Zombie Cultivation Across Worlds-Chapter 100 – Foolish, killing you means your things are mine

Duan Feipeng frowned. He hadn't expected Li Xuanming to be so decisive, sacrificing his fellow disciple for a chance to escape.

He stomped the ground and dashed past the charred corpse, continuing the chase.

Run, run, run!

Li Xuanming's mind was now consumed by this single thought.

The wind howled past his ears.

From afar came the sounds of battle cries from the frontline.

As long as he could return to the frontline, under the watchful eyes of countless cultivators, Duan Feipeng would hesitate to kill him due to his reputation.

He could also use the cover of other cultivators to escape.

"If I can just reach that place..."

Li Xuanming could already see the exchange of low-level spells ahead.

That was the battlefield of Qi Refining cultivators.

However, at this moment.

A ferocious bald ghost let out a piercing screech.

A black chain appeared abruptly like a giant python.

In an instant, it wrapped around Li Xuanming, locking him in place.

Thud!

Li Xuanming couldn't stop his forward momentum and crashed into the mud and blood.

When he got up, he saw someone standing before him.

Chu Xuan.

At this moment, Chu Xuan's eyes were cold.

After driving away Han Liuyun, Chu Xuan had quickly rushed to this battlefield.

Duan Feipeng was very powerful.

Even if he could kill Duan Feipeng, he would be greatly exhausted.

He might even be severely injured.

So he had been hiding, waiting for the right moment.

He planned to strike Duan Feipeng with a thunderous blow during a gap in his spellcasting.

He had witnessed the scene with his own eyes.

Liu Zhenxiong risked his life to save him, only to be used as a human shield by Li Xuanming.

Chu Xuan was not a selfless person.

He always prioritized his own interests.

But he remembered the Tiger Soul Talisman Liu Zhenxiong had once given him.

Perhaps it was one of the few remnants of humanity and kindness in this cold and cruel world of cultivation.

"Junior Brother, you heard me, it's better for one of us to live than both to die, so I..."

Li Xuanming immediately explained.

Chu Xuan shook his head, "If you can betray Liu Zhenxiong, one day you'll betray me too."

"What's the use of keeping you alive?"

He clenched his hand.

The Soul Reaping Chain tightened abruptly.

With a crack.

Li Xuanming's head was twisted off.

His handsome face still bore an expression of shock and unwillingness.

He couldn't believe that Chu Xuan wouldn't even give him time to finish speaking before killing him.

Chu Xuan casually stored Li Xuanming's corpse in the Corpse Raising Tower.

Only then did he look at Duan Feipeng, who was slowly approaching.

Duan Feipeng was a tall, thin cultivator in a blue robe.

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He wasn't handsome.

The coldness on his face was enough to deter countless cultivators.

"You're not dead, Han Liuyun really is useless."

Duan Feipeng sneered.

Chu Xuan replied calmly, "If you think Han Liuyun is useless, it shows you're not that strong either."

Duan Feipeng pointed in mid-air, and countless lightning-wrapped beams shot towards Chu Xuan.

He didn't waste words.

His first move was a killing blow.

Chu Xuan didn't use the Yin Evil Escape Technique to dodge but instead stomped the ground, closing the distance with Duan Feipeng.

Bang, bang, bang!

Before the beams could hit Chu Xuan, they were blocked by the Black Iron Shield.

The sound of metal clashing was incessant.

Duan Feipeng sneered.

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Many thought he excelled at long-range lightning spells.

In fact, he also practiced close combat techniques.

Those who recklessly tried to approach him died even more miserably.

When Chu Xuan was within thirty meters of Duan Feipeng.

Duan Feipeng immediately changed his spell, gripping tightly.

A giant axe wrapped in lightning appeared in his palm.

He roared.

And swung it down!

At that moment, Chu Xuan also roared, his sinister ghost claw reaching for Duan Feipeng's body, while the Soul Reaping Chain coiled around his throat.

"Not blocking? You're courting death!"

Duan Feipeng held the axe with both hands, almost striking Chu Xuan's head.

Yet, at that instant, layers of golden light and ethereal Buddhist chants rose above Chu Xuan's head.

In an instant, a multicolored halo appeared behind his head.

The halo emanated layers of mighty power, forming a protective glow around him.

Moreover, a small bell above Chu Xuan's head rang with a resounding clang.

An even more intense force of merit erupted.

Forming an inverted golden bell around Chu Xuan, protecting him flawlessly.

These were the Golden Wheel Protection Technique from the Golden Dragon Temple and the exceptional Spiritual Artifact, the Merit Bell!

Clang!

The lightning axe struck the two layers of defense.

Not only did it fail to penetrate, but it was also heavily rebounded.

A huge notch appeared on the sharp, heavy blade of the axe.

Duan Feipeng nearly lost his grip!

"Merit! Such immense merit? Isn't this guy a demonic cultivator?!"

Duan Feipeng's eyes widened in disbelief.

His usually stern face almost lost composure!

At this moment, Chu Xuan's attack arrived.

The Yin Evil Demon Claw, driven by Yin Evil Qi, grasped Duan Feipeng's body.

The Soul Reaping Chain, controlled by Hui Kong, precisely locked around Duan Feipeng's throat.

Duan Feipeng's exceptional defensive Spiritual Artifact could barely hold under the combined assault.

Cracks spread across it.

It wouldn't last long.

Duan Feipeng struggled to raise his hand, trying to cast a defensive spell.

However, Little Dragon appeared behind him, opening its mouth wide.

Ah!

A Yin Corpse's roar erupted out of nowhere.

Like a demonic sound piercing his mind, it exploded in his ears.

Duan Feipeng's thoughts stalled instantly.

His mind went blank.

By the time he regained his senses, Chu Xuan's palm was already pressed against his chest.

Boom!

The terrifying Blood Refinement Corpse Fire erupted instantly.

Engulfing him on the spot!

Amidst the flames came Duan Feipeng's screams.

And a few difficult words.

"I have an exceptional... Spiritual Artifact... don't kill me..."

He regretted deeply.

He had underestimated Chu Xuan.

He hadn't even had the chance to use his trump cards before falling into such a predicament.

"Foolish, killing you means your things are mine."

Chu Xuan sneered.

The Blood Refinement Corpse Fire accelerated its burning with the help of flesh and blood.

In just an instant, it turned Duan Feipeng into a charred corpse, and he immediately fainted.

However, Chu Xuan didn't burn him to death but had Little Dragon and Little Tiger tie him up securely, keeping him for later use.

He had always remembered that Duan Feipeng possessed an exceptional Thunder Spiritual Root.

And demonic cultivators happened to have methods to transplant spiritual roots for their own use!