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Chapter 108 Five Elements Fist? Come! Take a look at my fist technique in this life.

Chapter 108: Chapter 108 Five Elements Fist? Come! Take a look at my fist technique in this life.

His foot had not yet stepped forward, and his mind was already locked on.

"Another remnant of the Red Lotus Sect caught."

The mocking voice came from the branches in front of him.

It was a man in a blue robe with his arms crossed, looking down at the youth with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

Liang Hui looked at the emblem on his chest representing the Heng Sect and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

He stepped forward, raising his fist to the sky.

The surging Fistful Intent instantly enveloped the surroundings.

What was a normal punch occupied all space in the eyes of the man in black.

Ah!

The forceful roar was just that, a roar.

Bang!

The man in black, together with the trees beneath his feet, exploded directly.

Blood mixed with wood chips scattered around.

"Senior brother!"

Amid the wails of grief,

Four sword lights filled with coldness slashed out from the jungle.

Every stone and tree that blocked their path on the way, all shattered.

"Good hatred."

Liang Hui chuckled lightly.

A pitch-black luster appeared at his fingertips, then suddenly pressed towards the sword lights.

Crack! Crack!

The longswords broke, shattering into pieces.

Then, under the terrified gazes of the four, they flew back even faster.

Blood splattered, flesh parted from bodies, and scattered onto the ground.

Together with the trees behind the three, all were slashed into level ground by the fragments.

Passing by the four battered corpses, Liang Hui saw the scene behind the jungle clearly.

Two groups were fighting each other, one group was dressed as the Heng Sect and the other group’s attire was considerably more disorderly, resembling Loose Cultivators.

There were many bodies lying on the ground as well, most of them dressed in disarray.

"Brother, you’re here to apprentice at the Beast Taming Sect too, right? The Heng Sect has gone mad, insisting that we are remnants of the Red Lotus Sect."

Liang Hui looked deeply and directly assigned himself the identity of a youth in white.

Only then did he turn his gaze towards the disciples of the Heng Sect.

He stepped forward, his expression cold and full of murderous intent.

He already had some guesses about the intentions of the Heng Sect, likely wanting to kick someone when they were down.

But whether it was personal vendetta or public grudge, he wanted to cut down the disciples of the Heng Sect in front of him.

"Sir, this is a matter between the Heng Sect and the Red Lotus Sect. Do not interfere. Leave now, and we can pretend nothing happened."

What answered him was a fair-skinned palm.

Bang!

The head exploded directly.

Passing by the headless corpse, he continued forward.

Whether with fists, palms, or fingers, he kept striking.

Each attack resulted in people spewing blood and falling.

Whether it was a Daoist of the Warm Nurturing Phase, or a Martial Artist of the Bone Refining, Marrow Refining, even to the Organ Refining Level, it was just one strike, without exception.

In a matter of breaths, the ground was filled with floating corpses.

Liang Hui stood above the blood, casually flicking off the blood that had stained him.

"Brother, we owe you our lives. Otherwise, we might not have survived."

"Now that we are numerous, we should stick together and head to the Beast Taming Sect. This way we can avoid ambushes."

The youth in white moved forward slowly, a friendly smile on his face and his words gentle.

Liang Hui tilted his head, watching the chattering youth with a seemingly smiling yet not smiling gaze.

His palm reached forward, pressing on the youth’s head.

"You dare call me ’brother’? Do you think you’re worthy?"

"Using a technique learned from your family here, are you looking for death?"

With continuous rhetorical questions, the youth in white seemed to realize something, his face twisting with fear.

"My lord, please..."

Bang!

The corpse fell.

Liang Hui paid no attention to the others fleeing in panic, instead he began to gather the loot on the ground.

While collecting the loot, a powerful momentum rose up a kilometer away.

Then, a roar full of rage followed.

"Who dares to kill the disciples of the Heng Sect."

"Lan Yue Pavilion, Qin Dao."

The youth stood erect, taking a pair of golden gauntlets out of his storage space and slipping them on.

Comfortable and leisurely, his expression could hardly be called solemn.

"Lan Yue Pavilion, merely a minor sect on the frontier, yet dares to commit such defiant acts," a cold voice said.

A figure, already bringing with him rolling waves of air, charged straight towards Liang Hui.

Along the way, the air above continuously exploded.

Boom!

Such an explosive collision was surprisingly halted by a single palm, unable to advance even an inch further.

The other hand, left free, reached out flat, pressing towards the middle-aged man’s head.

With this press, the air at the fingertips burst apart, white streams of air coursing backward along the palm...

The middle-aged man’s eyes were icy as he watched the palm that was so close.

He summoned all his Inner Qi from within his body.

In the blink of an eye, his entire body seemed to be coated with a layer of bronze.

Thud!

It resounded like the tolling of a bell.

The middle-aged man staggered back, with a distinct palm print on his head.

"Not a bad Body Refining Technique."

"If this is as far as you go, today another Blood Refining Warrior shall fall," Liang Hui admired, striding forward.

Inner Qi began bursting from his body, blue Inner Qi gathering and transforming on the surface, forming a set of jade-colored battle armor.

At the same time, thunder and fierce flames clung to the armor.

The youth’s momentum increased with each step.

His powerful and sharp aura filled the area within a thousand meters.

The advancing figure, like a mountain rolling towards the middle-aged man.

Bang!

Another earth-shattering collision, the middle-aged man was sent flying, the bronze aura enveloping his body promptly dissipating.

’Is this a Refining Viscera Warrior?’

The middle-aged man struggled to his feet from the pit, feeling the stabbing pain in his chest, his expression filled with bewilderment.

Qi-Blood, speed, strength – all significantly surpassed his, a Blood Refining Warrior, how could this be a Refining Viscera Warrior?

However, as a practitioner of the Internal Refining of the Three Origins, at the ultimate realm, he quickly regained his senses.

Eyeing the swiftly approaching figure, the middle-aged man’s eyes filled with fighting intent.

He had learned that person’s Fist Technique.

Counterattack!

It was not impossible.

"Today, I will be the one to kill you."

With a flat palm, hot flames, sharp golden light, vibrant green glow, solid brown, and sky-blue water currents.

Continuously rotating and converging in the center of his palm, finally forming a five-colored brilliance that flickered in and out of existence.

The brilliance climbed up his fingers and palms, ready to meet the swiftly oncoming figure.

’Five Elements Fist!’

At this moment, even Liang Hui’s calm gaze stirred slightly before his face broke into a smile.

Yes, a smile!

At this moment, he was happy.

The enemy’s Fist Technique might have been lacking, but it was good enough for a desperate fight.

’Take a look at my fist in this life.’

The fist that should have smashed directly into his enemy began to shift rapidly.

One after another, beastly roars echoed along the fist, fierce beasts leaping out one by one from its edge.

One after another, as if there was no end.

With all their might, the roars propelled the fists forward.

This was the foundation of his Fist Technique in this life: Myriad Beasts Fist!

The instant the beast roars touched the five colors.

The five elements that flickered in and out of existence began to fracture, crumble, and eventually dissipate.

The fist, mixed with thunder and flames, sliced through the cycle of the Five Elements, piercing through the enemy’s chest.

Bam!

The middle-aged man fell incredulously, struggling to get a clear view of Liang Hui’s figure.

"How is this possible? This is that person’s Fist Technique, destined to remain invincible throughout countless ages," he gasped.

"But you are not that person. There has never been an invincible technique in this world, only invincible people," Liang Hui said.

"And you’re far behind in learning it. Still, you did your best with your talent."

The young man whispered, not minding a final word with this enemy who provided him a modicum of enjoyment.