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Chapter 665 - 741: Taoist Skill, Heavenly Thunder Nine Slashes!

Chapter 665: Chapter 741: Taoist Skill, Heavenly Thunder Nine Slashes!

Wang Zhibing was shocked to his core.

He had not expected that under his own attack, Chen Nan would still have the capacity to counterattack.

After all, he was a Seventh Level of Tao Control cultivator, whose strength was far beyond that of warriors of the same level. Yet this fellow, who was clearly only a Third Level warrior, possessed such a heaven-defying battle power!

Could it be that he had truly restored those ancient martial combat skills?

Wang Zhibing had also heard that, before the endless ages, once a martial artist’s cultivation reached a certain realm, they could command the wind and clouds and sweep across all cultivation systems, standing unrivaled among all cultivators.

But later, those ancient martial combat skills gradually became lost, and the warriors who inherited these systems had battle powers that were not even comparable to cultivators, let alone capable of sweeping across all cultivation systems.

After so many years, Wang Zhibing really couldn’t believe that Chen Nan could have restored such ancient martial combat skills. Yet other than ancient warriors, Wang Zhibing could think of no other type of fighter who could possess such heaven-defying strength.

Fighting across four minor realms was simply impossible for today’s warriors!

Because they were too weak; let alone fighting across levels, even in fights among those of the same level, they were no match for cultivators.

"Boom..."

As Chen Nan’s Heaven Breaking Kill move came forth, Wang Zhibing stomped on the ground, leaping into the air.

He was two zhang high off the ground. Facing Chen Nan’s attack, his expression remained calm as he continuously formed spells with his hands and bellowed, "Heavenly Thunder Slash!"

As he formed the spell, the sky trembled immediately.

The entire hall was filled with flashes of lightning and roaring thunder, as if the apocalypse had arrived. With a "boom", a thunderbolt as thick as a wrist formed, like the light from a lifted sword, and it shattered everything as it struck towards Chen Nan.

Powerful cultivators, without the need for magical treasures, could unleash heaven-defying destructive power with just a spell, a unique Taoist skill owned only by those with strong cultivation.

Such cultivators were especially formidable; without any magical treasures, they could control the Five Elements of heaven and earth with their will alone, deploying overwhelmingly powerful Taoist skills.

Clearly, Wang Zhibing’s strength had reached the realm where he could deploy Taoist skills!

The wrist-thick thunderbolt was formed from the thunder elements between heaven and earth, no different from the natural thunder from nature, only intensified with Wang Zhibing’s Taoist skill, making the attack even more penetrating and filled with a denser killing aura.

"Bang!"

As the two tremendous forces collided, Chen Nan was pushed back a distance, standing on the beam of the great hall, his expression solemn.

Though he had not gained the upper hand in the Heaven Breaking Kill just now, he was also unharmed. The two were evenly matched. However, what surprised Chen Nan was that, even without using magical treasures, a cultivator could still release such a powerful attack, which was indeed formidable.

Seeing that Chen Nan had blocked his Taoist skill attack, Wang Zhibing was also surprised. The might of his Heavenly Thunder Slash was much stronger than the previous magical treasure attack, yet it had still been dissolved by Chen Nan.

With his fists crunched noisily, Wang Zhibing coldly said, "Chen Nan, you have truly angered me now!"

Chen Nan crooked his finger, his face full of scorn as he said, "Anger? Seriously? Think you’re some angry bird? What an idiot, come at me, try to bite me, come on!"

Cultivators, also known as Daoists, cherish a calm and balanced mind, comprehending the natural way.

At this moment, Wang Zhibing, being cursed at by Chen Nan, was instantly so enraged that smoke could practically be seen coming out of his seven orifices, and he could no longer maintain a calm mind, roaring, "Heavenly Thunder Nine Slashes!"

This Heavenly Thunder Nine Slashes was his ultimate killing move, equivalent to nine Heavenly Thunder Slashes striking at once, unmatched in power; however, at that moment, with his mind unsettled, the power of his ultimate move was somewhat diminished.

But despite this, the nine Divine Thunders that struck down still made the void tremble, the oppressive force unparalleled.

As the nine Divine Thunders crashed down upon him, Chen Nan was taken aback, his Gang Qi running to its limits, his Xuanhuang Battle Qi forming a thick armor around his body, as he launched Heaven Breaking Kill once again to counter the Heavenly Thunder Nine Slashes.

"Crack..."

The thunder swung wildly, the void trembled, and the furious Gang Qi scattered violently.

At that moment, not only did Wang Zhibing attack furiously, but Chen Nan also unleashed his strongest power. However, when their forces clashed, Chen Nan still couldn’t withstand it and was sent flying backward, crashing into the walls of the great hall, coughing up fresh blood.

Although Heaven Breaking Kill was powerful, Wang Zhibing, after all, was at the Seventh Level of Tao Control, pressed down on him by four minor realms, leaving a significant gap between their strengths when Wang Zhibing deployed his full might.

If Wang Zhibing hadn’t been disturbed mentally and had performed the move flawlessly, Chen Nan might have been even more seriously injured.

However, as a pure Martial Artist, Chen Nan’s Martial Body coursed with the hot blood of a fighter. A minor injury not only didn’t impair his combat strength but even amplified his War Intent and intensified his Killing Aura.

Chen Nan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up from the ground, and sneered repeatedly, "Heh, is that all you’ve got? It seems that’s all!"

Seeing Chen Nan still able to stand, Wang Zhibing was greatly surprised.

Logically, after being struck by his Heavenly Thunder Nine Slashes, and having been sent flying into the wall coughing up blood, Chen Nan should have been severely injured!

But now, the injuries he sustained didn’t seem very serious.

Could the body of a Martial Artist really be as strong as a Magic Treasure, impervious to swords and blades?

Taken aback, Wang Zhibing unleashed the Heavenly Thunder Nine Slashes again, bombarding with thunder and lightning. Chen Nan was sent flying again, but the very next moment, he could still stand up, albeit with a paler complexion, yet his combat strength wasn’t much reduced.

Wang Zhibing’s face drastically changed.

Although the Heavenly Thunder Nine Slashes were powerful, they also drained a lot of Inner Strength. After two consecutive strikes, his spiritual power was somewhat exhausted.

The robustness of Chen Nan’s Martial Body completely exceeded his expectations.

"You, go to hell!"

In a rage, Wang Zhibing roared and launched the Heavenly Thunder Nine Slashes once more.

This time, Chen Nan wasn’t thrown back, just staggered back over a dozen steps, a trace of blood leaking from the corner of his mouth, his injuries much lighter than the previous times, as he sneered, "Each strike weaker than the last, it seems you’re running on fumes."

"You... how is this possible!"

Wang Zhibing roared unwillingly and deployed the Heavenly Thunder Nine Slashes for the fourth time.

At this moment, his body was extremely fatigued, his strength excessively depleted, and when this Ultimate Kill was carried out, Chen Nan blocked it with three successive Crack Sky Hands.

"It seems you really can’t keep up."

Chen Nan hooked his fingers, saying, "Keep it coming, let’s see how long you can last!"

"Heavenly Thunder Nine Slashes!"

Wang Zhibing roared, again forming a spell with his hands. However, the Taoist Skill failed to activate. Due to insufficient Inner Strength, he suffered a backlash. Blood surged from his throat, his body shook violently, nearly falling on the ground.

Forcing the blood in his mouth back down, Wang Zhibing’s face turned deathly pale, his body trembled, and terror appeared in his eyes.