Chapter 1217

One of the eight great Dharma Protectors of the Guiwang Sect.

"Hehehe… you've got some sense, I'll give you that!" The man snorted coldly, then suddenly clenched both fists tight; his knuckles cracked and popped, and a bone-chilling murderous aura instantly spread across his whole body.

"You… are Ximen Wudi?"

"That's right!" Ximen Wudi narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the man, and spoke lightly.

"Then that makes things easy!"

Whoosh!

The man suddenly darted up to Ximen Wudi's face and lashed out with a fan-like great palm.

The corner of Ximen Wudi's mouth curved into a hint of a devilish smile; instead of retreating he advanced, meeting the man's great palm head-on.

Bang!

With a single strike, Ximen Wudi actually sent the man flying.

Thud!

"Owow!"

The man crashed to the ground, grimacing in pain, his face full of fury.

"Damn it, I'm one of the eight great Dharma Protectors of the Guiwang Sect, and I actually took a loss — what a pathetic joke!"

The man rubbed his backside, climbed up from the ground, and glared at Ximen Wudi.

"You little brat, take this!" The man leapt up and charged at Ximen Wudi once more.

The corner of Ximen Wudi's mouth traced a mocking arc; he still didn't move a muscle, letting the man's attacks land on his body.

Boom boom boom…

A string of muffled thuds rang out one after another, like rain drumming on plantain leaves, ceaseless.

But every time he struck Ximen Wudi, a thin film of spiritual energy that surfaced on Ximen Wudi's body bounced him away.

Gradually, the man's forehead broke out in sweat, and his speed grew slower and slower.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, the man let out a strange, soft sound of surprise.

Then, the man withdrew his attack and stared at Ximen Wudi with a wary face.

"What realm are you really in, to have such a terrifying defense!"

The corner of Ximen Wudi's mouth wore a cold smile that seemed to be there yet not, and looking at the man, he slowly spat out four words.

"Qi Refining Stage Three!"

Pfft!

The tea the man had just sipped shot straight out of his mouth, and he stared at Ximen Wudi in utter astonishment.

Damn, is this guy lying?

With that scrawny little frame of his, he's at Qi Refining Stage Three?

Still, in a situation like this, he definitely couldn't call the bluff.

The man forced a stiff smile onto his face.

"Hehe, brother, are you messing with me? You, at Qi Refining Stage Three, can actually withstand an attack at the level of a Guiwang Sect Dharma Protector?"

"Is that so?" Ximen Wudi smiled playfully, then suddenly kicked the ground hard with one leg; his body instantly became a blur of afterimages as he shot straight at the man.

The man's pupils contracted sharply, and he hurriedly raised his palms to meet the attack.

Boom!

The palms of the two crashed heavily together.

"Pfft!" The man's face instantly went deathly pale, and he staggered back several steps.

"How is this possible — this guy's strength is actually greater than mine!"

A monstrous wave of shock surged in the man's heart; he had never imagined that, although his own strength far surpassed Ximen Wudi's, he was still at a disadvantage — it was simply unbelievable.

But this suited his purposes just fine.

Because the stronger Ximen Wudi's attacks, the easier it would be for him to kill Ximen Wudi!

The man looked at Ximen Wudi with a vicious gaze and licked his cracked lips.

"Hehe, you're asking for death!"

"Go to hell!" The man's words had barely fallen when he suddenly vaulted up, lunging like a tiger, and slammed down viciously at Ximen Wudi.

"Hmph!" Ximen Wudi tipped his nose with contempt and raised his leg to kick at the man's chest.

"Seeking death!" The man roared, his two hands forming claws, and lunged from left and right at Ximen Wudi's ribs, intending to cripple his hands and feet.

"Break!" However, Ximen Wudi suddenly let out a thunderous roar; his fists hammered down like cannon fire, crashing boom-boom-boom onto the man's twin claws.

Crack crack crack….

The man's fingernails snapped off one by one; the tremendous force traveled into his body and sent him flying.

Pfft!

The man opened his mouth and sprayed out a mouthful of filthy blood; his face instantly withered, wretched to the extreme.

Ximen Wudi stood in place without budging an inch, looking at the man with an utterly calm expression.

"Impossible!" The man lay on the ground, staring at Ximen Wudi in disbelief; in his eyes there was nothing left but resentment.

He had actually lost!

Although he was a Dharma Protector of the Guiwang Sect, his cultivation had reached at most the early stage of Foundation Establishment; and because his cultivation art was unusual, his combat ability wasn't all that strong, which was why he had become the chief of the eight great Dharma Protectors.

And that had been under circumstances where the opponent looked down on him, and only by ambushing had he narrowly won.

But who would have thought that this youngster, who hadn't even grown all his fuzz yet, was actually so much stronger than him — it completely overturned everything he knew.

"Brat, who exactly are you? State your name!"

"You don't need to know!" Ximen Wudi shook his head.

"Bastard, my Guiwang Sect has always had no dealings with your Fairy Yunxiao Sect — why must you make an enemy of us!"

"Heh heh…" Ximen Wudi listened and could not help but let out a cold laugh, a sigh escaping him, a deep hatred surfacing in his eyes.

"My Fairy Yunxiao Sect's foundation of several thousand years was destroyed by your Guiwang Sect's hands. If I, Ximen Wudi, do not cut you down today to sacrifice to the heroic spirits of my sect, I swear I will not stop!"

Having said this, Ximen Wudi's figure suddenly flickered, closing in on the man once more, and a whip-kick lashed out.

"How dare you!" The man flew into a rage, suddenly throwing a fist to meet Ximen Wudi's leg.

Boom!

The man's fist and Ximen Wudi's leg collided, emitting a sharp crack. Immediately after, the man's body was as if struck by lightning, sent flying backward.

The man flipped over mid-air, landing steadily on the ground. A thread of fresh blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, and the killing intent in his eyes grew even thicker.

"I'll tear you into ten thousand pieces!"

"Netherworld Heart-Devouring Palm!" The man let out a low roar, his body instantly floating up, and he shot toward Ximen Wudi at high speed.

"Come well!" Ximen Wudi stood proudly in place, brilliant light shooting from his eyes, awaiting the man's arrival.

Very quickly, the man charged up to Ximen Wudi, a chilling glint fully revealed in his eyes, and struck a palm toward Ximen Wudi's neck.

The corner of Ximen Wudi's mouth curled up, revealing a mocking arc, and then his figure suddenly shot up from the ground.

"Ha!" Ximen Wudi clenched both hands into fists, shook them forcefully — like two iron rods — and swept them toward the man's chest.

"Damn it, how can he be this strong!" The man cursed inwardly, and in his panic could only withdraw his palm to defend, barely avoiding the vital spot.

Bang!

Ximen Wudi's twin fists landed solidly on the man's shoulders.

"Awoo!" The man let out a wail, his shoulder blade directly crushed in a comminuted fracture, his entire arm hanging limp.

The man cried out in agony, clutching his shoulder as he ran.

"Where do you think you're going!" Seeing this, Ximen Wudi's figure flickered as he gave chase.

"Stop right there for me!" The man turned around, murder in his eyes, and roared at Ximen Wudi.

"Hm?" Hearing this, Ximen Wudi's brow furrowed slightly, and his footsteps paused for a moment.

"Little beast, if you have the guts then follow me to the Guiwang Sect, and let the experts of my Guiwang Sect destroy you!"

"Heh heh, do you think that's possible?" Ximen Wudi gave a disdainful smile.