Demon Slaying, Gaining 60 Years of Cultivation From the Start

Chapter 159: Chapter 144: Effortlessly Crushed_2

After punching Feng Zhi away, Gu Chen did not choose to pursue him, for he knew that Feng Zhi was already done for. The Great Vajra Fist he had just unleashed had shattered Feng Zhi's bones throughout his body; whether the man could even survive was an unknown.

Then, Gu Chen's gaze shifted, looking towards Xue Jun not far away.

How could Gu Chen not see through the other's provocation?

Seeing Gu Chen's gaze turn towards him, Xue Jun subconsciously felt a chill in his heart, and his skin broke out in goosebumps.

"Since you're so eager to know my strength, why not come and weigh it yourself?"

As his words ended, Gu Chen's body soared into the air. With his present profound internal energy cultivation, although he could not glide through the air, it was no problem to leverage off the air a few times.

Especially after his Superior Martial Skill, the Roaring Dragon and Howling Tiger Golden Bell Shield, had reached great achievement, he was light as a feather. One could see his movements were extremely agile; with a light tap of his toe in mid-air, he landed on the flower boat where Xue Jun was.

Xue Jun, seeing this, forcefully squeezed out a smile and said, "Brother Gu, just now, I..."

But Gu Chen was not going to give him the chance. Since he dared to provoke him, then he must prepare for the consequences.

Boom!

Gu Chen raised his hand and threw a light punch, but in Xue Jun's sensation, it seemed like a pillar holding up the sky had collapsed, smashing down on him.

It was the Four Extremes Propping Heaven Fist!

Although Gu Chen had only cultivated this fist technique to the minor achievement stage, with his profound cultivation as a boost, it was not something Xue Jun could easily handle.

Feeling the power of Gu Chen's punch, Xue Jun's face changed dramatically, and he dared not hold back, exerting his full strength.

Bang!

His physical cultivation had also reached the level where his body was like a wild dragon, stronger than Feng Zhi by a bit. But when his body collided with Gu Chen's punch, he still felt a terrifying force, like a mountain collapse, pressing fiercely upon him.

Crack crack!

Seeing Xue Jun severely injured, a group of Sunset Sword Sect disciples rushed out from the flower boat, standing in the distance, trembling with fear, but daring not to come closer.

Just then, amidst the central waters of the lake, threads of mist began to disperse, revealing a huge black ship.

On the tall sail, hung a flag with the emblem of a flower condensed from blazing flames.

"Red Flame Demon Sect?!" Someone with sharp eyes saw the emblem and immediately cried out in shock.

Upon hearing the name, Gu Chen's eyebrows knit together, and he also turned to look.

On that black ship belonging to the Red Flame Demon Sect stood numerous demonic martial artists, their eyes ferocious as they looked over the lake towards the ten flower boats of the Pavilion of Flowers, like predators in the jungle eyeing their prey.

Xue Jun's expression changed, saying, "How... How could demonic martial artists appear here!"

Then, he said to Gu Chen, "Brother Gu, with the demonic martial artists showing up and a great enemy before us, we should set aside our differences. We ought to join forces against the enemy."

Hearing this, Gu Chen's gaze shifted, deep and profound, looking at Xue Jun who lay on the ground. Just when Xue Jun thought Gu Chen might spare him, he saw Gu Chen extend his foot and step on his head.

Splat!

Long having unblocked the meridians in his feet, when he reached the Vajra Stage, all his meridians throughout his body were open, allowing his internal energy to be released from any part of his body, including the soles of his feet.

Like crushing an ant, the surge of energy beneath Gu Chen's foot instantly turned Xue Jun's brain into a mush, leaving him utterly dead.

Until the last moment of his life, Xue Jun was bewildered. If he could do it all over again, he would definitely not provoke Gu Chen.

Gu Chen was indifferent to all this; from beginning to end, he had never taken the likes of Xue Jun and Feng Zhi seriously.

After dealing with Xue Jun, he shifted his gaze towards the distant black ship.

On that black ship, a vigorous figure stood, eyes shining bright, looking right at Gu Chen.

As their gazes met in mid-air, it was as if a myriad of sparks were ignited.