Chapter 139: The End of the Legend of Martial Arts

When Zhao Shuhan's palm fell, it seemed that the entire mountain forest had been shrouded in a blood mist.

The burst of palm power is eerie.

This palm is the highest embodiment of Zhao Shuhan's martial arts peak.

Mighty and overwhelming.

Even the layer of light shields that protected Shen Tianhao and Wutong seemed to be being grabbed by a giant palm, making a series of "click" sounds.

Shen Tianhao and Wutong in the light mask had already turned pale with fright from this scene.

But they can only pin all their hopes on Chu Shangze.

Look at Chu Shangze again.

Although he has now set foot in the Heavenly Grade Realm, Zhao Shuhan who is facing the Mahayana Realm of Transformation Strength does not dare to ignore it too much.

If it is divided by the cultivation of the Dao, this Zhao Killing Han is also a cultivator of the Heavenly Grade Realm during the Qi cultivation period.

It can be said that if you just look at the cultivation, the two of them will not be able to distinguish between them for the time being.

But the difference is that Chu Shangze was a great emperor in his last life!

Speaking of martial arts that can reach the sky in the previous life.

Chu Shangze uses the most now is the [Sky Collapse Fist].

It's just that the martial arts of that life are not the martial arts of this life.

Because of this punch, it can collapse the sky!

Without hesitation, Chu Shangze clenched his palms into fists, formed a force of his own, and blasted away.

One punch, one palm.

Two screams that broke through the sky resounded through the mountains and forests.

It was like two meteors piercing the sky, slamming into each other.

"Boom!!"

A terrifying momentum burst out from the ruins.

Rushing towards the surroundings, rolling waves of air, like a wild dragon.

"How is that possible?"

Zhao Shuhan looked at Chu Shangze unscathed with an incredulous face.

How could he understand that his fierce bloody palm could not move this young man in the slightest?

"You're not a martial artist, you're a cultivator!"

As if asking and answering himself, Zhao Shuhan's surprised voice suddenly rose, and his gaze at Chu Shangze suddenly tightened.

Chu Shangze just shook his fist calmly.

He can only exert thirty percent of his power at present, and he only used one percent just now.

And this strength is enough to take this old guy's palm.

I have to say, this old guy has some skills.

"Well, I didn't expect you to be a member of the monastic sect. Junior, who is your master?" Zhao Shuhan said in a deep voice, because the power of his cultivation had not yet been revealed, he seemed to be very fearless.

"You're not qualified to know. Chu Shangze spit out a few words lightly.

"What an arrogant boy!" Zhao Shuhan's face suddenly turned cold.

Where did this kid get his confidence?

"In that case, Hugh blames the old man for being ruthless!"

Zhao Shuhan said angrily.

With a flip of his left hand, a gold-bronze compass appeared in his palm.

This item is called the Nine Thunder Seal.

It was also handed over by Zhao Wuzhen three days ago.

Originally, Zhao Shuhan was going to spend some days refining this magic weapon, but he didn't want to bump into Chu Shangze to kill him.

Right now, he's just mastered the skill of a Nine Thunder Seal—

[Heavenly Thunder Kill]!

Zhao Shuhan stomped his foot violently, and the mana all over his body was surging and rushing.

Three thousand white hairs fluttered behind him.

With a "whoosh", the whole person rose to the sky, like a dragon and snake, roaring into the sky.

Chu Shangze watched with interest on the ground.

At this moment, Zhao Shuhan raised the Nine Thunder Seal, pinched out the magic trick with one hand, and led it to the sky.

"Boom!!"

Suddenly, dark clouds were thick and thunder was rolling.

Strands of invisible energy were vented around Zhao Shuhan, converging into a tornado.

And in the tornado are thousands of thunder snakes, rushing and surging.

"Heavenly Thunder Kill!"

Zhao Shuhan violently flipped over the Nine Thunder Seals and fiercely slammed them towards Chu Shangze's head.

When he landed, countless thunder snakes converged into a huge thunder dragon several zhang long, and with a roar, he rushed straight towards Chu Shangze.

"Collapse the sky!"

Chu Shangze's gaze became indifferent, and his right fist was pinched again, hitting it vertically.

For this punch, he used twenty percent of his strength.

The mana poured into the fist, as if it could punch a hole in the space, and it was almost close to Zhao Shuhan's thunder dragon.

"Arrogance!"

Zhao Shu snorted coldly.

In his opinion, what Chu Shangze performed was still nothing more than martial arts.

And now, what he is using is the only true Dao technique that has been handed down from his New Martial Sect.

He didn't believe that Chu Shangze could still bear it.

Obviously, Zhao Shuhan didn't know that Chu Shangze's punch was the Tongshen martial art of the first generation of boxing emperors in the Nine Heavens World.

A divine fist that can kill gods and demons all over the sky!

"Bang!"

Chu Shangze's fist slammed into the thunder dragon.

"Roar—"

It was like a scream.

The thunder dragon was actually shattered by Chu Shangze's punch, and it exploded in the air on the spot.

"What?"

Zhao Shuhan, who was holding the Nine Thunder Seal in the sky, was stunned on the spot, and his eyes were about to pop out.

"I'm using Dao Magic! How could he ...... How could it be ......"

It's a pity that Chu Shangze didn't plan to answer him, and the whole person was like lightning, and suddenly appeared above Zhao Shuhan's head.

The fist clenched and slammed down.

"Ahh

Zhao Shuhan was still in shock, he didn't have time to react at all, and was bombarded on the spot.

"Bang!"

A large pit more than ten meters deep appeared on the ground below 100 meters.

All of a sudden, smoke and dust rose everywhere.

And on the side, Shen Tianhao and Wutong under the light mask looked at each other with big eyes.

Everything just happened just in the light of light.

In other words, when the two of them just began to worry about Chu Shangze's safety, the battle was already over.

couldn't help but have a clearer understanding of Chu Shangze's cultivation.

Chu Shangze slowly landed on the ground and walked into the deep pit.

He clearly felt that Zhao Shuhan was not dead, and he still had a breath in his mouth.

A faint glimmer of light was reflected in the deep pit, and it happened to shine on Zhao Shuhan's bloodstained face.

And this face is full of horror, incomprehension, hesitation, and fear at the moment.

Zhao Shuhan never thought about it.

Today, he will die.

He thought it was just a bold fanatic who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, but he never thought that he would put his life on the line.

"You... Who the hell are you?" Zhao Shuhan asked with a reluctant face.

Outside the pit, Chu Shangze's face was expressionless, and as soon as he beckoned, the Nine Thunder Seal in Zhao Shuhan's hand immediately broke away and flew directly into Chu Shangze's hands.

"You... Be... Who?" Zhao Shuhan spat out another mouthful of blood, and asked unwillingly again.

Chu Shangze's indifferent gaze was cast, and he said lightly: "Do you know the difference?"

Zhao Shuhan's expression was suddenly stunned.

yes, so what?

His current condition is completely irreversible.

Chu Shangze simply turned around and left.

The path of cultivating the truth is a struggle between the weak and the strong, and there is absolutely no sympathy between the enemies.

If you want to kill, be prepared to be killed.

What's more, in the Nine Heavens World back then, the battle there was even more dangerous than the situation here.

Therefore, Chu Shangze turned around very simply, and there was no psychological burden.

And in the pit, Zhao Shuhan's last breath finally dissipated.

The martial arts myth of the year is dead.