Chapter 7394
Wooden Sword
This is a top-tier palm technique that Xiao Chen obtained from the Ancient Sea Secret Realm. Even within the secret realm, it is an unparalleled skill that can rank among the top ten!
Xiao Chen no longer held back, and the divine energy in his dantian surged wildly into his right palm like a flood bursting its banks!
In an instant, a scorching and domineering aura exploded from his palm, sweeping in all directions!
Fine, golden dragon scales appeared on his entire right arm, exuding a majestic dragon aura! With a wave of his hand, a fierce wind howled, and a deafening dragon roar echoed through the mountains and fields, shaking everyone's mind!
"go with!"
Xiao Chen thrust his right palm forward with a bang, and a golden dragon-shaped palm print, solid as a tangible object, appeared in the world!
Wherever the palm print passed, the air twisted violently, creating ripples. Any grass, trees, or boulders that touched the edge of the palm wind instantly turned to dust!
This palm strike seemed to tear the heavens and earth apart, its golden light illuminating half the sky, and its domineering aura caused the surrounding space to tremble slightly!
"boom……!!!"
Amidst a deafening roar, the earth trembled violently, and spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly in all directions!
The seemingly indestructible array of palm shadows were easily torn apart and annihilated like paper before this golden dragon-shaped palm print!
Domineering! Absolutely stunning!
The remaining five people stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with horror, as if they had seen a ghost, and could hardly believe their eyes!
What...what the hell is this?!
A martial arts anomaly?! How could it be so terrifying!
That golden dragon shadow, that earth-shattering dragon roar... In ancient martial arts, when has there ever been such heaven-shattering power?!
The disdain and composure on the old man's face completely crumbled, replaced by a deep-seated fear and dread!
According to the intelligence from the New Martial Arts Association, Xiao Chen is clearly a piece of trash who "only dares to be arrogant because he relies on the Yin Ancestor"!
Rely on what?!
With the power of this palm strike, looking across the entire Celestial Ranking, probably no more than five fingers could withstand it!
The golden dragon-shaped palm print engulfed the figures of the four Celestial Realm experts without any hindrance!
Before the four could even utter a scream, they were completely shredded by the violent dragon-shaped energy, turning into a sky full of blood mist that scattered across the mountains and fields!
This is the domineering power of the Azure Dragon Force!
Looking at the blood mist filling the sky, Xiao Chen shook his head slightly, a helpless bitter smile on his lips: "As expected, with my current level, I don't need to use the Azure Dragon Force to deal with this kind of thing... This move is still a bit too exaggerated."
Being too strong can sometimes be a nuisance.
The old man in the dark blue robe was so frightened by this scene that his whole body went cold and his soul almost left his body. But when he caught a glimpse of Xiao Chen shaking his head and smiling bitterly, he inexplicably mistakenly thought that Xiao Chen had exhausted a lot of energy from this attack and was in a period of weakness!
A glimmer of hope mixed with ruthlessness instantly rose in his heart: "This matter must be reported to headquarters immediately! This boy is hiding a shocking secret, and that golden dragon shadow is definitely not an ordinary ancient martial art!"
He dared not delay and quietly retreated, trying to escape while Xiao Chen was recuperating.
However, the moment he took a step, a chilling, bone-piercing voice, like the coldest spring in the underworld, echoed behind him:
Did I... give you permission to leave?
The old man in the dark blue robe froze abruptly. A chill, like an icicle, shot up from his tailbone and swept through his entire body in an instant, making his jaw tremble uncontrollably. Cold sweat instantly soaked through his clothes on his back.
When did he get behind me?!
The old man suddenly turned his head, his eyes as sinister as a venomous snake. He forced a calm smile and said, "Boy, you just unleashed such a domineering move, your aura must be in disarray! In your current state, you think you can stop me?" Xiao Chen stood behind him, his dark-colored martial arts attire fluttering slightly in the wind. His voice was more piercing than the winter wind: "You're wrong."
"I'm not trying to keep you here..."
"I'm going to kill you."
His voice was completely calm, yet carried an unwavering resolve. Before the words had even finished, Xiao Chen had already moved with ghostly speed, his right fist, imbued with the force of a thunderbolt, aimed straight for the old man's heart!
The old man's pupils contracted sharply, and with a swift flick of his wrist, a short blade gleaming with a cold, eerie blue light slid out from his sleeve. The blade spun horizontally, precisely parrying the attack in front of his chest!
"clang……!"
The clang of metal against metal was so loud it hurt your eardrums. The violent energy exploded outwards like a shockwave, and the hard rock beneath your feet instantly cracked, with spiderweb-like cracks spreading several meters away!
The old man used the force of the recoil to steady himself, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes. He spun the short blade, its cold light surging, and slashed straight at Xiao Chen's throat like a venomous snake's tongue!
"Trying to kill me? Wishful thinking! Your breathing is unstable; this is your death day!"
He bet that Xiao Chen had just used the Azure Dragon Force and must have greatly depleted his true energy, so this strike was a desperate, all-or-nothing attack!
Facing the extended, cold blade, Xiao Chen's lips curled into a faint smile. Instead of retreating, he advanced, his right hand clenching in the air...
hum!
A burst of emerald light suddenly shone, and a green wooden sword formed from the Thorn Martial Spirit appeared out of thin air in his palm. The sword was imbued with a faint spiritual aura, and the thorn patterns were clearly visible.
The old man froze instantly, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints as he exclaimed in shock, "A Mustard Seed of Sumeru! It's a treasure for storing precious items!"
This wooden sword could not possibly have been hidden on someone's person; it clearly appeared out of thin air!
The shock in his eyes hadn't faded before it was completely consumed by extreme greed, and his breathing became rapid: "Boy, you actually possess such a legendary treasure?!"
If he could obtain the storage treasure, along with the secret of the golden dragon-shaped palm technique, he might be able to rank among the top ten on the Celestial Ranking, or even go further!
As for Xiao Chen? He's just a greenhorn, he doesn't deserve such an opportunity at all!
"Die! All your secrets are mine!" The old man laughed wildly, as if he had gone mad. His swordplay suddenly became fierce, and his short blade swung wildly, the shadows of the blade pouring down like a storm, chilling the air.
Wherever it went, ancient trees as thick as bowls snapped at waist height, the ground was plowed with furrows half a foot deep, gravel flew everywhere, dust filled the air, and the entire area was left in a mess!
"die!"
The old man poured all the remaining true energy in his body into the blade, and slashed down fiercely! The blade light surged like a bolt of lightning, extending several feet in length, blotting out the sky and the sun. The chilling killing intent sealed off all directions, as if it wanted to cleave Xiao Chen and the air together!
A cold glint flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes. He gently shook the green wooden sword in his hand, and the sword shadow tore through the air like a shooting star, slashing upwards!
"Clang...!"
The swords clashed fiercely once more, the ear-piercing clang echoing through the mountains and fields. An even more violent shockwave shot into the sky, stirring up clouds of dust!
"Crack!"
A crisp snapping sound rang out, and the short, finely forged iron blade in the old man's hand broke in two!
The broken blade spun out and embedded itself in the distant mountain wall, with only a small section of the hilt protruding.
The old man stared wide-eyed at the green wooden sword in Xiao Chen's hand, making strange hoarse noises, his eyes filled with disbelief: "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" (End of Chapter)