High Martial World: I Gain Passive Skills Daily-Chapter 169 - 117: To Kill You, One Punch Is Enough! (Double-Length - )

Chapter 169: Chapter 117: To Kill You, One Punch Is Enough! (Double-Length Chapter)

Everybody with eyes can see, this is definitely not the appearance of the Martial Saint!

This is clearly a completely different and unfamiliar young man!

But what’s terrifying is that the boy’s body appears as if it is filled with blood, with horrifying blood-red muscles bulging and knotting, and veins protruding all over, twisting and crawling like worms across his entire body.

In the instant he raised his head, streams of fresh blood flowed from the seven openings on his face, and his eyes were fully bloodshot, extremely fierce.

His skin was like a balloon, on the verge of bursting and exploding, appearing semi-transparent.

Chen Kuang recalled Shen Liangcai’s previous warning, and his heart took a jolt before sinking.

The Martial Saint’s true body was still in seclusion and couldn’t come out, yet he chose to borrow someone else’s body, using his avatar’s control, granting this body a portion of power.

But he didn’t anticipate that borrowing a body for this Martial Saint would be so sinister.

Chen Kuang even faintly saw the fleeting pain and struggle in the boy’s eyes...

He still retained his consciousness, and it wasn’t voluntary!

At least at this moment, this body and the consciousness currently occupying it were completely out of sync.

But it was only a split second before the gaze turned cold and condescending.

Chen Kuang was very familiar with this look.

Back then, when Li Hongling looked at him, it was with this very gaze.

It seems that this master-student pair truly share the same lineage!

Chen Kuang’s face also turned cold, and he took a deep breath.

Doulu Descent to Heaven, the seventh level!

White Lotus Birth, Two Dragons Bathing Buddha, Moon Robe...

A white lotus lifted Chen Kuang underneath him, like the lotus throne under Buddha, two dragon shapes coiled around his arms with a mist-like robe lightly draped over him.

From afar, he seemed to be standing like an enlightened monk, a descending Buddha.

But this Buddha’s descent was not for universal salvation, but to annihilate karmic sin!

In his mind, the "Sword of Intent" buzzed, and the suspended killing sword was excited, holding the Dragon’s Gums in front of him, he had already plucked a string.

All over his body, spiritual energy was soaring, channeling into the "Dao Realm", sustaining its operation.

The Kunpeng soared high, siphoning rivers and clouds and crashing violently downward!

As if the heavens were falling!

"Mu Zhao" spoke again at this moment; he raised his hand, calmly uttering his second sentence:

"I’ve waited for so long, is this your full strength?"

"Mu Zhao" gently exhaled and formed a fist: "If you’re merely a Tower Ascension Realm cultivator, then this has far exceeded my expectations."

"But, should you choose to be my enemy, it is... bound to be disappointing."

"Today, you won’t hurt me even a bit."

As soon as his words fell, Chen Kuang’s pupils shrank tightly, sensing an overwhelming "presentiment", as his blood surged to his brain bringing a tinge of... instinctual fear!

"Mu Zhao" raised his fist, facing up directly towards Chen Kuang, his voice booming like a great bell, resonating through heaven and earth, rolling like thunder.

"To kill you, just one punch is enough!!!!"

Immediately afterward, "Mu Zhao" indeed threw only one punch.

A punch was launched.

Heaven and earth changed color.

In that pitch-black night, suddenly beams of light tore through the night sky’s veil!

As if shattering the entire sky!

Simultaneously shattered was the enormous Kunpeng, its cloud-like wings, and towering form crumbled instantly.

The sea water poured down, and the floating clouds scattered.

The "Dao Realm" collapsed instantly.

Chen Kuang’s figure fell through the clouds, plummeting straight down like an insignificant speck of dust.

"Mu Zhao" withdrew his gaze, disinterested, and coldly said with disdain: "Useless nobody, full of tricks, having killed my disciple, today I’ll eradicate evil cultivators to serve as a warning to others!"

These words were naturally meant for the onlookers.

Finishing his speech, he turned to leave with a flick of his sleeves.

"Take another look... who is the evil cultivator now?"

A voice suddenly rang out, filled with cheerful amusement.

"Mu Zhao" narrowed his eyes, snapping his head back, only to see Chen Kuang who had fallen to the ground, dusting himself off and standing up as if nothing had happened, seemingly unscathed.

"You?!" "Mu Zhao’s" calm demeanor finally broke, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

"Sssss..."

A subtle sound suddenly came from "Mu Zhao’s" own body.

He looked down, discovering uncertainly... a wound had appeared on his body.

His body was already stretched to its limits, like a balloon full of air.

Just a pinprick was enough.

"Sssss! Sssss! Sssss!"

Numerous wounds began appearing all over him, nearly transparent skin bursting open, purple-black blood spraying out.

In an instant, he turned into a showerhead...

These were all injuries reflected back from Chen Kuang!

Not lethal, but... enough to lose face.

Even the dignified Martial Saint stopped stunned at such a sight, his expression momentarily distorted.

Chen Kuang stood straight, coldly shouting: "Today, everyone, have a good look! See who truly resembles the evil cultivator!"

In that instant, since all the surrounding clouds and mist had dispersed, even the mountaintops flattened.

The Martial Saint appearing like a showerhead was clearly seen by all the spectators...