For most practitioners, having two or three magical artifacts is normal, and having four or five is considered quite wealthy.
Adding more would be superfluous, not only failing to increase combat power but also potentially affecting one's own energy.
At this moment, dozens of magical artifacts rained down, their perfect coordination demonstrating Chu Xingyuan's strength.
However, Yang Cheng suddenly threw a punch, and the flowing light and blood energy condensed into one, instantly shattering several magical artifacts!
With the blessing of the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, Yang Cheng's physical body was as strong as a divine weapon. With a punch or a kick, those magical artifacts were as fragile as toys, and they were scattered on the ground in an instant.
Chu Xingyuan looked at Yang Cheng in shock.
Among cultivators, there are also those who practice body cultivation, mainly using profound techniques to temper their physical bodies.
Among martial artists, there are also masters who have attained enlightenment through martial arts, possessing incredibly strong physical bodies.
But none of them are as exaggerated as Yang Cheng's!
Duan Yuntai below stared intently at Yang Cheng's figure.
He is a martial artist by training, is quite old, and lacks talent. Even if he were to acquire cultivation techniques, his achievements would likely be limited.
So he had always thought that this was the end of his life, but the power that Yang Cheng displayed today told him that even if physical martial arts had reached its peak, it would still have such terrifying power!
Seeing Yang Cheng approaching, Chu Xingyuan was horrified and quickly formed a hand seal, causing a small boat to appear beneath his feet.
At the same time, the fourth disciple, Chen Jing, immediately made his move. Five stars swirled around his body, and the power of ice and fire transformed into countless red and blue arrows that slanted down, heading straight for Yang Cheng.
Chang Tianlong's demon soul was released by Yang Cheng to shield him from the bombardment of the ice rocket.
Du Songtao formed a sword incantation with his hands, and the icy sword energy surged towards Yang Cheng like a dragon.
Four other demonic souls simultaneously appeared, each displaying their supernatural powers to block it.
Of the five immortal demon souls, Chang Tianlong's demon soul is the most useful, if we disregard everything else.
Because of its large size, it is best suited to be a meat shield.
At this moment, the small boat under Chu Xingyuan's feet had already burst forth with speed under his control, trying to escape, but a glint flashed in Yang Cheng's eyes, and his soul-capturing power suddenly erupted!
In an instant, Chu Xingyuan let out a muffled groan, his mind going completely blank.
When he finally regained his senses, all he saw before him was a fist the size of a sandbag, gleaming with surging light.
With a crisp 'bang', Chu Xingyuan's head was smashed by Yang Cheng's punch!
A moment of silence fell over the entire arena. The next moment, Yang Cheng opened his hand, and the Soul-Severing Spear whistled back into his palm.
As the spear swept across, almost none of the Jade Sun Palace disciples in front of them could withstand a single blow; they were all annihilated by the powerful force and the overwhelming bloodlust!
"Fifth Brother! Form the formation!"
Du Songtao roared, and his fifth disciple, Ma Jun, had already begun setting up the formation.
However, formations cannot be set up instantly.
Ma Jun possesses formidable array formation skills and has arrays on his body that can be formed instantly.
But using that thing against Yang Cheng was practically tantamount to suicide.
So at this moment, he was covered in sweat, his body radiating spiritual energy. He took out various materials to start arranging them, while simultaneously forming hand seals to infuse spiritual energy into them.
"Three hundred breaths! Give me three hundred breaths!"
"Senior brother! We must fight! We can't let this person interfere with Master's final attempt!"
Chen Jing shouted sharply, directly burning her blood essence and true qi, with the five elements of spiritual energy surrounding her body.
Rows of earthen spears surged forth from the earth, the Geng metal energy transformed into boundless sword energy that roared, true fire roared like a raging dragon, and the power of ice transformed into an ice phoenix, each feather unfurled, like a sharp blade or arrow.
Finally, a wood elemental power emanated from Chen Jing's body, nourishing the other four elemental powers.
As the five elements circulated, they all hurtled towards Yang Cheng!
But the next moment, the Netherworld energy on Yang Cheng's Soul-Severing Spear surged, the spear traced a chilling trajectory, tearing through space, and the power of the Frozen Hell suddenly erupted!
No matter what kind of Five Elements magic was used, it was all frozen under the power of the Frost Prison. Chen Jing didn't even have time to shout out a word before his life force was stripped away by the power of the Frost Prison, and he turned completely gray!
"Junior brother!"
Du Songtao roared, his eyes turning bloodshot.
His body instantly glowed with a blood-red hue, and his hands moved swiftly, forming hand seals. As his qi and blood condensed, he actually reached into his back and pulled out a blood-red bone sword!
This blood-red bone sword was unusually strange. The moment Du Songtao grasped it, his aura became incredibly sinister, as if he had been possessed by some kind of demon.
With a piercing shriek, Du Songtao instantly transformed into a streak of crimson light, wielding a bone sword as he charged toward Yang Cheng!
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