Chapter 198

Five thousand yuan stones. This was something that could move the hearts of even the people of large powers.

If it was in the outside world, it would definitely attract the attention of many True Yuan experts. But here, they could only sigh.

Zi Chen's strength told them one thing: no matter how many yuan stones there were, you had to be alive to take them and be alive to spend them.

When there was a great reward, there would always be a brave man. This saying had lost its effect at this moment.

No one dared to step forward. Looking at Zi Chen made them feel as if they were looking at a demon. They could already see that although this young man was young, he had a ruthless heart. Those who had been greedy and regretted their actions and wanted to leave had all been killed by him one by one.

"Six thousand yuan stones."

Wu Xiong's pale voice rang out in front of the huge valley. No one answered. Only six thousand yuan stones echoed.

"Seven thousand yuan stones."

No one spoke. No one was willing to throw away their lives.

"Ten thousand yuan stones."

This was a sky-high price that made many people gasp. But still, no one made a move.

Because this number was too terrifying. Even if someone killed Zi Chen, would they be able to take ten thousand yuan stones from Wu Xiong?

Everyone was completely frightened by this number.

"Wu Xiong, don't waste your energy. If you have the ability, then go ahead."

Zi Chen's voice was indifferent. "You only know how to be a coward. Using some yuan stones to trick some greedy people, is there any meaning to it?"

Zi Chen's words were like a blow to the head, waking up those greedy people.

"Good Chen Long. I was kind enough to invite you that day. I thought so highly of you, but I didn't expect you to go against me. Very good. Since you're so heartless, then don't blame me for being heartless," said Wu Xiong.

"Alright, enough nonsense. Are all of you big powers so shameless? You obviously want to attack, but you have to say such high-sounding words. You talk about your own benevolence, righteousness, and morality, but you're only willing to attack when others are completely evil." Zi Chen sneered.

"Friendship? What kind of motherf * cking friendship do I have with you? Why didn't you say that when you offered to buy my life earlier?" Zi Chen took a step forward, causing the world to tremble. His hair fluttered in the wind as a terrifying aura began to brew.

"Today, either you die or you die. Just do it. I can't be bothered to listen to your nonsense."

Zi Chen said coldly, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Hua."

The crowd was in an uproar. This was a challenge to Wu Xiong, as well as the entire Martial Ancestor.

"This Chen Long is so scary. He doesn't even put Wu Xiong in his eyes."

"Is there going to be a battle between geniuses?"

As he took a step forward, heaven and earth shook. A merciless killing intent rushed towards Wu Xiong.

"Good, good, good."

Wu Xiong said 'good' three times, but he was so angry that his face turned ashen. "Chen Long, since you want to die, then don't blame me for being impolite."

"Since you want to die, then I'll fulfill your wish."

Wu Xiong tapped his foot and turned into a ray of light, rushing towards Zi Chen. The aura of the Great Fulfilment burst out from his body.

"You're the one who's going to die."

Zi Chen also turned into a ray of golden light, rushing towards Wu Xiong.

The two rays of light, with terrifying auras, collided violently.

"Boom."

A deafening sound was heard, and the world trembled. Zi Chen turned into a ray of golden light, and his body shook slightly. On the other hand, Wu Xiong took a few big steps back.

"Hiss."

In one exchange, Wu Xiong was obviously at a disadvantage. The sound of people gasping could be heard.

"This Chen Long is so scary. He was already exhausted in the previous battle, but now he's not at a disadvantage."

"What terrifying strength, what a terrifying constitution."

The crowd was amazed and shocked.

"Go to hell."

Wu Xiong's body was full of murderous intent, and a terrifying aura surged. He waved his hand and struck out a terrifying blow.

"Boom."

The sky trembled, and a huge palm print appeared. It was as black as ink, flowing with a terrifying aura, and suddenly fell.

This was the Palm of Destruction, a terrifying battle technique of the Martial Ancestor Technique.

Zi Chen looked up, his body shining with golden light. He clenched his fists, and in an instant, two rays of light broke through the sky. The golden light was so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes.

"Boom."

With a loud sound, the world trembled as if doomsday had arrived. The palm print exploded under the light of the fist, turning into the energy of heaven and earth and disappearing.

"Blade of Destruction."

Wu Xiong shouted. The world suddenly darkened as if doomsday had arrived. The dark light filled the sky, and a thick blade appeared out of thin air, slashing towards Zi Chen's head with terrifying power.

"Swoosh."

In Zi Chen's hand, there was a flash of light and a long sword appeared. This was an ice cold sword. The moment it appeared, the surrounding temperature plummeted. It was as if they were in a world of ice and snow.

"Chi."

Holding the long sword, he slashed towards the air. A cold Sword Qi broke through the air and collided with the blade.

This was a fierce battle, and both sides were extremely powerful.

The Martial Ancestor Technique of the Martial Ancestor Technique was very famous. It was a powerful secret manual, and there were many killing techniques in it. It was as famous as the Qingxia Secret Manual.

During this time, Wu Xiong displayed his powerful battle skills. Any Great Perfection cultivator would be instantly killed if they tried to attack him.

But against Zi Chen, these powerful killing techniques couldn't exert their full power.

Zi Chen's body was shining with golden light, as if he was wearing a layer of golden armor. He held the sword in his left hand and clenched his right hand into a fist, and attacked fiercely.

"Boom."

Every attack of Wu Xiong was easily countered by Zi Chen. The latter stepped forward, and the world shook. He was like a giant.

"Boom."

With one punch, the heavens and earth trembled. Ripples appeared in the space. Zi Chen's powerful physical body was extremely terrifying. All of Wu Xiong's attacks could not get close to him. Zi Chen seemed to be invulnerable.

"Take my punch."

Wu Xiong shouted. He clenched his right fist, and dark light surged. He punched towards Zi Chen.

The fist aura appeared. It was as black as ink and carried a terrifying aura. It detonated the air and made an ear-piercing explosion.

This was an extremely powerful punch called the Shattering Fist, which meant that nothing could not be destroyed. It was extremely powerful.

"Boom."

Zi Chen also punched. Golden light surged, and half of the sky was golden. It was so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes.

The fist aura appeared like a mountain. This was a fusion punch, and it was equally powerful.

"Bang."

The two fists collided, and there was a terrifying explosion. Boundless airwaves surged, and a destructive aura circulated.

"Swoosh."

Zi Chen flashed and finally got close to Wu Xiong. He slashed out a sharp sword Qi, and at the same time, punched fiercely.

"Boom."

In Wu Xiong's hand, the long blade was as black as ink. It swallowed and spat out scattered light. He slashed out and blocked the sword Qi, but he was also pushed back by the impact.

As for Zi Chen's fist aura, it almost injured Wu Xiong.

Wu Xiong retreated. His blood was boiling, and his eyes were filled with unwillingness. He was known as a genius, and he had defeated almost all of the people at the same level as Martial Ancestor. But today, he was suppressed by Chen Long, who was one level lower than him.

"How terrifying."

"He is indeed a barbarian. This kind of combat power is definitely monstrous."

"He has fought continuously, and now he is suppressing Wu Xiong."

Everyone was amazed. Some of the geniuses' eyes flashed. They knew that they might not be able to perform better than Wu Xiong when facing Zi Chen.

"Now, I will send you on your way."

"Shameless boasting."

The two charged again. Terrifying auras kept surging, and powerful combat skills were used.

"Destruction Cut."

"Qingfeng Cut."

All kinds of combat skills kept clashing. The surging energy kept rolling, and a storm was formed out of thin air.

"Go to hell."

In the end, the two collided again like two meteorites. Then, there was a loud bang. A destructive storm with the two as the center spread out.

Blood splashed, and Wu Xiong was sent flying.

His hair was disheveled, and his whole arm was dripping with blood. His palm was spasming, and blood dripped down.

Wu Xiong was injured by Zi Chen's perfect body.

"Wu Xiong is injured."

"Am I seeing things? Chen Long, who has been fighting for a long time, actually injured Wu Xiong."

"Die."

Zi Chen was surrounded by golden light. He stared coldly at Wu Xiong. Killing intent flashed in his eyes. Lightning appeared under his feet, and he rushed toward Wu Xiong.

"You are the one who is going to die."

Wu Xiong gritted his teeth and swung his sword again. The sword light carried a terrifying aura that could destroy the world.

Clang.

This time, Zi Chen did not block with his sword. Instead, he used his fist. His fist emitting golden light was like a divine hammer. It hit the blade. A huge force was transmitted through the blade, and Wu Xiong was sent flying.

"What? He blocked Wu Xiong's attack with his fist? How terrifying is his body?"

"Although that weapon is not a spiritual weapon, it is not an ordinary one. It can cut through iron like mud, but it did not kill Chen Long."

Everyone was dumbfounded. They could not believe it. Chen Long's physique was really terrifying.

"Boom!"

In the end, Zi Chen stepped on the lightning and rushed toward Wu Xiong like a bolt of lightning. He attacked fiercely. Golden light flashed continuously with a terrifying aura. Wu Xiong was like a sandbag. He was sent dozens of meters away, coughing up blood.

"You …" Wu Xiong's expression changed. He coughed up blood. He did not expect Zi Chen to be so powerful.

"Go to hell."

Zi Chen did not show mercy. He rushed toward Wu Xiong in front of everyone's shocked eyes.

"Bang." "Bang."

He put away his sword and clenched his fists. His attacks fell like raindrops. After dozens of punches, Wu Xiong was sent flying again.

"I don't believe it."

Wu Xiong was covered in blood. His hair was disheveled, and his expression was ferocious. Under the gaze of thousands of people, he felt humiliated. He gritted his teeth and rushed forward again.

"Boom!"

This time, Wu Xiong held on for a shorter time. His mind was in a mess. After a few moves, he was sent flying again by Zi Chen.

Slap.

At the same time, Zi Chen's figure flashed and he swung his palms. Palm imprints continuously fell, emitting a series of slapping sounds. Zi Chen's hand moved like lightning, and before Wu Xiong could react, he had already slapped Wu Xiong more than ten times.

"Am I seeing things? Wu Xiong was not only defeated, but also slapped."

"This Zi Chen is too terrifying. His combat strength is so tyrannical."

Everyone was speechless. Under their shocked gazes, Zi Chen rushed toward Wu Xiong again, using his killer moves.

"Bang."

With a punch, Wu Xiong was sent flying and coughing up blood.

"Dong."

The powerful attack was displayed. Wu Xiong's bones cracked.

Wu Xiong was very embarrassed. He was being chased by Zi Chen, coughing up blood. His hair was disheveled, and he no longer had any dignity.

"Go to hell."

Zi Chen's eyes were filled with murderous intent. The long sword in his hand appeared again. It turned into a ray of light and rushed toward Wu Xiong's forehead.

This was a sure-kill attack. Zi Chen had the intention to kill.

"Boom!"