hsntnovel Chapter 269: Three Great Disciples Slain in Succession, Tens of Thousands Kneel in Fear
Chapter 269: Three Great Disciples Slain in Succession, Tens of Thousands Kneel in Fear
Wang Jian's knuckles, gripping the sword hilt, turned blue, and the backlash from his hand caused his hand to split open, with blood flowing down his wrist.
He stared ahead, his throat feeling like it was stuck with a piece of burning coal, unable to utter a sound.
That was a strike that combined the full power of hundreds of core disciples and three top-tier true disciples.
This lightsaber is powerful enough to flatten a small hill that is a hundred meters high.
But now.
It stopped.
It stopped beneath the dragon's claw, which was covered in dark gold scales.
There was no spiritual energy shield, and no defensive magic weapon.
Lu Sheng simply raised his hand, his five fingers gripping the blade of the lightsaber. The basalt ground beneath his feet cracked inch by inch, but he didn't even bend his knees.
"Sizzle sizzle—"
The lightsaber trembled violently, trying to cut through the scales, but could only produce a series of blinding sparks and a tooth-grinding metallic scraping sound.
Lu Sheng slowly raised his eyelids.
Those vertical pupils, burning with golden flames, showed not even the slightest fluctuation of emotion, only a suffocating indifference.
"That's it?"
Lu Sheng's voice was very soft, penetrating the roaring sound of surging energy and reaching everyone's ears.
"Too light."
"That kind of pressure isn't even enough to tickle me."
Click!
Lu Sheng suddenly clenched his five fingers.
The hundred-meter-long lightsaber, imbued with the spiritual power of a hundred people, let out a mournful cry in his palm, and then—
Shatter!
The sky exploded with countless points of light, like a grand fireworks display.
At the same time, the hundreds of core disciples maintaining the formation groaned in unison, their chests caved in, blood gushing out, and they fell like wheat being harvested.
The smoke and dust cleared.
Lu Sheng stood in the center of the ruins, his right hand clenching in the air.
hum!
The air emitted a dull thud, as if it could not withstand the arrival of some kind of weight.
A heavy gun, its body dark and its shaft crisscrossed with blood grooves, appeared out of thin air.
Dragon Devourer Spear.
The moment the gun was in hand, an extremely fierce aura swept across the entire area, and the surrounding temperature dropped several degrees out of nowhere.
"Now that you've finished fighting..."
Lu Sheng held a gun in one hand, the tip pointing diagonally at the ground, and walked step by step toward the three pale-faced men.
"Then it's my turn."
The moment the words left his mouth.
A white sonic boom cloud exploded on the spot.
Lu Sheng disappeared.
fast.
It was so fast that it exceeded the limits of retinal detection, so fast that even divine sense couldn't keep up.
Zhao Feng, who was in charge of defense, instinctively felt a chill run down his spine and his hair stand on end.
He is an earth-elemental spirit master, with the keenest sense of danger.
"Earth Barrier! Rise!!"
Zhao Feng roared and slammed his hands heavily onto the ground, unleashing a torrent of spiritual energy as if it were free.
Rumble!
A three-meter-thick rock wall, gleaming with a metallic sheen, rose up from the ground and blocked his way.
This wall once blocked the head-on collision of a level 30 sea monster.
But to Lu Sheng, it was just a piece of paper.
They couldn't even stop them for a second.
puff.
A slight muffled thud.
The dark golden spear tip pierced through the rocky barrier without any resistance.
Next up was the giant shield made of refined gold.
Finally, there was Zhao Feng's protective spirit armor and chest, which he was very proud of.
All defensive measures melted away instantly in the face of that heavy spear, like snow under the blazing sun.
Zhao Feng froze.
He looked down and saw that the gun had pierced his chest, and large gushes of blood gushed out from the blood groove, splashing onto the hot gun barrel and making a sizzling sound as it evaporated.
How...could it be...so fast?
"The defense is decent."
Lu Sheng's voice rang in his ears, as indifferent as if he were evaluating a piece of rotten wood.
"Unfortunately, that applies to other people."
Lu Sheng flicked his wrist.
The immense shockwave traveled along the gun barrel.
Bang!
Zhao Feng's massive body exploded, turning into countless pieces of flesh.
Sold out instantly.
One corner of the formation collapsed directly.
The visual impact of that pure violence caused everyone present to momentarily go blank.
"Aaaaaah!!"
Sun Lie, who was standing next to him, had his face splattered with blood. Extreme fear caused him to completely lose his mind.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he let out a beast-like howl as the flaming longsword in his hand burst forth with a blinding red light.
"Blazing Sky Slash! Die!!"
Instead of retreating, he advanced, transforming into a burning meteor and slashing down fiercely at Lu Sheng's head.
This is a desperate, all-or-nothing fighting style.
Even if it means death, I will bite off a piece of their flesh!
"Too slow."
Lu Sheng didn't even turn his head; he simply held the gun in one hand and casually swept it behind him.
The movement was like swatting away flies.
But the power attached to that spear was the monstrous strength of six hundred tons in the human-dragon form, plus the ultimate spear intent.
Om-!
The air was neatly sliced apart, leaving a vacuum trail that lingered for a long time.
The fireball in mid-air suddenly stopped.
Sun Lie remained in the stance of raising his sword to strike, his entire body frozen in mid-air.
His expression remained ferocious and crazed, but the light in his eyes had quickly dimmed.
next second.
A thin red line stretched from his left shoulder to his right hip.
puff!
His upper body slipped down.
Colorful organs mixed with blood splattered all over the ground.
One shot, two pieces.
He didn't even have time to scream.
"The second one."
Lu Sheng flicked the blood off the tip of his gun and turned around.
Those emotionless dragon eyes looked at the only remaining top three disciples on the field—Wang Jian.
At this moment, Wang Jian was nowhere to be seen the spirited man who had just rallied everyone to fight demons and defend the righteous path.
His face was ashen, and his teeth chattered violently, making a clattering sound.
The longsword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
run!
Must run!
This isn't a battle, this is suicide! This person is an ancient ferocious beast in human skin!
Wang Jian turned and fled.
He burned his life essence and activated a life-saving secret technique, transforming himself into a streak of light as he madly rushed toward the edge of the martial arts arena.
As long as we escape from here, as long as we find the elder...
"Trying to leave?"
Lu Sheng watched the disheveled figure fleeing but did not give chase.
He simply handed the Dragon Devourer Spear to his right hand and leaned back slightly.
At that moment, all the muscles in his body were like a sophisticated hydraulic press, tightening and compressing wildly.
The back muscles bulge, the thighs are taut, and the power is transmitted from the soles of the feet to the waist and abdomen, then through the spine, and finally converges in the right arm.
The terrifying power of the human-dragon form was unleashed without reservation at this moment.
Aim.
Throw.
"go."
boom!!!
The moment the Dragon Devouring Spear left the hand, the air at the tip of the spear was instantly blasted apart, creating a visible white shockwave.
The spear disappeared.
Instead, a dark golden lightning bolt tore through space, accompanied by a piercing shriek, hurtling straight toward Wang Jian, who was hundreds of meters away.
Wang Jian sensed the sharp edge behind him, an edge capable of destroying everything.
He wanted to hide.
But his physical reaction speed was far slower than the speed of that shot.
Pfft—!
It's like nailing a fly to the ground.
The Dragon Devouring Spear pierced Wang Jian's back with unparalleled precision.
The immense kinetic energy did not stop; instead, it carried Wang Jian's body forward.
Until it crashed into the towering white jade dragon pillar that symbolized the majesty of Dengxian Island.
Thump! Thump!
A muffled thud that sent chills down your spine.
The spear was deeply embedded in the stone pillar, its butt still vibrating violently and emitting a buzzing sound.
Wang Jian was pinned to the ground, his feet dangling limply.
Blood meandered down the huge "仙" (immortal) character on the stone pillar, turning the originally pure white into a glaring scarlet.
The entire training ground fell into a deathly silence.
The wind stopped.
Only the strong smell of blood filled the air.
Hundreds of core disciples who had been so aggressive just moments before were now slumped on the ground, some even losing control of their bladders and bladders, with yellow and white fluids flowing down their trouser legs.
died.
are dead.
The three top geniuses ranked among the top five in the true lineage.
One was blasted into pieces, one was cut in half at the waist, and one was nailed to the ground.
Less than a minute before and after.
This is the extreme realm.
This is a true dragon.
Lu Sheng deactivated his human-dragon form, the ferocious dragon scales on his body faded away, and he transformed back into the somewhat lazy young man dressed in casual clothes.
He walked to the stone pillar, gripped the gun barrel with one hand, and pulled hard.
puff.
The body slid to the ground with a dull thud.
Lu Sheng didn't even glance at them. He slung the Dragon Devouring Spear over his shoulder and turned to face the tens of thousands of fellow disciples who were already terrified.
There was no joy of victory on his face, but rather a hint of dejection.
"Who else?"
Lu Sheng's voice wasn't loud, but it resonated in everyone's hearts.
Wherever his gaze swept, the crowd retreated frantically, like waves of harvested wheat.
"Wasn't it quite lively just now? Weren't we supposed to be fighting demons and protecting the righteous path?"
Lu Sheng took a step forward.
The soles of the shoes made a sticky sound as they stepped into the pool of blood.
Since neither of you is saying anything...
"Then kneel down."
There was no spiritual pressure.
Those two words alone shattered the last psychological defenses of everyone present.
puff.
The first knee slammed into the ground.
Then came the second, and the third.
slam-la-
Like dominoes falling, the dark mass of people in the training ground shrank considerably.
Tens of thousands of proud and arrogant young people, who were usually high and mighty, were now kneeling on the ground, their foreheads pressed tightly against the ground, not daring to even breathe loudly.
fear.
A fear that runs deep in your bones.
In the face of absolute power, so-called dignity and pride are nothing but a fart.
Lu Sheng stood alone in the center of the crowd, like a king surveying his territory.
Above the clouds.
Li Xiaoyao, who had been watching this scene intently, trembled slightly as he stroked his beard.
He looked at the young man standing in the pool of blood, seemingly indifferent, and a complex light flashed in his eyes.
"This doesn't look like a knife at all..."
The old man muttered to himself, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up in a wild grin.
"This is clearly a surprise prepared for those two holy lands!"