Berserker King

Chapter 569 The Power of Zunbao

Upon hearing Sun Mingquan's words, Zhou Jinli and Luan Yuli's expressions changed.

Although they had their suspicions, the two men still clenched their fists when they heard Sun Mingquan say it aloud.

As the deputy sect leaders, they never imagined that one day they would be confronted with swords by their own disciples.

Seeing the expressions on Zhou Jinli and Luan Yuli's faces, Sun Mingquan's expression became even more ferocious.

The aura emanating from the treasure in his hand became even more violent.

However, there are people who are faster than him!

Just as he was about to detonate the sword in his hand, a shadow suddenly grabbed his wrist and gently twisted it.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound.

Everyone heard it clearly.

That's the sound of a wrist being broken.

Everyone felt a shiver run through them. Upon hearing that voice, they felt as if their wrists had been broken, and their hands involuntarily retreated into their clothes.

Sun Mingquan's expression changed drastically, but his wrist had already been broken, and the treasure in his hand had changed hands.

Then he felt a hand on his neck.

"Gudong!"

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Sun Mingquan looked at Zhang Xuan in horror, exclaiming in his heart that it was impossible.

He possessed a divine artifact like the Zunbao, but before he could even activate it, Zhang Xuan snatched it away.

Was he really that weak in front of Zhang Xuan?

"Unfortunately, as I said, I need to investigate this myself; you won't have the chance!"

Zhang Xuan suddenly lifted the man up and slammed him to the ground.

"retreat!"

Upon seeing Zunbao in Zhang Xuan's hands, Zhou Jinli's expression changed drastically, and he was terrified. Zhang Xuan was exceptionally strong, but even if he and Luan Yuli joined forces, they might still have a chance to fight. However, now that bastard Sun Mingquan had handed Zunbao over to Zhang Xuan, there was no way they could stay but die!

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, accompanied by the sound of skulls shattering, Sun Mingquan followed in the footsteps of Guang Shidao and the others.

Zhang Xuan let go, and blood splattered continuously from the ground.

He seemed not to have seen those people escape, but instead looked at the treasure in his hand, and then poured the power of heaven and earth into it.

The next moment, a violent, world-destroying aura suddenly erupted.

"Puff! Puff!"

Like dumplings being dropped into a pot, those who wanted to escape were trapped in place by this force and then fell from the void.

"Did I let you leave?"

Zhang Xuan's gaze was sharp as a sword, sweeping over everyone from the two holy lands.

As everyone fell from the void, the scene instantly fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone looked at Zhang Xuan with apprehension, not daring to breathe loudly, for fear of following in Sun Mingquan's footsteps.

This person is absolutely terrifying!

Is this still the aura that a Martial Saint can possess?

This must be the Martial Venerable Realm!

Did they offend a Martial Venerable?

They had only ever felt that same aura from that person in the cultivation world.

And that person was a venerable one!

Upon meeting Zhang Xuan's gaze, Zhou Jinli and Luan Yuli's expressions changed drastically, turning deathly pale instantly. They couldn't help but take more than ten steps back, but they still felt enveloped by danger.

Those disciples who were just shouting that they would teach Zhang Xuan a lesson were now drenched in cold sweat, their lips dry and seemingly about to crack.

Some were so scared that they wet their pants.

In the face of terrifyingly powerful individuals, even if they are half-step Martial Saints, they are actually no different from ordinary people.

They get scared too! They get so scared they lose control of their bladder!