales on the Holy Lord's body turned red, and his speed suddenly increased to a level that was difficult to detect even with the naked eye.

"What on earth is this..." Peng!
As the Bull Warrior exclaimed, an oncoming dragon claw suddenly pressed down on his face.

Through the gaps between his five fingers, the Bull Warrior saw the cold and cunning face of the Holy Lord, and this was the last scene he saw.

Because in the next second, endless fire erupted from the Holy Body and spread towards him along his arms.

"No!"

Jackie Chan in the distance seemed to have foreseen what would happen next, and rushed over with a roar to stop it, but how could a human be faster than a demon?

The Holy Lord turned his head and spit out a breath of fire, blocking Jackie Chan's way forward.

One hand slowly grabbed the Bull Warrior, and the Holy Lord said fiercely: "Jackie Chan, I want you to watch your friend die in front of you, so that you will regret going against me!"

"No, don't!" Jackie Chan said in panic.

The Holy Lord was not only unmoved, but his expression became even more ferocious because of Jackie Chan's panic at the moment.

He wanted this kind of miserable look, to let the world know the consequences of going against him!
Thinking of this, the Holy Lord suddenly clenched his five fingers, and the fire around his arms was ignited. The raging fire immediately engulfed the figure of the Bull Warrior.

Whoosh—whoosh whoosh!

The wind was howling and the fire quickly became intense.

Jackie Chan stared at the scene in a daze, watching bits of carbonized slag fall from the flames, until finally, the flames went out with the breeze.

The bull warrior who once said he would never take off his mask seemed to have disappeared with the wind.

Rubbing the remaining carbon residue on his fingertips, the Holy Lord said with great satisfaction, "What a delightful scene, don't you think? Jackie Chan!"

Jackie Chan collapsed to his knees, at a loss.

His face sometimes twitched, sometimes was calm, and sometimes was distorted. It seemed that even he himself was not sure what expression he should show at the moment.

Seeing this, the Holy Lord stepped in front of Jackie Chan, grabbed Jackie Chan's shoulder with one hand and lifted him up, saying, "Jackie Chan, do you understand the difference between you and me now?"

"Demons are the true rulers of this world. You humans are nothing but ants after all. And how can ants change this established fact?"

"Submit to me!"

"I will reward you with endless honors! Anyone, any god, will crawl at our feet!"

"Really?" Jackie Chan raised his head dully, as if he was really persuaded.

Seeing this, the little snake in the distance hurriedly said, "Jackie Chan, don't be bewitched by the devil. The Holy Lord is here."

"Shut up!"

The Holy Lord raised his hand angrily, and a beam of chaotic magic light suddenly shot towards the place where the little snake was.

It was so fast that it arrived in front of the little snake in the blink of an eye, leaving it no time to react.

Just as it was about to pierce through the little snake's heart, a heavy hammer shining with golden light suddenly appeared and smashed the Chaos Magic Light to the ground with one blow.

Looking up along the hammer, it turned out that it was Blake who was slapped away by the Holy Lord earlier and was driven back.

And Blake's hammer seemed to awaken Jackie Chan who was about to be bewitched.

He swung the stick at the Holy Lord with his backhand, and then kicked the Holy Lord's abdomen with his right foot. Jackie Chan used the reaction force to somersault in the air and landed next to Blake.

Seeing this, the Holy Lord shouted angrily: "Damn it! Why do people always come to ruin my good deeds? If that's the case, you will all die today!"

(End of this chapter)