Martial Peak

Chapter 1322, Fighting An Origin Returning Realm Master

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Facing the full might of an Origin Realm master, Yang Kai was naturally affected and his body froze in place. At the same time, a barrage of attacks was rapidly approaching as Wang Yu Han and the other Saint Kings had taken advantage of this opening to act. These Martial Skills and artifact attacks each contained frightening power and seemed intent on killing Yang Kai on the spot.

As long as Yang Kai died, the two women behind him would pose no threat.

With this wave of attacks closing in, Yang Kai’s thoughts made the Purple Shield appear in his hand. The shield’s two attributes burst out and, in a flash, a small sandstorm formed around Yang Kai’s trio, completely shielding their bodies!

A loud noise rang out as the wave of attacks impacted the sandstorm, but none of them were able to penetrate its defences and they were all quickly swallowed up and disappeared.

Seeing this, Wang Yu Han’s expression went cold. In Grand Burial Valley, he had seen Yang Kai use this Origin Grade High-Rank shield artifact and realized how extraordinary it was, but now that he had personally attacked it, he further understood how outstanding its defensive capabilities were.

With such a defensive artifact, as long as the cultivator wielding it didn’t run out of Saint Qi, it would be impossible for the few Saint Kings here to break through its defences. It could be said that wrapped in this sandstorm, Yang Kai and his companions were invincible.

“Excellent!” The old man surnamed Wang’s eyes flashed as a look of greed filled his face, excitedly declaring, “This old master wants that artifact!”

As he spoke, he condensed a huge palm from his Saint Qi and stretched out his hand to grab towards the spot where Yang Kai stood, its five fingers appearing as imposing as mountains, like it could grasp the entire world.

At the same time, an almost imperceptible golden light suddenly flew out from the sandstorm and quickly transformed into several golden threads that began cutting through the air.

The huge Saint Qi palm condensed by Manager Wang lasted less than a breath before it was chopped to pieces by these Golden Threads, disappearing along with them in the next instant.

Before Wang Yu Han and the Saint Kings beside him could react though, these Golden Threads reappeared in front of them and wove together to form a massive net that threatened to engulf them.

“Be careful!” The old man surnamed Wang hurriedly warned as he concentrated his Shi towards these golden threads.

to his horror, these golden threads seemed completely unaffected by his Shi and instead began cutting it

next moment and called out in horror, “Demon Blood Thread! This is the Demon

of this golden thread, but according to what he knew, the Demon Blood Thread was not golden, instead

Star as it was one

Temple or not doesn’t matter!” Yang Kai’s figure hidden in the sandstorm called out indifferently. Flicking his finger, which

a faint signal with his Divine Sense, seemingly issuing a vague

others were all at least Second-Order Saint Kings and their strengths were certainly not weak, but seeing the look of panic on Manager Wang’s face, they knew that

pain radiated from their Knowledge Seas, disrupting their concentration and movements for a moment and causing them to fail in fully condensing their Saint Qi or

flickered back and forth before they were swiftly

included, stood motionless, their eyes filled with terror, as if they

surnamed Wang cried

respond, a look of desperation on his face, but before he could finish his sentence, his body was suddenly torn apart and turned into a pile of minced

mirrors, their wounds all extremely

Saint King Realm

terrifying, and a rich bloody smell quickly filled

spot where Wang Yu Han had been killed, his eyes flashing with rage as he

simply could not accept

an instant? This made Manager Wang wonder if he was seeing some kind of illusion as he simply couldn’t believe his eyes. After staring for a while at this though, he grit his teeth and turned his gaze

waved his hand to disperse the sandstorm shielding him, revealing himself again. Shooting a disdainful glance over at the

old man surnamed Wang roared angrily, his Saint Qi bursting out as a thick murderous intent condensed around

This yellow bell was small enough to fit in one’s palm and looked quite unremarkable, but when Yang Kai saw it

to deal with him, a Second-Order Saint King, he had actually summoned such a powerful artifact. Although part of the reason for Manager Wang doing this was rage, it was also clear that

Wang flicked his wrist and the bell rang, its sound penetrating directly into

you should feel honoured to die by it!” Manager Wang grit his teeth

accelerated. This ringing was quite strange and irregular, and after the second ring Yang Kai could already feel a sharp pain in his chest, as if his heart was about

master should be underestimated. This old man surnamed Wang was not young, and although age did not have much relation to cultivation, over

heart while simultaneously summoning his Hundred Mountains Picture. In the next