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Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate

Chapter 891 - 476 Han Hu Falls_2
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Chapter 891: Chapter 476 Han Hu Falls_2 Chapter 891: Chapter 476 Han Hu Falls_2 If he turned to defend, he would inevitably lose time.

In such a situation, even if it was just for an instant, Zhou Yunxiao could break through the obstacle and form an attack angle with Lin Tianming, dragging him down.

If that happened, escaping the place would probably not be easy.

But the current situation was such that not only did his cultivation strength not have the advantage, but it was also inferior to Zhou Yunxiao across from him.

Faced with a dilemma, Han Hu had no choice but to grit his teeth, turn around first, and fend off Lin Tianming’s attack.

Once Han Hu made his decision, he immediately put it into action.

His magical treasure in hand, he unleashed a series of attacks that rapidly tore through the void, clashing with the Qinghong Sword.

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“Boom, boom, boom…”

Loud sounds of explosion echoed between heaven and earth, flames shot into the sky, and the resulting shock waves swept across the area.

Zhou Yunxiao took advantage of this force to retreat backward, quickly establishing a safe distance.

As the dust and flames dissipated, the silhouettes of the two men were revealed.

After that strike, both were affected by the massive impact, causing upheaval in Han Hu’s qi-blood, making his face even paler.

However, Lin Tianming was not greatly affected; with his strong physical strength and terrifying qi-blood power, regular shockwaves could hardly hurt him.

And that strike had merely shaken his spirit for a moment before he quickly returned to normal.

Once he had steadied himself, Lin Tianming looked at Han Hu, who was not inclined to fight and continued to flee; the expression on his face was very calm, as if he was not worried at all.

Opposite him, after flying out for dozens of yards, Han Hu involuntarily halted.

As it turned out, following Lin Tianming’s recent obstruction, Zhou Yunxiao had already reached the position, blocking Han Hu’s path in advance.

Facing the formidable Zhou Yunxiao, Han Hu’s face turned pale and bloodless, and he completely lost all hope in his heart.

Helplessly catching his breath, he thought to himself how terribly unlucky and obviously insufficient his strength was.

He had thought that if everything went smoothly, there was still a chance of escape, thereby finding a thread of survival.

However, Lin Tianming’s speed was too uncanny; for an ordinary cultivator to emerge unscathed under such high-density talisman paper attacks was already very difficult.

Yet Lin Tianming was not just at ease breaking through the barrier; his speed was also so fast, and he managed a timely strike that delayed Han Hu for a moment.

This brief moment completely changed the entire situation, preventing him from breaking through the encirclement in time.

As of now, with another Third Order Demonic Beast of the Golden Sword Sect dead, other Golden Core Cultivators freed their hands and would surely come to assist Zhou Yunxiao.

And at this moment, Zhao Mingli and some others were already heading this way, and it wouldn’t be long before they took action against him.

Faced with such a situation, he no longer had any hope of breaking out of the encirclement.

Knowing this, Han Hu felt helpless and could only deal with Lin Tianming and Zhou Yunxiao first.

As long as he could hold on long enough, perhaps Zhao Hongsheng on the other side had some tricks up his sleeve.

After all, that guy had been calm throughout, and coming from a Nascent Soul-Level Power, he might actually be able to turn the tide.

At this moment, all Han Hu could do was pin his hopes on Zhao Hongsheng.

However, Zhao Hongsheng was also in dire straits, retreating step by step under the joint assault of Lu Xingfeng and Chen Jingtian.

In addition, a few Golden Core Cultivators who had freed their hands were also converging in his direction.

In no more than ten breaths of time, Zhao Hongsheng would face the joint assault of three Golden Core Cultivators.

It could be foreseen that Zhao Hongsheng, already retreating step by step, would have a hard time turning around the situation.

But at this time, like Han Hu, he still hoped to find a way out in such a situation.

Little did he know that Han Hu was already at a dead end, struggling even to not hold him back, let alone provide any assistance.

Under such circumstances, Han Hu was now facing an attack from Lin Tianming and his ally.

Watching the Qinghong Sword approach, Han Hu fended it off while edging closer to Zhao Hongsheng.

Lin Tianming and Zhou Yunxiao, clearly understanding Han Hu’s intention, naturally would not let him have his way.

After, the two of them continued to increase the frequency of their attacks and moved in advance towards the direction Han Hu was converging, planning to separate the two and then defeat each individually.

With such intentions in mind, the two of them fought fiercely, each attack delivered with their full power.

“Boom…”

An attack from Zhou Yunxiao came, clashing head-on with Han Hu’s Sword Qi.

In an instant, the tremendous impact force staggered Han Hu backward.

Once he stabilized his posture, Han Hu spat out several mouthfuls of blood, his complexion turning much paler.

At this point, the injuries on his body were worsening nonstop, his mana nearly depleted, his strength significantly reduced.

Although Lin Tianming and Zhou Yunxiao were also at the end of their tether, compared to Han Hu’s situation, they were evidently in much better condition.

Not only that, Zhao Mingli, who had freed up his hands, had also rushed over by now, forming a triangular formation with the other two, trapping Han Hu firmly in the middle.

At this moment, seeing himself surrounded, Han Hu was filled with a mix of shock and rage, his face ghastly pale.

Before he could think further, the attacks from Zhao Mingli and Lin Tianming had already arrived.

Han Hu looked up, only able to unleash a few desperate counterattacks, putting up the stance of a beast trapped in a corner.

In the blink of an eye, with the several rounds of joint attacks by the three men coming to an end, Han Hu, overwhelmed and unable to cope, was struck in the back by Zhou Yunxiao.

With a scream of agony, Han Hu’s body flew like a kite with its string cut, eventually crashing heavily to the ground.

Han Hu struggled a couple of times, then shakily managed to get up.

Looking at him, his Daoist robe was tattered, the leather armor he wore riddled with thousands of holes, and a fist-sized blood hole was in his back, from which blood kept gushing.

This blow had nearly pierced through his body, the huge impact forcing his internal organs to nearly shift positions, and many of his meridians were broken.

Now, with severe injuries all over his body, including his internal organs, and with his mana completely depleted, his strength was similar to that of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

Facing Lin Tianming and the other two, any one of them could end his life with a casual blow.

At this moment, Han Hu no longer thought about escaping and just stayed where he was.

Taking advantage of the lull between attacks, Han Hu formed a seal with his hands, making a special gesture.

Seeing this action, Lin Tianming and the others understood that Han Hu was attempting to Self-Detonate his Golden Core.

Realizing this, the three of them shot out immediately, the Magical Treasures in their hands glowing in an instant, aiming to end Han Hu’s life with one strike.

Under the assault of the three men, Han Hu simply had no time to react, after all, Self-Detonating the Golden Core required time.

And having been severely injured before, his condition was far too critical, his mana completely exhausted.

Under such conditions, the time he needed to achieve Self-Detonating the Golden Core was several times longer than before he was injured.

Moreover, Lin Tianming and the others were constantly on guard against this move, naturally not giving him any chance.

In this situation, Han Hu had just begun the motion to Self-Detonate his Golden Core, not even able to mobilize much Yuan Qi, when he was struck down by Zhou Yunxiao.

Only when Han Hu’s head hit the ground, his body beheaded, did they finally heave a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

With Han Hu’s death, all of the Golden Core Cultivators from Golden Sword Sect had fallen, including the two Third Order Spiritual Beasts being killed.

Previously, the Golden Sword Sect boasted five Golden Core Cultivators, as well as two Third Order Spiritual Beasts.

Such a massive force was now completely annihilated.

None of the top-tier combatants from the Golden Sword Sect had survived.

It could be said that the Golden Sword Sect was now practically obliterated, relying on the scattering Foundation Establishment Cultivators who had fled or were elsewhere was insufficient to stir any trouble.

Recognizing this, Lin Tianming and the others were exceedingly excited, their faces revealing smiles that had been missing for a long time.

Especially Lin Tianming, he felt incredibly moved in his heart.

After all, the Golden Sword Sect was a major power that had a heritage of thousands of years, with profound foundations, having dominated the Wei Kingdom for thousands of years. Even Myriad Medicine Valley, with a legacy of ten thousand years, had been suppressed by the Golden Sword Sect for some time.

Yet such a colossus was now nearly wiped out, unbelievable news to spread.

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