Invincible Immortal Cultivator in the City

Chapter 654: Ripping Open the Chest


Unseen and unheard of in this world!

Anyway, there's a good show to watch!

Only Weiwei and Sunset Three Laughs slightly furrowed their brows, sensing a bad premonition.

Li Tianyu was already trembling with shock, and if not for the presence of Weiwei and Sunset Three Laughs, he might have taken the chance to flee and sever ties with Lin Hao.

The person flew over the head of the Northern Martial Ancestor's procession and crashed directly towards the sedan where the Northern Martial Ancestor was.

At that moment, the entire entourage was momentarily stunned.

They had carried the Northern Martial Ancestor on trips without number, but today was the first time they had encountered someone who dared to strike at the Northern Martial Ancestor.

"Bold!"

With a long cry, a burly man soared out from the entourage.

Without any courtesy, he punched directly at the fellow disciple who had been thrown over.

"Boom!"

To the astonishment of all, the burly man was not trying to save his fellow disciple but merely did not want his body to hit the Northern Martial Ancestor's sedan. He promptly and neatly exploded his fellow disciple with a punch!

With a loud noise, the person thrown by Lin Hao burst into a shower of flesh and blood in the air.

Pieces of flesh rained down, not a single intact piece left, hair and body alike pulverized by the punch!

Silence.

An immediate hush fell over the pass.

It had long been said that the Northern Martial Ancestor would teach anyone regardless of who they were, and as long as they were loyal to him, he would not interfere with whatever they did.

Moreover, the reputation of the Northern Martial Ancestor for protecting his own surpassed even that of the Bitter Realm's master.

The person who struck just now exploded his own fellow disciple with a punch, but no one in the entourage of the Northern Martial Ancestor showed any expression other than amusement, as if they were merely watching a play.

Boom!

The burly man who had thrown the punch descended from the heavens and landed on the ground, causing it to tremble.

This person was from the Shankui Clan, naturally burly like a two-meter-tall gorilla, his muscles inducing involuntary shivers.

After landing, his eyes, like bronze bells, bored through the crowd and settled on Lin Hao.

"Is it you, boy, who dares block the Northern Martial Ancestor's path and injure people?" Not only was his body imposing, but even his voice resounded like a bell.

Lin Hao remembered this man.

In his previous life, the Northern Martial Ancestor did not personally take action to eliminate him, because in that life, Lin Hao truly was a King.

The ones who made a move were several fierce Great Emperors under the Northern Martial Ancestor.

These people could have killed Lin Hao with a single punch, but at that time they decided to toy with him like a game, playing with him like a cat with a mouse, wanting to play him to death.

At that time, this burly man was there, his name quite rustic – Wang Dazhu. However, he usually called himself King Dazhu.

Boom, boom, boom!

Step by step, Wang Dazhu pushed his way through his fellow disciples, moving forward.

With every step, the ground thundered under his feet.

As he advanced, even the onlookers changed their expressions, filled with trepidation, subconsciously retreating a few steps further back.

Meanwhile, almost all eyes were fixed on Lin Hao.

If initially Lin Hao's entrance had only attracted a small number of people's attention, now he was the focus of everyone.

"Who is this guy, daring to challenge the Northern Martial Ancestor!"

"He's probably not from the Northern Realm, maybe he came from the south."

"That's right, people from the south don't know how fearsome the Martial Ancestor is. Many have come to challenge the Martial Ancestor, but the grass on those people's graves must be quite tall now."

"Anyway, this kid is definitely doomed today. It's just unknown how far he can get."

"Right, what's this kid's name? Challenging the Northern Martial Ancestor here, he must be crazy for fame, right?"

The crowd was abuzz with discussion, but Lin Hao remained motionless.

Wang Dazhu walked over step by step until he stood right in front of Lin Hao.

A pair of eyes, mocking and contemptuous, looked at Lin Hao.

A Bronze... no, the aura on this person suggests he is an Emperor, otherwise he wouldn't have sent that guy flying with one move.

But, whether Bronze or Emperor, neither was worth mentioning in front of him, Wang Dazhu.

Because Wang Dazhu was a Great Emperor!

Although not a Supreme Emperor, he possessed the High Dynasty Battle Skills of the Northern Martial Ancestor. Even facing a Supreme Emperor, he would not falter.

"Kid, kneel down, kowtow. Maybe I will consider letting you die a comfortable death," Wang Dazhu sneered repeatedly, standing in front of Lin Hao, looking down on him with disdain.

He didn't take Lin Hao seriously at all.

And indeed, there was no need for him to take Lin Hao seriously.

In the Northern Realm, under the current circumstances, anyone with a bit of common sense knew what to choose at this time.

Kneel down, kowtow. As for how to die, it depends on Wang Dazhu's mood.

There was no second choice, for choosing any other path would only result in a fate worse than death.

Everyone looked at Lin Hao in unison, yet Lin Hao had a smile on his face. He just glanced at Wang Dazhu, the corners of his mouth rising slightly: "Very well, but this line should be mine to say. Kneel down, kowtow, I really will consider letting you die a comfortable death."

When these words were spoken, not to mention the onlookers around, even Wang Dazhu himself was stunned for a moment, as if he had heard wrong.

Then,

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

Wang Dazhu burst into thunderous laughter, laughing so hard his belly ached.

He had never seen someone so arrogant in this world before. It wasn't just arrogance; it was downright foolishness!

In many people's eyes, Lin Hao was already dead, and dead in a terrible way.

Sure enough, the next moment, Wang Dazhu finally stopped laughing. He sized Lin Hao up, his eyes flickered with endless murderous intent. He scanned Lin Hao up and down: "Let's see, how should I execute you today?"

"Should I tear off your limbs one by one, or should I start with cutting you in half at the waist? Or perhaps, Thousand Cuts?"

"Or should I use my newly mastered Fiery Fire Fist, and burn you alive, make a barbecue out of you??" Wang Dazhu pondered, as if he was genuinely torn on what kind of death to give Lin Hao.

But Lin Hao didn't pay any attention to him at all. While Wang Dazhu was still pondering, Lin Hao made his move!

A punch, directly aimed at Wang Dazhu's belly!

"A sneak attack? Kid, are you serious?!" In an instant, a strong murderous intent erupted from Wang Dazhu's body, as he sneered, his Primordial Qi circulating all over, a powerful aura bursting forth: "See my Iron Cloth Shirt Vajra Cover, I'll shatter your hand!!"

There were many Combat Skills, but Lin Hao had always preferred to use overwhelming force.

Today was no exception. As Wang Dazhu attempted to use a Combat Skill to block Lin Hao's punch, Lin Hao's fist had already struck his belly.

"Boom!"

One punch, piercing through the belly!

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