Conceited Immortal On Campus

Han Loong was furious. He looked at Chen Yi with anger in his eyes.    

Chen Yi remained calm. He did not pay attention to Han Loong anymore.    

Putting aside the fact that Han Loong was begging him for help, He didn't know. Even if he knew, whether he would be saved or not was up to him.    

All the living beings in the world would die, and all the living beings in the world would have their lives. Plants and vegetation had reincarnation. Chen Yi wasn't a compassionate Buddha, he wasn't someone who would preach the Dao whenever he saw someone.    

I will not abandon anyone who wants to be saved. I will not leave anyone who wants to kill me.    

My Dao is only me, it cannot be controlled by heaven and earth!    

Chen Yi moved. His hands formed a seal, and the Elemental Swallowing Spell circulated. At this moment, the heaven and earth formed a vortex.    

Han Loong looked at him and suddenly shouted. You're only a Qi Disciple, and I'm already a Golden Core cultivator. What right do you have to defeat me?!"    

He suddenly shouted and stomped his feet in the air, causing the power of heaven and earth to freeze.    

However, Chen Yi didn't care in the slightest. In the next instant, golden true flames slowly emerged from his hands that had formed the seal.    

The Five Saints Technique of the Profound Essence Sect and the Vermillion Bird Technique of the Mystic Gate!    

In the darkness of the night, a loud and clear bird cry resounded through the heavens and the earth. Golden flames condensed into a bird. However, as the golden sparrow opened its eyes, its body turned crimson red like blood.    

The Vermillion Bird let out a long cry towards the sky as it charged towards Han Loong, whose eyes were filled with shock.    

Han Loong shouted. The long sword in his hand suddenly shook. The wings of the great Peng behind him moved and turned into eight shadows as it charged towards the Black Sect's Vermillion Bird Technique.    

The two shadows intertwined in the air.    

This Han Loong was worthy of being called a Golden Core Stage warrior. According to his cultivation base, he should be at the peak of the intermediate Golden Core realm.    

He was facing Chen Yi's attack alone with his sword. He wasn't at a disadvantage in the slightest.    

After all, Chen Yi was only a Qi Cultivating Stage warrior. The fact that he was able to fight a Golden Core Stage warrior with his Qi Training Art was enough to shock Han Loong.    

After fighting for a long time, Han Loong's expression suddenly changed. He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood essence onto the sword.    

Weng!    

A sword hum resounded in the sky. Han Loong's speed increased even more. With a single sword strike, he actually split the Mysterious Gate technique that Chen Yi used into two.    

Boom!    

The Vermillion Bird's body dispersed, but Han Loong held his sword and attacked Chen Yi.    

His sword was too fast and too sharp.    

The speed of the Great Peng was already at the peak of all beasts, and with Han Loong's blood essence, in the blink of an eye, this sword was going to pierce through Chen Yi's throat.    

Chen Yi seemed to have expected this. Although his cultivation base was low, his eyes seemed to have seen through Han Loong's movements.    

Chen Yi's right hand turned into a series of afterimages as he pointed. When the magic sword landed on Chen Yi's throat, he grabbed the sword with both of his fingers.    

In an instant, it was bone-chilling cold. Frost instantly covered the sword, but it was crushed by the sword Qi and condensed again.    

In fact, the air around Chen Yi had even condensed numerous ice crystals.    

Profound Essence Sect, Cold Cloud Art!    

It was also a peak Qi Cultivating Stage spirit art, but it was forcefully blocked by Han Loong's sword with the help of Chen Yi's spiritual altar and vortex.    

Han Loong's pupils contracted. He suddenly shouted and took a step forward.    

Chen Yi's fingers suddenly shook. The sword was about to move forward, but Chen Yi said coldly, "The power of the Red Mist can also shake mountains?!"    

As soon as the voice faded, Chen Yi's black robe bulged, and a dragon's roar could be heard from his body.    

The symbols were like a chapter as they surged from the black robe in Chen Yi's right hand into Chen Yi's palm. In an instant, his fingers, which seemed to have not asked anything, became as steady as Mount Tai, and pressed down on Han Loong's sword.    

"This is the Immortal Martial Body!?"    

Han Loong's voice was deep, and his expression was solemn.    

The so-called Immortal Martial Body was a cultivation system developed by Immortal Cultivators to temper their bodies. It was easy for them to damage this weakness.    

Combining martial arts and immortal techniques, the Immortal Martial Arts, the Immortal Martial Arts, the Immortal Martial Arts, and the Immortal Martial Arts. The Immortal Martial Arts formed by it. On the other hand, the Immortal Martial Arts was a Divine Ability that was extremely difficult to cultivate and was unfathomable in the Immortal Martial Arts.    

The Immortal Martial Form consisted of the 12 forms of the Immortal Martial Form, and it was divided into three types. They were the Lightning, Wood, and Metal Martial Bodies.    

This technique was created by him during his free time, and it was passed down to the Qian family.    

To Chen Yi, this was only the most basic Immortal Martial Arts and could be considered as one of the lower ranks.    

However, Han Loong suddenly flapped the wings on his back. On his arms, there was the solidification of magic power. Vaguely, there was the intent to destroy all things.    

It was not only the concept, there were also runes appearing on Han Loong's arms.    

Chen Yi took a look and recognized what these runes were.    

Jade Elephant Martial Body The Three Divine Immortal Sect cultivated the Immortal Martial Art.    

The Peng was fast, the Jade Elephant was strong. As expected, Han Loong puffed up his chest and took a sip of the Qi of Heaven and Earth.    

After that, his face turned into a lion, and a peerless lion's roar resounded across the world.    

This roar was like the roar of ten thousand lions returning to one. The power of sound was enough to destroy everything. Behind Chen Yi was the stone steps, and all the plants and vegetation were turned into powder by this roar.    

Chen Yi had long been prepared for this roar. He circulated the Elemental Swallowing Spell in his body and protected his body with his magic power. He sealed his senses and defended against this attack.    

If he didn't protect himself, even Chen Yi's body would be bleeding from all seven orifices, and the magic power in his body would dissipate.    

A battle between experts. Under such a condition, Chen Yi was destined to end up like this.    

If it was any other cultivator, perhaps Han Loong would have succeeded.    

Unfortunately... he was facing Chen Yi. A thousand years ago, he was invincible in this world. In a thousand years, he was invincible. He was trying to cross the heavenly tribulation. His strength had increased by countless times.    

The sword came, but Chen Yi still did not move. He did not even take a step back.    

Han Loong's expression became even more ferocious. The magic power in his body kept pouring into the sword.    

He seemed to be determined to compete with Chen Yi in terms of magic power. He was a Golden Core Stage, and he didn't believe that he would lose to Chen Yi, who was only a Qi Cultivating Stage.    

Chen Yi only had one hand filled with symbols. He gripped his sword with both of his fingers and stood tall.    

His other hand was still on his back. His hair was short, and he was nineteen years old. However, he still had the childishness of not being able to escape.    

One breath, ten breaths, two minutes later, Chen Yi's eyes moved slightly.    

"It's half past midnight. It's time!"    

Chen Yi suddenly spoke. His words caused Han Loong's expression to change.    

He saw Chen Yi release Han Loong's sword. He stepped lightly and jumped up into the air. He looked like an immortal in ink clothes.    

He looked at Han Loong. With a slight movement of his right hand, a Blade Sheath appeared in his hand.    

Han Loong's pupils contracted when he saw Chen Yi's actions.    

Half an hour passed. It was 12 midnight. Han Loong thought of something.    

When he killed Yan Ann, Chen Yi waited for this moment to come back to life.    

Could it be that he had never used his full strength before?    

Han Loong's heart was filled with danger. He focused his attention to the extreme and looked at Chen Yi.    

He saw Chen Yi holding the Blade Sheath. His golden eyes were shining as he quietly looked down on him.    

In the next moment, Chen Yi moved. He took a step forward and crossed the sky and earth. There was only a blade light that cut the sky and earth diagonally.    

The golden core in Han Loong's body rotated crazily, and his magic power kept flowing into the sword.    

"Disciple of the Profound Essence Sect, why are you so arrogant?"    

"My life is not yours. You want to kill my golden core by cultivating your qi? What a joke!"    

He let out a furious roar and slashed out with his sword to meet the slash.    

Boom!    

When the blade and sword collided, Han Loong felt as if he was suffocating.    

This feeling was as if he was going to die for sure.    

By the time Han Loong regained his senses, the Blade Sheath and ink robe had already disappeared.    

There was a faint numbing pain in his throat that seemed to be warm flowing out.    

Suddenly, Han Loong held his head with one hand. He landed on the ground. His eyes were filled with disbelief, unwillingness, and anger.    

Chen Yi held the Blade Sheath in his hand in the air and did not land. He did not look at Han Loong either.    

Han Loong's throat was bleeding more and more, but he opened his mouth and said, "I do not understand. My grandfather, the third generation, killed evil for all living things, disregarding life and death!"    

"But you are high and mighty, not helping others!"    

"The world respects you, while I, do not deserve the slightest bit of respect from the world."    

His eyes became darker and darker, each word accompanied by an unknown amount of blood gushing out.    

"This world is unfair!" Han Loong roared. If he used up all of his remaining strength, he would be filled with hatred and unwillingness.    

As soon as his voice faded, Chen Yi finally spoke.    

"The power of a Golden Core, the heart of a Red Mist."    

"I..."    

[Why would I need to explain it to you?]    

With another slash, Han Loong was completely eliminated.    

If the heavens were unfair, it would be fair to Chen Yi as well. Otherwise, he would have ascended a thousand years ago.    

What made him feel that it was laughable was that he wanted to say that the heavens and earth were unfair even though it was clearly unfair in his heart.    

The heart of a mayfly, yet it wanted to compare itself to the heavens and earth. It was truly...    

It was ridiculous to the extreme!