I Become a Martial Arts God in the Chaotic Demon World-Chapter 74: Mad Dog? Slaughter the Dog!

After listening to what the other party had said, Han Zheng shook his head slightly.

The White River Prefecture is a peculiar place, to allow such a fellow to be arrogant for so long.

In truth, if the old ancestor of the Zhang Family took action, suppressing the other party with the power of Xuan Gang Realm wouldn't be difficult.

But the old ancestor of the Zhang Family was wholeheartedly focused on the relics of the True Martial Sect, where would he find the time to care about these matters?

The other powers of White River Prefecture were also disunited; otherwise, they collectively would not have allowed this person to be so rampant to such an extent.

At this moment, Li Qianhai was advancing upward, glanced left and right, but headed straight in Han Zheng's direction.

It wasn't that Han Zheng had an aura that attracted enmity, but rather his position offered a clear vantage point that allowed him to oversee the entire array at a glance.

The gaunt martial artist's complexion changed as he tugged at Han Zheng, "Brother, quick, move aside, don't get tangled up with that mad dog."

Han Zheng's face remained expressionless, not moving from his spot.

Wherever Li Qianhai had passed, those martial artists, having probably heard of his notorious reputation, instinctively made way.

Only Han Zheng still stood there, making him appear extremely conspicuous.

Li Qianhai's single eye revealed a ferocious light as he sneered, "Kid, daring to block my path, I think you're really asking for trouble!"

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As soon as these words were spoken, Li Qianhai, without another word, his hands enveloped in a blood-red evil Qi, directly launched a palm strike at Han Zheng!

Martial artists atop Black Peak Mountain looked at Han Zheng with sympathetic eyes.

This guy was most likely not a local martial artist of White River Prefecture; otherwise, he should have known of Li Qianhai's fierce reputation.

With the precious relic ahead, it was absolutely unreasonable to start fighting to the death before the relic had even opened.

Even if it was for vying for positions, one would at most make a probing move.

But Li Qianhai, that mad dog, doesn't play by the rules; he went for the kill right from the beginning.

Some even shook their heads slightly; there had already been people who died at the hands of Li Qianhai, and yet this young man did not learn his lesson— it served him right.

Han Zheng lifted his head, grinning at Li Qianhai, revealing a row of neat, white teeth.

For some reason, the always tyrannical and fiercely insane Li Qianhai subconsciously felt his heart stir with unease.

Not for any other reason, but Han Zheng's gaze towards him was oddly joyous and eager.

It was as if it was the first time he saw the young miss of the Feng Family, desiring to possess her, to press her beneath him!

Is this kid sick?

The thought involuntarily rose in Li Qianhai's mind, and the power of Blood Slaughter in his hands grew even stronger by threefold.

In reality, Li Qianhai had actually guessed a part of it correctly.

For Han Zheng at that moment, Li Qianhai was like an offering that had come to his door, how could he not be joyous?

Han Zheng's Qi Blood Power suddenly erupted all around him, the Dragon Elephant Prison's Divine Power towering to the skies!

In an instant, Han Zheng's Qi Blood Power surged to a terrifying level.

Li Qianhai was born with Divine Power and had a sturdy and tall build.

But at this moment, Han Zheng's use of the Dragon Elephant Prison Suppressing Power to its limit caused his Qi Blood Power to suddenly swell more than tenfold, his silhouette enlarging greatly out of thin air, becoming even taller and more imposing than Li Qianhai.

The surging Asura Blood Evil burst forth from his body, and at the same time, a pitch-black Demonic Qi circulated around Han Zheng.

Han Zheng's punch fell with Evil Qi and Demonic Qi intertwined, instantly producing a thunderous boom.

Li Qianhai instantly felt an enormous force coming his way, his Blood Slaughter Qi instantly annihilated, and a chilling Demonic Qi invaded his body, tearing through his meridians.

With the clash of fist and palm, Li Qianhai staggered back two steps, but Han Zheng remained unmoved in his original spot.

Asura Blood Evil, Black Blood Demon Technique.

The combination of these two powers, along with the terrifying Qi Blood Power that Han Zheng cultivated through the Dragon Elephant Prison, even if Li Qianhai's Water and Fire Immortal Clothes were at Great Success, he still couldn't block it!

At this moment, the martial artists at the mountain peak looked towards Han Zheng with astonishment.

They all thought Han Zheng would definitely be torn to pieces by the mad dog like Li Qianhai.

Who would have thought that the somewhat thin and weak Han Zheng would transform into such a monstrous figure, even more terrifying than Li Qianhai!

With a leap, a grating blast sounded beneath Han Zheng's feet.

The stone ground under his feet cracked open a hole half the size of a person due to the explosive surge of Qi Blood Power from Han Zheng.

In the blink of an eye, Han Zheng appeared in front of Li Qianhai, holding the Great Vajra Ming King Seal, bringing boundless Blood Slaughter and chilling Demonic Qi crashing down!

Buddha Light with menacing Demonic Qi, fierce Blood Slaughter.

This extremely discordant scene was manifested in Han Zheng's hands.

Li Qianhai's arms were exploding with Qi Blood Power, as blood-red patterns surfaced across his bulging biceps, swiftly growing more than twice their original size.

Beneath the skin, blackened veins emerged like a sinister web, encasing his arms with an eerie and grotesque appearance.

Apart from cultivating a Secret Technique to refine Blood Slaughter Qi, Li Qianhai had also practiced a Blood Power secret technique.

However, while Han Zheng's Blood Slaughter Shura Blade could refine the ultimate Killing Intent and the power of Asura Blood Evil,

Li Qianhai's Blood Slaughter Secret Method could only refine ordinary Blood Slaughter Qi.

Han Zheng's Dragon Elephant Prison Suppressing Power could stimulate the Qi Blood Power throughout his entire body to oppress the Nine Layers of Hell with boundless Divine Power.

Li Qianhai's Blood Power secret technique, however, could only cause a surge in the Qi Blood Power in his arms.

Every Cultivation Technique Li Qianhai knew, Han Zheng knew as well, and was stronger in each.

And the techniques Li Qianhai didn't know, Han Zheng did, and could also restrain Li Qianhai's power.

The moment the Great Vajra Ming King Seal thunderously struck, everyone even felt the summit of Black Peak Mountain shake.

Han Zheng, of course, did not have the strength to move mountains, but the collision of forces disturbed the Array, strengthening the power it emitted.

Li Qianhai let out a roar, yet he could only watch helplessly as the Buddha Light on the Seal dissipated his Blood Slaughter Qi.

The extremely cold Killing Intent infused with Blood Slaughter Qi and the fierce Demonic Qi flooded into his arms, causing them to explosively shatter, revealing fissures of flesh and blood.

Han Zheng, seizing the advantage, merged Blood Slaughter Qi with Demonic Qi within him and struck again with the Seal, sinking Li Qianhai's legs into the ground.

Another such blow, and Li Qianhai's arms would completely shatter!

He couldn't fathom how a martial artist in the Late Stage of Innate Transcendence could condense such an exaggerated Qi Blood Power?

Clasping a Seal Technique, Li Qianhai's entire being burned with Qi Blood power; his True Qi merged with his Qi Blood, transforming into a three-foot-long blade of Sword Light, which he fiercely swung at Han Zheng!

The strike from Li Qianhai, burning his Qi Blood, carried a whiff of the majesty of the Half-step Xuan Gang Realm.

However, his Sword Energy could only extend three feet away from his body, while the previously seen Zhang Tianyang could already cut formed Sword Gang, although it couldn't last for long.

Han Zheng looked at Li Qianhai with slight sympathy.

Why did this guy insist on clashing where Han Zheng was strongest?

It was clear Li Qianhai hadn't specialized in Sword Skill; while the strength behind his strike was solid, it was riddled with flaws.

Han Zheng leaped forward, positioning himself within Li Qianhai's Sword Intent, and with his palm emulating a blade, he delivered a swift sideways slash.

The seemingly gentle palm actually completely shattered Li Qianhai's Sword Energy.

In front of Han Zheng, who had mastered the Heavenly Blade, Li Qianhai's mere show of power stood no chance!

The attack that burned Qi Blood missed, and Li Qianhai instantly spat out blood, his thick arms rapidly withering, lined with the fresh blood of his wounds.

In contrast, Han Zheng, as if a Deva had descended, leaped up and was soon in front of Li Qianhai.

Li Qianhai attempted to defend himself, but Han Zheng obliterated his right arm with another Great Vajra Ming King Seal.

Then, gripping Li Qianhai's neck with his left hand, Han Zheng's right fist came crashing down!

With a thunderous boom, Li Qianhai's head was pulverized into a cloud of blood mist.

[By slaying a Perfect Warrior in the Innate Transcendence Realm, you have gained 500 Qi Blood Essences.]

Han Zheng calmed the Qi Blood within his body, casually returning to his initial spot as if nothing of note had happened.

Immediately, the summit of Black Peak Mountain fell eerily silent, all eyes turning toward Han Zheng in absolute shock.

Although Li Qianhai was brazenly ruthless, he wasn't beyond retribution, and his death surprised no one.

However, for Han Zheng, a Late Innate Realm warrior, to obliterate the similarly strength-renowned Li Qianhai in such an excessively violent manner and in front of their eyes, was shockingly overwhelming.

Even the Zhang Family's old ancestor looked toward Han Zheng with knitted brows.

He usually would not concern himself with those who hadn't reached the Xuan Gang Realm, but this man's immense strength and astonishing fighting capabilities warranted attention.

In front of Han Zheng stood a martial artist, close to the Array, with the strength at the Peak of Innate Transcendence, who even thought to yield his place to Han Zheng.

But seeing that Han Zheng stayed put, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed this man followed rules, unlike Li Qianhai, who was like a rabid dog.

The gaunt martial artist who had previously advised Han Zheng to leave bowed respectfully and said, "Your strength is truly formidable, brother. Li Qianhai has plagued Baijiang Prefecture for many years. Who would have thought he would fall at your hands? Truly, you have delivered justice on heaven's behalf."

Han Zheng replied indifferently, "He brought it upon himself; of all the people he could have chosen, he had to pick me. It's like a longevity star eating arsenic, tired of living."

The gaunt martial artist nodded in agreement.

Indeed, Li Qianhai was simply unlucky.

There were many in attendance, strong enough at the Peak of Innate Transcendence, whom Li Qianhai could recognize and would not have suffered such tragic death against.

Yet, he had to choose Han Zheng, a new and unfamiliar face. Now, well, his head was smashed to bits.