Peerless Conceited Cultivator

Ouyang Jing didn't have the slightest hint of fear, and shouted in a serious tone: "You unscrupulous thing, trying to kill your father and your brother; But don't forget, if you do something wrong, you will commit suicide.    

"Such a pedantic old fogey, yet you still believe in karma!"    

Ouyang Jingyun looked up at the sky, his face full of mockery: "What? Do you still want me to do five thunderclaps in the sky? However, the sun was bright and cloudless. Where was the thunder? What about electricity? Hit me! Haha, the position of Patriarch must definitely belong to me! "    

"Ouyang Jingyun, you won't succeed!"    

Ouyang Zhantian strode forward, protected Ouyang Jingyun behind him, and said to a few others in a low voice: "Protect the Ouyang Family Master!"    

Following that, a pair of sharp eyes glared at Ouyang Jingyun, raised a finger, and said coldly: To deal with trash like you, why must we alarm the elders of the heaven? I, Ouyang Zhantian, can tear you into a thousand pieces! "    

"Ga Ga —!" With just you, Ouyang Zhantian? If I remember correctly, I was the one who taught you the Splitting Mountain Fist! "    

Ouyang Jingyun used extreme sarcastic methods, and said sinisterly: "What's wrong? Now that his wings had hardened, did he still want to challenge his master? Come, come, come, today, Master will give you a good spanking, and let you know the result of not knowing how to respect your teacher! "    

"Humph!" "Bastard!"    

Ouyang Zhantian let out a cold snort. His figure turned into a black shadow as he explosively rushed out, and smashed his fist heavily towards Ouyang Qingfeng's face.    

"Heh, brat, you really dare to come here to seek death! I'm too familiar with this move, but can you do it? "    

Ouyang Jingyun was also at the level of his Mid Yellow Rank, so he thought that Ouyang Zhantian's cultivation was the same as his, so there was nothing to worry about.    

had also taught him the Mountain Splitting Fist, and furthermore, Ouyang Jingyun was extremely sinister. On the day he met Ouyang Qingfeng, he had considered that Ouyang Qingfeng would do it, and so he had purposely modified the Mountain Splitting Fist martial skill to increase the number of loopholes and unnecessary movements.    

As long as Ouyang Zhantian used the Mountain Splitting Fist, Ouyang Jingyun reckoned that he would be able to kill him in three moves!    

When he saw Ouyang Zhantian use the Mountain Splitting Fist, Ouyang Jingyun was extremely pleased. Gaga, I have been digging holes for you since a few years ago.    

Just as he was proudly ridiculing his opponent in retaliation, Ouyang Zhantian's actions suddenly changed. Lone Cloud walked out of Roughing, and his left fist passed through his right fist. With a uppercut, he heavily smashed his fist into Ouyang Jingyun's nose.    

Puff!    

Fresh blood spurted out, Ouyang Jingyun's nose bridge was immediately crooked, the bridge of his nose had caved in.    

"Aiya! "It hurts so bad!" Ouyang Jingyun felt dizzy and cried out repeatedly. He was extremely shocked and depressed.    

Damn, how could this guy change his move? I didn't teach you that!    

It should be a coincidence!    

Fight again!    

"Brat, you, you dare hit me!? "You're dead for sure!"    

Ouyang Jingyun twisted his waist and smashed his fist at Ouyang Zhantian!    

The direction of the punch's attack was exactly the hole that Ouyang Jingyun had intentionally set up in the Mountain Splitting Fist!    

It was a loophole that was very hard to detect!    

However, since it was set up by Ouyang Jingyun, he naturally knew that it would be easy to find.    

However, Ouyang Zhantian slightly moved his body, his movements amplitude. But it had blocked the hole!    

Not only did he block the loophole, Ouyang Jingyun's wrist meridian had coincidentally been firmly buckled by Ouyang Zhantian!    

F * ck me! He had changed again!    

And how ingenious it had become?    

"Damn, I've been restrained?"    

Ouyang Jingyun was dumbstruck. He was completely dumbstruck and did not know how to retaliate.    

Even an idiot would understand now.    

After receiving guidance from an expert, Ouyang Zhantian had improved the Mountain Splitting Fist, blocking all the loopholes, cutting off the unnecessary movements and making the attacking power of the Mountain Splitting Fist more than ten times stronger than before.    

Bang! Bang! Bang!    

Ouyang Zhantian took the opportunity to release three consecutive punches that were incomparably ferocious, directly sending Ouyang Zhantian flying out with blood spewing out of his mouth!    

"How, how is this possible!"    

Ouyang Jingyun fell onto the roof on all fours, painfully clutching his chest, the corner of his mouth constantly bleeding profusely, his face full of disbelief.    

He was extremely shocked, wasn't Ouyang Zhantian at the same cultivation level as him?    

But the strength behind his fist just now, was clearly the strength of his Peak of Late Yellow Rank! Damn, he doesn't have any cultivation resources, how can he improve so quickly?    

How could he have known that Yang Pann's techniques were heaven-defying, he had long helped Ouyang Zhantian improve the Mountain Splitting Fist and made it into a genuine Profound Rank martial skill.    

Furthermore, Yang Pann was a pill refining master, if there was nothing to do, he would take the pills and give it to his subordinates as candy.    

The heavenly materials that Ouyang Zhantian used to cultivate were simply inexhaustible, his cultivation had long levelled up!    

"Humph, boy, you are quite insidious. You purposely changed the Mountain Splitting Fist to a complete mess and taught it to me. You must wait until today!"    

After defeating Ouyang Jingyun, Ouyang Zhantian was exceptionally satisfied, raising his eyebrows and letting out a sigh of relief, he clenched his fists and smiled sinisterly as he approached.    

"What are you still standing there for?" Kill him! "Kill him!" Ouyang Jingyun shouted at the reverends in exasperation.    

He no longer wanted to fight with Ouyang Zhantian, and more importantly, he no longer cared about winning or losing, he decided to surround and kill Ouyang Zhantian! Surround and kill Ouyang Jing!    

This was a bloody battle, not a spar. Achieving one's goal was important, and the method wasn't!    

"Yes sir!"    

A dozen or so rebel ministers bellowed and pulled out their weapons that shone with a cold light. The cold light illuminated their surroundings and they rushed towards Ouyang Zhantian like a Mad Tiger.    

Within the mansion, sounds of killing shook the sky and caused miserable screams to echo out in all directions. The onslaught of attacks was yet another terrifying battle royale that caused people to tremble in fear.    

Within the conference room, Ouyang Chu held his treasured blade, and slowly approached Yang Pann who was lying on the ground. He mocked in a strange tone: "Haha, aren't you called Expert Yang? Wasn't he known as a cultivation genius … "However, if you encounter a heaven-defying power technique like my Seven Injury and Seven Demon Sabers, you will only have one word, 'die'!"    

Yang Pann's skin and flesh were ripped, he was bleeding profusely, his face was pale white, his breath was weak, he laid on the ground motionlessly, as though he was really going to die.    

It was as if he had turned into a fish waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping block …    

"Hehe, aren't you very strong? If you have the guts, then stand up and fight me … Not going to make it? "He's injured …"    

When he thought of his children's miserable deaths, Ouyang Chu felt sorrow and hatred, which filled the sky, a sharp killing intent flashed across his eyes as he laughed sinisterly: "You bastard, you are ruthless, cruel and unscrupulous, you actually killed a pair of my sons and daughters, now, I will kill you and take revenge for them -"    

With a howl of grief, Ouyang Chu raised his long blade high up in the air, and then, with a flash of cold light, a black baleful aura was swept up, and with unstoppable sharpness, he slashed at Yang Pann's bloodied chest!    

"Young Lord!"    

"Boss!"    

"Ouyang Chu, stop. Otherwise, I won't let you off even if I become a ghost!"    

In that moment, it was as if time had stopped. Everyone in Heaven Shrouding Union had forgotten about the battle, forgot about the battle, and all turned to look at Yang Pann who was crying loudly.    

"Yang Pann... Brother, it's all because of you! " Ouyang Qingfeng's face was filled with pain and regret.    

He was a cultivation genius that was hard to come across in a hundred years, and he was even one of the most outstanding people in the young generation within the Ancient Martial Arts Sect!    

Ouyang Qingfeng held great hope for Yang Pann, and had even reached the stage of worship. He believed that in the future, Yang Pann would definitely perform an earth-shattering feat within his Ancient Martial Arts Sect!    

However, he never expected that the devilish art of Ouyang Chu cultivating the Seven Injuries and Seven Demons Saber, would have its strength multiplied and Yang Pann was actually going to die here today!    

"Ouyang Chu, stop! As long as you don't kill Yang Pann, I am willing to give up the position of Patriarch!" Ouyang Jing shouted.    

He wasn't pretending, but he was serious. Today, after today's bloody battle, he had been deserted by his loved ones. This caused him to feel disheartened.    

In addition to his extreme admiration and affirmation of Yang Pann, he truly couldn't bear to see Yang Pann, this handsome young man, die so young and young with his blood splattered everywhere. It was even willing to give up the Patriarch position, in exchange for Yang Pann's survival.    

"Haha, even if I kill him, doesn't the position of Patriarch still belong to me, Ouyang Chu?"    

The long blade in Ouyang Chu's hand paused for a moment, then looked at Ouyang Jing with disdain.    

Following that, he laughed maniacally, raised his long blade and slashed at Yang Pann's chest again, roaring arrogantly: "Even if I kill him, the Patriarch's seat will still belong to me, Ouyang Chu!"    

At this moment, everyone's hearts were filled with despair. Their hearts were heavy as they quickly sank to the bottom!    

Ouyang Chu's fighting strength had already risen to the Earth Rank realm, who could be his match?    

Furthermore, Zhou Boda and a group of Attendant House Guard experts had been annihilated all around them, no matter how hard they tried, they could not change the fact that there was a disparity in strength, and they could not rush over.    

Seeing that the long blade was about to land on Yang Pann's chest, and that Yang Pann's soul was going to break in the next moment, the crowd could not bear to see such a tragic scene, so they subconsciously closed their eyes, and missed the brilliant image.    

When the sharp blade was still three centimeters away from Yang Pann's chest, two fingers reached out and clamped onto the blade as though it was weightless!    

His movements were very gentle and very lithe.    

But, Ouyang Chu's powerful and heavy blade, was actually stopped in mid air, unable to slash any longer!    

Ouyang Chu was stunned, her eyes were terrified, it was as though she had seen a ghost, she was even more terrified than if she had seen a ghost!    

Because this was Yang Pann's finger!    

Wasn't Yang Pann seriously injured by his own Seven Injuries Devil Saber? How could he still have the strength to block his violent slash?    

He desperately tried to seize the saber!    

Both of his hands tightly gripped onto the handle as he used all his strength to grab the blade. His face was flushed red and veins were popping out on his forehead!    

He tried his best, but the knife did not budge. Yes, it was as if he had fallen into a thousand kilogram boulder. It did not budge at all.