Supreme Peerless Dao Couple

Zhou Qinghuang's glasses fell off, and she was so shocked that she couldn't come to her senses. Her face was hot, and a few drops of blood were splattered on it. She saw Wang Xuan fighting with a powerful expert with an amazing background.

Puff!

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and the sleeve of Wang Xuan's white tracksuit burst open, revealing his right arm. He then cleaved the primordial spirit that had leaped out from the shattered bones in two with a single palm strike, before grabbing it and, amidst the boiling Red Substance, utterly killing it.

The two nearly rotten people from the Earth's Core were indeed very strong and were the focus of Wang Xuan's attention; they were the first to fall.

One of the black-robed man's disciples, a woman, also died, leaving only three.

"Even with the limitations of the mortal realm, these people are still so powerful. Their Roots are astonishing. Moreover, they brought their original bodies back from the Immortal Realm!" Zhou Qinghuang murmured.

"They must be Peerless Disciple, and not just nominal disciples, but the most core direct lineage inheritors!" Gu Mingxi was shocked. Wang Xuan could even kill people like that? That's too powerful.

Both women felt a sense of unreality. In such a short time, this young man from the Old Earth had become increasingly powerful, and his strength improved with each encounter.

At the Zh Xian Tea House, many extraordinary individuals came into the rain and stood on the rooftop to watch the long street battle. The distance was not far, so it was impossible not to disturb them.

"The Peerless Disciple is no match for them and is being killed?!" Someone sighed, their voice trembling. This shocking scene left them deeply shaken and unable to calm down.

With a whoosh, the rain curtain rolled back on the long street, and someone's primordial spirit left their body, carrying a blinding light and wrapped in a ball of golden sword energy, and swooped down towards Wang Xuan.

He possessed the primordial Primordial Spirit Sword light bestowed by an unparalleled expert, specifically the one given by the Black Robe Man. At the crucial moment, he intended to kill Wang Xuan.

At this moment, the Heaven and Earth were illuminated, the sword light was terrifying, the killing intent was boiling, and what was burning was the power of this person's primordial spirit, which was extremely terrifying and chilling, as if the hellish realm had appeared.

Unfortunately, the Super Material Real World is exhausted. Even if a peerless expert uses all his methods, he can only be suppressed to the fourth level of the Carefree Journey, let alone just a sword light that he sealed.

In this world, there is not enough energy to provide, nor is there any Supernatural Rule to support it. The sword that was originally capable of cleaving the heavens and earth is far from being as supreme and invincible as imagined.

Wang Xuan was forced to used the God Slaying Banner, not because he was afraid, but because he feared that the sword light would split the building behind him. After all, it was a method left behind by the founder of a sect.

He himself didn't really care. At least he was confident he could evade them, and even if he fought head-on, he wouldn't necessarily be hurt or die. He already had a certain belief that if he advanced another level and defeated other strong opponents, then perhaps he could fight them head-on!

The banner of the God Slaying Banner magnified and trembled violently, its golden patterns spreading out and blocking the extremely dazzling Primordial Spirit Sword light in the rainy night!

With a loud bang, thunder roared down the long street, a result of the intense collision and contest between the two sides.

On the spot, the man's primordial spirit dimmed. Even the Primordial Spirit Sword light bestowed by his master could not kill this brat from the Old Earth, leaving him feeling regretful, sorrowful, and helpless.

Wang Xuan put away the God Slaying Banner, leaving an afterimage in place, and rushed over in an instant, colliding with the primordial spirit that had lost its sword light dozens or even hundreds of times.

During this process, his Fist Light sealed off the void, blocking all the escape routes of this primordial spirit, and firmly stopped the person, preventing him from escaping and soaring into the night sky.

With his final punch, Wang Xuan pierced through the opponent's primordial spirit with his own flesh and blood, killing the spiritual body of a Peerless Disciple with the power of his physical body.

This scene stunned many extraordinary individuals and left people astonished.

"It's all time to end this!" Wang Xuan strode through the heavy rain, determined to finish off his remaining opponents!

The rain poured down, and lightning flashed one after another, deafeningly loud. At this moment, Wang Xuan remained silent, striding closer with firm steps, like a demon god.

So what if Peerless Disciple? He didn't care much about him. He would kill him when necessary. What he feared most was that unknown and mysterious shadow.

Bang!

On the long street, he moved like the wind and lightning, fighting fiercely with the last two men. Blood flew everywhere, and one of them had his arm slashed open by his palm strike and severed off.

In a fierce battle that lasted an instant, figures flew through the air, and darkness descended upon the world. When lightning struck again, only Wang Xuan remained standing there. His opponents were all dead, their bodies scattered and blood staining the ground.

All six top masters and Peerless Disciple were killed by him!

Zhou Qinghuang pretended to be calm and tried to put on her glasses several times, but she couldn't because she held the frames upside down. Gu Mingxi, on the other hand, was trembling with fear.

At the Banished Immortal Tea House, a group of extraordinary individuals were trembling with fear. In this mortal world, unless Quasi-Peerless or patriarch-level figure personally intervened, it would be difficult for anyone to suppress this young man.

"This guy, every time I see him make a move, he scares me." Huang Ming said with great emotion. This was the truth. In his eyes, Wang Xuan was getting stronger with each move. If they met again after a period of time, his strength would definitely be a step above the last time.

Cao Qingyu, Chen Yan, and Kong Yun also remained silent. Earlier, when they first entered the Real World, they had dared to fight and contend with Wang Xuan, but now they could only shake their heads and sigh.

Qi Liandao, the son of the Demon Ancestor, looked sullen. He had originally contacted the main body in the Great Curtain, asking him to transfer his cultivation and primordial spirit power, and he also wanted to find an opportunity to fight Wang Fengzi. But at this moment, he really didn't want to provoke that terrifying brat again.

In the Immortal Realm, Heroes Competing for Supremacy, surrounding the Ascension Banner. This time, Heng Jun "lost the banner" and lost his life, giving even the strongest a glimmer of hope: the treasure was about to change hands.

At the same time, people also realized that even with the There Are Supreme Treasures in hand, it was not necessarily safe and foolproof. If they encountered the Old Testament or other precious treasures, they might be shaken off.

Therefore, some of the strongest individuals from various factions and sides have become incredibly low-key, transforming into the Nether Blood Sect Ancestor.

Within this legion, the True Nether Blood Sect Ancestor angrily discovered that, in the pursuit of the supreme treasure, he ranked only fifth in terms of speed and distance from the treasure.

In the brutal competition within the Nether Blood Legion, True Nether Blood failed to even rank among the top three, which greatly angered him. The real could not defeat the fake, and the conscientious had been surpassed by the despicable and insidious.

"You bunch of insidious liars, you're despicable!"

Of course, in other people's eyes, he was also a fake; no one believed he was the true Nether Blood Sect Ancestor.

In the Real World, the Old Earth and the mysterious shadow, possessing extreme speed, have long since left Ancheng and fled to the Pamir Plateau Congling Mountains, thousands of miles away.

In the past, various spaceships landed, and Old Chen fought against the masters and Great Grandmaster of the New Arts all by himself. It was also here that Wang Xuan first showed his talent, kicking the seriously injured Great Grandmaster Xia Qing to death.

The shadowy couple also pursued them to this place, once again blocking the path of the mysterious enemy. The Old Covenant Carrier hung in mid-air, emitting a soft and sacred light.

"Have I touched a nerve? You've repeatedly blocked my path for that young man, going to such lengths, including a long-distance manhunt."

The shadow, with its transcendent and otherworldly aura, was injured. Its condition was not good. Its features had gained a certain three-dimensionality in the void, and its eyes were slightly focused as it stared at the shadows of the man and woman.

"Interesting..." he murmured to himself, watching the shadows of the two men, as if he had noticed something.

Even after being chased for two nights in a row, he showed no fear, which speaks volumes about his strength and confidence.

"It's pointless. I know you're an avatar, but I'll still kill you so your main body won't know the specifics of what you went through!"

"Don't even think about escaping today. Either you commit suicide quickly, or we'll send you on your way ourselves!"

A man and a woman spoke one after the other, using the Old Testament to bind heaven and earth, preventing him from escaping again, and declaring their intention to slay this exceptionally powerful and rare "evil dragon."

That night, on the Pamir Plateau, the sound of grand scriptures resounded, and Divine Light Shine Upon, purifying the entire plateau!

Puff!

The seemingly otherworldly dragon's shadow was shattered, killed by the two men. Only a faint trace of holy blood fell, then burned away, turning into ashes.

"Which one of the three is it?" the woman asked, her expression serious despite her long shadow form.

"He has now reached Super Peerless, his strength is truly extraordinary, and few can rival him. He is most likely the second strongest of the three," the man replied.

Outside Ancheng, a fiery red kasaya flew in at lightning speed, carrying the Ghost Monk and the Round-faced girl, disappearing into the rain.

"Quick, you useless monk, give it your all, or we might miss the epic battle!" the Little White Tiger shouted.

They were originally in Ping City, but the commotion here was so great that all the extraordinary beings in the Old Earth knew about it. The two of them immediately rode their magical treasures and sped all the way to Ancheng.

They entered the city, only to find, to their dismay, that the great battle was over and they had not witnessed the Old Testament unfolding before them. The Round-faced girl was quite disappointed and helpless.

On the long street, Wang Xuan cleaned up the battlefield and used his flawed Samadhi True Fire to burn the corpses to ashes, which then disappeared with the rain, completely erasing any trace of them.

He entered Huang Ming's tea house, just as Baihu and the Ghost Monk arrived.

That night, the Supernatural Practitioner Ancheng were greatly shocked and were all talking about it. Many people even went to the Zh Xian Tea House.

Wang Xuan, the Little White Tiger, and the Ghost Monk stared at each other, their old friends reunited in a truly "unique" scene, the atmosphere somewhat eerie. How could they forget those scenes in the Inner Scenery Realm?

"Didn't you two really have a serious fight?" Wang Xuan broke the silence, a smile on his face.

"That's outrageous! You encouraged me to challenge that 'Ghost Monk,' beat him up!" The Round-faced girl was indignant, her cheeks puffed up with anger.

The Ghost Monk sighed and said, "I reckon we probably can't beat him in the mortal world."

The three entered the private room of the tea house. Wang Xuan had many questions for them, about the people with the special Inner Scenery Realm and about the shadowy couple.

"How powerful were the Demon Lord's parents back then?" Wang Xuan personally brewed tea and poured it for the two of them, filling the cups with a faint, refreshing fragrance.

"Nature is powerful to the extreme. The Demon Lord's mother broke through to the Heavenly Fox level. You can use your imagination to your heart's content," the Little White Tiger said proudly. Anyone who didn't know better would think she was saying how powerful she was.

Next, Wang Xuan humbly asked the two about some things from the past, and even asked who was stronger between Fang Yuzhu and the Demon Lord's parents.

"They are friends, they won't hurt each other," the Round-faced girl said firmly.

"Friends?" Wang Xuan asked in surprise.

The Round-faced girl sipped her tea and said nonchalantly, "What's so strange about that? Fang Yuzhu is slightly younger than them, so we can be friends on equal footing. She's also slightly older than the Demon Lord, so we can be friends on equal footing as well."

"This humble monk has heard some interesting tales. Fairy Fang possesses astonishing talent and extraordinary strength. If she were to spar with those two, she would be slightly stronger in a one-on-one fight, but slightly weaker in a one-on-two fight. Therefore, although Fairy Fang is younger than that Supreme Dao Couple, she treats them as equals..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xuan's eyes lit up. There seemed to be some gossip in this, so he asked, "Are those two willing to be on equal footing with Fairy Fang?"

"They are willing for the Demon Lord Fairy Fang to be on equal footing," the Ghost Monk said tactfully.

"Black Monk, stop your nagging!" The Little White Tiger glared at him, clearly displeased that he was bringing up these old stories.

"Hehe..." Wang Xuan thought for a moment and couldn't help but laugh. The Super Peerless gossip seemed quite interesting.

The Round-faced girl threatened him, saying, "What are you laughing at? I'll go tell the Demon Lord that this is the tenth time you've asked me for the crystal that captured her dancing immortal dance!"

"You liar, don't frame me. Also, there was a problem with that earlier Demon Immortal Dance. When are you going to give it to me?" Wang Xuan questioned her. The Demon Lord wasn't in the Old Earth anymore, so he wasn't afraid of her complaining anytime soon.

"Was that fairy dance beautiful?" A gentle female voice suddenly appeared in the room, and two shadows, one male and one female, appeared on the wall.

"Beautiful!" Wang Xuan blurted out, then realized something was wrong, but he couldn't help wanting to speak.

"How is it beautiful?" the woman's gentle voice came again.

Wang Xuan wanted to cover his mouth, not wanting to respond, but he found himself unable to resist, and the truth spilled out. "Fair skin, beautiful face, long legs, ethereal and enchanting..."

He couldn't help but speak his mind, so he quickly corrected himself, his hands glowing and runes flashing, trying to shut himself up!

"Hehe..." A faint laugh came from the man's shadow on the wall, but Wang Xuan felt that the laugh was not right and made him a little scared.

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Thanks to: Gongzi Queyue, Qingfu, Yuanshou Tianzun, Haofan Tiandi, and the Alliance Leader for their support. Also, thanks to dydydyd and Baitian Zuomeng; I was in a rush to upload the last chapter and forgot a stroke when writing their names. Perhaps it's true that a few minor flaws are necessary for a lasting and beautiful appearance.