Urban Dominating Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1005 - 999: Thunder Shock Sword Skill

At this moment, Ling Yun and Zhao Feng's eyes slightly focused for a moment, both staring at Qin Yang.

Among various cultivators, if you were to talk about the type with the strongest single-target attack power, sword cultivators undoubtedly rank among the top, and it was quite surprising that such a low-level indigenous plane produced a sword cultivator.

"Little beast, I really didn't expect this indigenous plane to actually have a... sword cultivator?!"

Hou Tong stared at Qin Yang with a cold, furious glare.

"Heh, always acting so arrogant, but you're only at the same Late Stage Immortal Spirit Realm as me."

Qin Yang chuckled lightly, coldly speaking, his gaze sweeping over the three of them.

Among the three blood cultivators in front, the handsome man in the middle had the highest cultivation level, having already reached the Peak of the Late Stage Immortal Spirit Realm. The thick aura emanating from his body indicated that he had been at the Peak for quite a period, even qualifying to attempt a breakthrough to the Immortal Venerable Realm.

As for the other two, their strength was at the Late Stage Immortal Spirit Realm. However, blood cultivators are always proud and often grow through slaughter, so their combat power was generally quite strong.

But, in terms of attack power alone, sword cultivators still possess the strongest single-target attack power.

Additionally, not everyone who uses a sword is a sword cultivator; sword cultivators also need to condense Sword Intent to truly be called sword cultivators.

"Tsk tsk, I've heard that sword cultivators have the strongest attacks among all cultivators, and I haven't often absorbed the essence and blood energy of a true sword cultivator."

A bloodthirsty and cold glint flashed across Hou Tong's eyes, and the rich blood spirit power around him surged.

"I bet your flesh will taste good, let me have a try."

Boom!

Hou Tong licked his lips, his figure suddenly surged, rising dozens of feet high.

Swish, swish, swish!

Hou Tong's hands swiftly formed a series of seals, and the dense blood spirit power around him surged out like a long river, quickly condensing and gathering in the sky.

"Divine Technique, Blood Python Technique."

Hou Tong sneered.

Crash!

In an instant, the river of blood-colored spiritual power transformed into a blood-colored giant python over a hundred feet long.

The gigantic blood python coiled in the sky, its head fierce, exuding a bloody aura that skyrocketed. Every scale on its body was clearly visible.

"Blood Python Devouring Heaven!"

Hou Tong stared at Qin Yang, coldly sneering.

Boom!

The blood-colored giant python's scarlet eyes suddenly locked onto Qin Yang, its fierce giant maw opening, revealing a mouthful of sharp fangs as it swooped down from the sky.

Even though it hadn't reached him yet, the bloody stench from its maw already assaulted his senses, as that enormous mouth was rushing straight at Qin Yang.

"Brother Qin Yang, be careful!"

Feeling the unusual power of the blood python, Zilan's delicate face changed slightly, and she spoke.

"Tsk tsk, it seems Senior Brother Hou Tong really values this so-called sword cultivator from the indigenous plane, using the Blood Python Technique right off the bat."

Zhao Feng chuckled lightly, saying.

Looking at the giant python swooping down, Qin Yang's expression was calm as still water, but a hint of mockery appeared in his eyes.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle~!

Suddenly, rings of lightning surrounded the clothes on Qin Yang's body, and then, the lightning extended onto the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword, like a streak of thunderlight, coiling around the icy white sword body.

"Thunder element?"

Seeing the lightning on Qin Yang, Hou Tong's pupils shrank slightly. This kid was not only a sword cultivator but also had the thunder element, known for its powerful attack among all elements?

Ling Yun and Zhao Feng's expressions also changed slightly.

Boom!

Facing the blood python's open bloody maw, swooping down in that instant, a skyward Sword Intent rose around Qin Yang.

Swish!

Lightning surrounded Qin Yang as his figure surged up to meet the blood python. The Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword in his hand surged with dazzling Thunder Light Sword Aura.

"Thunder Shock Sword Skill, First Form, Thunder Shocking Sword Slash!"

Qin Yang shouted coldly.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle~!

The Thunder Light Sword Aura rippled with lightning, growing increasingly radiant as threads of thunder law fluctuations emanated.

Swish!

Qin Yang slashed down at the blood python with his sword.

Bam! Boom! Boom!

As the Thunder Light Sword Aura slashed down, the blood python was cut from the head to the waist by the lightning, and instantly exploded into a mist of blood.

"Broken? Just one sword broke Senior Brother Hou Tong's blood python?"

Zhao Feng's expression changed, exclaiming in surprise.

Beside him, Ling Yun's expression also froze.

"You...!"

Hou Tong's face showed a trace of surprise, becoming ferocious. This indigenous plane's cultivator was really a slap in the face, breaking his divine technique so effortlessly.

"I'll kill you first."

Lightning flickered in Qin Yang's eyes, and in the depths of his gaze, a hint of coldness emerged. These three, having arrived on Earth and killed so many people already, needed to be eliminated.

Swish!

Qin Yang's figure flashed, holding the lightning-draped Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword, he shot violently toward Hou Tong.

"As if I'm afraid of you."

A hint of fierceness also appeared on Hou Tong's face. Being a cultivator of the same level, having Qin Yang break his Blood Python Technique so easily wasn't good for his face.

Swish!

Hou Tong waved his right hand, and a blood-colored long rod covered in runes appeared in his hand. Swinging it around, the rod exuded a bloody aura, fiercely meeting Qin Yang head-on.

Bang, bang, bang!

The Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword in Qin Yang's hand, flickering with lightning, struck the blood-colored long rod. Each time the sharp Thunder Light Sword Aura struck down, Hou Tong's hand holding the rod felt slightly numb.

In contrast, Qin Yang, shielded by lightning, was not at all affected by the bloody aura.

As a core disciple of the Blood Evil Sect, in the same rank, Hou Tong was considered a genius. Coupled with the cultivation of the Blood Dao, many cultivators had died at his hands, including some of the same rank. Now, within a few moves against this kid, he was clearly on the downside.

"Damn it!"

A few traces of ferocity appeared in Hou Tong's eyes as he roared in anger, wielding the long rod even more viciously.

"Warm-up's over."

The corner of Qin Yang's mouth curled into a cold smile.

"Thunder Shock Sword Skill, Second Form, Thunder Net."

Swish, swish, swish!

With a fierce shout, Qin Yang swung the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword down repeatedly. The strings of thunderlight swords seemed to weave together like a dense net, making Hou Tong feel suffocated.

In the Heaven and Earth, the Thunder Light Sword Aura interwove, and Hou Tong's space to maneuver shrank increasingly.

"Senior Brother Hou Tong!"

Zhao Feng's pupils froze, unable to hold back a shout.

Boom!

Blood-colored spiritual power surged around Zhao Feng, intending to lend Hou Tong a hand.

However, it was already too late at this moment.

In the sky, under the dense thunderlight sword net, Hou Tong was caught off guard as a thunderlight sword slashed down toward him.

Puff!

The thunderlight sword tore open Hou Tong's blood-red robe, creating a long, narrow wound on his chest. Lightning flickered in that wound, emitting continuous law fluctuations.

"Get lost!"

Swish!

Next moment, Qin Yang closed in, a radiant starlight surged on his right foot, which he immediately kicked into Hou Tong's chest.

"Pu."

Hou Tong spat out a mouthful of blood, his body catapulted mid-air like a cannonball, flying backward.