Chapter 330 I'm your father, I'm your father! Boom--!!!
Li Qianyuan felt a tremendous force strike his abdomen, and he was sent flying backward.
And the instant he released his hand.
The cyan spear had already fallen into Jiang Yuechu's hand.
The girl flicked her wrist, and the spear spun in her palm, leaving a blur of motion.
Immediately afterwards, the muscles in his arm tensed up suddenly, and the tendons snapped like a bowstring.
boom--!!!
The spear flew from his hand.
Transforming into a streak of azure lightning, it caught up with Li Qianyuan, who was flying backwards, in an instant, with the momentum of arriving first despite being behind.
But that's not all.
Almost at the same instant the spear was thrown.
The ground beneath Jiang Yuechu's feet shattered.
He was bathed in dazzling golden light, surrounded by billowing white mist.
In the blink of an eye.
The figure in black had already arrived in front of Li Qianyuan.
"You..."
A large amount of black blood gushed from Li Qianyuan's mouth, his eyes filled with terror.
In response to him.
It was a halberd that fell from the sky.
Jiang Yuechu held the halberd in both hands, raising it high above her head.
The Great Wilderness Star-Shattering Halberd emitted a chilling light and surged with killing intent.
There was no unnecessary chatter.
It's just one word.
Rumble--!!!
The euphorbia fell.
The cliffs collapsed, and the land sank.
Before Li Qianyuan could even scream, half of his body was smashed apart by the halberd.
Jiang Yuechu, having gained power, was ruthless.
The halberd was wielded like the wind, sometimes slashing, sometimes sweeping, sometimes thrusting.
There is no method or structure.
It's all numerical values.
On the main street of Yizhou Prefecture.
A dark shadow was repeatedly tossed into the air, only to crash down again and again.
The places we passed along the way.
The house collapsed, and the Greenstone was shattered.
The once smooth street was carved out into a wide, bloody path.
Li Qianyuan could no longer feel the pain.
His consciousness fluctuated between hazy and lucid states.
Damn it...
Damn it...
He was the Late Emperor of the Great Tang!
He is Li Qianyuan!
He is Immortal who seeks to attain immortality and live as long as heaven and earth!
How could this be... how could this be!!!
"Presumptuous..."
"You... you're so... rebellious..."
Blood and foam gushed from Li Qianyuan's mouth as he mumbled incoherent curses.
In response to him.
It was a powerful knee strike.
Click.
The sternum was completely shattered.
Jiang Yuechu remained expressionless.
Compared to fancy and elaborate spells.
As expected, this kind of exhilarating physical confrontation is more to my liking.
but.
The Burning Realm truly lives up to its name as the Lamp-Lighting Realm.
Without using any Dao Cultivation, there's really no way to kill the opponent in one go.
The dark figure was closing in again.
Li Qianyuan finally couldn't hold back any longer.
"Stop!!!"
"I am..."
"I'm your father!!!"
call--
A strong wind blew in my face.
The wind suddenly stopped.
Li Qianyuan was panting heavily.
You made the right bet...
This girl... in the end, she still cares about blood ties...
As long as she acknowledges this relationship, I still have a glimmer of hope!
Li Qianyuan struggled to raise his head, gazing hopefully at the girl looking down at him.
But the girl's brows were furrowed.
A rare hint of annoyance flashed across her cool and stunningly beautiful face.
Jiang Yuechu was indeed very annoyed.
Facing imminent death.
Do you still want to gain an advantage verbally?
Jiang Yuechu sneered, bent down, grabbed him, and lifted him up.
Their eyes met.
Where was there even a trace of affection in the girl's dark eyes?
"I'm still your mother!"
boom--!!!
He threw a punch.
Blood and flesh flew everywhere.
"Waaah..."
Li Qianyuan struggled desperately, his voice slurred and incoherent with blood and foam. "I didn't lie to you... I'm your father! I'm your real father!!!"
"Still cursing?"
Jiang Yuechu's eye twitched slightly.
Since this mouth can't speak human language.
Then there's no need to say more.
Bang--!
Another punch.
This time, it hit his jaw directly.
Li Qianyuan's jaw shattered instantly.
"Mmm... mmm..."
He wanted to explain.
He wanted to tell this violent girl that he was indeed the late Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, her biological father.
But my chin is broken.
All that could be uttered was this series of meaningless sobs.
Jiang Yuechu, however, paid no heed.
Since you don't want to be dignified.
Then she would help him save face.
"Your biological father, right?"
"I'm your father, right?"
"That'll teach you to be so foul-mouthed!"
Li Qianyuan's body trembled and convulsed continuously amidst the force of the punches.
The once formidable aura of the Lamp-Lighting rapidly weakened under the onslaught of this fierce storm.
Until the very end.
He collapsed to the ground, completely limp like a dead dog.
Jiang Yuechu released her grip.
He let the mangled body slide into the mud.
She straightened up and shook the blood and grime off the back of her hand.
His expression showed some disdain.
Look down.
Li Qianyuan, who was standing at his feet, was no longer human.
His breath was even fainter.
It was clearly exhaling more than inhaling and wouldn't survive.
Even so.
A mouth that had been smashed open was still moving slightly.
Jiang Yuechu raised an eyebrow slightly.
Only a faint, Severance and Continuation sound, like that of a mosquito or a fly, could be heard.
"I... really am... you..."
boom--!!!
Lightning exploded.
Li Qianyuan's unfinished words were abruptly cut off by the thunder and fire that filled the sky.
Jiang Yuechu didn't even glance at him.
He spread his fingers wide, then suddenly snapped them together.
The red, white, and black Dragon Pearl spun wildly.
It crashed down with a deafening roar.
But in a short while.
This former emperor of the Tang Dynasty, in his quest for immortality, did not hesitate to seize a demon's body and scheme for half his life.
Even in the last moment of life.
They weren't able to tell the whole truth either.
[Slaying a creature from the Lamp-Lighting Realm grants 119,855 years of Dao Cultivation.]
Jiang Yuechu withdrew her hand.
His expression was indifferent.
"Snort..."
"It really is Demon."
Once this immediate problem is resolved...
Jiang Yuechu slowly turned around and looked at the Great Peng in the distance.
As that gaze swept over him, Great Peng's body stiffened abruptly.
The woman's Adam's apple bobbed.
My instinct was to back away.
But considering the other person's talent, he is certain that he will one day sit on the throne of the Chief Seat Jade-Carving.
It's essential to establish good relationships beforehand...
Thinking of this...
Great Peng took a deep breath, transformed back into human form, and flew towards Jiang Yuechu.
He straightened his somewhat disheveled robes and said with a wry smile, "I am the Great Sage Yunling."
"Since you cultivate the Geng Metal White Qi, it seems you and I belong to the same Jade-Carving Lineage."
"There were many misunderstandings before, a case of the flood washing away the Dragon King Temple. I hope you won't take offense, young lady. The future prosperity of this Jade-Carving Lineage will likely depend on you..."
Jiang Yuechu tilted her head slightly.
He looked at the Demon before him with some confusion, whose attitude had completely changed.
This old bird...
Was his brain damaged?
When the fighting was so intense, she had no time to listen to what the other side was saying.
Hearing these words now, I feel completely bewildered.
Seeing that the girl remained silent and had a cold expression.
The Great Sage Yunling felt even more uneasy.
He thought the girl was blaming him.
She had no choice but to state it plainly. "This Geng Metal White Qi is Divine Ability that can only be cultivated by those who inherit the Great White Metal Virtue virtue, and it cannot be learned by Non-Self Jade-Carving Lineage."
Upon hearing this...
Jiang Yuechu raised an eyebrow slightly.
A sudden realization dawned on me.
I see.
This white mist was a gift bestowed upon the Demon King Qiankun after he infused the Heavenly Realm with his power.
Co-authored...
Does this veteran think he's one of their own?