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After an unknown number of collisions, a trace of blood finally flowed out of the corner of Cao Zhandong's mouth. His body flew out uncontrollably and crashed into a mountain a thousand miles away, causing smoke and dust to fill the air.
Boom!
At this moment, his white clothes were stained with blood and his expression was extremely ugly. His eyes were like two sharp swords as they stared at the young man with bright golden lights.
"Brother Shen..." What kind of body do you have? "
Cao Zhandong clenched his teeth, his heart was already in turmoil because he knew that the body refining method of the Martial God Pavilion was definitely invincible. That was the way of the fleshly body to achieve dao, there was no one in the world that could match the way of the body refining.
However, the former's physique had completely broken Cao Zhandong's knowledge. Even if it was those legendary special physiques, Cao Zhandong believed that he was fearless and had the confidence to suppress them.
But facing the former, a youth who didn't have any special physique was at a disadvantage, and the losing situation was getting more and more obvious.
Cao Zhandong couldn't understand what kind of body tempering Secret Arts it was, to actually be even more terrifying than their Martial God Pavilion's supreme inheritance.
One had to know that even the peerless Martial Gods of ancient times had used this method to rise to prominence. In the end, they looked down upon the world with disdain. They were unrivalled existences.
"What is it? Are you interested in my body tempering technique? "
Ye Hao raised his eyebrows and a sneer appeared on his face, "I might be able to tell you that I've become your servant."
"You're courting death!"
Right now, the world had changed, and Martial God Pavilion had appeared. As the successor of the Martial God Pavilion, he wanted to push aside his peers from the same generation, reaching the peak of perfection amidst his invincibility, so how could he lose so quickly to a cultivator of the same generation?
"I want to be invincible! How can I just stop here!?"
Cao Zhandong let out a furious roar as the power within his body surged into the heavens. The golden light around his body suddenly erupted like a burning sun, bright and dazzling.
"Confucian Sect Shen Xuan, you are the same as the Extraterritorial Son-of-Saint, you will be my stepping stone!" Cao Zhandong's face was twisted. He clenched his teeth and opened his mouth as the power in his body rose crazily, "Indestructible …" "Martial God Fist!"
BOOM!
As Cao Zhandong's vicious roar sounded, a Qi Mechanism that Ye Hao was more familiar with burst out, and he immediately saw behind Cao Zhandong, a terrifying phantom with a fighting intent that pierced through the sky and reached the sky, appearing. As Cao Zhandong punched out his fist, the terrifying simulacrum behind him also punched out, the terrifying might behind it caused space to crack, the wind to churn and the clouds to churn, making it extremely terrifying.
"This Martial God Pavilion legacy, seems like it really does have something to do with the Polar Arts!"
Ye Hao's gaze was burning, and he finally confirmed his guess in his heart, because the former was currently using a sacred art, so the Immortal Golden Body Fist s of the Polar Arts were too similar. The only difference was that after the Immortal Golden Body Fist was activated, what was formed was a blurry image of a immortal emperor wearing a crown, with a long gown floating in the air, like a celestial emperor who wielded ten thousand spirits.
However, the figure formed behind Cao Zhandong's current Immortal Martial Spirit was a terrifying simulacrum with a soaring fighting intent. Although the might exuding from the simulacrum was equally terrifying, it was still incomparable to the one on the back of the Immortal Golden Body Fist.
"Your physique, in my opinion, is only mediocre!"
Immediately, a resplendent and mystical Golden Light exploded around his body, like a God that had descended from the nine heavens. Even his eyes were as bright as the sun at this moment, and a wave of terrifying aura that was as vast as the ocean erupted from his body.
Rumble rumble rumble!
The invisible ripples caused the space to constantly collapse. At this moment, a human figure wearing an imperial crown, with a long robe fluttering in the wind, appeared behind Ye Hao, it was extremely dim and blurry, and although the appearance could not be seen clearly, there was still an unparalleled divinity radiating from it. It was like an immortal emperor who controlled all life, and his aura was not something that the shadow behind Cao Zhandong could compare to.
"This is …"
"How is this possible?!"
"What kind of cultivation technique is this!?" Why is it so similar to my Immortal Martial Spirit?! "
In the instant that Ye Hao brandished his fist, Cao Zhandong's pupils constricted and an expression as if he had seen a ghost appeared on his face. However, before he could ask anything, the two dazzling and terrifying fists collided together in the air.
Bang!
Rumble rumble rumble!
In the blink of an eye, the sky was torn apart and the earth caved in. Terrifying waves of violent energy wreaked havoc, wildly spreading like a apocalyptic tide, causing the ground below to constantly crack.
Looking at this terrifying Storm of Power, for the first time, fear appeared in Cao Zhandong's eyes. An extremely intense life and death crisis filled his heart, and he wanted to explosively retreat, but before his body had retreated far, that bright and terrifying fist imprint was like a world destroying might, crushing down like a mountain torrent.
"No …"
Cao Zhandong screamed as he tried his best to escape. However, his body was still submerged by the terrifying fist imprint. Even the blurry image with a heaven piercing fighting intent was shattered by the fist imprint.
Rumble rumble rumble!
The sound of the Immortal Golden Body Fist being used was simply too much. Although with his current strength, he would not be as exhausted as he was before, it was still not a small consumption.
Just that one punch had drained fifty percent of the power in his body. However, its power had completely crushed Cao Zhandong's Immortal Martial Spirit.
"Martial God Pavilion... Previous generations of War Gods … Bringing you here is indeed related to the Polar Arts. "
Ye Hao thought to himself quietly, because no matter if it was Cao Zhandong's technique or ability, there were too many shadows of Polar Arts in them.
Swish!
However, just as he was thinking about that, a sound of wind breaking sounded out from within the devastating Storm of Power in the distance. Following that, his body was covered in blood, and the tattered Cao Zhandong was like a ray of light as he rushed into the distant horizon.
"He's not dead?!"
Due to the sudden turn of events, even Ye Hao's expression changed slightly. He quickly stepped on the air and circulated his Sanqing Heaven Roaming Step to the extreme, instantly chasing after Cao Zhandong.
This time, he was indeed careless, because the power of the Immortal Golden Body Fist was enough to even kill a real Saint Blood Lineage. However, Cao Zhandong's physique was simply too strong, so even if he was able to kill a Son-of-Saint Level demon, he could still barely survive and had the strength to escape.
"You can't leave!"
In the air, Ye Hao chased at an incredible speed as he stared at the fleeing figure in front of him.
"Damn it!"
Seeing Ye Hao chasing after him, a crazed expression emerged on Cao Zhandong's cracked face. He suddenly roared and his voice shook the earth as it spread everywhere.
"Confucian Sect Shen Xuan, obtained True Phoenix Heavenly Bone! Whoever can kill him will be able to obtain the True Phoenix Inheritance! "