Swordsman the Wanderer
Ch. 432 - New Style
While behind Zhang En, Fei Yang's eyeballs had already protruded out from his place looking at this shocking scene. The atmosphere around him was silent and he felt a little strange.
After some time later, before all of the Turtle Faction disciples reacted, Chen Ming looked extremely angry, "Royal, you actually dare to attack a member of our faction disciples?"
Hearing his words, Zhang En laughed out loud, “ Ha ha ha haa... Your faction? Doesn't this territory belong to the Fire Spirit Sect ? Love me the reason why I didn't dare to do it.” Gradually, a bloodthirsty aura began to seep into Zhang En's voice.
Seeing Zhang En's reaction, it made Chen Ming and all the fellow disciples who were with him even more furious.
"Fuck you, originally, this matter would have been solved just by breaking your arm and throwing you into a cave of poisonous snakes for a month, but now, anyway, your four limbs will be destroyed and your punishment will be a hundred years in the cave of snakes!" The ruthless light in Chen Ming's eyes flickered brightly as he shouted, "I want you to be in between life and death inside the snake cave, so you can understand what hell is on this earth..!"
Although the higher-ups of the Spirit Fire Sect were not to interfere in the conflict that occurred among the elite disciples, the elite disciples would still think three times before going too far. Most importantly, they could not easily kill any disciple of the same sect, especially an elite disciple like making.
In a fight, the higher-ups of the sect would turn a blind eye, allowing those things to happen, however, it was different if the loss of life in the conflict between disciples..
Moreover, if the conflicted arms and legs were deformed, the Dantian was sealed, and then thrown into a snake-filled cave to experience endless suffering, this matter was many times more painful than being killed.
"really?" The sound made a cold in return. His siliet then disappeared and appeared beside Chen Ming.
Chen Ming felt surprised, quickly swinging both of his fists to attack.
The sky turned dark and the wind roared, thunder and lightning roared and flashed, and hot flames flared.
As usual, Zhang En did not care and replied with both of his fists as well.
Looking at Zhang En's actions, a brutal light gleamed in Chen Ming's eyes, with a ferocious look on his face, "Look, let's see how powerful newly promoted elite disciples like you are compared to me.. !"
Generally speaking, most of the newly promoted elite disciple strength would be around the One Star True God Realm. Therefore, Zhang En who defeated their comrade just now was enough to shock them.
However, Chen Ming refused to believe that Zhang En's cultivation level was at the realm of the late Second Star Divine Realm.
BOOOM!!!
However, Chen Ming's expression quickly showed the opposite feeling. Just like the disciple behind him, the flesh on both of his arms exploded, shattered pieces of bone shot out in all directions. Feeling like a huge giant rock was hitting him, Chen Ming's upper body pierced into the ground, leaving only half of his buttocks poking upwards.. Chen Ming's posture was too comical, making Fei Yang laugh out loud.
However, the other Turtle Faction disciples did not want to laugh at all. Their faces showed deep fear, staring at Zhang En as if they were looking at a demon and wondering if this fellow was really someone who had just been promoted to an elite disciple.
Buried Chen Ming to the ground with a single blow. This level of strength, although it could not compare to the top five elite disciples, it could definitely enter the top eight among elite disciples. They believed that many of the elite disciples of the early Three Star True God Realm would not be able to send Chen Ming flying with a single blow.
"You-you, you really are rooting for all the disciples of the Turtle Faction, you will definitely die!" A disciple performed an act of false bravery while inwardly shocked and frightened, bellowing furiously at Zhang En.
Ever since Fu Jiao founded the Turtle Faction, there had never been a disciple who dared to offend them and this was the first time.
With every turn he made, there would be disciples who let out tragic cries like slaughtered beasts. Soon after, these elite disciples were slammed onto the ground one by one, both of their legs broken and their hands holding onto their groins.
Ever since Zhang En blew up Ming Zhi's little eel with a single kick, he had realized that this trick felt fun every time he reacted.
"Hhhhhh!" Zhang En coldly snorted, "You guys get out of here and tell Fu Jiao that if any of his faction disciples dare to come here again, I will blow their little eels with one kick!"
Zhang En's voice was like that of a hell filled with thick and cold killing intent, sending out cold tremors all over the backs of the turtle faction disciples.
Having already felt fear, the group of disciples fled as quickly as possible in a sorry state. Of course, before they escaped, they did not forget to bring Chen Ming along.
Watching Chen Ming escape with the other fellows who had fled in chaos, and their figures immediately disappeared from sight, Fei Yang only came to a realization. But his heart was far from calm. The scene he had just witnessed just a moment ago was too shocking.
Looking at Zhang En again, there was shock and respect in his eyes.
Zhang En smiled at him, "You're at least not bad."
Although Fei Yang was not helpful, he had previously come here to warn Zhang En and he also did not run away leaving Zhang En alone..
Hearing Zhang En's words, Fei Yang felt too flattered, he took a few hasty steps forward while nodding his head, “That's something ordinary, it's nothing. I didn't expect the fellow dao to actually become so powerful, I was the one who was too worried when in fact it wasn't necessary. ”
Zhang En casually waved his hand, and as if unconcerned, "They are too weak."
Hearing Zhang En say that Chen Ming was too weak, Fei Yang felt his face twitch.
"You're the one who's too weird." Fei Yang muttered in his heart.
"This time Chen Ming and those people might have already left, but that doesn't mean their factions will let this matter pass." Fei Yang continued, "Who knows, in the next moment, maybe even the members of their faction will come back, it would be best if you could avoid them!"
Zhang En simply smiled, "It's a good thing if they come back here again, I can practice my new secret technique to blow up their little eels with one kick."
Fei Yang was completely speechless, in this kind of situation, this young man in front of him still wanted to joke.
Regardless of how Fei Yang tried to persuade Zhang En, it was futile. Zhang En continued what he had done before, taking out all the iron and ore he needed to start building his cultivation spot on that peak.
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At this moment, Chen Ming who had fled miserably with the other group of disciples managed to return to their headquarters, at the peak of the Turtle Faction Palace.
Inside the large hall, six law enforcement turtle factions were sitting. Seeing the pitiful state of Chen Ming's group, they were all furious.