129: C129 Desolate Xun Fist

C129 Desolate Xun Fist

After leaving the Solitary Dragon Pass, Su Jin put away the Faceless Mask and returned to his original appearance. After that, he headed towards the royal palace of the Strong Gale Tribe.

On the ancient path... Corpses were strewn all over the place. Cars and horses were overturned on the side.

A group of masked men in black stood in the middle of the pile of corpses with indifferent expressions. The sharp blades in their hands were dripping blood.

"Reporting to the Lord, in the entire merchant group, there are 76 people, and not a single one of them is left alive. The two men who had the Qi of the Holy Scorpion Tribe had been killed, but they didn't have any tokens with them. I guess that they aren't the people from the Holy Scorpion Tribe who asked for help from the Strong Gale Tribe."

A man in black with a mask on his face reported respectfully to the empty sky.

Suddenly, a surprised voice came from the sky. It came from a distance, then came closer and closer.

"You two, the chief passed on the Holy Scorpion Armor to me. He said that this thing can sense the Qi of all the people from the Holy Scorpion Tribe. I didn't expect it to be like this!"

The masked man in black smiled: "The Holy Scorpion Armor is said to be the shell of the Holy Scorpion when it shed its shell. It is the same as the Holy Scorpion Scepter. It is a sacred item passed down from the ancestors of the Holy Scorpion Tribe. Anyone who is related to the Holy Scorpion Tribe. There's no way it can escape the senses of this thing."

"Sacred items. Tsk tsk, there is only one sacred item in our Great Desolate Tribe. What virtues and abilities does the Holy Scorpion Tribe have? They actually have two sacred objects that are passed down to the world. However, it won't take long. These two sacred objects will fall into the hands of our Great Desolate Tribe... Hmm?"

Suddenly, the voice in the sky turned cold," Another member of the Holy Scorpion Tribe has come. We must get rid of them as soon as possible. We must not let the people of the Strong Gale Tribe discover the existence of our Great Desolate Hall! "

" Understood! "

A wave of stern shouts sounded in unison. Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Several black shadows instantly turned into afterimages and disappeared.

"What a strong blood energy."

Su Jin frowned and looked at the stone path ahead. He could see that the the Eye of Illusions was emitting a deathly grey Qi that carried a deep resentment.

This stone path was the only way to get to the Strong Gale Tribe's royal palace. Su Jin had traveled for a long time before he arrived. He didn't expect that he would be able to smell such an ominous Qi as soon as he arrived.

He was slightly vigilant in his heart.

"Golden treasure chest found!"

Suddenly, a system notification sounded.

Su Jin's eyes widened. The map showed that the treasure chest was coming towards him. He was pleasantly surprised and said, "That's great! A treasure chest delivered to me?"

The next moment, the smile on his face froze.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Numerous black figures with powerful auras dashed over from the front. These people all carried shocking killing intent.

Three of the black silhouettes were actually Martial Spirit Stage Martial Artist.

"What's going on!?"

Su Jin didn't have time to be shocked. An assassin from the Great Desolate Tribe appeared in front of him like a spiritual shadow.

The assassin clawed with his five fingers. A terrifying force that was like an eagle's claw covered the sky above Su Jin's skull and fell down abruptly.

Seeing that the man in front of him was about to explode from his grip, a cruel and expectant look flashed across the assassin's eyes. The scene that he liked to see the most was about to happen. -

Su Jin waved his hand casually. A cold light seemed to have frozen the space in front of him. It cut across the assassin's head and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

All the movements of the assassin instantly stopped, and his corpse was separated from his body.

"An Eighth Level Martial Mentor Stage, and he was able to kill Number Eleven so easily? How is this possible?!"

When the men in black saw this scene, they were shocked. Then, their eyes turned even colder when they looked at Su Jin.

"This man is so special. He must be someone sent by the Holy Scorpion Tribe to seek help. Kill him!"

Swoosh! Swoosh!

In an instant, all kinds of deadly attacks were aimed at Su Jin's body.

"Damn it, we're going to fight if we don't agree with each other. What the hell is this?!"

Su Jin cursed in his heart, but his eyes were cold. No matter who the opponent was, since the opponent dared to attack him, he would be the enemy.

Su Jin never showed any mercy to his enemies. His body trembled.

Profound Ice Extinguishing Force!

Layers of thick white fog rose from the ground under his feet and quickly spread out. Wherever it passed, all of the true qi dissipated.

Ah! Ah! Ah!

The men in black who were the first to approach Su Jin suddenly stopped moving, and their bodies instantly froze into ice.

The men in black who were behind ___ were shocked, but they didn't manage to dodge in time. Their bodies were touched by the white fog, and they were instantly frozen into ice. They immediately let out miserable screams.

"What an amazing ice-type Zhen Qi!"

A Martial Spirit Stage Level One man in black's expression changed in an instant. He felt the power of this cold energy, and a fierce look flashed across his eyes. "All of you, get out of my way! This man is not someone you can deal with!"

As he spoke, those black clothed men immediately scattered in all directions.

"Desolate Xun Fist!"

The Martial Spirit Stage man dashed toward Su Jin. In an instant, a strong wind started blowing on his body. Dense wind blades burst out from his body, condensing into an incomparably sharp wind blade.

He threw a punch at Su Jin, but his whole body seemed to have turned into a giant storm blade, slashing at Su Jin. A straight crack was torn open on the ground!

"True Qi form, this is something only Martial Spirit Stage warriors can do!"

"Sir has used the Desolate Xun Fist to such an extent. Could it be that this kid really has such a threat?"

The scattered black-clothed men were all shocked. In their opinion, although Su Jin's performance was amazing, it was a bit too much to ask this Sir to use Martial Spirit Stage Martial Artist's true strength.

However -

Su Jin didn't dodge when he saw the "Giant Storm Blade" coming at him with lightning speed. His body only moved slightly, as if he had merged with the mountains and the earth.

He felt as if the world within a radius of 30 meters had turned into his own world. Everything was under his control.

Mountain River Tyrant Physique!

This was the first time Su Jin had ever used this Tyrant Physique in such a serious manner.

Once it was activated, Su Jin could feel the violent aura of the "Giant Storm Blade" and its vast will and fierce power.

"What a powerful skill! This is the first time I've seen such an exquisite martial art since I came to Hundred Thousand Mountain. Is this the martial art of Hundred Thousand Mountain?"

Su Jin was surprised. The skill of the man in black was as exquisite as the Transcendent Flying Immortal.

No wonder it was the martial art of Hundred Thousand Mountain!

Sensing such a profound martial art, Su Jin's fighting spirit was stimulated. His body shook, and the true qi in his body surged like a tidal wave.2

Rumble!

Su Jin stood motionless on the spot, but his right palm suddenly emitted a rolling white fog. If someone were to look closely, they would find that in his palm... A whirlpool had already appeared in his palm, and a continuous stream of true qi was rolling and roaring in the whirlpool.

In a split second, the Giant Storm Blade had already arrived!

"Profound Ice Extinguishing Force!"

Beneath Su Jin's feet, the ground within thirty feet of him had completely frozen. With a stern shout, he suddenly raised his palm!

A huge palm formed from Profound Ice True Qi condensed out and suddenly exploded, smashing towards the incoming storm giant blade.

Boom!

The two collided, and in an instant, a violent and boundless airwave spread out. A cloud of dust rose from the ground, and swept out, covering Su Jin and Martial Spirit Stage Martial Artist.

Ah!

The men in black who had retreated not far away were sent flying by this violent wave of air, causing them to cough up blood.

One of the Martial Spirit Stage Martial Artist's eyes was filled with shock, "What a terrifying martial art! What is the background of that man from the Holy Scorpion Tribe? His strength is actually so terrifying!"

"Who won?!"

"It must be my lord!"

Most of the men in black were concerned about the outcome of the battle, but no one doubted that their lord would lose to that Martial Mentor Stage warrior.

At this moment, the dust began to disperse!

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