Just A Daoist Who Occasionally Kicks Ass-Chapter 600: No Martial Virtue! Crushing Power! The Zhou Family’s Immovable Gold Form! One Palm!
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
The sharp, whistling sounds of arrows tore through the air.
However, when the bolts reached about ten zhang in front of the young Daoist, they were blocked by an invisible barrier.
Just as Mr. Jinyan’s righteous qi could form a defensive wall to stop arrows,
these specially crafted crossbow bolts could penetrate ordinary barriers, but faced with the young Daoist’s invisible qi, they shattered instantly.
The difference in power between the two was immediately clear.
The defensive force in front of this young Daoist was overwhelmingly strong.
“You don’t have any martial virtue. Why does it seem that every encounter I have now is with people like this?” The young Daoist said lazily.
The young celestial maiden said nothing, giving off the air of a cold, aloof beauty.
Zhou Yushu, on the other hand, felt embarrassed in front of this Daoist.
“How arrogant. I have over a hundred riders in this city. Do you think your defenses can stop my arrows and firearms!?”
Zhou Yushu tried, almost unconsciously, to show off his power, building an image of dominance.
Unexpectedly, the young Daoist suddenly smiled.
“Your math is off. At most, there are only these dozens of people.” The young Daoist said, smiling.
“What do you mean by that?”
Zhou Yushu instinctively felt something was wrong, why hadn’t his city subordinates warned him in advance?
Could it be...? Zhou Yushu paused to think, but quickly dismissed the notion. These people were all one-in-a-thousand experts, professional killers.
Even if a great cultivator had arrived, it would be impossible to silently eliminate them all in an instant.
The young Daoist was, in fact, Li Yanchu. He had come to Pu City with Minghe to rest for a while and to visit an old friend of Minghe’s.
Unexpectedly, upon entering the city, they immediately encountered strange events. The city’s residents moved about like jiangshi with their eyes dull, completely manipulated by others. Dozens of hulking riders rampaged through the city, driving the townspeople before them.
Faced with this, Li Yanchu naturally had to intervene. With his current Martial Dao cultivation, dealing with these ordinary killers was effortless.
In the blink of an eye, he eliminated every one of them. Hearing that the leader was still smugly boasting, he could not help but smile.
“No problem. Let me show you again,” Li Yanchu said calmly.
With a single movement, his figure vanished completely.
Zhou Yushu froze, realizing that there was no sign of Li Yanchu anywhere on the ground.
Suddenly, a head flew into the air, while Li Yanchu had appeared on horseback.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
The heads of more than a dozen killers were severed.
Li Yanchu moved so fast in the air that his body became a blur, impossible for the naked eye to track. The flash of blades followed his every move, and he killed with one strike.
Dozens of these killers, experts in fighting cultivators, did not even have a chance to react before their heads were cleanly cleaved off.
“Bastard. You dare provoke me!” Zhou Yushu, hot-headed and arrogant, shouted coldly.
He chanted a spell, and his body suddenly transformed into a golden form over one zhang two chi tall. His muscles bulged, and his frame was massive; his skin glimmered as if coated in gold.
This was a secret technique of the Zhou family: the Immovable Golden Body, unleashed in an instant.
Boom!
With a single step, the ground beneath his feet cracked open.
“Daoist Master, be careful. That is the Immovable Golden Body, impervious to blades and spears!” Mr. Jinyan shouted when he witnessed this secret technique.
The Immovable Golden Body was a legendary secret technique, similar in concept to the Buddhist Immovable Acala Body, but a special cultivation method of its own.
Jinyan realized that this mysterious person was far more terrifying than he had imagined. After all, he even possessed the Immovable Golden Body.
But in the next moment, Jinyan was left completely stunned. After Zhou Yushu activated the Immovable Golden Body, standing over one zhang two chi tall with bulging muscles, he threw a punch, and the air around him ignited from the friction.
Yet, with a single gentle palm, the young Daoist effortlessly sent him flying backward.
Bang!
Zhou Yushu was sent flying backward and collapsed into a kneel on the ground, his golden body shattering bit by bit as his blood flowed profusely.
This Immovable Golden Body was indeed mysterious; even his blood was a pale golden color.
What everyone had expected to be a fairly matched life-or-death battle had already gone beyond expectations for the mysterious young Daoist.
Zhou Yushu was the prodigy of the Zhou family, highly favored by the family’s revered elder. His Immovable Golden Body was perfected, yet he had been defeated after just one strike?!
Even more shocking, Zhou Yushu did not rise again, remaining rigidly on his knees.
His face twisted in pain as he struggled to stand, but a tremendous surge of blood and qi raged inside him, making it difficult to maintain even the Immovable Golden Body, let alone rise to fight. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮
Seeing this, Xiahou Zhen summoned dozens of massive vines from the earth, directing them toward Li Yanchu.
However, before the vines could reach him, Li Yanchu’s Qi Shield shattered them all into dust.
His Qi Shield had been refined by the bloody murderous qi energy from the demon soldiers of the Green Lion Crown Prince in the Shanhai Secret Realm, reaching an extremely terrifying level.
Xiahou Zhen’s eyes darkened. He merged with his sword, transforming into a streak of light charging forward. Sword qi cut through the air, exuding an overwhelmingly fierce aura.
Clang! The sound was like heaven and earth resonating with a giant bell.
Xiahou Zhen was blown backward, even faster than before. His long sword snapped, and his right arm could no longer lift.
He stared at the young Daoist in disbelief. The Daoist had not even moved, yet had inflicted such damage.
He’s impossible to match. Xiahou Zhen realized in his heart that it didn’t matter who this Zhou family fourth son was, or that he would be the future head of the Zhou family. If he couldn’t survive, none of it meant anything. With that thought, he desperately retreated backward.
Li Yanchu calmly pulled a Eight Trigrams Mirror from his chest and directed it at him.
Whoosh!
A white divine light instantly struck Xiahou Zhen to the ground. He clutched his head in agony, rolling on the ground, unable to make a single sound.
The damage to his spiritual soul was immense. If he weren’t a peak Yin Spirit expert of the second realm, he would likely have been reduced to a complete idiot by now.
Li Yanchu then pulled a brush from his chest, a move that made Mr. Jinyan, who also held a brush, pause in surprise.
Is he also a Confucian cultivator? Jinyan wondered to himself.
But the brush Li Yanchu had was not an ordinary brush used to write the words of sages. It came from the Underworld, used exclusively by judges of the dead.
On the brush appeared a large character: ‘Seal’, which instantly sealed all of Xiahou Zhen’s power.
Xiahou Zhen still writhed in pain on the ground, but all his mystical abilities and immense qi and blood were now sealed, unable to be used at all.
Li Yanchu then slowly approached Zhou Yushu.
Zhou Yushu was kneeling on the ground, struggling to contain the overwhelming surge of blood and qi within him. This immense blood and qi had already surpassed the second realm. Only now did he realize that, despite Li Yanchu’s youth, he was actually a Yang Spirit expert.
“I was too ignorant, senior. I beg you to show mercy,” Zhou Yushu said fearfully.
Li Yanchu smiled gently at Zhou Yushu, then slapped him with a single palm.
