Chapter 289

Hu Bing rejoined the battle, forcing Wang Jie to have no strength left to counterattack.

Yan Buji's close-combat techniques are numerous, switching back and forth among four sets of fist, palm, staff, and chain shackles, leaving Wang Jie unable to find a point to counterattack; moreover, he himself doesn't know enough about Martial Cultivation, and additionally, the opponent's True Essence actually contains a power that restrains his magical power, making Wang Jie feel extremely stifled.

Including Hu Bing's Taiji Yin-Yang Sword itself, if fully activating the Yang sword, it is also a means to restrain turbid cultivation; Wang Jie gets angrier the more he fights, especially that old thing seeing that he dare not kill him, striking with utter abandon!

Old thing, you've angered me!

You are strong, but I also want to test just how far my limits go!

In the blink of an eye, Hu Bing saw Wang Jie's erupting magical power condense into substance, startled, he withdrew and shouted, "Junior brother, don't! Retreat quickly!"

And Yan Buji, fighting to this point, his long-dormant fervor surged again in his heart.

Even if he has just entered the Foundation Establishment realm, what of it?

He is a Martial Dao Foundation Establishment cultivator; his path of cultivation is inseparable from Martial Dao—do you really think Yan Buji enjoys scheming? It's merely for cultivation.

But as a martial artist, Yan Buji does not fear facing strong opponents, even if he is not a pure martial artist.

After the Ming Wang Degree withdrew, Yan Buji circulated his True Essence to the limit; a wave-like anger surged into his heart and flowed into his limbs, a sensation of soreness and numbness coming and going quickly, and in the blink of an eye Yan Buji's aura surged upward!

"Mid Foundation Establishment?" Hu Bing stared, not expecting Yan Buji to still be able to boost his strength at this moment.

But he is facing a peak Foundation Establishment demon cultivator with full power!

Although Hu Bing also doesn't understand Martial Dao, the gap in realm is such that even if Martial Cultivation is strong in fighting and resisting, it's not....

Die for me!

Boom!

Wang Jie roared in anger, the Impermanent Staff wrapped in a force of ten thousand jun smashed Yan Buji's two-layered spirit shield and killing-energy armor, then slammed into his body!

Yan Buji took a deep breath: "Fervent Degree!!"

Postnatal Gang Qi!

Fervent Degree pushed to the limit, Yan Buji's strength stabilized completely around the peak of mid Foundation Establishment; this is merely an analogy, but with Yan Buji's initial Martial Dao Foundation Establishment strength he can erupt with power close to late Foundation Establishment, showing how terrifying the Martial Dao path is.

Moreover, Yan Buji is not limited to Martial Dao means; while using Dao martial technique with Postnatal Gang Qi protecting his body, he also summoned the Accumulation Armor, which appeared before him!

From the Impermanent Staff shattering the Postnatal Gang Qi, a huge force suddenly struck his chest; large amounts of damage were absorbed by the Accumulation Armor, the yin‑ming qi from the Impermanent Staff rushed into his body, but was also blocked by the Accumulation Armor.

At the same time, Yan Buji immediately circulated the Wind‑Thunder Five Elements Technique to protect his internal organs, neutralizing the force of Wang Jie's resentful strike!

But it was not completely blocked; he was still blown far away by the staff, staggering and landing again on a flying bamboo leaf tens of meters high in the air.

Is this what a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator is like?

Just one blow forced Yan Buji to use all his means, barely avoiding injury!

If Yan Buji hadn't had foresight and prepared many protective measures in advance, that staff would have blown him up!

But this was only Yan Buji's thought; Wang Jie and Hu Bing were even more shocked.

"You're unharmed?! You can't be unharmed!!" Wang Jie looked like a madman; although that strike of his used no magical support, relying solely on the Impermanent Staff's three‑stage Accumulation Device power, it's not something a Foundation Establishment cultivator could block!

Unless he is near Golden Core stage!

But how could that be possible?

"Spirit shield, killing‑energy armor, Accumulation Armor, True Essence body protection, Martial Dao Foundation Establishment? You actually can use Martial and Law Dual Cultivation simultaneously?!!" Wang Jie gripped the Impermanent Staff, suddenly feeling a threat.

If that old thing were a Magical Cultivation Foundation Establishment cultivator, I'd probably die here today.

Martial and Law Dual Cultivation—being able to simultaneously use means from two different systems—what kind of genius is this?

No wonder the superior values him so highly!

Cannot kill, cannot kill....

Run!

"Want to run?!"

Hu Bing saw Wang Jie trying to leave and immediately moved to intercept him.

"Get lost!"

"Clang!"

Hu Bing blocked a strike with his sword, the tremendous force transmitted and he spat another mouthful of blood.

"Junior brother, help me!"

"Senior brother!"

Yan Buji shouted loudly, then rushed forward again to surround Wang Jie and launch an attack!

Faced with Yan Buji's frequent tactics, Wang Jie again dared not deliver a killing blow, so he shifted his focus to lamp Hu Bing, madly attacking in hopes of killing him and fleeing this place quickly.

"Old thing, don't ruin the superior's plan, or we'll both die! Let me kill your senior brother!" Wang Jie, vexed by Yan Buji's harassment, roared angrily.

"What superior? I don't know, but I know you want to kill my senior brother, and I can't tolerate that!" Yan Buji immediately retorted.

"You! You really dare to betray trust and righteousness and become an enemy of the superior?"

"As an enemy? Hmph, they're just pawns; you still wholeheartedly serve him—truly, you demonic cultivator are so loyal and devoted, forgetting how you embarked on this demonic path!"

"Old thing, you!"

"Senior brother!"

Hu Bing's eyes turned cold, his magical power burst forth; suddenly thunder roared in the sky, and a bolt of lightning struck his long sword!

"Divine Thunder Clears Demons!"

Wang Jie stared wide‑eyed; that terrifying heavenly thunder aura was like a raging giant beast, bearing endless pressure and destructive power, surging from the edge of Hu Bing's sword. It seemed like a roar from ancient times, giving an irresistible majesty.

This aura was like the force of thunder and ten thousand jun, shaking the surrounding air and forming a powerful airflow vortex; it sounded with crackling, as if countless bolts of lightning intertwined and flashed in the air.

In the blink of an eye!

Only a sword flash was seen!

Boom!

Thunder roared loudly; Wang Jie gripped the Impermanent Staff and exerted all his strength to resist, but suddenly he felt himself placed in some kind of space where movement was difficult.

"Not good!"

Seeing Yan Buji holding a thunder spear, he suddenly hurled it!

Boom!

The combination of the Qi Condensing Secret Technique and the thunder spear again formed an explosion; in this, Yan Buji further used the power of the Ten Flower Pupil Secret Technique, completely disturbing the magical power and spiritual aura fluctuations around Wang Jie, and the resulting explosion swept across a hundred li, with large amounts of sand, stone, and dirt flying everywhere!

Hu Bing and Yan Buji, who were beside the explosion vortex, immediately circulated their magical power to protect themselves, nervously looking into the vortex.

A corpse fell from high altitude and smashed heavily onto the ground.

Yan Buji, quick-eyed and quick-handed, grabbed Wang Jie's corpse and lifted it in his hand.

"Senior Brother, Wang Jie is dead!"

Sensing that Wang Jie's aura had completely vanished, Hu Bing let out a breath of relief, but did not lower his sword; instead, he looked at Yan Buji:

"Junior Brother, you...."

"Senior Brother, we have ruined the plans of a Nascent Soul True Lord; we had best return quickly to Qing Shan Sect, or else we will surely die." Yan Buji said calmly.

Nascent Soul True Lord?!