The Immortal Emperor Returns

Chapter 188 - Slapping and Kicking!

Chapter 188 Slapping and Kicking!

Bang!

The stone wall exploded, and the gravel flew everywhere, more horrible than bullets. They rushed toward Chu Xun with a whistling sound.

Ripples surged around Chu Xun’s body, shattering the broken stones into powder.

“Chu Xun, damn you...”

Wu Changfeng’s half face was swollen like a steamed bun, and the five-fingered handprint on his face were particularly obvious. His face was already twisted with anger, so that he looked like a ghost. It was so frightening.

As a supreme grandmaster of Eighth Grade, he had been slapped and kicked. It was lucky that he had not gone mad.

Bang!

The ground exploded. Wu Changfeng roared and rushed to Chu Xun with terrifying power around him. He raised his hand and a chain of Internal Breath shot out, heading straight for Chu Xun’s face.

The corners of Chu Xun’s mouth lifted slightly. He clenched his fists and punched out.

Boom!

The sharp and violent fist directly smashed the white chain. The sound of explosion was as loud as thunder, and the energy was spreading.

Wu Changfeng roared repeatedly and attacked Chu Xun with palms continuously. His Internal Breath burst out, causing ripples in the air. The sound of explosions resounded in the air, creating a terrifying momentum.

Chu Xun punched continuously with both hands, scattering all of the Internal Breath rushing towards him. He then closed in on Wu Changfeng and the power of his fist roared like thunder.

Bang!

Wu Changfeng was knocked back by Chu Xun’s one punch and stepped back continuously, ground cracking under his feet. He did not stop until he was dozens of meters away. The ground was left with a string of clear footprints, each of which sank about 10 centimeters into the ground. It could show how powerful Chu Xun’s punch was.

Like two cold bright stars, Chu Xun’s eyes were filled with an endless coldness. The next moment, with a movement of his feet, he followed Wu Changfeng like a shadow and raised his fist to attack him.

Wu Changfeng’s old face was hideous and twisted. He neither gave in nor dodged Chu Xun. As his Internal Breath surged madly, he raised his hand and his Internal Breath burst forth from his palm.

Boom!

Chu Xun’s fist hit Wu Changfeng’s palm. The air was torn apart, bringing an ear-piercing sonic boom, and the storm caused by the collision spread in all directions. Not far away, a pine tree, as thick as the brim of a bowl, was cut in two in the middle.

Wu Changfeng let out a deep groan as he was knocked back. The ground was left with a deep ditch by his feet. With a loud boom, he crashed into the stone wall once again. Half of his body was embedded in, causing stones to roll down.

The people watching the battle were shocked and fell into silence. Chu Xun’s performance was too terrible. Wu Changfeng had been famous for a long time, but he had been hit into the stone wall twice in a row. Although the first success was the result of Chu Xun’s sneak attack, this time Chu Xun succeeded with the help of his real strength.

Chu Xun showed slightly surprised eyes. The strength of a grandmaster of Eighth Grade was beyond his imagination. If the other party was a grandmaster of Sixth or Seventh Grade, he would already have been killed by his two successive punches.

Although Wu Changfeng had been hit into the stone wall twice, Chu Xun was very clear that Wu Changfeng had not suffered many injuries, not even a minor injury.

It seemed that when a warrior broke through to the Eighth Grade, his or her cultivation and physical strength would both be greatly improved.

Chu Xun looked coldly at the stone wall.

Sure enough, the stone wall exploded and Wu Changfeng walked out. Although his appearance was in a mess, his breath was still strong. However, when he looked at Chu Xun, his eyes were full of not only ferocity, but also fear.

“Chu Xun, you must die today.”

Wu Changfeng’s voice was filled with endless hatred. After today, his image of wisdom that he had worked so hard to build for decades would be destroyed completely. No matter whether he would kill Chu Xun or not, people would never forget that he had been insulted repeatedly today. He would become the topic of warriors’ conversation after meals and a joke in the Martial Tao world. The humiliation would accompany him forever.

Wu Changfeng growled in a low voice, and his Internal Breath started to surge madly around him.

“Chu Xun, go to hell!”

He punched with both fists at the same time.

Two white fist prints burst out from his fists and expanded in the wind. In the blink of an eye, they became as big as square tables and rushed toward Chu Xun while sticking close to the ground, dust and stones flying in all directions all the way with amazing momentum.

The spectators were shocked. Some of them had already recognized that this was Wu Changfeng’s most famous martial skill, Mountain-cutting Fist, which could shatter mountains with one punch. It was very amazing.

But Chu Xun’s expression remained indifferent. He made a magic signet with one hand and tapped it in the air.

In an instant, the void quaked and the space distorted. A terrifying large hand descended from the sky with the power of crushing everything.

The Mountain-cutting Fist was just covered by the huge falling hand.

Boom!

The terrifying explosion shook Xuanji Mountain violently, where countless cracks began to spread. The storm caused by the explosion spread like a huge wave. Everywhere it passed, rocks, flowers, and trees directly turned into powder.

The explosion caused a landslide and huge rocks to roll down. If the Heaven Tao Sect had not withdrawn all the disciples in the First Heaven in advance, the remaining power of the collision alone would have killed a large number of them.

Everyone was silent, and their eyes were full of horror.

Wu Changfeng’s eyes changed. Chen Wuhui, who was on the top of the mountain, was shocked. They all had underestimated Chu Xun. Such an underestimate was fatal.

It was impolite not to make a return for what one received. And it was not Chu Xun’s style not to avenge on his enemies.

“Wu Changfeng, have a try to take my attack.”

True Energy was swirling around Chu Xun’s palm and his fingertips were shining. He stretched out one finger and tapped in the air.

Boom!

The crowd looked over, and their faces changed dramatically.

There were sounds, as loud as thunder, in the air. A giant pillar-like finger was high in the sky, with a simple and unsophisticated smell of desolation.

“Demon-slain Finger. Scaring all the gods and ghosts by the third finger!”

Chu Xun shouted and the giant finger fell toward Wu Changfeng’s head.

Wu Changfeng’s eyes were wide open and he looked a little frightened. He subconsciously flew to the side, but to his horror, he discovered that he had been locked onto by the giant finger. He was enveloped by the pressure it emitted and there was no way to avoid it.

“Ah...” Wu Changfeng roared, and his Internal Breath surged around him crazily. He once again used Mountain-cutting Fist with both hands to crush the falling giant finger.

Under the stunned gazes of the crowd, the Mountain-cutting Fist was hit by the giant finger. It cracked, exploded, and dissipated.

The giant finger did not slow down and hit Wu Changfeng hard.

Boom!

The Xuanji Mountain shook again and the ground exploded. The dust was flying all over the sky and a terrifying mushroom cloud rose, as if a nuclear had bombed.

After a long time, the dust was gone, and everything returned to tranquility.

Everyone fixed their eyes on the place where Wu Changfeng had been hit and they all could not help gasping.

A horrible ravine appeared on the ground and spread for dozens of meters. Wu Changfeng, who was in rags, was lying in the ravine like a dead dog and black smoke was coming out of his body, as if he had been struck by lightning.

Everyone felt their throats were dry and a chill crawling up their spines.

A grandmaster of Eighth actually had been beaten like a drowned mouse. It was so fucking scary.

Everyone’s gaze on Chu Xun changed. Chu Xun was too cruel, so that none of them would dare to offend Devil Chu in the future.

“I will lose a lot...” the Master of Tianwu Sect muttered.

Hearing that, Yan Yi looked at him.

“If I had known that Chu Xun is so awesome, I would have bet more on him. I only bet 50 million. I am wondering if I can increase my bet.”

When Yan Yi heard that, he could not help being speechless and the corners of his mouth twitched. Looking at the bad girl who was absorbed in watching the battle, he could not help feeling proud and said to himself, “Who said that a woman is not as good as a man? My daughter is as excellent as her male peers. She is a man of courage and has bet 100 million on Chu Xun. She will make a lot of money.”

“Wu Changfeng, just because of your words, I was put into prison and my parents were banned. You are my absolutely irreconcilable enemy. Only by killing you can I vent my hate. You claimed that you know everything in the world and can predict the future. Have you ever predicted that you would have a present-day ending?”

Chu Xun’s expression was indifferent and his eyes were cold. His fingers cut down from the sky like a knife.