C500 Diamond martial spirit

Hearing that, Yang Guofei and Lin Miaoyan turned to look.

Before the two of them could speak, Zhan Tianming said as well: "Right, right, Lady Miao Yan, Shopkeeper Yang, you two better get out of the way. I still have to take care of that guy. Damn it, it's fine if I cause trouble outside, but now that I'm the old one, it looks like I'm bullying the market, do you really think your Tristar Martial Emperor is impressive? "

"To hit you, I only need to use my left hand."

Zhan Tianming said in disdain.

Compete with your brother?

Who do you think you are?

Hearing Zhan Tianming's words, Cen Jin's face had already completely darkened.

Those eyes were staring at Zhan Tianming coldly.

The onlookers in the surroundings were completely dumbfounded.

Is the Tristar Martial Emperor not strong enough?

Oh my god!

Who the heck was this kid?

This Battle Brat, I think I am only at Four-Star Martial King, right? Just because he defeated two Seven Star Martial King and broke the joint attack of the Cen Family's five Martial King Expert, he looked down on the Tristar Martial Emperor? One must know that the experts of the Martial Emperor realm had cultivated and produced Martial Soul, and the strength of Martial Cultivator who possessed Martial Soul s was absolutely not something that ordinary Martial Cultivator could compare to.

This kid could no longer be described with the word 'crazy'.

Ignorant!

This was the first thought that came to people's minds.

Only ignorant people would say what Zhan Tianming had said.

Lin Miaoyan and Yang Guofei looked at each other, then retreated into the distance.

"Brat surnamed Zhan, today, I'll let you know the price you have to pay for humiliating my Cen Family."

Cen Jin's killing intent rose.

In this short period of time, he had already endured the humiliation and disregard he had never felt ever since he took over the position of the Cen Family's Patriarch.

Rumble …

Under the flow of the Genuine Essence, a golden light surged out of Cen Jin's body.

Cen Jin was like a water god.

A shocking aura, majestic like a rainbow.

Countless holes seemed to have been pierced through the surrounding space by the golden light and were all in a state of collapse, as if they were rapidly turning into small pieces and then being annihilated in front of everyone's eyes.

"Is this the Diamond Martial Immortal of the Cen Family? "It really is terrifying!"

On the side of a street far away, a Martial Cultivator of the Martial King couldn't help but ask in shock.

Just from the aura, he was already unable to muster the slightest will to fight.

"Rumor has it that Patriarch Cen's Diamond Martial Immortal cultivation technique has reached the highest level. This is a Moon Token cultivation technique, and after cultivating it to the ninth level, its power will be terrifying beyond compare."

"Once the Diamond Martial Immortal from the Cen Clan appears, he felt as if he had descended on the world from King Kong. His defense and attack power had doubled. That kid is dead for sure."

"What a pity. A talented youth died here because of arrogance."

"…"

Everyone was talking about it.

However, to their astonishment, even after facing such a terrifying might and aura from Cen Jin, Zhan Tianming still remained impassive.

That calmness and calmness was not like what a teenager should have.

On Zhan Tianming's body, not a single bit of Quintessential Essence Fluctuations could be seen.

"Cen, I really only use my left hand to hit you." Zhan Tianming mocked.

Hearing that, Cen Jin's heart became even angrier.

"King Kong Martial Soul!"

"Ha!"

A furious Vajra Phantom appeared behind Cen Jin. It was at least fifteen meters tall, its entire body resplendent in gold. Its round eyes stared straight at the baby-sized Zhan Tianming.

For a moment, the aura coming from Cen Jin's body became even more majestic than a rainbow.

Many of the surrounding Martial Cultivator couldn't help but retreat further away.

They did not want to be involved in this battle.

Lin Miaoyan, who was standing beside Yang Guofei, also spoke in a low voice: "Shopkeeper Yang, inform Elder Lin, if Master of War is in danger, I ask Elder Lin to ensure that Master of War's life is preserved."

Although Yang Guofei didn't really understand what was going on, he would naturally do as Lin Miaoyan said.

"There's no need. I'm just around the corner. If there's anything I need, I'll make a move."

Just as Yang Guofei was about to pass on the news to Elder Lin, a voice had already resounded within their minds.

Lin Miaoyan could not help but relax.

She did not wish for Zhan Tianming to die.

This kind of genius alchemist, she really wanted to let Zhan Tianming live. She really wanted to find out from Zhan Tianming how the latter managed to refine a hundred percent of a Fusion Rate in such a short period of time.

This question was simply like a kitten scratching at the bottom of her heart. If she couldn't figure it out, she would never be able to calm down.

The atmosphere between Zhan Tianming and himself became even more intense.

Seeing that Zhan Tianming did not even activate the Genuine Essence and had actually raised his left hand slowly, Cen Jin became even more furious.

"Ha!"

"Stinking brat, go to hell!"

Whoosh!

Cen Jin waved his right fist, and the King Kong Martial Soul behind him also waved its right fist.

The fist tore through the air, avoiding even the air.

Looking at the gigantic fist image that was rushing over, Zhan Tianming's eyes turned cold.

Nine Changes of Divine Form!

Swish!

Without taking's punch, Zhan Tianming dodged and sneered: "Cen, such a slow punch, do you think you can hit a fixed target? "What a joke."

Rumble …

The figure of the fist streaked across the sky and directly smashed into the spot where Zhan Tianming was standing just moments ago.

Instantly, a huge crater was created on the street as stone fragments were sent flying like arrows.

"Humph!" If you have the ability, don't dodge it! " Cen Jin snorted, and his gaze was ice cold as he looked at Zhan Tianming.

After saying that, he threw out another punch.

Whoosh!

The King Kong Martial Soul's fist swung out again.

When Zhan Tianming used his Nine Changes of Divine Form, he could easily dodge the attack of the King Kong Martial Soul.

At this time, Cen Jin suddenly cast a seal.

In an instant, the Diamond Martial Soul quickly shrank and merged with his body. It was just a shallow layer of shadow on the surface of his body, as if he was wearing a set of Diamond Armor.

Following that, Cen Jin fiercely stomped on the ground.

Boom!

His body shot out, and the ground that he stomped on cracked like spider flesh.

Cen Jin's speed, in this instant, increased by at least three times.

Instantly, it closed in on Zhan Tianming.

The right fist suddenly shook.

"Breaking Mountain Breaking River Fist!"

The moment his fist struck out, that might had already landed on Zhan Tianming's body. The terrifying internal pressure seemed to be on the verge of squashing Zhan Tianming.

But in Zhan Tianming's eyes, not a single hint of fear could be seen.

"Humph!" Play with fists? Let me teach you what a Boxing is! "

Suddenly, Zhan Tianming's left arm shook, and an earth-shattering might gathered in that arm. It was as if a peerless ancient Vicious Beast had awoken, revealing a terrifying might that looked down upon the world.

That arm, suddenly raised up, flying towards Cen Jin's fist.

"Wildball Fist!"