School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master
Chapter 664 - 740: Ultimate Life-taking

Chapter 664: Chapter 740: Ultimate Life-taking

"Wow, you little beast, I’ll have your life!"

The middle-aged man cursed furiously, formed spells with his hands, and three Cultivation Treasures danced wildly in the air, bombarding Chen Nan from above.

"You old beast, wow, your sister! Thinking you’re really in a Peking opera with that costume on. If you know what’s good for you, chop off your own head, or grandpa Chen will make this chicken from the furnace go kill your daughter!"

As Chen Nan retaliated with his insults, he fused two weapons into his hands. The Xuanhuang Battle Qi around his body was like a layer of armor. With a raise of his hands, the Gang Wind surged tumultuously, and the Crack Sky Hand shattered everything in its path, striking at those Cultivation Treasures.

The middle-aged man nearly died of anger. What he wore was clearly a Daoist robe, but from Chen Nan’s mouth, it had become the costume of a Peking opera singer.

What infuriated him even more was that this brat in front of him was as shameless as the chicken in the furnace, actually threatening to kill his daughter; it wouldn’t have mattered if he didn’t have a daughter, but he did have one!

How could he not be furious upon hearing such words?

Desperately urging his Magic Treasures, he glanced at another middle-aged man beside him and said, "Wang Duozhu, you continue refining this chicken. I’ll go slaughter this little beast myself."

Wang Duozhu nodded, "Lu Zhiyang, be careful."

Lu Zhiyang nodded repeatedly, and just as he turned to continue activating the Magic Treasures, a jolt shook his entire body, his spirit severely damaged.

The three treasures he had sent out a moment ago had been shattered by Chen Nan in the blink of an eye!

A Third Level Taoist Martial Artist actually smashed a Sixth-grade Spiritual Artifact with his bare hands, which gave him quite the shock. After all, how could a spiritual artifact be shattered by a fleshly palm!

Lu Zhiyang, extremely unwilling, kept forming spells and drove the other two Magic Treasures towards Chen Nan.

Chen Nan had already leaped into mid-air by this point, executing the Slaughter God Seven Steps, moving like a fleeting shadow. He left a string of phantoms in the air, constantly clashing with those two treasures.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The sounds of collisions were incessant as the two Cultivation Treasures were forced to retreat repeatedly by Chen Nan’s strikes.

"Crack..."

Finally, another treasure couldn’t withstand the immense force and exploded on impact. Immediately after, Chen Nan caught the remaining Flying Sword with his bare hands and with three strikes, his gold and black fingers shattered all tangible matter and broke that Sixth-grade Spiritual Artifact’s Flying Sword.

"A bunch of useless scrap metal, not even close to your brother’s Eighth-grade Spiritual Artifact copper furnace."

Chen Nan chuckled coldly, his figure swiftly cutting through the void, charging toward Lu Zhiyang.

As the Magic Treasures shattered, Lu Zhiyang’s spirit suffered, leaving his face deathly pale.

At that moment, hearing Chen Nan’s words, he seemed to realize something. With a mix of shock and hatred, he roared, "You killed my brother Zhao!"

"Just an ant, if squashed then squashed, what’s there to be surprised about? It’s only his fault for his low cultivation and your Cultivation Treasures for being so fragile," said Chen Nan as he took the third step of the Slaughter God Seven Steps, now less than five meters away from Lu Zhiyang.

"Zhiyang, be careful!"

Wang Zhibing shouted out loud.

Lu Zhiyang snapped out of his state of shock and hatred and unleashed his last three Magic Treasures while crying out, "Brother Wang, save me!"

Only now did he realize how terrifying Chen Nan’s strength was.

Able to smash even Eighth-grade Spiritual Artifacts, with his current array of Magic Treasures and cultivation, it would be very difficult to resist.

Wang Zhibing, of course, saw this as well, realizing that Lu Zhiyang was no match. He hurriedly tried to retract the Inner Strength he had been using to refine in the Divine Furnace, but ultimately, he was a step too slow.

"Crack..."

Chen Nan’s Battle Qi surged across his body as if he was lightning rampaging through the sky.

With each breaking sound, his hands became like a crushing machine, leaving a trail of fragments wherever they passed. Magic Treasures turned to rubble, scattering in the air like ground flour.

Seeing this turn of events, Lu Zhiyang hurriedly fled backward.

"Boom..."

The last Cultivation Treasure was shattered by Chen Nan, and at the same time, he stepped onto the sixth pace of the Slaughter God Seven Steps. Immediately following, the seventh step thundered through the void, his momentum like rolling thunder, and in the blink of an eye, he was right behind Lu Zhiyang.

Such incredible speed!

Lu Zhiyang was greatly alarmed, hastily turning around and hurling a palm strike behind him.

"Bang!"

Gang Qi surged, the sound thunderous.

The dispersing Gang Qi fiercely shook the entire hall, Chen Nan with a Crack Sky Hand, scattered the opponent’s Gang Qi and shattered his hand bones.

Lu Zhiyang screamed in agony, his body rapidly retreating.

On the other side, Wang Zhbing withdrew his Gang Qi and spurred his Flying Sword to strike at Chen Nan, attempting to stop him.

This was a Seventh Grade Spiritual Artifact’s Flying Sword.

Chen Nan’s hands moved together, two successive Crack Sky Hand strikes bombarded the Flying Sword, sending it flying over ten meters away, sticking into the hall’s beam. Then, with a push off the ground, his body surged toward Lu Zhiyang like a hunting cheetah.

"Stop right there!"

Wang Zhbing was tremendously shocked, not expecting that his Seventh Grade Spiritual Artifact’s Flying Sword could not even momentarily stall Chen Nan!

At the moment when Chen Nan got close to Lu Zhiyang, it was already too late for Wang Zhbing to produce another Magic Treasure. With a thunderous "Boom," Chen Nan slammed his palm down, and in Lu Zhiyang’s eyes filled with fear, Chen Nan’s palm burst his head open.

"Zhiyang!"

Wang Zhbing cried out desperately, then he spat out a mouthful of a Flying Sword, directing it at Chen Nan.

Chen Nan’s expression changed.

The speed of this Flying Sword was faster than any Magic Treasure before, it must be at least an Eighth-grade Spiritual Artifact.

Fury surged in Wang Zhbing’s eyes, after two successive attacks were dodged by Chen Nan, he pinched a spell and bellowed, "Sword Rain Meteor!"

The Eighth-grade Spiritual Artifact’s Flying Sword vibrated suddenly, splitting into ninety-nine flying swords, all pointing at Chen Nan and encircling him in the center. Then, with the constant buzzing of swords, the ninety-nine Flying Swords all charged at Chen Nan at once.

Sword Light flickered, Chen Nan shook his arms, confronting the Flying Swords with Crack Sky Hand.

This Sword Rain Meteor was also considered a supreme technique in the Cultivation realm, with ninety-nine Flying Swords attacking at the same time, even if Chen Nan had three heads and six arms he would struggle to defend.

Fortunately, he had a strong Martial Body and was protected by a Divine Weapon, his combat prowess extraordinary.

One sword split into ninety-nine swords, naturally, the grade would fall, transforming from an Eighth-grade Spiritual Artifact into ninety-nine Sixth Grade Spiritual Artifacts.

"Crack..."

Chen Nan seized two of the Flying Swords and furiously hacked away, causing the swords to clash against each other.

After shattering several swords, he was left with multiple sword wounds, his blood soaking through his torn clothes.

As a Cultivator of the Seventh Layer of Control, he was much more powerful than those of the Sixth Level of Taoist. Had it not been for his great increase in power, he might already have been sliced into pieces by these Sword Rain Meteors.

The clangor of metal was ceaseless, Chen Nan swung his sword fiercely, truly ferocious.

Flying Swords collided with each other, and after destroying over a dozen Flying Swords, Chen Nan leaped high into the air, spinning, the whistling noise of the Xuanhuang Battle Qi echoing like a Spiral Drill as he rushed toward Wang Zhbing.

Ultimate Life-taking, Heaven Breaking Kill!

(Correction from earlier, Chen Nan was at the Third Layer Heaven, not second as mistakenly written, corrected now. I’m so lazy yet I did four updates, can’t I get some monthly votes...)

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