Martial Peak

“Since you won’t have any regrets even in death, then you can die right now.”

When the fat cultivator was about to kiss Luo Bing, an ice-cold voice reverberated.

The fat and thin cultivators had been completely focused on their impending activities and their vigilance had been overwhelmed by their base instincts, so it wasn’t until they heard another person’s voice that they reacted in terror.

The fat cultivator leapt to his feet, but he didn’t get to see who was talking before he saw a fist coming at him. It was a fist covered in Saint Qi, exuding a vicious force.

He could clearly see the fist getting larger as it approached him, shrouding his entire vision. He wanted to dodge this strike, but couldn’t. It looked like his opponent’s cultivation vastly surpassed his…

*Peng…*

A soft noise echoed out, followed shortly by the fat cultivator’s miserable scream. His fat body had been sent flying through the air, and his head burst open like a watermelon soon after, spurting scarlet and white fluid around.

“Ah!”

When this incident had just begun, the thin cultivator let out a surprised cry, only to see his Brother quickly dying right in front of his eyes. Everything ended before he could respond.

He raised his head and saw that a muscular man had appeared at some point. The muscular man’s body was now drenched in blood, as if he had just come out of a battle. Half of his face was swollen and blood was dripping from it. It was a pretty ghastly sight and ordinary people wouldn’t dare to look straight at him, especially because one of the man’s eyes was completely white, without any pupils or iris. It was quite terrifying to behold!

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“Who… Who are you?” When the thin cultivator swept this newcomer with his Divine Sense, his heart couldn’t help clenching because he discovered that he was a Third-Order Origin King.

The thin and fat cultivators were just First-Order Origin Kings, and the enemy’s cultivation was higher than theirs by two Minor Realms. The enemy didn’t look to be in his best state, but he was still able to kill the fat cultivator with a single punch; therefore, the thin cultivator knew he was no match for him.

“I’m the man who will send you to the underworld,” the muscular man snorted coldly and his large body instantly disappeared.

Upon seeing this, the thin cultivator shouted, “Friend, let’s have a civil conversion! We have no grievance or grudge with you, so why are you assaulting us?”

Even though he said so, the thin man had already summoned his defensive artifact, forming a luminous shield around himself.

The muscular man’s voice reverberated behind the thin man’s back, his voice cold and indifferent, like a whisper of a reaper of death, “What else is there to discuss with scum that oppresses people and assaults women? Die!”

As his voice fell, a sabre appeared in his hand. As he imbued his Saint Qi into it, it let out a sonorous roar while the phantom image of a giant tiger’s head appeared above the blade. This tiger phantom opened its maw to devour the thin man.

The thin man turned pale with fright and shouted sharply, “I’ll fight!”

His cultivation was lower than his opponents by two small realms, but if he gave it his all, then he might still have a chance to survive. The fat cultivator had gotten killed by a single punch only because he had been careless back then, and didn’t even get a chance to summon his artifact.

defensive artifact, the thin man

develop as he expected. As his opponent hacked him with his blade, all his defences were cut down and his

in a daze. He took a look at the large wound that went from his shoulder to his belly,

the Dao Source Realm coming out from this muscular man’s body. Meanwhile, his weapon was also a Dao Source Artifact. This was why he managed to so easily break through his defence and inflict a fatal wound

still so inquisitive?” The muscular man snorted coldly

his voice fell, the thin man’s blood spurted out like a fountain. His body had been chopped into two halves, and even his internal organs were exposed

smell started

eyes were wide open; however, a moment

had never seen such a bloody sight before. She had been greatly shocked by

she had thrown up everything she had eaten. She turned around her pale

muscular man looked coldly at her with faint hatred flashing past his sole eye. He didn’t

Bing and poked several points on

Qi started flowing back into her meridians again. The young girl stood up, faltering, and looked in fright at the corpses of the thin and fat cultivators then averted

and

her head and looked at

heartfelt

never suffered such danger, and

her. Even though this person had a hideous and frightening look, Luo Bing didn’t find him scary for some unknown reason and she felt safe next to his large and muscular body. She felt that as long as she was

she did not get even from her father

and some peculiar feelings started

at the man and questioned

her

and she quickly lowered her

muscular man suddenly

and she raised her head with a smile, “So, it is Brother Chai, I’m Luo Bing, the City Lord’s daughter. Have you ever heard

she said so, she was startled by her

called another man so intimately. Yet, in the face of this man, she called him ‘Brother’ so naturally. She felt at ease

me?] Luo Bing’s confusion was apparent in

calmly, then averted his gaze, as if he

Crane City, you must have heard of me.” Luo Bing pursed her lips and revealed a smile,

a moment then said, “Brother Chai, I have… gotten

the terrifying ordeal she had just gone through. No man would be able to

Hu nodded and

delighted and she

not today,” Chai

and she looked in a daze at Chai Hu, then asked, “Brother Chai,

Luo, I have to ask for your help with something and you’ll have to