Chapter 337: Far From Enough
The Emperor's voice fell.
A dazzling Immortal Light suddenly surged upon his right middle finger.
"Condense!"
With a low shout from him, that brilliant Immortal Light was rapidly compressed and refined, finally transforming into a Soul Spear wreathed in Immortal Light.
"I shall evolve my strongest Technique using the power of my Immortal Bone."
"Let's see how you block this!"
Amidst a cold sneer, the Soul Spear tore through the air.
"Then you had better open your eyes wide and watch closely."
Wang Jianqiang chuckled.
Spirit Pattern Power and Five-Element Power were both compressed into his fist, and at the same time, a cluster of scorching blue flames ignited upon his fist.
His entire body flew out like an arrow, smashing a fist into the Immortal Light Soul Spear.
Boom!
A terrifying energy storm instantly erupted.
It engulfed both him and the Emperor completely.
The next moment.
The Emperor was sent flying backward out of the energy storm.
His robes were incinerated, and several charred marks appeared on his body.
After steadying his figure, he stared fixedly at the place where the energy storm had swept through.
A moment later.
The energy storm that had filled the sky dissipated.
Wang Jianqiang's figure appeared.
At this moment, Wang Jianqiang's robes had also been shredded by the energy storm.
However, there was not a single wound on his body, which was glowing with Golden Light.
Seeing this scene, the Emperor's expression could not help but turn ugly.
The opponent actually controlled a powerful Spirit Flame as well.
Having exhausted his full strength, not only had he failed to crush him, but he had instead fallen into a disadvantage!
"Tsk tsk, is this what they call the aptitude of a supreme being? The strength doesn't seem like much."
"Compared to my Senior Brother, it's far off."
Just then, a mocking voice suddenly came.
The Emperor looked at Mu Lingxi, and after noticing the undisguised sarcasm in her expression, his face darkened.
Following that, he suddenly discovered that Mu Lingxi's gaze was darting back and forth between him and Wang Jianqiang.
He subconsciously squeezed his legs together.
He couldn't help but look at Wang Jianqiang again, his pupils constricting.
Boundless shame and anger rose in his heart.
A flash of light appeared on his body, and he donned a brand-new robe.
Seeing this scene.
Wang Yuyao and Su Yutong couldn't help but laugh.
Although Xing Li, Tu Shan Youyou, and Qingcheng were more reserved than the former two, the smiles on their faces were also very obvious.
Sensing the mocking gazes of the few, the Emperor's face instantly turned even redder, and even began to turn purple.
He glared fiercely at Mu Lingxi, then looked at Wang Jianqiang, "Your strength is indeed very great; I admit that I underestimated you before."
"But Five-Element Power is, after all, just an external force; I don't believe you can keep using it forever."
As soon as his voice fell, he once again stimulated the power of his Immortal Bone, controlling it to transform into an Immortal Light Soul Spear to stab at Wang Jianqiang.
While the Immortal Light Soul Spear consumed a great deal, relying on his Nascent Soul Stage Perfection cultivation, there was no problem at all in casting it dozens of times in a row.
The opponent was merely at the Nascent Soul Early Stage, with cultivation far weaker than his own.
He did not believe the opponent could cast an attack of that intensity dozens of times in a row.
Even if his body could withstand it, with his mere Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivation, it was absolutely impossible for him to repeatedly trigger treasures that many times!
"Without the Five-Element Power, even if the opponent's physical strength is formidable and he possesses a powerful Spirit Flame, he still has a way to defeat him."
Hearing the Emperor's words.
The corners of Wang Jianqiang's mouth couldn't help but pull into a faint arc.
Comparing consumption?
Although his cultivation was far inferior to the opponent's.
But under the triple superposition of the Years Sacred Body, the Five-Element Nascent Soul, and the Pure Yang Power.
He really wasn't afraid of the opponent.
He clenched his fist.
Spirit Pattern Power, Five-Color Spirit Power, and Spirit Flame Power surged forth.
He threw a punch.
Boom!
Amidst a huge roar.
The scorching aftermath spread out.
The Emperor was forced back again.
He forcibly steadied his figure and, without the slightest pause, killed toward Wang Jianqiang once more.
His plan was very simple.
Although he could not gain the upper hand, Wang Jianqiang could not heavily injure him either.
He could completely increase his attack rate and exhaust the other party's power.
What a pity.
The affairs of the world are unpredictable.
After he had exchanged blows with Wang Jianqiang for over thirty rounds in succession.
He clearly felt his own strength beginning to falter.
Looking at Wang Jianqiang, he was still neither red-faced nor panting.
His aura was stable, without the slightest sign of exhaustion.
He could not help but doubt his life.
He, a dignified Nascent Soul Perfection Cultivator, was actually unable to outlast a mere Nascent Soul Early Stage Cultivator???
Whoosh~
Just at this moment.
A scorching aura struck.
He immediately came to his senses.
In this moment of hesitation, Wang Jianqiang actually did not have the slightest hesitation and took the initiative to attack!
Di's expression changed.
He hurriedly activated the power of his Immortal Bone to counterattack.
However, because his own Spiritual Power was beginning to run low, the power of his attacks slid downward, no longer possessing the composure from before.
He was struck by a blow and flew off in a sorry state, his internal organs all shaken.
His complexion instantly turned pale, and his clothes were covered in scorch marks.
Whoosh~
After the blow, Wang Jianqiang did not have the slightest hesitation and threw another punch.
Seeing this scene, Di's expression could not help but darken.
The situation seemed to have reversed.
Previously, it was he who increased his attack rate, wanting to exhaust Wang Jianqiang's power.
And now.
He discovered the situation was wrong and instinctively wanted to lower his attack rate, but Wang Jianqiang had instead begun to increase his attack rate.
He had no choice but to grit his teeth and condense the power of his Immortal Bone to resist Wang Jianqiang's attack.
This time, his attacks were increasingly weak.
Puchi~
A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out, and he flew backward for over a hundred zhang.
His expression was unsightly.
He seemed to have trapped himself!
If he continued to stay, he would undoubtedly die.
Thinking of this, the fighting spirit in his heart completely dissipated.
Arrogant as he was, he could no longer care about his own face.
He turned and flew away toward the distance.
Wang Jianqiang frowned and transformed into a golden rainbow to chase after him.
At the same time, a voice entered Mu Lingxi's ears.
"Lingxi!"
Hearing this, Mu Lingxi immediately reacted.
The Three Lives Body was instantly deployed.
The three bodies formed seals, and power gathered into the main body.
The main body pressed her palm toward the front.
An Ice Mirror condensed and appeared, with the mirror face aimed at that figure rapidly moving away.
Her slender jade hand grabbed toward the Ice Mirror.
In the distance.
Di's figure suddenly stalled.
He felt as if his body were being grabbed by a giant hand and dragged backward.
At the same time.
The space around his body seemed to have turned into a giant mouth, wanting to swallow him whole.
His expression changed.
He hurriedly mobilized a wisp of Immortal Bone power to point behind him.
Boom~
A loud noise erupted from the void, and that invisible palm instantly vanished.
The surrounding space also returned to calm.
At the same time.
The Ice Mirror in front of Mu Lingxi instantly shattered.
Her face turned pale, a wisp of fresh blood spilled from her mouth, and she retreated several steps.
Although her combat strength was formidable, she suffered from the disadvantage of a weaker cultivation base.
The Emperor's strike, fueled by the power of the Immortal Bone, shattered her Ice Mirror with ease.
However, her original intention was not to capture the opponent directly.
Just as the Emperor shattered the power of the Ice Mirror.
Wang Jianqiang had already caught up.
He threw a punch.
The scorching and overbearing fist energy permeated the heavens and earth like surging waves.
It engulfed the Emperor, covering the sky and blotting out the sun.
End of Chapter
