Chapter 1145: Suppressing Netherworld

"So strong..."

Netherworld, who had just dodged the power of He Pingsheng's strike, narrowed her eyes fiercely.

She knew He Pingsheng was very heaven-defying.

She had also thought that He Pingsheng was very capable of fighting.

But she didn't expect He Pingsheng to be this strong!

She thought she had overestimated He Pingsheng, but it turned out she had underestimated him too much.

How should she put it?

Netherworld herself was a genius; otherwise, she wouldn't have been valued by the City Lord's Master.

She was currently at the fifth layer of the Heavenly Immortal stage, but usually, she wouldn't fall behind when fighting Heavenly Immortals at the eighth or ninth layer.

And just like that... I was actually surpassed by someone at the eleventh layer of the Earth Immortal stage, can you believe it?

The key was that in this exchange, the other party hadn't fallen behind.

And the other party hadn't used any Immortal Artifacts, just bare hands.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss..."

Strong to an outrageous degree!

"Come again!" He Pingsheng roared, and a massive fist condensed again, smashing down from the void.

Great Sun Vajra Fist is an Immortal Art in terms of body-refining; it is supported by blood-energy, not by Immortal Essence.

Facing such a strong attack, Netherworld had no intention of resisting it head-on.

She could only dodge!

But He Pingsheng's attacks fell like dense raindrops.

Bang...

Bang...

Bang...

One punch, two punches, three punches...

Eight punches were thrown in one breath.

Although all eight punches were dodged by Netherworld, every punch that hit the ground caused at least one mountain peak to shatter.

After eight punches, this area of mountains within a thousand miles had been beaten into a broken and unrecognizable shape.

"Come again..."

He Pingsheng's ninth punch fell.

At this moment, his thousand-zhang body also pressed over.

The massive fist was dozens of zhang in size, falling from the sky like a small mountain, flashing with golden light.

This strike was not a fist condensed from blood-energy, but He Pingsheng's real fist.

This punch was the ultimate expression of blood-energy.

The texture was clear, and even the fine hairs on it could be seen clearly.

Under this strike, there was even a hint of locking the void.

Netherworld was half a beat slow and couldn't dodge it no matter what.

But fortunately, she had only been dodging and hadn't consumed too much Immortal Essence, so she took out a round silver shield and braced it with a bang.

The shield instantly turned into a hundred zhang in size, blocking in front of He Pingsheng's fist.

Majestic Immortal Essence poured out from Netherworld's body, and the braced shield was thick to the extreme; to the naked eye, it looked almost indestructible.

Bang...

The golden fist landed fiercely on the thick shield the next moment.

For an instant, the air seemed to stand still.

Between heaven and earth, it was perfectly quiet.

He Pingsheng's fist pressed against the shield, and the shield blocked He Pingsheng's fist.

It looked plain and unremarkable.

However, after one breath, majestic energy suddenly poured out from the point of contact, and the massive energy pressure pushed He Pingsheng's fist away; at the same time, the silver shield shattered.

Blinding light turned into a ball, making people unable to open their eyes.

Then, in this vast ball of light, Netherworld's small figure suddenly shot out, swooshing across the horizon and rushing obliquely toward the ground below.

A deep gully was torn open on the ground, and countless trees and rocks turned into powder.

Netherworld was smashed fiercely onto the ground.

The next moment, with the crater she smashed as the center, spider-web-like cracks on the ground meandered in all directions, shocking to the eye.

"Open..."

Although Netherworld was smashed to the ground, she was actually not injured.

With a shout, as her jade hand waved, a green sword light flew out with a boom, flying toward He Pingsheng.

This sword light was not strong at the beginning, only three feet in size, but it slowly expanded during its flight, and by the time it flew to He Pingsheng and slashed down, it had turned into a thousand-zhang sword shadow.

He Pingsheng naturally wouldn't sit and wait for death!

He waved his hand, and as his massive golden arm swung, a crimson rod was pulled out by him.

He swung the rod horizontally, not biased, just blocking the sword light.

Primordial Purple Gold Rod!

The tier of this thing was extremely high.

He Pingsheng was now an Earth Immortal cultivator, but he still couldn't strengthen it with the Treasure Basin, so the tier could be imagined.

Clang...

The sound of metal clashing echoed, turning into a sound wave that spread horizontally toward the four horizons, like a ripple in the void.

The next moment, the rod and the long sword each retreated a certain distance.

He Pingsheng suddenly retracted his thousand-zhang body, and the large rod in his hand turned into a black long spear, thrusting out fiercely.

Divine Ability: Ten Thousand Extinctions Return to Origin!

During these three thousand years of seclusion, He Pingsheng also pondered the divine abilities he had in the Spirit Realm.

This strike of Ten Thousand Extinctions Return to Origin could not be deployed using He Pingsheng's usual methods.

After all, the rules of the Immortal Realm and the Spirit Realm were different.

But when He Pingsheng attacked, he only took the energy part of the divine ability and discarded the Daoist attack part; in this way, although the power was reduced quite a bit, it was still a Heavenly Tier Immortal Art.

Bang...

As the spear thrust out, a golden light suddenly erupted from He Pingsheng's feet.

Immortal Art: Shadow-Severing Immortal Art!

His speed increased fivefold instantly, and by the time Netherworld reacted and wanted to respond, He Pingsheng's crimson rod had turned into a black long spear, and the tip of the spear had already pierced into her skin.

He Pingsheng did not continue the attack, but just stopped here.

Netherworld felt cold all over!

She didn't expect that she, such a genius, would be forced into a dead end by a guy who was one major rank lower than her.

Even forced to the edge of life and death.

"To kill you, I don't even need to borrow external force!" He Pingsheng waved his hand, and a Heaven-Mixing Sword Talisman was thrown into the void, spinning slightly: "Of course, if I don't want to take action, one Immortal Talisman is enough!"

"Fellow Daoist He... Fellow Daoist He, stop..."

"Show mercy!"

The Zhu Que Kongkong Kongkong Yao Di Nan Qi crawled over and knelt to plead for mercy.

He Pingsheng looked coldly at Netherworld: "I am not killing you today... not because I am looking at the face of a fellow countryman!"

"And even less because of the Zhu Que Kongkong Kongkong Yao Di's pleading!"

"The friendship between me and the Zhu Que Kongkong Kongkong Yao Di was just a transaction; this transaction ended after I helped Nan Qiqi participate in the Stone Platform Gathering!"

Netherworld lay half-reclined on the ground, looking at the spear tip on her chest, and asked: "Then why?"

He Pingsheng said: "There is a female immortal in the lower realm named Red Luo; she is your clone!"

"She is very good; she saved me twice!"

"Before, she obtained an Immortal Peach to extend her lifespan; if my guess is correct, she should still be alive now!"

"If I kill you today, she will also perish into dust!"

"I don't want her to die, so you should thank your clone!"

"But letting you go just like that is also impossible!" ===== CHAPTER 1146 =====