PFC Chapter 252 The Strongest Showdown
Chapter 252 The Strongest Showdown
Ku Hui took two steps forward slowly without saying a word, looking at the old man with a slightly solemn expression.
After searching for decades, he finally met the person he had been looking for all along!
"You incompetent wretch, how dare you invade my mountain gate! You're courting death!"
The old man in black robes faced the three groups of people who had stormed into the mountain gate and said coldly. Immediately afterward, an invisible pressure burst forth from his body and enveloped everyone's heads!
"what happened?!"
Li Mochou's expression changed drastically. Suddenly, she stumbled and hurriedly used her sword to brace herself, barely managing to regain her balance.
"How is this possible?! Is he not human?!"
Qing Lingzi and Qin Mohan also bent over instantly, their faces turning pale and their foreheads covered in cold sweat!
"Amitabha..."
Ku Hui shouted a sentence, clasped his hands together, and barely supported his body. He originally thought that the old man in black robes had used some kind of bewitching technique and hoped that chanting the sutra would break everyone's evil spell!
But he soon discovered that it was not some kind of sorcery, but real pressure!
This invisible pressure made everyone unable to lift their heads, and even breathing became difficult!
The old man didn't even raise his hand! He barely moved at all!
It wasn't just Li Mochou and Ku Hui who were controlled by this invisible pressure; even the members of the Vajra Sect were in excruciating pain. Some of the weaker ones were practically kneeling on the ground, instinctively and desperately resisting the pressure!
"You're right, I am no longer a lowly mortal, I am a god!"
"He is the supreme god of the mortal realm!"
Perhaps having heard Qin Mohan's words, the black-robed elder snorted coldly, suddenly spread his arms, and arrogantly looked up to the sky, saying...
"Could he really be practicing evil magic?!"
Ku Hui struggled to support her body, mustered all her strength to lift her head, and looked at the old friend shrouded in black robes. She hesitated and spoke.
"Those who offend my mountain gate shall die!"
The old man in black robes said coldly, and suddenly charged down at the three groups of people. In the blink of an eye, he had already reached them, as fast as lightning!
"what!"
A series of horrific screams erupted instantly as the black-robed elder charged into the crowd as if it were nothing, leaving a trail of blood wherever he went, with no one able to stop him!
Just at this critical moment, a dragon's roar suddenly rang out, followed by a flash of sword light. A sharp longsword suddenly appeared from the night and rushed straight towards the black-robed old man!
The Soaring Sky Sword!
The black-robed elder, who was relentlessly slaughtering his way through the enemy ranks, sensed the danger behind him, turned around abruptly, and unleashed a palm strike that directly struck the Lingxiao Sword!
With a loud bang, the Lingxiao Sword, which had been struck, did not fall. Instead, it turned around and flew back into the night!
Seeing this, the old man in black robes was clearly surprised. He stopped making a move and turned around to coldly look in the direction where the long sword had disappeared!
Just then, Ling Xiao, who had disappeared into the night, attacked again, faster than before, and once again stabbed at the black-robed old man!
The old man in black robes remained calm and unhurried, unleashing a flurry of punches and kicks, instantly engaging in fierce combat with the Lingxiao Sword!
Although everyone around was still unable to move, they all witnessed this bizarre scene!
It seems unbelievable that a person claiming to be a god is engaged in an unusual and fierce battle with a sharp sword!
Everything is so bizarre!
After more than ten rounds of fierce fighting, Lingxiao Sword was once again forced back by the black-robed elder. However, the black-robed elder seemed to have suffered a great humiliation. He ignored the enemy around him and took a step more than ten feet away, coldly looking at the rooftops shrouded in darkness not far away!
"Who's causing this trouble?! Show yourself!"
With a sharp shout from the old man in black robes, a figure slowly appeared before everyone's eyes.
But to everyone's surprise, the newcomer was also suspended in mid-air, with one hand behind his back and the other holding a gourd of wine!
Soon people realized that although the person was also floating in mid-air, he was actually standing on a long sword that emitted a pure white luster!
"It's Young Master Duan?!"
Qing Lingzi was the first to recognize the tall figure standing on the sword's edge and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
Ku Hui, Li Mochou, and the others quickly recognized Duan Zhengchun. They all stared in surprise, and their fear of the old man in black robes vanished instantly!
Although Duan Zhengchun floated in the air with his long sword suspended in mid-air, which was not as skillful as the old man in black robes, his ability to fly with a sword was unparalleled in the world!
"Oh it's you?!"
The old man in black robes also recognized Duan Zhengchun. Although he had only seen Duan Zhengchun from afar ten years ago, he recognized Duan Zhengchun's appearance at a glance.
"You dare call yourself a god?!"
"Gods cannot be killed. I wonder if you are invulnerable to swords and spears, and immortal!"
Duan Zhengchun tilted his head back and took a sip of wine, coldly looking at the black-robed old man who was already standing on the ground, a disdainful sneer appearing on his lips.
He had just witnessed the black-robed elder's outstretched hand from the shadows and knew that the elder's martial arts were unfathomable. They could no longer be called martial arts; they were more like evil arts and divine arts!
Perhaps this person was the most powerful enemy he had ever encountered in his life!
However, with a formidable enemy at hand, he did not want to diminish the prestige of his own side, so he immediately used his ability to control his sword with his qi, hoping to help the three groups he had brought regain their confidence!
This battle can only be won, not lost, otherwise everyone will die on Zixia Peak!
"Ten years ago, when you infiltrated my Vajra Sect and did whatever you wanted, it was only because I had not yet accomplished my great task that you were able to leave Zixia Peak alive!"
"Ten years have passed, and I have mastered the great skills. Today, I will start with you. Soon, I will crush the martial arts world and become the only one who reigns supreme!"
The old man in black robes pointed a finger at Duan Zhengchun, and his cold words reached the ears of everyone present.
Over the years, many members of the Vajra Sect have died at the hands of Duan Zhengchun, including the Golden Wheel Monk. Therefore, Duan Zhengchun has long been the Vajra Sect's number one enemy!
"I must admit, you are indeed very strong, but your claim of conquering the entire martial arts world is utterly laughable!"
"Let me see for myself today, and see if you can keep me here!"
Duan Zhengchun sneered and said disdainfully.
"Since that's the case, then let's send you to your death first!"
The old man in black robes roared and suddenly rushed towards Duan Zhengchun like lightning, appearing in front of Duan Zhengchun in the blink of an eye!
Duan Zhengchun's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly launched a palm strike!
With a loud bang, Duan Zhengchun was sent flying backward, crashing onto a distant rooftop with his sword, sending up countless shattered tiles!
The gourd in his hand fell into the mountain of corpses and sea of blood!
Seeing this, Li Mochou and the others, who had regained their confidence, were instantly dumbfounded. No one expected that even Duan Zhengchun could not withstand a single move from the black-robed old man!
The old man in black robes laughed disdainfully twice, then turned around to face Li Mochou and the others again, and the invisible pressure in the air intensified once more!
"Hehehehe..."
Just then, a sinister laugh suddenly came from the rubble in the distance, and then Duan Zhengchun, who had been thrown out, slowly stood up.
The old man in black robes was also taken aback for a moment, then turned around abruptly to look at Duan Zhengchun, who was still alive, clearly somewhat surprised.
"Is that all?"
Duan Zhengchun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stared intently at the black-robed old man floating in mid-air, and said something indifferently. Immediately afterward, a powerful fighting spirit burst forth, almost pouring into the invisible pressure that had already existed!
Sensing Duan Zhengchun's fighting spirit, Li Mochou and the others, who had been suppressed, instantly felt a little relieved. They forced themselves to stand up straight and looked expectantly at Duan Zhengchun, who was slowly taking steps.
Now almost all of them are unable to move, and their only hope of survival rests on Duan Zhengchun!
"impossible!"
You might survive one of my attacks!
The old man in black robes slowly shook his head and said in disbelief, as if his understanding had been severely shaken.
"This is just the beginning!"
Duan Zhengchun said coldly, then suddenly sprang up and charged directly at the black-robed elder. At the same time, a flash of sword light appeared, and the Lingxiao Sword followed closely behind, serving as a tool for Duan Zhengchun to gain momentum in the air while stabbing towards the black-robed elder with lightning speed!
...