Chapter 5103
“Be careful!” Mo Qingyun exclaimed.
Kai’s pupils shrank, and before he had time to think, the Dragon Slaying Sword instantly blocked in front of him.
“bite–”
There was a crisp sound, like the sound of metal clashing. Madam Mei Xin’s fingertips touched the sword, but it made a sound like hitting diamond.
Kai only felt a feminine yet extremely domineering force coming along the sword, which made his arm numb and his blood surge.
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“Hmm? Interesting.”
Madam Mei Xin raised her eyebrows in surprise and retracted her fingers. Her fingertips were intact and instead stained with a faint layer of blood.
“A fourth-grade Sanxian realm cultivator actually has such a strong physical body and spiritual power? No wonder he can obtain the treasures of the ancient ruins.”
Madam Mei Xin said in surprise!
At this moment, the Mountain-Splitting Barbarian King had already rushed up with a roar, and his fist as big as a casserole smashed into Kai’s face with a whistling sound that tore through the air.
Before the fist arrived, a violent force had already distorted the space around Kai.
“Well done!”
Kai did not retreat but advanced, the Concentration Technique in his body was running wildly, and spiritual power poured into the Dragon-Slaying Sword like a surging river.
He let out a low shout, and the Dragon-Slaying Sword turned into a streak of white light, slashing towards the fist of the Mountain-Splitting Barbarian King.
“Boom—”
There was an earth-shattering collision sound, and a violent energy shock wave spread out in all directions with the two people as the center. Upon seeing this, the wandering cultivators below took out their defensive magic weapons and flew backwards in embarrassment.
At the moment when the fist of the Mountain-Splitting Barbarian King collided with the Dragon-Slaying Sword, spider-web-like cracks appeared in the space, and a terrifying gust of air blew away the surrounding clouds.
Kai only felt an overwhelming force coming from the sword, and the whole person was as if hit by a mountain. With a “puff” sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood and his body flew backwards uncontrollably.
“Kai!”
Mo Qingyun screamed and wanted to rush forward, but was blocked by a rune barrier casually created by the Taoist Xuanjizi, and could not get close at all.
“Hahahaha! So vulnerable!”
The Mountain-Splitting Barbarian King laughed wildly upon seeing this, his eyes filled with murderous intent, “You little ant, die for me!”
As he spoke, he raised his fist again, ready to give Kai a fatal blow.
At this moment, a cold light flashed in Kai’s eyes, and a golden light burst out from his right hand!
“Holy Light Fist…”
“boom–”
After a loud bang, the two figures separated instantly!
I saw that the entire arm of the Mountain-Splitting Barbarian King was torn apart and blood spurted out!
“Such a powerful force…” The Mountain-Splitting Barbarian King looked at Kai with an expression more solemn than ever before!
Kai was not feeling well at the moment either. He had been attacked by two ninth-grade immortals in succession, which had already caused him physical injuries!
However, the aura around Kai did not weaken at all!
The power of the dragon, the power of the three tribes, the power of the origin…
All the forces that could be mobilized were mobilized by Kai at this moment. Facing three ninth-grade masters of the Loose Immortal Realm, Kai dared not be careless or show off!
“Damn, this guy is quite capable, let’s go together…”
Upon seeing this, Taoist Xuanjizi joined forces with King Lieshan and Madam Meixin to attack Kai!
Kai did not respond to the attacks of the three people and was completely unable to fight back!
The body was hit hard and flew backwards!
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Kai’s eyes were filled with a strong desire to fight!
“Buzz…”
Two dull buzzing sounds were heard, and then a bright light appeared in the void behind Kai, and two balls of black mist flew out of Kai’s body.
Two warriors appeared, with ancient faces, holding huge battle axes, and their bodies were engraved with mysterious runes. Each of them exuded the terrifying aura of the eighth level of the scattered fairyland.
“Hmm? War puppets? Or two puppets of the eighth rank in the Sanxian realm?”
A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Taoist Xuanjizi, “Interesting, it seems that this little guy really has some tricks.”
When the Mountain-Splitting Barbarian King saw the two warriors, he was not afraid but even more excited: “Good! It’s a good opportunity for me to practice!”