Peerless Little Immortal Doctor-Chapter 485 : Strike to Kill!

"Haha! Looks like this young man is done for."

"Hmph! Facing a Mysterious Rank Martial Arts Skill from an Earth-Rank Peak High-Level Martial Artist, if he can survive this without dying, I'll eat a mouthful of dirt."

"You'd eat dirt? I'll straight up eat a brick!"

"Hey, have you guys figured out what Xia Liu's Cultivation is exactly?"

"Eh, it seems like his Cultivation has always been around Earth Rank, but I don't know the specific level."

"Hmph! No matter how much he's got, he's dead once this palm comes down." Wu Lang snorted in response to the heated discussion amongst the Martial Artists nearby.

Hearing Wu Lang speak, the spectating Martial Artists quieted down with smiles on their faces.

Of course, they also felt a bit of sympathy for Xia Liu.

Why go and provoke Earth-Rank Peak Warriors, and four of them at once, no less? There's no need to be that reckless with life.

Just as everyone thought Xia Liu couldn't possibly withstand the Fierce Wind Imperial Fist, he was, in fact, under no pressure at all.

The expression on his face couldn't have been more relaxed.

"Idiot!"

"Show-off, let's see if you can still smile in the face of a Mysterious Rank Martial Arts Skill from an Earth-Rank Peak Warrior."

"He's really pitiful. I bet he's never even seen a Mysterious Rank Martial Arts Skill before, or else how could he still be smiling."

"Sigh, I hope he has an intact corpse."

Facing Xia Liu's relaxed expression, the watching Martial Artists commented and sighed with pity.

None of them believed Xia Liu would survive.

The Fierce Wind Imperial Fist was the highest Martial Arts Skill of the Qiu Family, allegedly created by a High-Strength Emperor during the Warring States Period.

Ultimately, it was named the Imperial Fist.

Now, Qiu Ming had fully condensed the Fierce Wind Imperial Fist, a faint yellow glow flickering on his fist.

An incredibly strong pressure swept out, dominating the surroundings.

Strong!

The spectating Mysterious Rank Warriors nearly dropped to their knees involuntarily under this pressure.

Even Primary-Level Earth-Rank Warriors trembled with fear.

Because they all sensed a smell of death from Qiu Ming's fist.

They couldn't help but imagine that if they were to take on this peerless Imperial Fist, they would surely fall dead on the spot!

"Kid! Die for me!" With a roar, Qiu Ming's angry fist surged forward, his movement technique erratic, as he charged at an extremely fast pace.

"Hmph! Trash!"

Confronted with Qiu Ming's mighty blow, Xia Liu pushed his hands forward, executing the beginning stance of the Taiyi Eight Trigrams Palm.

As the murderous Qiu Ming approached, Xia Liu's hands moved quickly, and soon the Taiyi Ultimate Style materialized!

"Peerless Technique: Limitless!"

Limitless to the extreme, as Xia Liu pushed his hands out, an invisible, scorching Heaven and Earth Totem flickered in and out of existence.

At the same time, a subtle aura continued to spread all around, causing those nearby to break into a cold sweat.

Because they lacked the Wisdom Eyes to see through what Xia Liu was using.

But they could feel that there was a hidden, powerful fluctuation in the space in front of Xia Liu!

That would be fatal!

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, Qiu Ming's fist struck without reservation on the Heaven and Earth Totem.

As the two ultimate Techniques collided, the aftermath threatened to sweep across the land, causing those with weaker Cultivation to immediately drop to their knees.

But even as they were swept by the aftermath, their gaze remained fixed on Xia Liu and Qiu Ming.

Before Qiu Ming's fist, a strange Totem flickered in and out of existence.

As the Totem rotated, the Earth-Rank Warriors present could clearly feel that Qiu Ming's Qi Force was slowly dissipating!

"Not good!"

Feeling the Inner Strength from his Dantian uncontrollably streaming out, he immediately wanted to retract his hand and retreat.

No matter how hard he tried, his fist couldn't be pulled away from the Totem.

"Brother Yan, help me!"

With his eyes wide open, Qiu Ming immediately cried out for help.

Yan Jun had already anticipated this; he had been condensing a High-Strength Martial Arts Skill from the start.

His goal was to land a hit on Xia Liu, and now, it seemed he couldn't make the hit, but he could help Qiu Ming escape.

"Hmph! Combat Rotation!"

With a cold snort from Xia Liu, he intercepted Yan Jun's ferocious palm with one hand.

Transferring force, condensing, unloading force!

Boom!

Xia Liu had astonishingly transferred the entire force of the wild palm to his leg and then ferociously swept his leg at Qiu Ming!

Accompanied by a howl, Qiu Ming's eyes bulged with rage.

He had no Inner Qi protecting his body because the attack came too suddenly, so he absorbed the strike with his body outright.

Splat!

A crimson wound burst forth on Qiu Ming as the blood vessels in his neck slowly swelled and his face became even redder.

"That's the additional effect of the Yan Family's Palm Technique, which causes the victim's meridians to burn up, and their Inner Qi to scorch their liver like Exotic Fire!"

Seeing Qiu Ming's change, Wu Lang cried out in shock.

The spectators around had been dumbfounded all along.

They had all thought Xia Liu would die beneath the Fierce Wind Imperial Fist.

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But he had fiercely countered the Imperial Fist and even transferred Yan Jun's brutal attack.

From the looks of it, Qiu Ming was surely going to die!

Terrible!

Too terrible!

This was far from the outcome they had anticipated!

No one believed that Xia Liu could turn the tables and counter-kill.

Yet the reality was, Xia Liu ingeniously transferred Yan Jun's killing move to hit Qiu Ming!

"If I remember correctly, in the Martial World, the ability to transfer techniques should be Taiji from Wudang."

"Wrong! Taiji cannot absorb and redirect attacks to oneself."

"Hmm, strange! He doesn't have much Qi Force fluctuation, but he can execute such unique techniques."

"I bet with caution to avoid his technique transfer, killing him would be a piece of cake."

"Right! I believe that the senior with the Earth-Rank Peak Cultivation could definitely kill this young man."

...

Listening to the surrounding martial artists' words, Yan Jun's face turned paler and paler, because he could feel that his attacks seemed to have no effect on Xia Liu.

If that was the case, how could he possibly win?

"All of you, attack together!" The only method Yan Jun could think of was for everyone to strike at Xia Liu at once, so he'd be overwhelmed.

"Too bad you won't get the chance!" After releasing the Limitless Technique, Xia Liu's hand swiftly changed.

In the blink of an eye, he had formed a Seal Decree, unknown to anyone else what use it could have.

As the sound fell, Yan Jun wanted to retract his palm and attack again.

The other two Earth-Rank High-Level martial artists also condensed their techniques to strike.

But in that instant, Xia Liu simply swung his arm towards Yan Jun, who was close at hand.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The sound of ripping through the air was incessant, and the spectators saw Yan Jun's neck seemingly flash with a dark red light.

Following that, Yan Jun's eyes widened.

He stopped all movements, his hands involuntarily clenching around his own throat.

"Ugh ugh ugh... you..."

Before he could finish speaking, the red glow flashed brightly again.

Thump!

Yan Jun's head fell onto the rain-soaked floor, and in an instant, the surroundings fell silent.

Thud...

His headless body also collapsed thunderously at this moment.

Silence!

As still as dead water, utterly silent.

The drizzle in the sky also suddenly ceased at this moment.

The first to come to his senses was Qiu Ming, his eyes wide open, a rasping sound coming from his throat.

He wanted to speak, but no sound came out.

Because his body had already been destroyed by Yan Jun's mighty palm, and now flames were burning through his meridians...