Chapter 178

Chapter 178: These eyes again!

Normally, no cultivator would practice both physical arts and magical techniques.

Because it’s too overwhelming, and the returns are too low.

So usually, only those who want to follow the path of a Qi practitioner but lack the talent, unable to enter the Cavern Realm, and still desire some strength, would switch to the path of a martial artist.

But usually, the quality of such a person’s martial arts realm is also very low.

Thus, the Yellow Sand Dragon Lord looked down on Ming with great disdain.

The Yellow Sand Dragon Lord sneered coldly, slapping down a palm. A colossal dragon claw manifestation smashed towards Ming’s head, as if tightly locking Ming’s aura.

Ming, carrying a longsword on his back, thrust out a punch.

At the same time that the dragon claw manifestation was shattered, Ming reappeared in front of the Yellow Sand Dragon Lord.

Meanwhile, other magic arrays set up by Yuan Rain activated.

Ming also activated the Fear Heart Array.

Looking at Ming’s longsword piercing towards his heart, the Yellow Sand Dragon Lord suddenly felt fear and dodged to the side.

The Yellow Sand Dragon Lord clearly felt he could have blocked this sword, but inexplicably dodged!

Dodged, but not entirely.

Ming’s sword still pierced into the shoulder of the Yellow Sand Dragon Lord.

Frost-like, sharp sword qi drilled into the bloodstream of the Yellow Sand Dragon Lord.

The Yellow Sand Dragon Lord spat a breath of dragon breath at Ming. Only then did Ming pull out his sword, being pushed away by the Yellow Sand Dragon Lord.

The Yellow Sand Dragon Lord grew increasingly enraged, having been injured by such a minor cultivator.

The Yellow Sand Dragon Lord directly transformed into its true form.

A massive dragon lunged towards Ming.

Ming gathered spiritual energy onto his longsword, slashing out wave after wave of sword qi. The sword qi rained down. Even though this evil dragon kept dodging, it would ultimately be hit by a few strikes.

The scales of the Yellow Sand Dragon Lord were left with numerous sword marks, looking quite disheveled.

“Hooooowwwll!”

The Yellow Sand True Lord slammed Ming to the ground, pressing his chest with a dragon claw.

The Yellow Sand True Lord tilted his head, gathering dragon breath in his mouth.

Yuan Rain sensed impending doom and was about to intervene when he noticed his master’s blood energy becoming even more violent.

This sensation reminded Yuan Rain of their confrontation in the White Hollow Secret Realm.

Yuan Rain didn’t know what kind of technique it was, but he clearly remembered how his master’s power surged back then, like he had become someone else, as if no matter who came, his master could fight them to the death.

“BOOM!”

Ming threw a punch, striking the Yellow Sand True Lord’s chin.

The Yellow Sand True Lord tilted his head, spewing a mouthful of dragon breath into the sky.

Ming tightly gripped his sword, fiercely thrusting upward, and the enormous dragon claw was actually lifted by Ming.

Dragons originally have no claws; this evil dragon merely manifested them for convenience and to appear indistinguishable from a true dragon.

Ming leaped up, thrusting his sword towards the head of this dragon.

The Yellow Sand Dragon Lord dodged backward, followed by a wail of pain. Ming’s sword left a mark on the Yellow Sand Dragon Lord’s head, dragon blood oozing out.

Ming flipped onto the back of the Yellow Sand Dragon Lord, stabbing into its body, then punching repeatedly with all his might!

Like a divine warrior pounding drums, each punch stronger than the last.

Scales flew off Ming as if scraping fish scales. The spine of the evil dragon was almost shattered by Ming’s punches, and the Yellow Sand Dragon Lord rolled on the ground incessantly.

The self-healing ability of the dragon clan is strong, but under the influence of the Dragon Slaughter Array, the self-healing ability of the Yellow Sand True Lord was nearly zero. Moreover, these arrays partially obstructed the flow of spiritual energy within the Yellow Sand True Lord’s body, preventing him from unleashing his full potential.

Seeing the situation worsening, Mo Zhu’er took out her dharma instrument and rushed forward to help, otherwise Ming might hammer this dragon to death.

If this dragon dies, so what? It doesn’t concern her.

What matters is that Ming must die. Besides, she was currently trapped by the array and couldn’t escape.

If this evil dragon dies, there’s no guarantee she can defeat Ming.

After this battle ends, once she kills Ming, she’ll kill this heavily wounded evil dragon, extract its tendons and bones, which can fetch a good price.

Mo Zhu’er’s black silk ribbon lashed towards Ming.

Ming frowned, first giving the dragon beneath him a punch, then slicing upwards with his sword, severing the black silk.

Mo Zhu’er’s eyes displayed blossoms, like a kaleidoscope, trying to trap Ming in an illusion.

Ming remained calm, using his Dao Pattern Eye to lock gazes with her.

“These eyes again!” Mo Zhu’er was extremely annoyed, knowing her illusions had no effect on Ming.

Two spears appeared in Mo Zhu’er’s hands.

These spears were about half a meter long, with handles, and a circular loop hole at the back of the handle.

Mo Zhu’er stepped in bizarre patterns, instantly appearing beside Ming, the spear already aimed at Ming’s throat.

Ming sidestepped, the spear grazing past his neck. Ming released his sword with his right hand, smashing a punch into Mo Zhu’er’s chest. The softness transmitted to Ming’s fist, but Ming felt no trace of lust.

This was a life-or-death moment, and no one had the leisure to care about such things.

Mo Zhu’er dissolved into a shadow of black mist, reappearing with another spear aimed at Ming’s neck.

Ming dodged again, reaching forward to pull Mo Zhu’er toward him, meeting her with a punch, but Mo Zhu’er again scattered into a cloud of black fog.

Mo Zhu’er appeared and dispersed around Ming, clouds of black mist swirling around him.

Ming fought where he could, finding gaps to throw a couple of punches at the evil dragon.

Dozens of Mo Zhu’er’s black shadows stabbed at Ming from different directions, as if trying to turn him into a hedgehog.

With his Dao Pattern Eye, Ming jumped backward, causing Mo Zhu’er to stab straight into the dragon beneath Ming.

Just as Mo Zhu’er was about to withdraw her spear, Ming grabbed her hands and thrust downward with her force!

“ROAR!!!”

The two spears pierced into the body of the Yellow Sand True Lord, eliciting a cry of agony.

Ming then kicked forward without any mercy, hitting Mo Zhu’er squarely in the abdomen, sending her flying several meters away, looking extremely disheveled.

Ming found the reverse scale of this evil dragon and yanked it out forcefully!

The evil dragon trembled throughout its body, crashing to the ground, kicking up countless dusts.

Taking this opportunity, Ming pulled out his sword, forcefully stabbing it into the dragon sinew, then gripping the sword tightly and continuously cutting downward.

The back of this evil dragon was completely sliced open by Ming!

Ming reached out and pulled out the dragon sinew, flinging it upward. The entire dragon sinew danced in the air like a whip.

[Next month, a buddy is getting married, need to prepare the speech beforehand. In Sanming, I’ll have to drive there, plus driving back, probably takes two or three days.

Not sure if the boss will approve leave.

Whatever!

If the boss doesn’t approve leave, might as well just ditch.

Anyway, the pay isn’t much, and every day is exhausting like a dog.]