Chapter 81 - 82: Diverting the Disaster, Frenzied Slaughter

Chapter 81: Chapter 82: Diverting the Disaster, Frenzied Slaughter

The Iron Armor Army rolled forward like a giant wheel. Their slow, heavy footsteps brought immense pressure to everyone present.

The addition of over a dozen Rebirth Sect Martial Artists made the atmosphere on the battlefield even more murderous. These Martial Artists possessed extraordinary strength; the weakest among them had achieved Minor Power Cultivation, and there were even Power Training Martial Artists among their ranks!

"Perfect timing! Join me and slay this beast!" Zhu Bao was struggling in his fight against Han Baichuan. Han Baichuan was a Martial Artist who had achieved Major Power Training. His Sword Technique was incredibly fierce, suppressing Zhu Bao so much that he couldn’t fully unleash his strength.

Zhu Bao’s saber technique excelled in speed and raw physical power. Although it was not inferior to Han Baichuan’s skills, Zhu Bao’s cultivation realm was only at Minor Power Training. This gap in realms could not be bridged by mere techniques alone.

Now, a Rebirth Sect Martial Artist had come to his aid. This newcomer’s strength was not the least bit weaker than Zhu Bao’s, and he could even faintly contend with Han Baichuan. This drastically reduced Zhu Bao’s pressure. He let out a maniacal laugh and quickly joined forces with his new ally.

On Hong Ming’s side, Rebirth Sect Martial Artists also attacked, but they were all blocked by Su Chen. Facing two Martial Artists at Perfect Power Cultivation would be quite a struggle even for an uninjured Hong Ming, yet Su Chen easily fended them off. This gave everyone a much clearer realization of Su Chen’s prowess.

"Damn it!"

Han Baichuan was suppressed by the combined assault of his two opponents, exposing a flaw in his defense. Zhu Bao quickly seized the opportunity and struck him with a palm strike. Han Baichuan instantly spewed a mouthful of blood.

"Oh no!"

His injury instantly drew the attention of the other Rebirth Sect Martial Artists. After killing a Martial Arts Hall disciple, another Rebirth Sect Martial Artist suddenly shifted his gaze toward Han Baichuan, making Han Baichuan’s heart clench.

Sure enough, three Power Training Martial Artists locked onto him in unison and charged furiously in his direction.

He thought, "Run!" Words were unnecessary. He couldn’t even withstand Zhu Bao and one Rebirth Sect Martial Artist, let alone three of them.

"Get out of the way!"

As he ran, he suddenly saw a figure dart out in front of him. Han Baichuan roared and lashed out with his palm.

"Ah!" A delicate cry rang out. Liu Fang, who had been fighting an enemy, was abruptly struck by Han Baichuan. She stumbled and nearly fell.

Fortunately, Wei Ping caught her just in time, but her face turned pale as blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

"Bastard!"

Seeing this, surging anger filled Su Chen’s eyes. This battle gave him a terrible feeling—it was all just allies sabotaging allies!

"Get the hell out of my way!"

Fleeing for his life, Han Baichuan clearly hadn’t noticed Su Chen’s glare. Seeing Su Chen standing motionless in front of him, he roared.

He thought, "Can’t you see I’m running for my life?!"

A flash of madness crossed his eyes, and his hand movements didn’t slow down in the slightest. His five fingers formed a palm strike, striking out like the wind, aiming directly at Su Chen’s face.

"Chen, dodge quickly!"

"Junior Brother, look out!"

Hong Ming, Li Mo, and the others turned pale with fright and hastily called out warnings.

He sneered inwardly, "Dodge? Like hell I’ll dodge! You like attacking your own people, right? Then don’t blame me for showing no mercy!"

Moving his hands, he condensed his entire body’s power onto the edge of his palm. Su Chen’s expression turned severe as he took a lunging step forward and blasted out a palm strike, instantly generating a series of howling winds.

"You’re courting death!"

Seeing that Su Chen actually dared to counterattack, Han Baichuan sneered. The power throughout his body surged and gathered in his palm as he struck out without holding anything back.

BANG!

The two figures violently crashed into each other. The moment their palms collided, a deafening sound erupted. Under the deeply worried gazes of Hong Ming and the others, a ragged figure was sent flying backward like a sandbag.

BOOM!

To everyone’s great shock, the figure that crashed heavily onto the ground was not Su Chen, but Han Baichuan. On the other hand, Su Chen only took a few symbolic steps back, completely unharmed.

"This..."

Witnessing this scene, Hong Ming and the others stood frozen in place. An identical thought simultaneously popped into their minds. Had Su Chen entered the Power Training realm?

COUGH!

Collapsed on the ground, Han Baichuan’s expression changed rapidly. He let out a muffled groan and swallowed the metallic taste welling up in his throat. He then clutched his chest and said indignantly, "I was careless!"

Hearing these words, the pursuing Zhu Bao and the other two exchanged a glance before quickly withdrawing their gazes. They turned toward Han Baichuan, and in a fierce rush, the three figures abruptly descended upon him.

"Die!"

Zhu Bao gave a savage smile. With a furious motion, he slashed his saber at Han Baichuan. That flash of cold steel was instantly engraved into the depths of Han Baichuan’s soul.

BANG BANG BANG!

Not far away, Tao Dingfang fought one against two with effortless ease. The three figures crossed paths, erupting with fierce sounds of collision.

Suddenly, a mocking smile appeared on Tao Dingfang’s face. In a fraction of a second, he seized an opportunity, winding up his fist and smashing it toward Zhu Hu.

Seeing this, Zhu Hu’s pupils rapidly shrank. An immense sense of crisis enveloped his entire body, causing his hairs to stand on end and sending a chill to the bottom of his heart.

Caught off guard, Zhu Hu curled his hand into a claw. Moving like lightning, his claw viciously swiped at Tao Dingfang’s fist.

However, the moment they made contact, a triumphant smile surfaced on Tao Dingfang’s face as if his scheme had succeeded. He softly uttered, "Wild Bull Sweeps the Wasteland!"

"What?" Zhu Hu’s heart trembled. He instantly felt a domineering power erupt, striking directly at his heart meridians. He mobilized the power throughout his body in an attempt to block it, but that invading force was simply too violent. It crashed over him like a tide, feeling like the stampede of dozens of wild bulls, rendering it completely impossible to withstand.

SPLURT!

Having taken the punch, blood sprayed from the corner of Zhu Hu’s mouth. Tao Dingfang pressed his advantage, unleashing a flurry of lethal palms and punches. He battered Zhu Hu until the man’s entire body trembled, leaving him with no strength left to parry.

Seeing this from the side, Sun Yun’s eyes narrowed. He wanted to intervene, but his path was blocked by Zhu Hu’s airborne body. He caught Zhu Hu, staggering back several steps before managing to stabilize himself. After a brief inspection, his expression instantly sank; Zhu Hu’s heart meridians had all been shattered. He was not going to live much longer.

"Haha, now it’s your turn!" After dealing the fatal blow to Zhu Hu, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on Tao Dingfang’s face as he charged forward like a wild bull.

"Oh no! This guy hid his true strength!"

Sun Yun immediately realized that Tao Dingfang’s strength was absolutely not as simple as it appeared on the surface. To be able to kill Zhu Hu in a single strike, he had clearly reached Initial Organ Training!

"Rebirth Sect members, hear my order: retreat!"

Without any hesitation, Sun Yun stood up and shouted while retreating. This operation was a complete failure; Tao Dingfang had too many hidden trump cards.

If the stalemate continued, not only would the subordinates he brought be slaughtered by the Iron Armor Army, but even he himself would die by Tao Dingfang’s hands.

"Big Brother!"

Hearing Sun Yun’s voice, the people fighting not far away were noticeably startled.

Zhu Bao, who had just killed Han Baichuan, had his smile abruptly vanish when he saw Zhu Hu’s corpse. "Big Brother!"

At this moment, however, no one cared. Shortly after Sun Yun’s words fell, the Rebirth Sect members retreated in unison.

"Trying to run? Leave your head behind!" Seeing that Sun Yun wanted to leave without paying a price, Tao Dingfang was naturally dissatisfied. With a flash, he appeared right in front of Sun Yun.

Sun Yun’s expression turned grave. He struck out with a palm, mobilizing almost all the power in his body. His palm collided with Tao Dingfang’s. Enduring the violent energy raging within his body, Sun Yun leaped away. In just a few bounds, he vanished from Tao Dingfang’s line of sight at an astonishing speed.

"Damn it!" Tao Dingfang was immensely frustrated. Unleashing his killing move to slay Zhu Hu just now had consumed too much of his power. Otherwise, relying solely on that recent palm strike, even if he couldn’t kill Sun Yun, he would have severely injured him.

"As for the rest, kill them all!"

Tao Dingfang roared, venting all his anger from Sun Yun’s escape onto the remaining enemies. With his command, the Iron Armor Army, which had surrounded everyone, launched a torrential, storm-like assault.

Their long spears moved like dragons. When they didn’t strike, all was calm, but the moment they did, they inevitably reaped several bloody lives. In a short period of time, the Rebirth Sect Martial Artists and the Lianyun Stronghold bandits suffered catastrophic losses!