PFC Chapter 117 Can you defeat me like this?
Chapter 117 Can you defeat me like this?
Zhuang Yu felt the increasingly powerful aura approaching, like a sharp sword hanging over his head, ready to fall at any moment.
He gripped the artifact tightly; the icy touch from his palm only made him more alert.
His eyes were resolute, like a tiger poised to pounce, fixed intently on the direction of the crack.
The spiritual energy within his body surged like a rushing river, rapidly circulating through his meridians and emitting deep rumbling sounds—his preparations for the upcoming battle.
He must give it his all to survive in this perilous world of cultivation.
He glanced sideways and secretly stole a look at Master Zixiao.
The old man appeared solemn, but deep in his eyes lurked a barely perceptible greed.
Zhuang Yu sneered inwardly, thinking that the old man must be up to some trick again.
He wouldn't let his guard down; in the world of cultivation, people's hearts are more unpredictable than demons.
"Boom——"
With a deafening roar, as if the sky were being torn apart, a gigantic figure slowly emerged from the crack.
It was a completely black magical beast, its body as large as a mountain, every inch of its muscles brimming with explosive power.
Its scarlet eyes, like two enormous blood lanterns, exuded a suffocating pressure.
The appearance of the monster made the surrounding air heavy, as if an invisible giant mountain was pressing down on everyone's hearts.
The monster let out a deafening roar, the sound waves cutting through the surrounding void like an invisible blade.
Immediately afterwards, it swung its huge claws, creating a gust of wind that instantly swept up the surrounding rocks, turning them into countless fragments that hurtled towards Zhuang Yu and the others.
Zhuang Yu's eyes narrowed, and he dared not be negligent. He shouted and activated the divine weapon in his hand.
A dazzling light burst forth from the artifact, transforming into a massive light shield that blocked the way.
At the same time, Master Zixiao also made his move. He summoned a flying sword, its sword energy crisscrossing and transforming into a sword net, which, together with Zhuang Yu's light shield, blocked the attack of the demonic beast.
"boom--"
The light shield, the sword net, and the giant claws of the monster collided violently, creating a deafening roar.
The massive shockwave spread outwards like a bomb exploding.
The surrounding mountains shook violently, countless rocks tumbled down, and the entire earth trembled.
The cultivators in the distance were already terrified and fled in panic.
This attack made them feel the power of the monsters more directly.
The battle had barely begun, yet it was already so intense and so shocking, far exceeding everyone's expectations.
"This..." Li Ming's eyes widened as he looked at the scene before him, which resembled the end of the world. His previous arrogance had vanished, replaced by deep fear.
He gripped the longsword tightly in his hand, his fingertips turning white from the force...
Li Ming's legs trembled uncontrollably as he looked at the colossal claws of the demonic beast that blotted out the sky and the deafening roar.
He swallowed hard; his former arrogance had long been swallowed by fear.
His master, Master Zixiao, had repeatedly told him that he was a genius that was rare in the cultivation world, and that he would surely have a bright future.
But now, facing this world-destroying power, he felt as insignificant as an ant, and the so-called title of "genius" seemed more like a great irony.
"Li Ming! Hurry up and lend me a hand!" Master Zixiao roared, his voice torn apart by the roar of the demonic beast.
Li Ming acted as if he hadn't heard anything. His eyes flickered, and he had only one thought in his mind: escape!
The further away the better!
He suddenly turned around, channeled all his spiritual power, and transformed into a streak of light, fleeing into the distance.
"Traitorous disciple! How dare you desert your post!" Master Zixiao was furious. He never expected that his disciple, whom he had carefully taught, would abandon him at such a crucial moment.
This not only caused him to lose face, but also put him in a predicament where he was attacked from both sides.
Overwhelmed with shame and anger, Master Zixiao coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale.
Zhuang Yu took in all of this and sneered inwardly.
This Master Zixiao has always prided himself on being from a prestigious and righteous sect, but now he has ended up in such a state, which can be considered as reaping what he sowed.
His gaze sharpened, and taking advantage of the moment when the demon beast's attention was drawn to Master Zixiao, the divine artifact in his hand shone brightly, and a dazzling golden light shot out like lightning, striking the demon beast's brow.
"Awooo—" The monster let out a shrill scream, its huge body trembling violently.
The golden light, like a maggot clinging to its bone, was firmly fixed on its brow, constantly devouring its life force.
The surrounding cultivators couldn't help but gasp in surprise at this sight.
They had thought Zhuang Yu was just an insignificant rogue cultivator, but they never expected him to possess such formidable strength.
Immediately, admiring glances were cast upon Zhuang Yu, making him the focus of the entire audience.
Zhuang Yu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident smile.
He slowly retracted his divine weapon, his cold gaze sweeping over everyone before finally settling on Master Zixiao.
"Master Zixiao, your good disciple seems to be quite disobedient." Zhuang Yu's voice carried a hint of sarcasm, his tone as cold as a knife.
Master Zixiao's face was ashen. He glared fiercely at Zhuang Yu, but couldn't utter a single word...
Wang Yao watched Zhuang Yu fight nervously from the side, her hands tightly gripping the healing pills she had refined, her fingers turning slightly white from the force.
Zhuang Yu felt Wang Yao's gaze, and a warm current seemed to flow through his heart, further strengthening his determination to protect her.
He glanced back at Wang Yao.
When Master Zixiao saw Zhuang Yu achieve another great feat, his jealousy reached its peak.
His gaze was sinister, and a barely perceptible, sinister smile played on his lips.
While fending off the monster's attack, he secretly tripped up Zhuang Yu, attempting to put Zhuang Yu in a difficult situation.
His expression grew increasingly sinister, and the conflict between him and Zhuang Yu intensified.
Zhuang Yu keenly noticed Master Zixiao's subtle actions, and a surge of anger welled up in his heart.
He understood that Master Zixiao was not trustworthy, but what was more important right now was to work together to deal with the powerful enemy before them.
Zhuang Yu gripped the divine weapon, his gaze sharp as a knife, coldly sweeping over Master Zixiao.
He remained on guard, but did not lower his guard against the magical beasts.
After being hit by Zhuang Yu, the monster became even more frenzied. Its attacks became unpredictable, and its huge claws came down like a storm, each strike carrying destructive power.
Zhuang Yu and Master Zixiao had to concentrate even more and focus all their efforts on defense.
"Master Zixiao, your disciple is truly remarkable," Zhuang Yu said coldly, his tone laced with sarcasm, but his gaze never left the frenzied demonic beast.
After being hit by Zhuang Yu, the monster became even more frenzied.
Its attacks are like a violent storm, completely unpredictable.
The enormous claws danced in the void, each strike carrying destructive power.
Zhuang Yu and Master Zixiao had to concentrate even more and focus all their efforts on defense.
A tense atmosphere filled the air, and each collision produced a deafening sound, as if the entire world was trembling.
Zhuang Yu gripped the divine weapon in his hand, his gaze sharp as a knife, coldly sweeping over Master Zixiao, and said coldly, "Master Zixiao, your disciple is truly remarkable." His tone carried a hint of sarcasm, but his eyes remained fixed on the frenzied demonic beast.
Every attack from the monster put him under immense pressure, but he did not back down; instead, he became even more determined.
However, in an instant, the monster's huge claws suddenly attacked Zhuang Yu.
Although Zhuang Yu reacted quickly, he was still a step too slow. The huge claw grazed his shoulder, leaving a deep scratch on his skin with its sharp tip.
Blood gushed out instantly, flowing down his arm and dripping onto the ground with a soft pattering sound.
"Zhuang Yu!" Wang Yao watched this scene nervously from the side, her heart clenching tightly.
She gripped the healing pills she had concocted tightly in her hands, her fingers turning slightly white from the force.
Zhuang Yu felt Wang Yao's gaze, and a warm current seemed to flow through his heart, further strengthening his determination to protect her.
He endured the pain without showing any weakness; instead, his eyes shone with determination and tenacity.
"Hmph, it seems your strength is nothing special after all," Master Zixiao said with a sneer, a hint of smugness flashing in his eyes.
However, Zhuang Yu merely glanced at him coldly without responding; all his attention was focused on the frenzied monster.
Just when everyone thought the monster was about to be defeated, it suddenly let out a deafening roar.
A strange power suddenly surged from its body surface, like an invisible wave that instantly enveloped the entire area.
Everyone felt their spiritual power being suppressed by this force, as if they were bound by invisible shackles and unable to move.
Zhuang Yu felt his spiritual power being suppressed, and his heart tightened. The demonic beast's gaze was locked on him, and its scarlet eyes flashed with a chilling killing intent.
A deep, chilling voice echoed in the void: "Do you think you can defeat me like this?"