Quickly conquer the martial arts world, and let your fists dominate the heavens!

Chapter 308 It really is a cultivation technique I created myself.
Chen Zhan had little interest in people who had been servants for too long.

In terms of martial arts, Wang An truly deserves the title of genius. Despite his physical disability, he has cultivated to the Tongxuan level at this age and even has the grand ambition of living to be nine thousand years old.

But that's it.

At this moment, Chen Zhan has completely recovered his original appearance, but there are subtle differences. He looks younger and has better skin than before.

If you look closely, her skin is even better than a woman's.

Wang An's expression changed several times as he looked at Chen Zhan's appearance and his arrogant words, his gaze shifting from admiration to ruthlessness.

If you can't subdue someone like Chen Zhan, you have to kill him.

Wang An dismissed Chen Zhan's arrogant words with disdain, believing himself to be unparalleled in martial arts and capable of assassinating emperors and kings.

But he understood the court and even more so the Ming Dynasty. Killing the emperor was pointless. If being emperor was simply a matter of killing the emperor, then the world would have long since ceased to belong to the Zhu family.

"Ignorant child, what do you know?"

Wang An's voice was icy, and the last trace of appreciation in his eyes vanished, leaving only ruthlessness: "I can let you live, and I can make sure you die a horrible death!"

Before he finished speaking, the crimson true energy around him surged dramatically, no longer the scattered currents of energy before, but all of it condensed in the palm of his right hand.

A blazing red light shot into the sky, illuminating the dark forest as if it were daytime. The surrounding trees were instantly charred black, and fallen leaves spontaneously combusted without wind, filling the air with a pungent smell of smoke.

"Blazing Blade, Slash!"

Wang An let out a low shout, and the crimson flames in his palm suddenly took shape, transforming into a three-foot-long flaming longsword.

The blade was entirely crimson, wreathed in flames. The true energy at the blade's edge was condensed to the point of being tangible, radiating a terrifying temperature capable of melting gold and severing iron. Sparks flew, scorching the surrounding air.

As soon as the flaming longsword took shape, Wang An's figure blurred, and he shot straight towards Chen Zhan like an arrow released from a bow.

The speed of the Transcendent Realm cultivator was extremely fast, leaving only a red afterimage. The long sword, carrying the power to split mountains and shatter rocks, slashed straight at Chen Zhan's head. Before the blade even arrived, the scorching air wave had already made Chen Zhan's hair curl slightly.

Chen Zhan stood still, his gaze calm and unwavering, looking directly at Wang An.

Previously, when I saw him fight against Qiongqi Fang Sheng, there was an absolute gap between the Tongxuan Realm and the Xiantian Realm. With the blessing of the relic, the Soul Slaughtering Dharma King was able to fight against Fang Sheng, who had not yet released his Qiongqi Demon Body.

But it was just a brief exchange, and it didn't cause much trouble.

Even after the Qiongqi Demon unleashed its full true form and devoured the flesh and blood of dozens of Eastern Depot agents, it was still no match for Wang An.

It is evident that the gap between those at the Profound Realm is enormous.

Each level is a chasm, each step a new world.

but
He is different now than before.

"Well done!"

Chen Zhan gave a low shout, took half a step back, and a golden chariot instantly took shape.

A sudden burst of pale red qi and blood erupted from his body, no longer restrained, and the qi and blood in his dantian surged to his arms like a tide.

He didn't conjure any weapons; he simply clenched his fists, and his blood and qi condensed into a thin layer of red mist on his fists. The red mist gradually thickened, and soon his arms were completely obscured.

His arms were shrouded in thick fog!

Wang An was unaware of Chen Zhan's situation. There was no fluctuation of true energy within the red mist, but he didn't care and swung his blazing longsword to strike.

The knife was close at hand.

Chen Zhan slightly raised his eyes, twisted his body half an inch, and suddenly stepped back forward with the half step he had just taken!
Half-step Crushing Fist!

This punch was something that neither Guo Yunshen, the creator of this style of boxing, nor any other Xingyi master had ever seen before.

A punch that transcends the boundaries of traditional Chinese martial arts.

A crimson mist swirled around his fist, resembling a long, powerful serpent of blood and energy, fierce and blazing!
"boom!!"

On one side is the scorching, heaven-burning true energy, and on the other side is the pure and untamed blood and qi.

The damage caused by the two was even more horrific than what had just happened at Guangyuan Temple.

Centered on the two people.

The air surged and roared!
The birds and beasts that had just scattered in the forest ran even faster, and those that were even slightly lax were caught in the crossfire. Those caught in the crossfire were killed without a trace, burned to ashes.

Wang An felt the force of the recoil and realized that Chen Zhan had always been more than just a strategist.

The force of this punch was no less than the full power of Qiongqi Demon's attack just now.

"Kakaka~"

The sound of the blazing longsword shattering was clearly audible amidst the roar, and fragments of crimson true energy scattered like sparks, burning away before they even hit the ground.

Chen Zhan had keen senses; the moment the longsword shattered, he detected a slight stagnation in Wang An's aura.

A fleeting opportunity.

Although Chen Zhan also suffered a great shock, he forced his body to withstand it and did not retreat, his internal organs roaring!
With a low shout, he advanced instead of retreating, stomping his left foot hard on the ground, causing it to sink half a foot. Using the momentum, he pushed his body forward several feet, almost touching Wang An.

The crimson mist that had previously wrapped around his arms grew even denser, now climbing up his shoulders and swirling around his neck like a burning cloud of blood. This caused his aura to surge, surpassing even his previous half-step Crushing Fist.

After the Half-Step Crushing Fist!

and also!

A series of devastating punches!

The first punch had barely broken the longsword when the second punch followed immediately. The punch, accompanied by red mist and carrying earth-shattering power, struck straight at Wang An's chest.

This punch was devoid of any fancy moves; it was purely an extreme explosion of qi and blood power. The speed was so fast that Wang An didn't have time to regroup his true qi. He could only subconsciously unleash all the remaining crimson flame true qi, turning it into a hasty wall of true qi to block.

"Shu Zi is looking for death!"

The alarm bells rang loudly, and a storm raged in Wang An's heart.

He didn't expect that Chen Zhan not only seized the opportunity with precision and ruthlessness, but also moved with ridiculous speed, several times more sensitive than the beastly instincts of Qiongqi Demon. This was not the reaction speed one should have before entering the Tongxuan Realm.

"boom--!!!"

The fist of qi and blood collided fiercely with the red qi wall, and the two forces exploded instantly, with the shockwave sweeping outwards like a tsunami.

The ancient trees around snapped in response, their thick trunks crushed into sawdust by the shockwave, their branches and leaves burning into flames, the entire forest trembled, and all vegetation within a hundred meters was reduced to scorched earth.

Wang An felt an overwhelming force instantly shatter the wall of true energy. His chest felt as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer, his blood and qi surged, and he felt a sweet taste in his throat before spitting out a mouthful of blood.

His body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing into dozens of towering ancient trees along the way.

It finally crashed heavily onto a small hill, kicking up clouds of dust.

Chen Zhan stood still, shaking his slightly numb fist.
The red mist of blood and qi on his body did not dissipate, but continued to swirl.

With a thought, Chen Zhan felt the blood and qi in his dantian surge like a rushing river, flowing wildly through his meridians to his entire body.

The red mist that swirled around his arms was no longer a scattered stream of air, but spread rapidly along his shoulders and neck, covering his chest and back, and finally condensed into a perfectly formed armor of qi and blood on his upper body.

This armor is entirely crimson, without the slightest blemish, as if it were forged from the finest concentrated blood essence, its surface gleaming with a warm yet sharp luster.

The black and red "Dragon and Snake Demon Armor" formed by the Soul-Slaying Dharma King with the power of the relic is very similar to it if you don't look closely.

However, his armor of qi and blood was even more exquisite. As the red mist flowed, the edges of the armor were outlined with fine scale patterns. Each scale was distinct and fit his body perfectly without any redundancy.

Most astonishingly, his arms were covered in a red mist of blood and qi that swirled and coiled around his elbows, gradually condensing into two lifelike phantom images of dragons and snakes.

The dragon's head is held high, the snake's mouth is wide open, revealing sharp fangs, the snake's body is coiled around the arm, the scales and patterns are clearly visible, and you can even see the red mist of blood and qi that the dragon and snake breathe, rising and falling like breathing.

They were not still, but moved slightly with the flow of Chen Zhan's blood and qi, exuding a fierce aura, a hundred times more agile than the dragon and snake patterns on the demonic armor of the Soul Slaughtering Dharma King, and even more powerful.

Chen Zhan glanced down at the Qi and Blood Armor on his chest. The armor, formed by the red mist, felt solid to the touch, yet it did not hinder his movements. On the contrary, he could clearly feel the Qi and Blood flowing within the armor, providing him with a continuous source of power.

The recoil from the clash with Wang An was rapidly dissipating under the nourishment of the Qi and Blood Armor, and the rumbling in his internal organs was gradually subsiding.

He moved his wrists, and the dragon and snake phantoms on his arms moved with incredible agility.

The snake spewed out two thin streams of red mist, which landed on the ground and instantly scorched two shallow pits.

Chen Zhan stopped mobilizing his Qi and blood from the Divine Tiger in his Dantian and felt the Dragon-Snake Blood Armor. The red mist in his chest, back, and other areas that did not require movement solidified slightly, protecting his internal organs like a tiger-head armor or a heart-protecting mirror.

As for the arms and shoulders, which require flexible positioning for attacks, the red mist transforms into coiled dragons and snakes, changing with every movement.

So lifelike!
Chen Zhan smiled and said, "I knew it. This thing is indeed a technique I created myself."

From the moment Chen Zhan saw the Soul-Slaying Dharma King using the Dragon-Snake Demon Armor, he felt a sense of familiarity, as it was very similar to the red mist of blood and qi that he had developed to cover his entire body.

The difference is that his blood and qi mist is not yet as "refined" as the armor.

The Demon Armor of the Soul-Slaying Dharma King was also forcibly pushed to that extent by mixing some of his internal energy with blood and qi. Now it seems that it was mostly the effect of the blood and qi in the relic.

The Soul-Slaying Dharma King's development of the Demon Armor was merely a matter of simple fist and foot techniques; he didn't understand the key points at all.

This thing requires top-tier physical strength and martial arts skills to use.

"This is... the Dragon-Serpent Demon Armor? You actually mastered this kind of demonic divine skill!"

From the dust and smoke of the distant hills, Wang An burst forth from the mountainside, his python robe torn and blood trickling from his lips, yet his aura remained undiminished.

Chen Zhan still couldn't kill a mid-stage Transcendent Realm expert with a single punch.

But when Wang An saw the blood and qi armor on Chen Zhan's body, his eyes were filled with disbelief and shock.

Wang An had coveted the Demonic Sect for too long, and over the years, he had thoroughly investigated its history spanning several hundred years.

Naturally, he knew that each of the two supreme demonic scriptures contained three superior techniques. The "Dragon and Serpent Demon Armor" and the "Qiongqi Demon Body" were both superior techniques, and both their cultivation conditions and the effects after mastery were extremely terrifying.

The Dragon-Snake Demon Armor of the Soul-Slaying Dharma King was formed with the help of relics and demonic power, carrying an evil aura. However, it was only a forced creation, and the demon armor was not fully formed.

Chen Zhan is different now.

The exquisite craftsmanship of the magic armor is comparable to that of Ming Dynasty imperial porcelain.

(End of this chapter)