NOVEL Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate Chapter 711 - 387 Too Brutal_2

Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate

Chapter 711 - 387 Too Brutal_2
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Chapter 711: Chapter 387 Too Brutal_2 Chapter 711: Chapter 387 Too Brutal_2 And the attack talisman in this person’s hand, that is, the giant axe, was also a second order superior attack talisman.

The item was not small in size, it appeared quite heavy and seemed especially suitable for cultivators practicing dual cultivation of body and law.

Seeing this thing, Lin Tianming couldn’t help but covet it.

He even secretly imagined that if he obtained this magic artifact, with his physical strength in combat, he should be stronger than when using the Tiangang Sword.

The person wielding the giant axe demonstrated strong offensive power in combat, apparently also a cultivator practicing dual cultivation of body and law.

Seeing this, Lin Tianming’s expression became solemn, and he hurriedly moved forward to meet the challenge.

At the same time, the Tiangang Sword in his hand flashed brightly, once again unleashing the Tiangang Sword Qi Seventh Sword.

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“Boom…”

The Tiangang Sword left his hand, colliding head-on with the red giant axe.

“Bang…”

A huge noise resounded, shaking the ground.

The Tiangang Sword and the giant axe clashed forcefully, the explosion of power sending out a strong shockwave that swept over everything.

For a moment, the world was bathed in red light, and the nearby mountains and rocks couldn’t withstand the impact, beginning to crumble.

The two sides persisted for a few breaths before each dissipating, and the Tiangang Sword flew back, caught by Lin Tianming in his hand.

After this exchange, it was a draw, and neither side had gained the advantage.

However, Lin Tianming’s methods were not limited to just these.

As the Tiangang Sword flew back, he leaped into the air and disappeared from his original spot.

Soon, he retracted the Tiangang Sword, and then moved forward, escaping a hundred feet away.

When his opponent reacted, he saw Lin Tianming attacking with a fist, aiming straight for his vital areas.

Upon seeing this, the man remained calm, also throwing a punch, colliding hard with Lin Tianming’s fist.

In less than a breath’s time, he felt a severe pain.

Immediately after, his entire body was sent flying backward, retreating a hundred feet before stabilizing his form.

Whereas Lin Tianming paused only momentarily, retreating just several feet before steadying himself again.

At that moment, the man clutched his arm, grimacing in pain with a pale face, blood constantly seeping from the corners of his mouth.

Only now did he understand how formidable Lin Tianming’s physical body was, the power in that one punch, at the very least, was no less than a hundred thousand pounds.

Such strength, even if a Foundation Establishment Late-Stage Cultivator unleashed an attack, could be taken head-on without any harm.

This strike, however, had seriously injured his arm, and he dared not unleash all his strength for a while.

Otherwise, even if he survived the battle, this arm would be rendered useless.

Not only that, his internals churned wildly with the might of that one punch, almost causing his organs to bleed internally.

If he himself were not also practicing dual cultivation of body and law, equally robust, an ordinary cultivator would likely have been killed outright.

Realizing these things, the man’s morale plummeted at this moment, no longer possessing the arrogance he had before.

However, before he could catch his breath, a shadow charged at him again, with extreme speed.

Seeing this, the man was utterly shocked, no longer daring to clash directly with Lin Tianming.

He turned his body and retreated explosively, swinging the giant axe magic artifact forward, once again condensing a red giant axe phantom.

As Lin Tianming drew nearer, the man didn’t hesitate to propel the giant axe, furiously slashing it down towards Lin Tianming.

Seeing the man changing his strategy, going back to using spiritual power against him, Lin Tianming was not the least bit flustered.

He also burst forth with the Tiangang Sword Qi Seventh Sword, crashing head-on into the red giant axe phantom.

At the same time, he followed the same tactic, charging forward, his fist aimed directly at the cultivator’s forehead.

“Bang…”

A thunderous noise sounded as the Tiangang Sword and the red giant axe collided.

Just like the earlier encounter, the Tiangang Sword flew back, caught by Lin Tianming, who then thrust it at his opponents.

After the red axe’s phantom image dissipated, the person sacrificed a Second Order Medium Quality defense artifact, placing it directly in front of himself.

“Bang…”

Another loud noise came as the Tiangang Sword struck the person’s defense artifact.

As expected, the person was sent flying backward once again, spewing mouthfuls of blood while still in mid-air.

Lin Tianming’s speed, however, did not decrease in the slightest.

In the instant before the person landed, Lin Tianming’s iron-like fist struck the cultivator’s back.

A scream rang out, and the person fell directly onto the ground.

After struggling a few times, he managed to crawl up with difficulty, his complexion utterly void of color, his blood-drenched robe stained red in a large patch.

Lin Tianming’s consecutive strikes were like a tide, one following the other. The first strike was mostly absorbed by the defense artifact, which only caused his blood to churn and incurred some injuries.

But the second strike was a solid hit that the body had to absorb directly, causing severe damage to the person.

By this time, as the cultivator staggered to his feet attempting to flee from Lin Tianming, he found himself unable to muster any speed.

What’s more, Lin Tianming was already very fast, not giving him any time to react.

Watching Lin Tianming’s figure draw closer and closer, the person’s face turned as pale as death, and he could no longer remain calm.

He looked at Lin Tianming with horror, and every step forward felt as if the grim reaper was approaching.

He tried to move his legs, only to find them unbearably heavy, with the ten-zhang distance seeming as far away as the end of the world.

He was unwilling to die; he wanted to live.

But by now, no one was free to save him, and he couldn’t run away. There was absolutely no hope of surviving.

“Whoosh…”

Lin Tianming, like a ghost, delivered an iron-like punch directly to the man’s head.

This time, not even a scream was heard, just a light thud which seemed to be the sound of the person hitting the ground.

When Lin Tianming looked down, he saw the cultivator lying on the ground, his head burst open, red and white blood mixed together on the ground, creating a sickening sight.

And the man had no signs of life, already dead beyond any doubt.

At this time, Lin Tianming let out a long sigh and a triumphant smile crossed his face.

Immediately after, he rushed forward to collect the person’s storage bag.

In addition to that, including the giant axe used by the cultivator, he also collected it, intending to refine it when the battle was over.

After all, he had long coveted that attack talisman.

Having finished these tasks, Lin Tianming then surveyed the entire battlefield, noting that the great battle had entered its most intense stage.

Aside from the highest battlefields occupied by Yang Chen and the severely injured He Xin, all the others were clearly dominating.

And as Lin Tianming struck down another person, the disciples of the Golden Sword Sect were utterly terrified, fearing they might be the next targets of this grim reaper.

Clearly, Lin Tianming had cast a significant psychological shadow over them in just half a quarter of an hour.

Considering it, it was actually quite normal, since Lin Tianming’s strength was formidable and his methods of killing were both brutal and extremely bloody.

In just half a quarter of an hour, one Eighth Level and two Ninth Level Foundation Establishment cultivators had met their demise.

What’s more terrifying is that even a Foundation Establishment Great Perfection cultivator, who practiced Dual Cultivation of Body and Law, was blasted away by him here.

In just half a quarter of an hour, Lin Tianming had consecutively cut down four cultivators.

The speed and the methods he displayed were truly fearsome.

And now, as the battle raged on, the disciples of the Golden Sword Sect had suffered tremendous losses, with eleven cultivators killed in succession.

Nearly half of them died at Lin Tianming’s hands, and the other fallen cultivators, mostly of Eighth and Ninth Level Foundation Establishment, included only two at the Great Perfection level—one killed by Lin Tianming and another gravely wounded by Long Qingshui and finally killed in a group attack by the Zhenyang Sect cultivators.

As for the Myriad Medicine Valley and the Zhenyang Sect, they had only lost three people, all of whom were at the Eighth and Ninth Level of Foundation Establishment, with not a single Foundation Establishment Great Perfection cultivator fallen.

In such a situation, the overall strength of the Zhenyang Sect and the Myriad Medicine Valley had not much declined, and it could even be said to be unaffected.

In contrast, aside from Chen Jianbin at the highest spot, the other members of the Golden Sword Sect were all fighting with injuries, barely holding on and possibly on the verge of being killed at any moment.

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