Chapter 1743 - 1740: Tormenting Mo Zhan!
Watching Mo Zhan unleash his full power in an attack, a sneer of disdain immediately curled upon Li Chen’s lips.
"Hmph, with such trivial tricks, you dare show off in front of me?"
As Li Chen spoke, he lightly pointed a finger, shooting out a ray of Sword Light that directly collided with the vigorous blade storm created by Mo Zhan.
"Clang clang!"
A sound of violent and unmatched impact exploded in mid-air, various sparks like lightning and thunder, giving off a thunderous sonic boom.
In just that brief encounter, Mo Zhan’s vigorous blade whirlwind was pierced through by Li Chen’s extraordinarily condensed Sword Intent.
If not for the Heavenly Silkworm Demon Armor he was wearing, a top-tier defensive treasure, Li Chen’s single Sword Intent would have been enough to claim his life.
Even so, it heavily injured him, causing a sweet taste to surge in his throat, and then he vomited large mouthfuls of fresh blood.
Seeing that he was no match for Li Chen, Mo Zhan disregarded the so-called demeanor of the Demon Son and fled in disgrace like a dog that has lost its home.
The cultivators blocked outside the hall were now standing on tiptoe, craning their necks to look inside.
Suddenly!
A sound like muffled thunder abruptly rang out.
Before these cultivators could react, they saw a figure harshly thrown out.
When they clearly saw who this figure was, everyone present was greatly shocked.
"Isn’t that Mo Zhan, the Chief Heavenly Pride of the Heavenly Demon Sect?"
"Mo Zhan, hasn’t he already reached the Half-step Tribulation Realm? Unless it’s a Tribulation Crossing Great Ability, who else could match him, let alone defeat him so disgracefully. Could it be..."
Thinking of this, these cultivators all stood solemnly, with a look of longing on their faces.
Under the gazes of the crowd, a graceful and elegant figure descended like a relegated immortal from the heavens.
Seeing the newcomer, everyone couldn’t help but be stunned.
Because, most of the people present didn’t recognize Li Chen.
"Who is this?"
"Don’t know, seems to be called ’Nameless,’ a loose cultivator!"
Upon hearing that the newcomer was a loose cultivator, everyone present showed a disdainful expression, adopting their usual high and mighty attitude, looking down on Li Chen.
"Tch, turns out to be a loose cultivator; at most, he’s just a nobody!"
"Exactly, ’Nameless’? What a crappy name!"
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This group of so-called Heavenly Pride Saintesses, upon learning that Li Chen was a loose cultivator, their sense of superiority instantly soared, and even their intelligence suddenly dropped to negative, ridiculing him in various ways.
At this moment, Master Jingkong and Li Mengjiao also walked out one after another.
Seeing Li Chen, they both voluntarily stepped aside, appearing very humble.
The disciples of Fantian Temple and Qianxue Hall, upon seeing their Chief Heavenly Prides coming out, all approached to greet them.
Disciples of the Zhao Family and Liuyun Sect, as well as those cultivators associated with the Loose Cultivator Dugu Bai, seeing Master Jingkong and Li Mengjiao come out, craned their necks to look inside.
Li Chen glanced at them and coldly said, "No need to look; they won’t be coming out!"
Hearing Li Chen’s words, a hot-tempered disciple of the Liuyun Sect immediately roared in anger, "How dare you curse our senior brother. Believe it or not, when he comes out, he’ll pierce several bloody holes in you first!"
Hearing this outcry, Li Chen couldn’t help but sneer coldly.
"Hmph, your senior brother Zhuge Qingyun is already dead and won’t come out to pierce several bloody holes in me. However, I’m willing to do the favor and pierce several bloody holes in you!"
The chilling words had barely fallen when Li Chen waved his sleeve, and several strands of extraordinarily condensed Sword Intent, like a rainbow piercing the sun, tore through the void, aiming to penetrate that hot-tempered disciple.
Before the unlucky fellow could react, he felt a sweet surge in his throat.
Looking down, he saw several shocking bloody holes had been pierced into his body.
These bloody holes spurted blood like fountains, spraying several of his companions with blood.
One timid female disciple was so frightened that her complexion paled, and she screamed in panic.
"Ah!"
The unlucky disciple let out a shrill scream, his whole body turning to a puddle of goo, collapsing heavily into the pool of blood.
Even his Divine Soul hadn’t time to escape before it was incinerated by a wisp of flame flicked from Li Chen’s fingertip.
After a dead silence, the Liuyun Sect disciples, filled with fervor, unleashed their Magical Treasures, intending to make Li Chen pay with blood.
Seeing such a "ruthless" side of Li Chen, fearing further slaughter, Master Jingkong couldn’t help but show a sorrowful expression, pressing his hands together, and chanted a Buddhist prayer to the Liuyun Sect disciples: "Amitabha Buddha, fellow disciples of the Liuyun Sect, what Master Li said is not untrue; your senior brother has indeed perished and will not emerge again!"
The disciples of Liuyun Sect, hearing that their extraordinarily talented senior brother had fallen in the central hall, were greatly shocked.
"Master, is what you say true? How did our senior brother meet his end?"
Facing the Liuyun Sect disciples’ barrage of questions, Master Jingkong was momentarily at a loss for words, only able to stand there with a heavy look, repeatedly uttering "Amitabha Buddha."
Soon, someone came to his aid.
This person was none other than Mo Zhan.
Mo Zhan quickly took over the conversation, saying, "The master is correct; your senior brother Zhuge Qingyun has indeed perished, killed by Li Chen!"
Listening to Mo Zhan’s response, the Liuyun Sect disciples were again stupefied.
Soon, doubts arose.
"How is that possible? Our senior brother, so immensely talented, one of the top Heavenly Prides of this age, how could he be killed by a loose cultivator?"
"Exactly, even if he is a loose cultivator, even a true Tribulation Crossing Great Ability may not necessarily be able to kill our senior brother!"
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Mo Zhan, seeing the stubbornness of these ignorant Liuyun Sect disciples, unwilling to believe his words, couldn’t help but sneer coldly.
"Hmph, not only was your Chief Heavenly Pride Zhuge Qingyun killed by Li Chen, but also the Zhao Family Heavenly Pride Zhao Wuyou and Loose Cultivator Great Power Dugu Bai were all killed by him. If you don’t believe me, feel free to ask Master Jingkong and Li Mengjiao. These two are as greatly renowned as dragons and phoenixes; surely they wouldn’t deceive you along with me?"
Mo Zhan’s words immediately stirred an uproar in the crowd.
Everyone found it unbelievable, especially the disciples of the Liuyun Sect and Zhao Family, standing there dumbfounded as if struck by a thunderbolt.
After a long while, someone timidly looked at Master Jingkong and Li Mengjiao, asking with a tremor in their voice, "Master, Fairy Li, is what he’s saying true?"