Holy Fist
Chapter 815 - 365 Dragon Elephant Roar, Terrifying Punch (5.4k)_3

Chapter 815: 365 Dragon Elephant Roar, Terrifying Punch (5.4k)_3

A full one-third, rapidly took shape.

"Three Qi Hole Secret Technique, could it really have such an effect?"

Bai Xiao’s eyes narrowed, silently noting it down.

The Dragon Elephant Scripture, boundless in power, was excellent in every way. However, if you want to unleash its peak might, the consumption is enormous; deploying a single Earth Glaze Elephant God, who can endure that? Of course, the normal state of the Dragon Elephant Scripture is already formidable. But, when facing a truly strong opponent, you must give it your all.

At this moment, Bai Xiao could only unleash ten terrifying moves.

He actually felt it was somewhat too few.

If Bai Xiao’s thoughts were overheard, it might elicit massive complaints. If a Forbidden Secret Martial technique lets you unleash terrifying power with each punch and palm indiscriminately, that would be unbeatable. The Dragon Elephant Scripture is already extreme enough, one punch exploding a sect leader, ten whole moves!

Aren’t you satisfied yet!?

Bai Xiao wasn’t aware if others were satisfied, but he certainly wasn’t. This time, Bai Xiao discovered the special effect of the Three Qi Hole Secret Technique; he must thoroughly research it later, perhaps it can work with the Dragon Elephant Scripture.

Creating unimaginable chemical reactions!

Central stage.

Bai Xiao’s thoughts passed in an instant, he quickly snapped back to reality.

Not far off.

The black destruction zone covered by his previous punch, unexpectedly involved a Blood God Deputy Hall Master who followed De Lao Xiuwen too closely, affected by it. Combat uniform shattered, skin cracked, and blood trickled down his arm on the ground.

"Swish!"

A giant golden shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.

The massive figure, robust as a tank, emitted a high-temperature magnetic field slightly distorting the air around it. He raised arms like marble columns, muscles knotted, slamming down with extreme force!

"Boom! Boom!"

Bai Xiao’s fist bombarded the shoulder of the Blood God Deputy Hall Master.

It was like a ground-penetrating missile, slimming him. Both arm sides and some torso were physically blasted and shaved off.

This Blood God Deputy Hall Master’s width shrank to half its original size.

Transformed into a human stick.

"Clang!"

A black sword light flashed, sweeping through half the sky.

The Blood God Deputy Hall Master didn’t even have the chance for limb regeneration, dying instantly on spot. He collapsed heavily on the ground, a blood-colored crack ran through the middle of his forehead and occiput. With a crunch, turned into myriad light and vanished.

"Whoosh!"

A black air stream was absorbed by the Sword of Fear.

Bai Xiao quietly gazed forward, four-dimensional attribute information flashed by.

[Your attribute "Will", +2.1!]

[Will: 175.7→177.8]

His pupils refocused, slowly turning to look at a far-off position.

On a certain wall in that area.

A broken piece of Lao Xiuwen’s Heavenly Water Sword was embedded there.

Beside it.

Three battle figures suddenly collided with the Blood God Hall Master, arriving in front of the wall. To the left, a middle-aged woman with leopard-like agility, face beautiful. Strong arms wrapped with light white bandages.

A scar like a winding red snake on the outer side of her right leg.

Benglei Martial Arts Hall Master, Late Stage of Transformation Realm, Yuan Jing!

"Lao Xiuwen is dead..."

The woman quietly glanced at the broken sword arm, stated.

"Lao Xiuwen intended to draw over three Blood God Deputy Hall Masters behind him to trouble Canaan’s side, but something went wrong..."

The black silk band below Candle Sect’s forehead had fallen off. In those mysterious eyes, the sun and moon seemed to flow, black and white mingled.

"Trying to steal a chicken only to end up losing the rice used to lure it..."

"Lao Xiuwen, this time was more severe, even lost his life."

On the right.

A slender figure in a white linen robe, slightly hunched, stood barefoot. The elder’s hands behind his back, knuckles large as bamboo roots, veins bulging like dragons, a turbulent Qi formed into a vortex.

Slightly vibrating, absorbing airflow.

Western Secret Martial Realm, Eight Heavenly Dragon Style Vice Sect Leader, Jiao Ze.

Late Stage Transformation Realm, near peak!

"He was killed in one move, be cautious."

"There’s a master across."

Jiao Ze inspected, then spoke with a slightly solemn gaze.

"It’s Fierce Fist Bai Xiao."

"No, now he should be called Dragon Elephant Hall Master!"

Candle Sect slowly turned, abruptly gazing at the tall figure quietly standing at the intersection over a hundred meters away. He exuded Glazed Golden Light, as his aura swirled, imposing and authoritative, stunning the universe. Four directions simultaneously had four Blood God Hall Master shadows, approaching in encirclement.

Yet, he remained fearless, strong arms hanging naturally at his sides.

Radiating a Grandmaster’s demeanor, resembling deep-seated mountains.

"Swish!"

The golden light figure moved.

Still like wild rabbit, moving like furious dragon.

"Roar!!!!"

Dense dragon-shaped Qi Force transformed into a roaring claw, heavily pounding one of the Blood God Hall Masters. A few collisions, opponent instantly blood-soaked, arm twisted, body staggered. Finally, a slight mistake in movement led to an on-the-spot beheading by overlapping white water bird wings!

"Clatter clatter clatter!"

The other three Blood God Hall Master figures hurriedly arrived.

Four people instantly engaged in combat, entangled and flickered.

"Crack!"

One Blood God Hall Master, right leg broke, spewing blood.

"Rip!"

The second Blood God Hall Master’s shoulder was completely torn off, blood and flesh blurred.

"Boom!"

The final Blood God Hall Master, struck through the heart, erupted a several-meter-high blood mist pillar from his back. The entire body was slowly lifted up.

Next second black light flashed, a sword cut down.

In short time.

The encirclement of four Blood God Hall Masters declared shattered.

Only two survived!

"Even in the West, recently had heard rumors of this Dragon Elephant Hall Master. It’s said he established a sect, tested martial skills for three days, defeated three Transformation Realms consecutively? Tsk tsk, witnessing today, truly reputation deserved. In fact, he concealed strength back then, now is the true peak of this Dragon Elephant Hall Master! Lao Xiuwen of Heavenly Water Sword, just died by his hand, not unjust..."

Jiao Ze witnessed everything, eyes flickering, commenting.

"Though unwilling to admit..."

"But, I alone may not be his match."

Next to him, the always dominant Yuan Jing, rarely spoke.

"We are three people."

Middle positioned Candle Sect, casually said.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

Far away, behind Bai Xiao’s battle zone.

The figures of Fang Zheng and Canaan swiftly darted over, rapidly converging with him. Around, Blood God Hall Masters regrouped to four.

Two chief halls, two vice halls.

"It’s them, Candle Sect!"

"Unexpectedly encountered on the way..."

Canaan’s pupils narrowed, eyes swiftly scanning opposite, reminded.

"Three people, same as us."

"Careful!"

Then, a cold low voice slowly corrected.

"No, it’s four."

"Just killed one, three left."

Canaan abruptly turned, pupils contracted, looked at Bai Xiao.

That deep angular profile...

Still like a steel mold, expressionless.