Chapter 560

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Protagonist:

Yu Zhangsheng

Wang Sheng shouted angrily: "Attack!"

Eighteen Sub-Talisman True Lords attacked simultaneously, various attacks striking toward Yu Zhangsheng.

Countless colorful lights intertwined, and Yu Zhangsheng's figure continuously shuttled through these attacks.

His stature shot straight toward one of the Sub-Talisman True Lords; his speed was so fast that even some disciples could not see clearly.

That Sub-Talisman True Lord was startled and hurriedly retreated.

"Save me!"

But before his voice could even come out, it was stuck in his throat.

Yu Zhangsheng's fist directly smashed into his throat, blasting half his neck into powder.

With just a single strike, he killed that Sub-Talisman True Lord; the speed was so fast that even Wang Sheng clicked his tongue in amazement.

The other Sub-Talisman True Lords were even more shocked, their complexions pale; one died this quickly? "Truly useless!"

Wang Sheng cursed angrily and roared: "Whoever can kill Yu Zhangsheng, I have a heavy reward! Any treasure can be given, and I will also reward a Avatar Transmission of the Dao once!"

Wang Sheng's voice made all the Sub-Talisman True Lords' breathing tighten.

This reward was immensely tempting to them; a single Avatar Transmission of the Dao might allow their realm to advance a stage.

"Everyone, attack together, don't fear his methods."

Wang Sheng's encouragement indeed took effect; these Sub-Talisman True Lords' inner fear instantly vanished, and they attacked Yu Zhangsheng again.

Various weapons dozens of meters long smashed toward Yu Zhangsheng; the gale almost crushed the entire Wanxiang Sect.

Yu Zhangsheng shouted, and the Giant Turtle appeared prominently; his entire body also shrank completely into the Giant Turtle's shell.

Yu Zhangsheng also hid inside, and thunderous rumbling vibrations continued incessantly.

The Giant Turtle's powerful development resisted all attacks from the outside world.

Seventeen continuous attacks almost smashed the Giant Turtle's body dozens of meters into the ground.

When the attacks paused slightly, Yu Zhangsheng's body instantly surged out, flashing behind another Sub-Talisman True Lord once more.

That person had not yet reacted when Yu Zhangsheng's fist blasted through his chest.

Under the terrifying power of Yu Zhangsheng's Five Extremes Demon-Subduing Fist, even a Sub-Talisman Peak cultivator would find it extremely difficult to resist.

How could these ordinary Sub-Talisman possibly resist.

With such speed, another Sub-Talisman True Lord fell, causing the other Sub-Talisman True Lords to retreat once more.

"Hmph! You only have this little ability?"

Yu Zhangsheng stood proudly in the sky, one hand forming a fist, roaring at the other Sub-Talisman: "If you only have this little strength, why not defect to my Wanxiang Sect, enter my tutelage, and I will teach you."

Humiliated so, those Sub-Talisman could no longer hold back; one roared: "Form the formation, we'll combine our strength to attack!"

The remaining sixteen Sub-Talisman instantly teleported to the same location, everyone standing in specific positions.

The one with the strongest strength stood at the very front, beginning to merge everyone's power into one.

"Yu Zhangsheng, don't be arrogant!"

A giant axe appeared out of thin air, gradually enlarging, directly condensing into a hundred-meter giant, almost occupying the entire sky.

Many Wanxiang Sect disciples seeing such a scene were all terrified.

Facing such a gigantic Magic Treasure, just a glance made their livers and gallbladders shatter, unable to muster any thought of resistance.

The hundred-meter giant axe emitted vast mighty power; "Yu Zhangsheng, receive death!"

That leading Sub-Talisman True Lord gritted his teeth and chopped down; controlling such a massive Magic Treasure was extremely strenuous even for him.

Empty, empty — the giant axe fell fiercely, the surrounding air continuously emitting explosive shattering sounds.

Yu Zhangsheng had also long been locked on, only able to take this axe head-on.

"Well come!"

The Giant Turtle wanted to help Yu Zhangsheng resist, but was immediately refused by Yu Zhangsheng.

Stamping his foot, Yu Zhangsheng charged straight into the sky, instantly unleashing the second fist of the Demon-Subduing Fist.

He intended to use this flesh body to clash head-on against the giant axe's might.

Many people seeing this scene were also shocked to the extreme.

"Yu Zhangsheng actually isn't using any weapon to clash head-on?"

"Hasn't he gone mad? This is the combined attack of sixteen Sub-Talisman."

"It's over, Eldest Brother Changsheng is done for this time."

Before they could finish being astonished, man and axe had already met in mid-air.

A terrifying Qi explosion swept out; everyone was shaken by the residual might emitted from this strike until they could not open their eyes.

Even Wang Sheng had to deploy his own defense to barely remain unaffected.

The other Wanxiang Sect disciples were blown dozens of meters away before they could stabilize their figures.

The surrounding ground was even more shaken into an astonishing deep pit.

Immediately after, cracking sounds continuously rang out in the air; that hundred-meter giant axe actually developed a crack.

Subsequently it continuously spread across the entire axe head; crack — the next moment, the giant axe resoundingly shattered apart.

Yu Zhangsheng suddenly burst out from within the giant axe's fragments, target pointing straight at those Sub-Talisman True Lords.

The one leading the formation was even more struck by backlash, vomiting blood continuously, heavily injured.

That strike just now had already caused him to suffer a severe backlash.

But Yu Changsheng's attack came even faster; the Chi Lian Purgatory Dragon opened its massive maw, and scorching dragon breath gushed forth.

Forcing the other Sub-Talisman True Lords to retreat, Yu Changsheng's treasure sword emerged, directly cleaving that leading Sub-Talisman in two.

At this moment the other Sub-Talisman had long since lost their will to fight; three Sub-Talisman had been beheaded in succession, so the rest no longer had any thought of resistance — they had already given birth to thoughts of retreat.

But now Yu Changsheng refused to let them go; countless vines swept out, winding toward every Sub-Talisman True Lord.

Yu Changsheng was already like a demon-sealer; his figure darted chaotically through the crowd, like a fierce tiger entering a flock of sheep.

Every move reaped the life of a Sub-Talisman.

These Sub-Talisman True Lords who could dominate one side in other places were, before Yu Changsheng, nothing but lambs awaiting slaughter — they could not withstand a single exchange and were instantly killed by Yu Changsheng.

Such a gap in strength also left quite a few Wanxiang Sect disciples watching from the surroundings thoroughly stunned.

They knew Yu Changsheng's strength was extremely terrifying, but they had never imagined he could control it to such an extent.

One can only say there are differences even among Sub-Talisman. Today they have truly witnessed this point for real.

Before long, the original eighteen Sub-Talisman True Lords were already fewer than half; the survivors had long since begun fleeing for their lives.

Wang Sheng finally could not sit still either; even eighteen Sub-Talisman were no match, and at this moment a thread of fear had unknowingly sprouted in Wang Sheng's heart.

But the current Wang Sheng was fundamentally unwilling to admit it; gripping his long spear he roared, "Yu Changsheng, I want you dead!"

The golden long spear suddenly swelled, instantly thrusting toward Yu Changsheng.

Sensing the threat, Yu Changsheng sidestepped to dodge, then directly kicked the golden long spear, making it crash heavily to the ground.

Another stomp, and the long spear directly broke free from Wang Sheng's control, rolling onto the ground.

Yu Changsheng shouted in anger, his magic power continuously operating, his own potential also continuously forced out.

The Taichu Kaitian Sword Art was also unleashed; terrifying Sword Intent condensed around Yu Changsheng, a hundred-meter Sword Light coalesced, and crashed down heavily.

Directly positioning above Wang Sheng's head.

Facing enormous danger, Wang Sheng also refused to show weakness; a turtle-shell small shield in his hand continuously enlarged until it covered a range of several tens of meters, shielding above Wang Sheng's head.

This treasure's quality was extremely high; it was the life-saving item his family's Ancestor left for her, and now he had no choice but to use it.

Crack — a teeth-aching sound kept ringing out; Yu Changsheng's sword cleaved toward the turtle shell. As Yu Changsheng's vast Sword Intent continuously scoured that turtle shell, it finally began to crack open with pattern after pattern.

Just as that turtle shell was about to shatter, unexpectedly Wang Sheng actually took the initiative to act.

The Sub-Talisman Gate behind him blossomed with intense light; an incomparable aura emerged, making everyone present tremble in their hearts.

This powerful strength unique to Sub-Talisman Peak was finally displayed; Wang Sheng's strength was also exerted to the utmost.

The technique? The long spear once again shrank back into Wang Sheng's hand, and that Sub-Talisman Gate also began gathering power toward the long spear.

Pattern after pattern of dragon markings manifested on the golden long spear; at this moment they also seemed to have come alive.

Swimming on the long spear, finally converging at the spearhead.

Wang Sheng extended both hands, the long spear pointing at Yu Changsheng.

Although this strike's momentum was ordinary, it gave Yu Changsheng an extremely dangerous feeling.

If he were to take this attack, he had a strong premonition of certain death without doubt.

Yu Changsheng dared not be careless; he directly flipped and leapt onto the Golden-Winged Great Peng, flying into the sky.

Wang Sheng followed close behind; the long spear continuously stabbed out, dense golden light dots shooting toward Yu Changsheng's direction in a packed mass.

Every one of these light dots emitted a dangerous aura; Yu Changsheng could only use his means to move in and out.

The treasure sword in his hand continuously hacked and slashed; stream after stream of Sword Intent collided with those golden light dots, continuously erupting with terrifying might.

At the same time, Cai Xing Deer also continuously released vines, blocking those light dots.

Explosive roars continuously rang out; each one triggered heaven and earth trembling.

The Wanxiang Sect disciples below were all shaken until their ears went deaf.

Quite a few disciples with weaker cultivation bases were directly knocked unconscious by the two's residual might.

Yu Changsheng controlled the Golden-Winged Great Peng, constantly maneuvering among the light dots, doing his utmost to evade these attacks.

Seeing Yu Changsheng flee far away, Wang Sheng was unwilling to let him go just like that and also rushed up after him.

"Yu Changsheng, could it be you also want to be a coward! Receive death!"

Yu Changsheng paid no heed, continuously circling with Wang Sheng in the air.

Waiting until Wang Sheng grew impatient, he directly scattered a magic treasure; the treasure rapidly enlarged, transforming into countless golden silk threads, deploying a heaven-and-earth net in the surrounding area.

Cai Xing Deer immediately controlled vines; thousands of vines soared up, pouncing toward those golden silk threads.

Yet they were instantly unfolded; those golden silk threads were like sharp blades, extremely keen.

Yu Changsheng knew that if those threads were allowed to fill this nearby space, he would certainly die without doubt.

So he immediately controlled the Golden-Winged Great Peng to turn back; the Golden-Winged Great Peng extended its twin claws, pouncing toward Wang Sheng.

At the moment the two sides were about to converge, the Golden-Winged Great Peng suddenly made a sharp turn, yielding a body position, dodging Wang Sheng's attack.

But then Yu Changsheng suddenly tumbled forth from behind the Golden-Winged Great Peng; his rear Sub-Talisman continuously poured magic power into him.

The Five Extremes Demon-Subduing Fist was also instantly unleashed at this moment; Wang Sheng's eyes instantly widened.

He never expected Yu Changsheng would suddenly strike; emergency evasion was too late, and he was still blasted in the face by Yu Changsheng's fist.

Fresh blood gushed out continuously; Wang Sheng instantly flew backward.

Yu Changsheng pressed his advantage without relenting; the treasure sword in his hand continuously hacked out, consecutively striking onto Wang Sheng's body.

In a short moment, Wang Sheng had already become a bloodied man; wounds continuously appeared on his body, yet he still had not died.

Yu Changsheng also clicked his tongue in amazement; this guy's physical body is truly terrifying — struck by so many of my attacks, he actually still hasn't died.

Seeing himself falling into a disadvantage, Wang Sheng also stopped holding back; he suddenly fished out a handful of pills from his bosom and immediately stuffed them all into his mouth.

"Yu Changsheng, you are the first person able to force me to such a step!"

"But today, you will certainly die without doubt!"

After Wang Sheng swallowed all the Pills, his entire aura shifted as well, and the muscles on his body began to bulge continuously.

His whole person directly grew to over two meters tall, and there was even a faintly visible Qi mechanism of a Breakthrough Spirit Transformation.

Yu Zhangsheng immediately became alert; the current Wang Sheng gave him a kind of extremely Violent feeling.

Wang Sheng grinned and let out a long howl, his eyes blood-red.

"Originally I was unwilling to take this Body-Rending Pill; this Pill's toxicity is too great. Once taken, although it can cause a surge in Cultivation Base and Flesh body, after a period of time the muscles all over the body will rupture, causing agony."

"But to deal with you, I had no choice but to eat it."

Yu Zhangsheng said coldly: "Why explain these things to me?"

"Let you die understanding!"

Before his words fell, Wang Sheng's figure instantly vanished.

Yu Zhangsheng's pupils shrank sharply; he hadn't expected Wang Sheng's speed to have surged this much.

But before he could retreat, a violent wind suddenly swept from behind.

Immediately after, Wang Sheng's two fists smashed directly into Yu Zhangsheng's back.

Yu Zhangsheng simply couldn't react in time, instinctively releasing various defensive techniques.

All defensive measures were also exerted to the utmost.

But the might of Wang Sheng's two fists far exceeded Yu Zhangsheng's imagination.

They directly shattered all his various defensive techniques one after another, and Yu Zhangsheng was also sent flying backwards by this punch, vomiting blood unceasingly.

With just a single punch, he was nearly severely injured.

"What terrifying power."

At this moment Yu Zhangsheng also instantly understood just how terrifying the Body-Rending Pill's power was. Although the side effects are huge, this strength increase is simply heaven-defying.

He hurriedly swallowed a Healing Pill, and Wang Sheng had already attacked once again.

Countless Vines continuously entangled, forming a thick wall in front of Yu Zhangsheng, temporarily organizing Wang Sheng's offense.

Yu Zhangsheng also took this opening to pull away distance; Wang Sheng instantly broke through the Vines, but more and more Vines continuously grew out, hindering Wang Sheng's movements.

"Vile beast!"

Wang Sheng was already driven manic by that Body-Rending Pill, and now he was enraged to the extreme by these Vines.

Seeing Cai Xing continuously casting Spells, he actually ignored Yu Zhangsheng and those Vines and charged straight at Cai Xing.

"Not good!"

Yu Zhangsheng hurriedly followed, the Treasure Sword in his hand slashing continuously, Dao Dao Sword Intent cutting out.

Yet he was also directly ignored by Wang Sheng, who let Yu Zhangsheng's attacks land on his back without any regard.

Blood marks on his body kept bursting with blood, yet Wang Sheng felt not the slightest sensation, smashing straight at Cai Xing.

In the emergency, Cai Xing could only release countless Vines to block.

But these things, how could they possibly stop Wang Sheng? Relying solely on his Flesh body's toughness, Wang Sheng actually forcibly passed through countless Vines and punched at Cai Xing.

At this time, the other few Spirit Beasts also came willingly; the Golden-Winged Great Peng urgently grabbed the injured Cai Xing and fled.

Chi Lian Purgatory Dragon then blocked between the two sides, spitting a mouthful of Dragon Flame at Wang Sheng.

"A herd of vile beasts, give me death!"

Wang Sheng clasped his two fists together and boom— struck Chi Lian Purgatory Dragon's Belly, directly knocking it to the ground; its massive body fell with a resounding crash, beaten unconscious alive.

This Wang Sheng's offense is truly too savage.

Yu Zhangsheng at this moment also realized: absolutely cannot clash head-on. (Chapter End)