I Become a Martial Arts God in the Chaotic Demon World-Chapter 77: Who Gave You the Wrong Impression?

The moment he saw the blade, Han Zheng moved swiftly, charging straight toward it.

Other martial artists also noticed the blade, but when they saw Han Zheng set his sights on it, they immediately switched targets.

With so many weapons here, there was no need to compete with a fierce man who could kill Li Qianhai for one.

But not everyone was afraid of Han Zheng.

A martial artist in the perfect state of the Innate Transcendence Late Stage, along with two others at the Innate Late Stage, stood in front of Han Zheng.

One of them, a burly man, said, "Brother, my big brother has taken a fancy to this blade, so how about you pick another target, to give the East River Three Tigers some face?"

Han Zheng replied indifferently, "I'm curious about something. If Li Qianhai were still alive and he wanted this blade, would you still compete with him for it?"

The three instinctively paused.

If Li Qianhai had set his eyes on this blade, they probably wouldn't dare to compete with him.

That guy was like a mad dog, and provoking him didn't seem worth the trouble.

But Han Zheng, though capable of killing Li Qianhai, didn't claim the foremost position and kept a low profile along the way, appearing like someone who followed the rules.

So, they didn't dare to compete with Li Qianhai, but they did dare to compete with Han Zheng.

Han Zheng rubbed his head and sighed, "What delusion makes you think that I'm more reasonable than Li Qianhai?

You expect to save face for the East River Three Tigers when your skills are no better than that of a three-legged cat, you're courting death!"

With that, Han Zheng drew the Mo Blade Kill Tiger, its terrifying Blood Slaughter Demon Qi slashing towards the martial artist who spoke first!

The eldest of the Three Tigers' faces changed drastically.

With so many weapons around, he thought Han Zheng would definitely choose to fight with others for a weapon, but he didn't expect Han Zheng to strike so directly.

With a Ghost Head Beheading Blade in hand, he prepared to counter, his inner strength and blood Qi bursting forth.

But when Han Zheng's blade came down, his expression changed drastically.

Dragon Elephant Prison Suppressing Power, Divine Strength embodied!

The overwhelming power of the Qi Blood completely surpassed his expectations.

The eldest of the Three Tigers was sent flying by Han Zheng's strike, the flesh of his hands splitting instantly.

The previously speaking man lunged at Han Zheng with a spear, while another wielded a sword, the blade covering Han Zheng like a curtain of water.

Han Zheng spun out the strength of White Ape Extended Arm Fist with his left hand, not to smash but to precisely grab onto the shaft of the spear.

His left arm swelled with an explosive surge of Qi blood.

With a mighty pull, the martial artist didn't even have time to let go of his spear before being yanked in front of Han Zheng.

Transforming his palm into a seal, Han Zheng used the Great Vajra Ming King Seal, which shattered both the arms and the skull of the martial artist who had attempted to block with his arms above his head!

Grabbing the corpse, Han Zheng flung it at the martial artist with the sword.

Seeing the body of his brother thrown at him, the swordsman hurriedly withdrew his blade.

But then a chilling streak of blood light flashed by, and with one sweep of his Mo Blade, Han Zheng cleaved both the corpse and the swordsman in two!

"Second brother! Third brother!"

The eldest of the Three Tigers had just steadied himself before rushing back.

In the span of a few quick exchanges, his two brothers had been slain by the opponent!

Han Zheng had no intention of sparing the last man.

The turbulent Demonic Qi and Blood Slaughter erupted from his Mo Blade Kill Tiger, the black and red Sword Light engulfing the eldest of the Three Tigers in an instant.

The total domination in strength left no room for the opponent to retaliate.

His Ghost Head Beheading Blade, not a Mystical Weapon, shattered after a few clashes.

The eldest of the Three Tigers roared in fury, his Qi blood burning wildly.

Han Zheng thought he was trying to fight to the death, but to his surprise, the man turned to flee.

With the Dragon Elephant Prison Suppressing Power enhancing him, Han Zheng leaped, his sheer physical strength erupting to the maximum, jumping dozens of feet high.

The eldest of the Three Tigers only felt a deafening roar by his ear, and before he could react,

his entire body was bisected by the long blade, enveloped in Blood Slaughter Demon Qi!

[Slain two Martial Artists at the Innate Transcendence Late Stage, obtained 500 Qi Blood Essence Pearls]

[Slain a Martial Artist at the Perfect Innate Transcendence Realm, obtained 400 Qi Blood Essence Pearls]

Han Zheng flicked the blood pearls off his blade and shook his head slightly.

These East River Three Tigers are a bit overrated in strength.

He had killed Perfect Martial Artists in the Innate Transcendence Realm before, such as the Song Family elder or Li Qianhai, yielding 500 Qi Blood Essence Pearls each, but this one only yielded 400.

Han Zheng turned to grab the long sword embedded in the demon's skeletal remains, and this time, no one dared to stop him.

Although Han Zheng considered the East River Three Tigers to be amateurs, in reality, these three brothers were quite well-known Independent Practitioners in Baijiang Prefecture.

Seeing them all cut down as easily as slicing through vegetables by Han Zheng, who would dare to act recklessly?

Han Zheng picked up the long sword that was stuck in the demon's bones, and with a burst of Inner Strength, shook the dust off the hilt.

The sword felt ice-cold to the touch, and its piercing sharpness seemed undiminished even after thousands of years.

[Autumn Water Surprised Swallow Saber: An exquisite Mystical Weapon, forged from Heavenly Star Cold Iron tempered for eighty-one days with Ice Soul Cold Flame.

Its attribute is Destructive Blade, capable of inflicting double damage on other Mystical Weapons of the same level, and can be sacrificed for 2000 points of Hunger Level.]

Upon seeing the attributes of the Autumn Water Surprised Swallow Saber, a hint of joy appeared on Han Zheng's face.

This blade was almost invincible among Mystical Weapons, especially with its Destructive Blade attribute which would give Han Zheng an overwhelming advantage in a clash of weapons.

The attributes of the Mo Blade Kill Tiger were only capable of amplifying a Martial Artist's Inner Strength, but this amplification was so weak it was almost negligible.

After all, being a Mystical Weapon, the so-called amplification of Inner Strength is only through the material, allowing the Inner Strength to grow slightly stronger when channeled through the weapon.

Only Earth Soldiers empowered by various Arrays and secret techniques can significantly boost Inner Strength out of thin air.

Thus, among Mystical Weapons, the Autumn Water Surprised Swallow Saber, which possesses the ultimate sharpness, is more worthwhile.

Storing away the Autumn Water Surprised Swallow Saber, Han Zheng sacrificed the Mo Blade Kill Tiger directly into Hunger Level.

When he looked up again, Han Zheng suddenly felt a palpable dread.

An intense wind seemed to howl from nowhere around him.

But how could there be wind underground?

Before Han Zheng had time to ponder, a chilly gust suddenly blew past, and the Martial Artist at the forefront trembled twice.

Under the gust of this cold wind, their flesh astonishingly turned to ash completely, leaving only a skeleton collapsed on the ground.

This wind, capable of blowing flesh and blood into nothingness, instantly changed the expressions of everyone present.

They now realized why the bones here were so clean, so clean that not even a trace of dried flesh remained on the white bones.

And the previously encountered demons, they too must have been fearful of this eerie wind and dared not to enter.

The Swallowing Ghost Child pinched out a Seal Technique, the Yin Ghost Gang Qi surrounding him, blocking out the bone-eroding wind.

Seeing it was effective, the other Martial Artists burst out with all their strength, resisting the chill.

Han Zheng's body was enveloped in a pitch-black Demonic Qi, isolating him from the deathly wind.

The chill in the wind contained an extreme Death Qi, eradicating all traces of vitality.

Han Zheng guessed this was probably because too many people and demons had died in the True Martial Sect in the past.

Then, after the True Martial Sect's ruins were sealed off, the flesh and blood powers within corrupted and became this pure and evil Death Qi.

After being sealed for three thousand years, this power grew stronger and eventually turned into this bone-eroding wind.

However, this was only effective against flesh and blood; by wrapping oneself in True Qi, it could be resisted.

But the problem is that Martial Artists' True Qi is finite; aside from during battle, who normally covers themselves in True Qi?

Even a Xuan Gang Realm practitioner like the Swallowing Ghost Child, at most, has a richer True Yuan, but they also would not normally maintain a True Yuan protective state at all times.

Those at the peak of the Innate Realm, when fully covered in True Qi, could barely last for about half an hour.

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For a Xuan Gang Realm practitioner like the Swallowing Ghost Child, half an hour was the absolute limit.

They couldn't stay here and endure this indefinitely!

The Swallowing Ghost Child slowly moved, step by step, toward the deepest part of the ruins.

Seeing this, the other Martial Artists followed suit.

Outside, demons lurked, and whether there was no more cold wind inside was unknown; the only option left was to take a gamble.