From being plagued by all kinds of diseases to becoming a powerful martial arts demon god!

Chapter 135 Combat

Luo Qikang's home in a municipal residential building.

After listening to Luo Yuanbai's words, Luo Qikang struggled with his feelings, but finally made up his mind.

He has enjoyed all the wealth, power, and status he could have had over the years.

As he grew old, Luo Qikang truly felt the torment of death and aging.

I regret not giving it my all and breaking through to level five of physical strength before I turned thirty-five.

Now, the opportunity to break through to the fifth level of physical body is right in front of him, and he has no choice but to accept it.

Luo Qikang said, "Alright, I'll listen to you, Master Luo."

Upon hearing this, Luo Yuanbai nodded in satisfaction: "That's more like it. Don't worry, you'll get your share of the benefits."

He patted Luo Qikang on the shoulder, then suddenly remembered something and asked:

"By the way, do you know Jiang Heng from the Wu'an Hall?"

"Jiang Heng?"

Luo Qikang was slightly taken aback.

Luo Yuanbai said calmly, "Yes, this person is an old friend of my Luo family."

"Since months ago, it has ruined countless plans of the Luo family."

"You should have heard that half a month ago, you killed a level 6 martial artist from the Miasma Cloud with your peak level 5 strength, right?"

Luo Qikang nodded and said, "I know, he's in Nanjiang City right now."

Jiang Heng was already a well-known figure in Nanjiang City, and Luo Qikang had naturally heard of him.

Not to mention that Jiang Heng had killed a level 6 expert from the Southern Frontier Thirteen just half a month ago, making him famous throughout the Heavenly Palace.

Luo Yuanbai nodded and asked, "Where is he now?"

Luo Qikang thought for a moment and said, "It should be at the Qinghe Research Institute in Shimen District."

"I heard that although he killed that level six martial artist, he was also seriously injured and is currently recuperating there."

Luo Yuanbai narrowed his eyes slightly: "How far is this research institute from the power supply system?"

Luo Qikang said, "It's about twenty or thirty kilometers away."

"Twenty kilometers is enough."

Luo Yuanbai murmured softly.

Luo Qikang was slightly taken aback: "Master Luo, what are you going to do?"

Luo Yuanbai smiled and said, "Do you know how much this kid is worth in the Thousand Poison Alliance's bounty?"

"A full three bottles of Thousand Spirit Gu Liquid, equivalent to three level six martial artists."

"Since we're going to do this, we might as well go all the way. Since we're going to do it, we can't let him get away with it—"

A deep look appeared in Luo Yuanbai's eyes.

Luo Qikang said with some concern, "Master Luo, this man has killed a level six early-stage martial artist—"

As far as he knew, Luo Yuanbai was also only at the early stage of level six.

Luo Yuanbai glanced at him indifferently:

"Wasn't this kid seriously injured and still recovering?"

"Besides, I am not comparable to an old and weak warrior like Aganda."

Although Aganda is a level six martial artist, he is over a hundred years old after all.

The internal organs and acupoints throughout the body have probably already deteriorated.

Naturally, he couldn't compare to a young and strong level six martial artist like Luo Yuanbai.

Luo Yuanbai snapped out of his thoughts and looked up at Luo Qikang in front of him:

"Alright, go and compile a report on the power supply system and the Qinghe Research Institute for me."

"I'll be staying in Nanjiang City for the next couple of days. Remember, don't do anything underhanded, or you'll be dead for sure."

Luo Qikang's face paled slightly, and he nodded: "Yes, I understand, Mr. Luo, don't worry."

Time passed slowly, and three days later...

As night falls, the entire city of Nanjiang is brightly lit, illuminating the night sky.

Jiang Heng stood in a spacious, empty room, slowly practicing the martial art "Burning Heaven".

He has been practicing this top-tier martial art in reverse for several months.

As proficiency reaches 75%, the training speed slows down.

Nowadays, the daily water-milling time has gradually increased to 80%.

This allowed Jiang Heng to gain a deeper understanding of the physical body and the sensation of Qi.

In addition, the joint liberation brought by [Thousand Machine Dao Pattern]

His ability to utilize his own body has approached the "Grandmaster" level of martial artists from a hundred years ago.

"call.."

Jiang Heng finished his cultivation, exhaled slowly, and the pathogenic power flowing in his body dissipated.

Three days later, his physical strength had already reached a new level.

With just his basic physical strength, Jiang Heng had already surpassed that of an ordinary early-stage level six martial artist.

If he were to activate the three body-refining divine abilities, it would likely be enough to deal with a mid-stage level six martial artist.

However, the current problem is that the progress of opening the acupoints has stalled. "Poison, potions, or other rare items—"

Jiang Heng murmured softly.

Normal cultivation is too slow. To quickly develop one's own acupoints, it is necessary to rely on the power of [Disease Erosion].

"Tomorrow, I will return to Tongshui Pass—"

The only way to improve one's strength is to return to the battlefield.

Jiang Heng snapped out of his thoughts, pushed open the door to his room, and went to Pei Yu's laboratory.

"Brother Jiang, this is the simulated Gu poison solution that I've been developing these past two days."

In the brightly lit laboratory, Pei Yu handed a bottle of dark-colored medicine to Jiang Heng.

This is a Gu poison solution that she replicated based on her research on Gu poison during this period.

Jiang Heng nodded slightly, about to take the solution.

Suddenly, the overhead lights dimmed, plunging the entire laboratory into darkness.

"power failure?"

Jiang Heng looked around and found that the entire Qinghe Research Institute was without power and completely dark.

He paused for a moment, then moved and appeared at the window, looking out at Nanjiang City.

Sure enough, the entire city of Nanjiang was pitch black, completely shrouded in the thick darkness of night.

Citywide power outage?

Jiang Heng felt a slight condensation in his light, sensing that something was amiss.

The power supply system in Nam Giang City is now related to border defenses, so inspections must be very strict.

It was impossible for the power to go out so suddenly without warning. Jiang Heng frowned slightly, and then was about to leave the Qinghe Research Institute to find out what was going on.

At this time.

He glanced around out of the corner of his eye; with his current heightened senses,

They immediately noticed two pairs of eyes directed at the Qinghe Research Institute from not far away.

At least level five in physical strength.

Jiang Heng frowned slightly, stepped back behind the window, and looked at Pei Yu:

"You stay here and don't move. I'm going out for a bit."

Pei Yu nodded immediately.

The next moment, Jiang Heng's figure disappeared from the spot and completely disappeared into the darkness.

Three kilometers away.

A room on the top floor of a residential building.

Luo Muyang and Luo Xiuying stood by the window, their gazes fixed on the Qinghe Research Institute, several kilometers away.

Both of them were peak level 5 martial artists, in their twenties or thirties, and were the pillars of the Luo family's current generation.

They followed Luo Yuanbai to Nanjiang City to carry out a power outage mission.

Decades ago, such a dangerous mission would never have been assigned to the direct descendants of the Luo family.

Unfortunately, the Luo family has now fallen into decline.

The collateral relatives and subordinates either scattered and fled, or had already been captured or even killed by the Military Security Bureau.

The Luo family is now basically on the verge of life and death.

If they don't want to give up their two-hundred-year-old foundation and escape the Tianfu Administrative Region, then they have no choice but to cooperate with the Thousand Gu Alliance.

I don't expect the Thousand Poisons Alliance to completely occupy Tianfu, but as long as they can capture a few cities,

That gave the Luo family a chance to survive and breathe in the cracks.

Luo Muyang calmly gazed at the person opposite him and spoke softly:

"The power has gone out. My uncle should be on his way. He should arrive in a few minutes."

"When the time comes, once Uncle kills Jiang Heng, we might be able to get a share of the Thousand Spirit Gu Liquid—"

Meanwhile, a look of worry appeared on Luo Xiuya's face.

"Jiang Heng killed a level six martial artist before. Can Uncle kill him in such a short time?"

At this moment, the entire city of Nanjiang is without power, and the Wu'an Hall has probably already realized the problem.

If they lingered in Nanjiang City for too long, they would surely be caught by the powerful figures from the Tianfu Martial Security Hall.

Their original mission was simply to assist Luo Yuanbai in causing a power outage in Nanjiang City.

But Luo Yuanbai instructed them to come to the vicinity of the Qinghe Research Institute and keep an eye on Jiang Heng inside.

They had no choice but to obey.

However, in Luo Xiuya's view, this approach was undoubtedly creating unnecessary complications and unnecessarily increasing the risks of the trip.

Luo Muyang shook his head slightly and said calmly:

"So what if you killed a level six martial artist? Now you're still seriously injured and can only lie in a hospital bed recovering—"

"No matter how great your talent is, you still need to grow up. Showing off your talent too early will only bring disaster upon yourself."

"Besides, we're not necessarily that much worse than him."

"If we join forces with Uncle, we'll definitely be able to kill him quickly!"

Luo Muyang is the most talented genius of the Luo family in this generation.

Whether in cultivation, martial arts, or supernatural powers, he has reached the limit of a level five martial artist.

Even so, he was still no match for a level six martial artist.

But Luo Muyang was confident.

Even if he were to face a martial artist at the early stage of level six, he could hold out for a while.

In that light, he's not much worse than Jiang Heng.

Suddenly, the sound of wind broke through the air.

Suddenly, a towering figure, as tall as an iron tower, appeared in their line of sight.

They were looking down at them from their high vantage point.

Luo Muyang's calm expression froze instantly. He hadn't even noticed that someone had already approached them!

He looked up abruptly and immediately recognized the person's face.

"Jiang Heng?!"

Jiang Heng, standing above his head, raised an eyebrow slightly.

They recognized me; they really came for me.

He descended, casually extending his right hand.

His long, slender fingers, like iron hoops, reached down to grab Luo Muyang.

An awe-inspiring and boundless momentum descends.

During the foggy time, Luo Muyang felt a chill run down his spine, cold sweat poured down his forehead, and he roared furiously in his heart.

How is this possible?!

This is an aura that no level 5 martial artist should possess!

"Get out of here!"

Luo Muyang roared.

He drew a long sword, its blade flashing with a blue light like a bolt of lightning, and slashed it forward with a thunderous roar!

Luo Muyang was absolutely certain that this was the most powerful divine ability he had ever unleashed in his life.

However, "click-click-click-one—"

The outstretched hand didn't flinch at all, easily shattering the azure light.

It shattered along with the blade and landed on his chest the next moment.

"puff·-..·"

Luo Muyang's chest caved in instantly, and he spat out blood.

Its body resembled a large, arched shrimp, its back bulging as if it were about to fly backwards.

next moment.

The large hand slightly rose, grabbed his throat, and lifted him up.

"No—" Luo Muyang's face flushed red, and he looked at Jiang Heng in front of him with a look of horror.

At this moment, he finally realized that Jiang Heng in front of him was not at the peak of level five at all...

He's a level six martial artist!

Luo Xiuya, who was standing to the side, also suddenly came to her senses, and the shock in her heart was beyond description.

Wasn't it said that Jiang Heng was seriously injured?

How come he's already a level six martial artist?!

Desperate to rescue Luo Muyang, she smashed through the outer wall of the residential building and sped away.

But the next moment.

A large hand suddenly grabbed the back of her neck, then lifted her up and slammed her to the ground!

"Boom!"

Even if it's just a casual wave of the hand,

But this immense force still caused the concrete ground to collapse and crack like a spider web.

Luo Xiuya was stuck in the ground, coughing up blood, and pleading desperately, "Spare me—spare my life!"

Jiang Heng landed, tossed Luo Muyang to the ground, and calmly asked, "Who sent you?"

Luo Xiuya's expression showed a hint of hesitation.

A jet-black boot immediately lifted up and stomped heavily on Luo Xiuya's legs, crushing them completely!

"ah-"

A piercing scream shattered the deathly silence of the night.

As a member of the Luo family, Luo Xiuya has been pampered since childhood. When has she ever experienced such inhuman abuse?

She screamed in agony, lying on the ground in agony:

"I'll talk! I'll talk! It's my uncle, Luo Yuanbai!"

The night sky was desolate.

The wind whistled in my ears.

Luo Yuanbai was flying high in the sky, carrying Luo Qikang in his hand, and was in a very pleasant mood.

With Luo Qikang's help, the operation to destroy the Nanjiang Power Supply Center went quite smoothly.

At this moment, the entire power supply system of Nanjiang City has temporarily collapsed.

It definitely won't be fixed anytime soon.

Even with backup power, it wouldn't be enough to support the entire border defense.

Now, all that's left is to go over and kill Jiang Heng, and this operation will be considered a complete success.

Luo Yuanbai will then be able to obtain a total of nine bottles of Thousand Spirit Gu Liquid!

With so much Gu liquid, he might be able to leap from the early stage of level six to the late stage of level six!

As for the Gu liquid he promised to give to Luo Qikang, that was naturally impossible. Luo Yuanbai glanced at Luo Qikang in his hand with a faint warning, pondering how to deal with him next.

Soon, he flew over twenty kilometers and saw the Qinghe Research Institute building in the distance.

"That's it."

Luo Yuanbai's lips curled into a cold smile.

At this moment, it would take at least five more minutes for a level-six martial artist stationed on the border of Tianfu to reach Nanjiang City.

And this period of time was enough for him to kill a seriously injured level 5 martial artist. Just as he was thinking this,

next moment.

"Ah-yi"

A heart-wrenching scream pierced the night sky.

Luo Yuanbai's smile froze slightly. Why did that scream sound so familiar?

He instinctively looked in the direction from which the sound came.

But then they saw a tall, imposing figure in black standing with one foot on his niece, Luo Xiuya.

Both legs were shattered, blood flowed in pools, a gruesome sight.

And the ground two steps away.

His nephew, Luo Muyang, had a sunken chest and a hunched back; he was breathing in but not out.

Luo Yuanbai paused, and his eyes suddenly became bloodshot.

The tall figure several kilometers away seemed to sense his gaze and slowly turned around to look.

His features were youthful and sharp, and his expression was calm and indifferent.

Luo Yuanbai had seen this face countless times in intelligence files.

"Jiang Heng—"

Luo Yuanbai's face was cold, and various thoughts flashed through his mind.

He then tossed Luo Qikang aside and charged forward like lightning.

A terrifying aura of a level six physical body suddenly descended from the sky!