Published: March 7, 2025
Chapter 79: I Will Play You to Death, Do You Believe It?!
Chu Yang was currently at a critical juncture. The final moment!
More than fifty experts from the Golden Horse Knights Hall had arrived here, stealthily advancing from all directions toward the position where Chu Yang stood at the center.
Chu Yang closed his eyes, quietly waiting as the Sword Spirit repaired the last small gap.
Just a little more...
Just a tiny bit more...
Just a smidge more...
Swish!
Jing Menghun descended from the sky like a shooting star, circling three times above the valley before finally spotting Chu Yang hidden beneath a secret little pine tree; a cruel smile couldn't help but appear on his face!
Chu King of Hell!
You have finally fallen into my hands.
During this period of pursuit, even Jing Menghun felt he could barely hold on, exhausted to the bone. As for Chu Yang, Jing Menghun was completely convinced that he was already at his last breath.
In fact, Jing Menghun was extremely surprised that Chu Yang had managed to hold on until now! Others might not know, but Jing Menghun was aware of every scar on Chu Yang's body.
During this time, Chu Yang had first been hit by Fifth Diwu Qingrou's thunderous soul-crushing heart-shattering palm, then had to flee thousands of miles, breaking through a sea of ten thousand soldiers, suffering three severe penetrating arrow wounds and numerous sword and knife scars. His internal organs must have been in complete disarray.
In the subsequent eight thousand miles of escape, he had led his followers into intense battles against Jing Menghun multiple times, adding at least ninety new and old scars. Each one was severe!
With such injuries, even a Ninth Grade Throne would likely have been fatally wounded long ago!
Yet this Chu King of Hell seemed nearly indestructible, making it all the way here before finally being unable to withstand it! Now he was starting to heal...
Recalling the thrilling experiences along the way, even Jing Menghun couldn't help but exclaim in astonishment, a miracle!
But no matter how miraculous, at this moment, the Chu King of Hell was finally done for! He was about to fall into his hands, paying the price for all the countless deeds he had done, for the blood debts he had incurred during this time...
Jing Menghun let out a sinister, deep laugh, swiftly approaching Chu Yang, his hand reaching out viciously...
Just then, Chu Yang's eyes suddenly flew open, two beams of piercing light locking onto Jing Menghun's hand.
At that moment, the Sword Spirit had completed its work; Chu Yang’s internal organs were fully restored!
The power of the Jade Snow Spiritual Ginseng truly possessed the ability to transform the world!
Jing Menghun was taken aback, could this be a trap set by the opponent? However, he gritted his teeth and continued to strike! In moments, he understood.
In Chu Yang's current state, he wouldn't dare to set any traps! Let alone use himself as bait to set up a trap...
The only possibility was that Chu Yang was bluffing!
I am a seasoned veteran; do you think you can scare me off with your bluster? What a joke!
As he watched his hand nearly touch Chu Yang's body, the rushing wind had already made Chu Yang's hair billow.
Chu Yang coldly stared at Jing Menghun's hand, suddenly bringing his right hand sharply across his chest, palm facing outward, his pristine white palm violently meeting Jing Menghun's hand!
Jing Menghun was overjoyed, adding even more strength to his strike. He thought to himself, even if you are a genius, even if you have some skills, you are far from my match, and right now you are at your weakest; how could you be my opponent?
To clash with me is to seek your own death!
As soon as he thought it, a loud bang echoed as the two palms collided fiercely!
Boom!
Chu Yang was sent tumbling backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood in the air, his recently healed internal organs nearly rupturing again, his body in such pain that it felt foreign, forcing himself to endure as he flipped and leaped to the treetops...