Yuan Zun: Starting with the Eight Ancestral Symbols

Chapter 101 Zhou Yuan Kills Wu Huang

Yaoyao did not congratulate him, but looked at Muchen very calmly. After all, she had thought it over carefully and gave Muchen a trace of divine substance. If he still could not break through, he might as well jump down from here, without the protection of source energy and the strengthening of his physical body, to see if he could fall to death, so as to avoid her being embarrassed.

"By the way, Senior, can you see the battle outside?"

Muchen was a little curious about how Zhou Yuan and Wu Huang were fighting now, and whether he had killed Wu Huang.

hum!
Patriarch Cang Xuan waved his hand, and clouds and mist filled the air. The scene of the top of the holy mountain appeared in front of several people. As expected, Zhou Yuan and Wu Huang had been fighting for a while, and both of them were injured.

“It’s not bad for a person in the middle stage of Tianguan Realm to fight against a person in the Taichu Realm like this.” Patriarch Cang Xuan nodded.

He could feel that Wu Huang was stronger than Zhou Yuan, but Zhou Yuan was even more ruthless, so unless he used his trump card, the two would be able to fight for a long time.

"He is my junior fellow apprentice. Senior, you can leave your holy blood to him when the time comes."

Muchen does not need holy blood now, his condition is also very good, and he has endless power. The Thousand Feet Heavenly Gate is not just for show. There are many people in the late stage of the Heavenly Gate who cannot compare with him.

"...That old fellow Cang Yuan, his luck is really enviable." Patriarch Cang Xuan was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that Zhou Yuan was also a disciple of Cang Yuan.

But he was not jealous. They were all Cang Xuantian's geniuses. The higher their future achievements, the more gratified he would be.

On the top of the holy mountain, Zhou Yuan was in a tortoise shell barrier, looking at the red sand and gravel falling from the sky with a serious expression. This was a Heavenly Source Technique, and he could not guarantee that this Source Pattern Barrier could definitely take it.

Fortunately, he still had a trump card to use. Zhou Yuan clenched his fist, and the silver lines on the back of his hand flickered slightly. He only had one chance to attack by surprise, and he had to kill the enemy with one blow, otherwise he would be at an absolute disadvantage.

Bang bang bang!
The red sand and gravel carried destructive power and smashed down on Zhou Yuan. It collided with the tortoise-shell-like source pattern, and produced a high-temperature red wave that washed in all directions.

Zhou Yuan blocked the first wave of attack, but there was no sign of relaxation on his face.

"Tsk, low-grade Tianyuan technique, it's really tricky."

Zhou Yuan curled his lips. The best quality he had mastered now was only the Small Tianyuan Technique, which was still far from the real Tianyuan Technique.

"Zhou Yuan, let's see how long this tortoise shell of yours can last!"

Wu Huang's face was gloomy. Zhou Yuan, whom he had never taken seriously, was actually so difficult to deal with. This made Wu Huang very unhappy. A useless dragon should just lie in the mud.

The handprint changed instantly, the red clouds in the sky shook, and more red sand and gravel fell, continuously bombarding the source pattern barrier.

Under such a fierce attack, the Source Pattern Barrier began to tremble violently, and the light became dimmer and dimmer. It was obvious that it could not hold out for much longer.

Those who were watching the battle were all very regretful. Zhou Yuan's methods shocked them, but it was a pity that they were facing a genius like Wu Huang, and he forced Wu Huang to use the Tianyuan Technique.

"Zhou Yuan, today, you must die!"

Seeing that the barrier could not hold out for much longer, Wu Huang's voice was filled with murderous intent, directly attracting the red sand in the sky. A huge red fist of about several dozen feet in length condensed, emitting violent energy fluctuations, and the entire space was filled with bursts of explosions.

Click!

When the punch landed, the barrier only blocked the attack for a few breaths before it shattered. Zhou Yuan stared at the giant fist intently, with a sharp purple edge condensing on his right hand behind him.

If he blocked this attack head-on, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured, and then he would be at the mercy of Wu Huang. "Die!"

Wu Huang roared with satisfaction in his eyes. This annoying useless dragon of the Zhou family was about to completely disappear from this world. He had no chance to escape.

"call!"

Zhou Yuan took a deep breath, and the silver rune on the back of his left hand suddenly burst into a dazzling silver light.

hum!
The moment the giant red fist fell, Zhou Yuan disappeared. No one noticed except the envoys of the Six Sacred Sect. Even Wu Huang thought that Zhou Yuan was suppressed. After all, this was a powerful Tianyuan technique.

"not good."

Zhao Pan's face turned grim, he thought of the little bastard who slapped him in the face, and knew that Wu Huang was in trouble.

But he was unable to alert Wu Huang in the holy land and could only worry about it. You know, Wu Huang was favored by the people above and nothing could happen to him here.

puff!
Wu Huang's eyes suddenly blurred, and he saw a flash of purple light. His neck felt a sharp pain, his pupils trembled violently, and a line of blood appeared on his neck.

The next second, Wu Huang's head and body were separated, and blood gushed out from his broken neck like a fountain.

Everyone watching the match was stunned. They had never expected that Zhou Yuan would actually win, and his opponent was the powerful Wu Huang.

"Cough cough."

Zhou Yuan's face was extremely pale. The origin of this Space Ancestral Talisman was not his, so just the power he exerted almost drained him. This was also due to the excessive consumption he had previously experienced, but fortunately it succeeded.

Looking at the silver rune on the back of his hand, Zhou Yuan was very grateful. If Muchen hadn't lent it to him, it would have been hard to say who would win or lose this time.

After all, without Silver Shadow and Barrier Breaking Saint Mark, Zhou Yuan has fewer powerful trump cards. Wu Huang is a Taichu Realm expert, and he also has Tianyuan Technique, so there is definitely a gap.

But even so, it was still a fierce battle. Although Wu Huang was arrogant, he was really strong.

Wu Huang never thought that Zhou Yuan would use the power of space. He also had a trump card, the Holy Dragon Luck, but he didn't even use it and was beheaded by Zhou Yuan.

"You lent it to him?"

Patriarch Cang Xuan looked at Muchen. He had felt the power of space when Muchen was extremely angry before, but Zhou Yuan had not yet mastered this power.

"Well, he is my junior brother after all. Wu Huang has the Tianyuan Technique given by the Holy Palace, so isn't it reasonable for me to provide some support to Zhou Yuan?" Mu Chen said with a smile.

"The dog of the Holy Palace is indeed reasonable and well done." Patriarch Cang Xuan said seriously.

Knowing that Wu Huang was from the Holy Palace, he had no favorable impression of him. Even if Zhou Yuan used a more exaggerated trump card, he would turn a blind eye and regard it as within the rules.

Mu Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Looking at Patriarch Cang Xuan and the Holy Palace, they did have a very bad relationship. But he could understand after thinking about it. Who would like such a lackey as the Holy Palace? The Holy Clan was the enemy of the lower five heavens, but the Holy Palace worked for the Holy Clan. In other words, there were no saints in Cang Xuantian. If it were in Hunyuantian, it would have been destroyed by the Great Venerable long ago.

(End of this chapter)