Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World novel Chapter 1246

Chapter 1246: Chapter 647: So Much Nonsense

"Within a hundred breaths, if you can’t kill, retreat."

Gu Sheng’s voice echoed in Ling Xiao’s mind.

Ling Xiao gritted his teeth and nodded. The Golden Alms Bowl suddenly expanded three times, with dense Sanskrit inscriptions appearing on its surface.

Holding nothing back, every strike carried the Dragon Elephant Power.

Shen Hua’s Sword Qi slashed at him, only managing to cut the surface, with the wound healing in no time.

"This recovery power..." The more Shen Hua fought, the more he was shocked.

"Could it really be the legendary Undying Sacred Body?"

Meanwhile, Wei Feng was already in a fierce battle with Gu Sheng.

"Within a hundred breaths, I’ll take your life!"

Gu Sheng’s voice was like icy cold.

Wei Feng laughed angrily, his Spirit Sword buzzing in his hand.

"An ant from the Earth Palace Realm, dare to speak such wild words?"

Before his voice fell, Wei Feng’s expression suddenly changed.

He felt his Spiritual Power inside his body run sluggishly, as if trapped in a quagmire.

Only then did he realize the magnetic field here was chaotic, suppressing his strength to less than fifty percent.

"I see..."

Wei Feng’s eyes were filled with gloom, but it was quickly replaced by fierceness.

"Even with only thirty percent strength, killing you is like slaughtering a dog!"

"Swish!"

A blood-colored Sword Qi shot forth, cracking the ground as it passed.

Gu Sheng did not avoid or dodge, the Ancient Reincarnation Bell above his head shone brightly, taking the sword head-on.

"Clang—"

The bell sound shook the sky, the air wave crushed the surrounding stones to powder.

Blood oozed from the corner of Gu Sheng’s mouth, yet he charged forward, instantly closing the distance.

"Seeking death!"

Wei Feng swung his sword consecutively, Sword Qi forming a killing net.

Gu Sheng rushed into the net with his flesh.

"Slash!"

A deep wound exposing the bone opened on his shoulder, but his speed increased instead of diminished.

Twenty breaths had passed, and Gu Sheng was somewhat anxious.

"Close combat!"

Gu Sheng’s right fist gleamed with black and gold.

Wei Feng hurriedly changed moves, turning the sword blade to stab straight at the throat.

"Ding!"

Fist collided with sword tip, sparks flying.

Wei Feng was astonished to discover that his full-strength sword could not pierce the opponent’s fist.

"The advantage of a Body Refiner, now is just beginning!"

Gu Sheng’s left fist struck out like a cannonball.

Wei Feng hastily blocked, being shocked back three steps, his Tiger’s mouth cracking.

Thirty breaths passed, Gu Sheng fought more and more fiercely.

His Fist Skill simple and crude, yet every move was deadly.

Though Wei Feng’s realm was profound, in close combat he fell into a disadvantage.

"Forty breaths!"

Gu Sheng suddenly roared, increasing his punch speed by three points.

A hook punch hit Wei Feng under the ribs, followed by a clear sound of bone cracking.

"Puff—"

Wei Feng spat blood and staggered back, finally showing fear in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, the physical body of an Earth Palace Realm cultivator was so strong.

"Majestic Fury!"

Wei Feng suddenly bit his tongue, spraying blood on the sword.

The sword instantly erupted in a blood glow, a blood-colored Sword Qi soared into the sky.

This was the Luotian Sect’s signature technique, the terrifying pressure of the Heaven Rank Martial Technique solidifying the air within a hundred feet.

"Fifty breaths!"

Gu Sheng was not frightened but delighted, his figure suddenly blurred. In the next moment, he vanished into thin air.

Wei Feng’s pupils shrank.

"Void Escape Technique?!"

Shen Hua’s plea abruptly stopped.

Gu Sheng caught the Spirit Sword falling from the air, a cold flash, the head flew off.

The headless body fell heavily.

"Eighty breaths."

Gu Sheng flicked the Blood Pearl from the sword with a cold voice.

Ling Xiao picked up their Void Rings, kicking Wei Feng’s corpse.

"A Heavenly Palace Realm, just so-so."

Gu Sheng suddenly asked.

"Why do you feel no guilt when killing?"

Ling Xiao clasped his hands together, his visage solemn.

"Even the Buddhist has times of Vajra’s Angry Eyes. When one should kill but doesn’t, it’s a sin."

"Interesting."

Gu Sheng grinned.

"Seems we..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head north.

There, several strong auras were rapidly approaching.

"Go!"

Gu Sheng urged in a low voice, flicking the longsword in his hand, shedding drops of still warm blood.

"Too much commotion, at least three forces are moving closer."

"Handle the bodies, leave immediately."

Gu Sheng was concise, already pinching a spell, causing the ground to tremble slightly, swallowing Wei Feng’s body underground.

The two of them cleaned the battlefield within less than ten breaths.

Ling Xiao took one last look at the ground, confirming no visible traces, then vanished into the deep forest with Gu Sheng using movement techniques.

Soon after they left, several figures arrived in a flash, landing where the fight occurred.

"Strange, clearly sensed fighting fluctuations, yet there’s no one?"

Zhang Zhishang frowned, scanning the surroundings, lightly shaking the folding fan in his hand, unable to hide the greed in his eyes.

Yu Wenbai squatted down, lightly touching a scorched leaf on the ground with his fingertips.