The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud

The sound of the impact echoed, and Su Jingzhen’s figure was unsurprisingly pushed back a dozen steps.

His full-strength brick strike still couldn’t shake the power of the sixteen-man formation.

“So strong.

Fortunately, my speed is so fast that they can barely react.

Otherwise, if they had a few more seconds to prepare, it wouldn’t just be a simple energy-based defense.”

After stabilizing his stance, Su Jingzhen muttered again, his expression serious.

He knew that if his speed was any slower, if they had a few more seconds to prepare, it wouldn’t just be a simple energy-based defense, it would also be an attack.

He wouldn’t just take a dozen steps back.

However, while muttering, Su Jingzhen’s gaze fell on the dark patterns on his dragon scales.

“Although I was indeed repelled, the penetrating effect of that strike was quite strong, and the poison of the Pink Poisonous Woman should have been successfully delivered.

Although their formation is impressive, individually, they are only at Divine Intent Realm.

If I don’t erupt it, they probably won’t be able to detect it.”

After muttering again, Su Jingzhen didn’t stop for a moment.

When the Netherworld Ghost Technique activated, instead of waiting for the sixteen to attack him again, he rushed towards another person.

“Boom!”

Just like before.

After another impact, his figure was pushed back again.

However, he didn’t care about it at all, and actually enjoyed it.

“Is he going to try each of the sixteen individually?

Each of the sixteen is in the Divine Intent Realm, there won’t be anyone slower.

If he continues like this, he will only be humiliating himself.”

“Heh, if I were him, I would just admit defeat right away when I encountered such a combined battle formation.

Even with his speed advantage, those sixteen can exhaust him to death.”

“Right, Su Jingzhen may be brave today, but he will still be defeated in the end.

What about a core disciple? Most core disciples wouldn’t dare to provoke our countless ordinary disciples like that.”

“…”

Seeing how Su Jingzhen keeps attacking and getting repulsed, many of Heavenly Dragon’s ordinary disciples felt very satisfied.

From their words, it’s not hard to see that while these guys yearn for Heavenly Dragon’s core disciples and those who have received sequences, they also have great dissatisfaction or jealousy. Ꞧ�

But that is human nature.

After all, most people have an extreme desire to destroy what they can’t get.

Su Jingzhen’s sequence is something most of them can only dream of, so seeing Su Jingzhen defeated is the most satisfying thing for these guys.

While everyone was discussing, Qiu Yaoyao at the side frowned again.

“What is this guy up to?

Is he still unwilling to use his hidden means?”

Up until now, Qiu Yaoyao still firmly believed that Su Jingzhen had other means that had not yet been unleashed.

After all, the strongest fighting power that Su Jingzhen displayed now was completely different from what she had imagined.

She had always hoped that Su Jingzhen could achieve something like Shen Yifeng.

She even expected Su Jingzhen to erupt at the Flesh Body Nascent Embryo stage with a combat power comparable to the Unity Realm.

Continuing the legend of his master Shen Yifeng.

“Could it be that I expected too much from him and misjudged him? If so, it would be a bit embarrassing.”

When Qiu Yaoyao saw that Su Jingzhen was repulsed again, she frowned again.

She started to lose confidence in Su Jingzhen.

Soon, he had attacked sixteen times.

Without any surprises, he was repulsed sixteen times.

Now, he was standing in the middle of the square again, looking at the sixteen in front of him, his expression still calm.

Even his mouth still bore that faint smile.

This made everyone even more confused.

“Why does he still look so confident? Where did his confidence come from?”

At this moment, most of the ordinary Heavenly Dragon disciples who were watching couldn’t laugh anymore.

They were all filled with confusion about Su Jingzhen.

Many of them seemed to foresee something and felt a vague uneasiness in their hearts.

Even the square suddenly fell into a tacit silence.

All eyes were on Su Jingzhen, waiting for his next move.

At this point, Su Jingzhen didn’t waste any time.

The black brick once again emitted a strong dark light.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

He still had that warm smile on his face.

With a powerful stomp on the ground, the Netherworld Ghost Technique was activated again.

This time, it left five afterimages.

His Nether Step had finally improved after continuous practice.

Although it was only one more afterimage, the speed had made a noticeable breakthrough.

This time, his goal was still clear.

It was the Divine Intent Realm cultivator he had first tried to attack.

“Hehe, this guy is going around in circles again?

However, it must be said that his endurance and stamina are truly terrifying.

That move he used earlier, even though it looked powerful, it must be extremely energy consuming.

However, he was able to hit it over ten times without changing his expression.

But that’s still one against sixteen.”

“Hehe, even if I can’t get the sequence from him personally, it’s no loss to see such a good show today.”

“…”

He ignored the many mockeries around him,

Su Jingzhen charged at the first stage Divine Intent Cultivator.

The latter sneered with mockery:

“Choosing me as the breakthrough point again, Brother Su is indeed a bit funny.”

As he muttered, the energy around him began to surge.

His aura immediately reached its peak, clearly borrowing power from the other fifteen people.

His chest glowed, as if he was about to form the same energy shield as before to block Su Jingzhen’s attack.

However, just as the energy shield was about to form, a black light flashed on the other fifteen people.

The next moment, their surging energy instantly stopped.

Their internal power seemed to be out of their control.

Although it only lasted for a moment, in such a high-level battle, a moment was enough to decide the outcome.

The fifteen people’s momentary lapse caused the defensive shield in front of them to fail to rise.

And Su Jingzhen’s black brick, accompanied by his smile, hit Divine Intent Cultivator’s chest.

The guy’s body suddenly flew back.

Blood splashed into the air, and his aura immediately weakened.

He was badly injured and could not fight anymore.

He should be grateful that Su Jingzhen held back when he struck his chest.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t just be seriously injured.

When they saw the Divine Intent Cultivator flying back, many ordinary Heavenly Dragon disciples rubbed their eyes.

They couldn’t believe what they were seeing.

“This… is this broken?”

“What just happened? Why did the other fifteen suddenly falter?”

“Earlier, Su Jingzhen attacked each of them, seemingly doing something to them in the first round, and they didn’t notice.

That kind of move seems a bit like the poison of the Pink Poisonous Woman!”

“Yes, yes, yes!It’s Pink Poisonous Woman’s poison.

The Pink Poisonous Woman can indeed temporarily deprive others of their ability to use their power.

Could it be that this guy is infected with Pink Poisonous Woman, and it’s a level six or higher?

That… that seems a little unlikely, right?

The Pink Poisonous Woman, even at a low level, is hard to come by.

Level six and above are even rarer.”

“…”

The Heavenly Dragon people who dealt with various beasts quickly saw through Su Jingzhen’s means after a brief shock.

Since everyone was shocked, Su Jingzhen didn’t hesitate.

The Netherworld Ghost Technique was activated again.

He had already rushed ahead of the others.

With the formation broken, they couldn’t contain Su Jingzhen’s speed, forcing them to be close to him.

And how could they compete with Su Jingzhen in one-on-one combat?

When Su Jingzhen arrived, even if they each used their strongest defensive techniques, they still couldn’t withstand Su Jingzhen’s strongest attacks.

Great Desolate Creation Palm, delivered with the black brick.

One brick at a time!

In just a few dozen breaths, everyone saw fifteen people fly into the air.

The next moment they fell heavily, breaking many, many floor tiles.

Then they lay on the ground like dead dogs, howling in pain.

Su Jingzhe controlled his strength to perfection, beating them to the point where they couldn’t take care of themselves, but without damaging their foundation.

This way, he didn’t hurt anyone.

In the end, sixteen were down,

Su Jingzhen, bare-chested and holding the black brick, calmly looked at the countless ordinary Heavenly Dragon disciples around the square.

“Who’s next?”