The Transcendent Immortal Chapter 122 A Fight Between Immortal And Martial Arts

Those youths who had been pressed down by their elders acclaimed one after another. He Xunke shook his head and smiled with disdain. "He Kui, I'll leave this one to you."

The tall man was called He Kui, who might have made some mistakes while cultivating some method so that his body was unnormal. He nodded, roared like a beast, and jumped to the stage. The moment he landed on the stage, dirt flew about, and the stage, which was made of fine granite, was shaking.

Sikong Yun and Xiaoyue both flew off the stage. Didn't know if she intended or not, she landed not far from Xiao Chen. Xuanyue and the others followed her. Xuanyue glanced at Xiao Chen and did not speak.

However, Xiaoyue noticed that Xiao Chen had been looking at her. She turned her head, nodded and smiled at Xiao Chen, which looked pretty friendly. Xiao Chen did not respond and slowly moved his eyes away. He thought, "Qianyu Nishang. Alas, Qianyu Nishang, you framed me thousands of years ago. Who would have thought I meet your descendant today. Is this the arrangement from heaven?"

While sighing at the inconstant matters in this world, a huge noise came from the stage. The fight had begun. Zhang Liansheng held a sword in his right hand and cast out a sword spell with his left hand. A row of three-meter-long Sword Qi appeared and dashed forth like a fogbow. The dazzling light on the stage made many people close their eyes.

Everyone nodded inwardly. The strength of a Core Forming Realm cultivator was indeed formidable. He Xunke just smiled and shook his fan. Suddenly, He Kui roared deeply like a beast in the woods, stood in the horse stance, and lifted the huge bell above his head. "Clang." With a huge noise, his body did not move, but that strong Sword Qi disappeared.

Zhang Liansheng was shocked. Although he did not use his full strength, his Sword Qi shouldn't have disappeared like that. He was just about to cast out another Sword Qi when his feet trembled. He Kui charged to him like a moving hill. The stage shook for every step he took.

Zhang Liansheng knew that cultivators should never get close to a martial artist in a fight, not to mention this monster's body was extremely strong as the sword could not deal damage. He retreated quickly and chanted a spell as a thin lightning arc fell down and hit He Kui's back. However, it only caused a wisp of smoke and did not stop the monster.

Zhang Liansheng couldn't help but feel frightened and moved faster on the stage while chanting spells. Sword Qi, ice blades, and various spells kept hitting the monster, but to no avail.

Zhang Liansheng became anxious. If they keep doing this, his True Energy would run out, but the monster seemed to have infinite strength. He suddenly felt a black shadow coming at him while thinking—it was the huge bell flying to him.

The top of the bronze bell was tied with an iron chain. The bell was about 700 kilograms, but He Kui wielded it at ease. Zhang Liansheng quickly ran his qi to punch at the bell. "Bam!" His armed turned numb.

Before he came to his senses, the bell came at him again. This time, he failed to avoid and was sent flying by the bell. The crowd exclaimed in shock. When falling on the ground, blood bled out of Zhang Liansheng's mouth. If it weren't for his body-protection qi, he would've been killed with shattered bones.

Ignoring the pain, Zhang Liansheng threw out his sword which turned into a beam of sword light. The beam was about three meters long and looked like a rainbow in the sky, das.h.i.+ng toward He Kui. "Clas.h.!.+" With some sparkles, the sword was bounced off 1 inch from He Kui's body.

The crowd now found out that a golden light covered his body, which was the Body-protection Qi formed by the internal strength of a martial artist. This monster even reached Realm 3, which equaled to the Core Forming Realm in Immortal's Practice and the Sarira Realm in Buddhist's Practice.

Zhang Liansheng cursed inwardly and called back his sword. He Kui suddenly jumped into the air and throw the bell to the ground. Zhang Liansheng ran his True Energy as the sword in his hand shone a dazzling light. He was going to block to falling bell.

Everyone was shocked. Despite his Core Forming Realm cultivation, taking an attack from a Realm 3 martial artist was not wise. Many female disciples looked away and dared not to see the upcoming blood scene.

As they expected, although that sword looked formidable, it was shattered into pieces while hitting the bell. Zhang Liansheng turned pale and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

It was well known that the Immortal's Sword of a cultivator was his own magic treasure. It was closely related to him, so he would be damaged if the sword was destroyed.

He Kui growled. With a wave of his hand, a chain dashed out from his arm. Zhang Liansheng had just been seriously injured, so he could not dodge at this moment. As he moved his feet, the iron chain had tied his feet up.

He Kui swung his huge arm and spun the poor man in the air. Then, he smashed Zhang Liansheng to the ground. "Boom!" The dust flew about as many people exclaimed. Was he still alive?

However, it was not over. He Kui let out a cry and smashed the poor man again and again for eight times. Many female disciples had already turned pale with fear and closed their eyes one after another.

At the moment, Zhang Liansheng was covered in blood and was already dying on the ground. An elder thundered with widened eyes, "Stop! Are you going to kill!?" But he dared not to save his man. These three people might have helpers since they came here. He worried that the old monster of the He Family was also here.

He Kui ignored him, walked forth, and raised his bronze bell above his head. He was going to smash it on Zhang Liansheng's head. This smash would definitely turn his head into minced meat. The female disciples were scared to death. At this moment, He Xunke smiled and said, "Never mind, Junior Brother. Save his life." He said this as if Zhang Liansheng's life was just depended on his words.

Upon hearing this, He Kui stopped, grabbed Zhang Liansheng, and threw him to where his fellows stood.

The same-leveled fight between a cultivator and a martial artist ended with the miserable defeat of the Immortal's Practice.

Xiao Chen couldn't help but sigh gently in his heart. "Is the Immortal's Practice really declining nowadays? Thousands of years ago, it was the prime of the Immortal's Practice. There had also been fights between cultivators and martial artists back then. But the martial artists could only fear and submit to the cultivators. Now, it's the other way around." He did not want to see this as a person came from ancient times.

He felt pity for Zhang Liansheng's Core Forming Realm cultivation. If Zhang Liansheng had one or two advanced techniques, he wouldn't have been defeated like this. If Xiao Chen had Core Forming Realm cultivation, he was sure that He Kui's strong body would be destroyed under the Dragon Slay.

At this moment, a clear voice rose from the stage. "Shen Nianxue from the Thousand Feathers Sect. I'd like to trade some blows with you!"

Xiao Chen looked up and found out it's the woman in white who stood beside Xiaoyue and had the same cultivation as Zhang Liansheng. He would like to check out if the Thousand Feathers Sect used the same skills of the Mystic Cyan Sect.

A beautiful woman and a monster stood on the stage, which was not a good match. But many people started to cheer because it would be nice for the Thousand Feathers Sect to deal with this. He Kui was so brutal in that fight and made the crowd very angry.

But He Kui didn't know to cherish women. In his eyes, there was only the living or the dead. Some male disciples secretly started to worry. If this fairy from the Thousand Feathers Sect was also abused by this monster, they would go there and save this woman if things went south.

"Roar!" He Kui growled and swung his arm as the huge bell whistled to Shen Nianxue. The crowd gasped upon seeing this. However, it was not as they expected. "Bam!" The bell hit the ground as the hard granite was cracked open.

Shen Nianxue seemed to disappear out of thin air and then appeared behind He Kui. Xiao Chen's eyes narrowed. This quite resembled the Immortal-override Steps.

At this moment, a voice which sounded like a smile rose under the stage. "Since it's the fairy from the Thousand Feathers Sect, I should keep company."

It was He Xunke. As his voice fell, he suddenly appeared on the stage and blocked the sword thrusting to He Kui. He Kui turned around, nodded, and got off the stage.

"Fairy, please. I'm not that brutal to women as my Junior Brother." He Xunke smiled and said while looking at her breast. He looked like a rogue.

Shen Nianxue's cultivation was lower than that of Xiaoyue. She was slightly p.i.s.sed off by the uncourteous words from the other and thrust out her sword with a girlish battle-cry. Dozens of teal Sword Radiance suddenly appeared in the air, locking down the major acupoints of He Xunke's body. It seemed that she also knew about martial arts because she knew the important parts of a martial artist.

He Xunke was not panic, and he was not in a hurry to counterattack. He smiled and left an illusion as he moved backward for meters. Then, he casually swung his folding fan and easily destroyed countless Sword Qi.

Shen Nianxue's brows furrowed slightly. It's not because the man easily blocked her Sword Qi but his eyes still rested on her breast. She snorted coldly and ran her True Energy madly as a dazzling golden light covered the Immortal's Sword in her hand.

The swordsmans.h.i.+p she played now was also much sharper than before. The sword shadows flurried and the sword radiance burst out. Her moves had no weakpoint, and this was not some normal move as before but the move channeled by her True Energy with a unique technique. The wind started blow fiercely on the stage as the sand and stones flew about.

People close to the stage felt a horrible energy fluctuation and retreated one after another in case the Sword Qi hurting them. The people far away just held their breath and watched carefully. Everyone sighed that the swordsmans.h.i.+p of the Thousand Feathers Sect was so exquisite.

Xiao Chen's eyes narrowed. Was she playing the technique of the Thousand Feathers Sect?