Chapter 1279: Wicked-Imperial Sect Master
Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated
"Who is this guy that killed the Third Elder of the Wicked-Imperial Sect. It's outrageous!" a long-haired self-cultivator exclaimed.
Next to him, there was someone who knew Qingfeng, and he replied, "He is Qingfeng Li, the strongest person of the younger generation in Huaxia's World of self-cultivation."
The surrounding people who did not know Qingfeng Li before were immersed into a discussion. They were now aware of Qingfeng Li was, and how powerful he was. For a moment, their eyes were full of shock.
"Qingfeng Li is too strong. He actually killed the Third Elder of the Wicked-Imperial Sect."
"Hmph. Qingfeng Li is too arrogant. He is strong, but the Wicked-Imperial Sect is not weak either. Both the Senior Elder and Sect Master are half-step Spirit Emperors."
"That's right. Qingfeng Li will die for sure this time."
The surrounding people were all in a discussion. As they looked at Qingfeng Li, their eyes were filled with disdain.
As a young man, Qingfeng Li had become the strongest person in the younger generation of the world of self-cultivators and was even able to kill those from the older generation of self-cultivators. Leaving a bad taste in the heart of those around him, some were envy and jealous of him.
These people were jealous of Qingfeng Li formidable strength, fantasizing how great it would be if they were just as strong.
Qingfeng Li's hearing was good. Naturally, he heard what the surrounding people said, but he did not care.
To Qingfeng Li, he did not care about the surrounding people and what they were saying. Even if the sect master of the Wicked-Imperial Sect came, he would not care.
However, once the sect master was mentioned, he arrived. From a distance, a middle-aged devilish-looking man in a black robe was flying towards him.
This middle-aged person was in his forties, had a tall build, sinister face, and thin eyebrows. His whole body, clothed entirely in black, exuded a sinister aura.
His name was Li Xie, the sect master of the Wicked-Imperial Sect.
Li Xie recently got the news of his son's death, so he went to investigate the cause. He learned that his son was Qingfeng Li killed from what the surrounding self-cultivators were saying.
It was perfect that Qingfeng Li was coming to Hell, the same place that he was going to. Li Xie had flown, rushing toward where Qingfeng Li was.
Li Xie recognized Qingfeng Li because he had gotten information about Qingfeng Li from the self-cultivators, and he was able to recognize Qingfeng Li with just one glance.
With one glance, Li Xie saw the dead Third Elder. His eyes glimmered with a cold light.
"Qingfeng Li, you killed my son," Li Xie looked at Qingfeng Li and said.
Qingfeng Li nodded and said, "He tried to kill Alice. He deserved to die, so, naturally, I killed him."
Qingfeng Li was very honorable. If it was something that he did, he would always admit to it.
Even in the face of the half-step Spirit Emperor, Li Xie, Qingfeng Li was not afraid.
"Very good, since you admitted to killing my son and that you killed the Third Elder just now, I will kill you today." After Li Xie finished speaking, he waved his right hand. It turned into a giant palm, striking toward Qingfeng Li.
This palm was very large, so large that it covered the sun and then the entire sky.
Feeling the power of Li Xie, Qingfeng Li did not dare to be careless. He activated the Strangle Hell Body technique and prepared his Strangle Hell Fist. He channeled vital essence and condensed it into his right fist.
"Fifth Fist - Moving Heavens and Earth," Qingfeng Li said in a deep voice, directly using the Strangle Hell Fist's fifth technique, which contained invincible power.
Qingfeng Li released his punch, directly blowing up the air. The fist turned into a huge fist projection, the size of a small mountain. It crashed together with Li Xie's palm, shaking the entire dimension.
Fortunately, this was Hell's entrance on the Kunlun Mountains, so it had strong dimensional pressure. It was not far from the Immortal and Demon Phantoms' battle, so it did not break the dimensional barrier.
If it was anywhere else, the dimension would certainly have cracked, causing black vortices to appear.
Deng Deng!
Qingfeng Li was knocked back two steps, and his body slightly shook.
Qingfeng Li just released the Strangle Hell Fist's fifth punching technique, the most powerful attack, but do not forget his opponent was the sect master of the Wicked-Imperial Sect, someone who was at the half-step Spirit Emperor Realm.
Qingfeng Li's was only knocked back two steps. This already showed how strong Qingfeng Li was.
"Little guy, you are not bad. You actually blocked my attack." Li Xie's eyes contained a touch of surprise.
As a half-step Spirit Emperor Realm strong, Li Xie was naturally aware of how powerful his attack was. The average Spirit King level cultivator would have been slapped to death. Even ninth stage Spirit Kings cannot stop his palm attack.
But right now, Qingfeng Li actually blocked Li Xie's attack when he was only at the seventh stage of the Spirit King Realm.
The surrounding self-cultivators who saw this scene momentarily stopped breathing out of shock. Qingfeng Li's power was out of their expectations.
Not too long ago, these people were still mocking Qingfeng Li. They thought that the moment Li Xie arrived, he would be able to kill Qingfeng Li, but, now, it seemed difficult.
"Li Xie, is this all you have?" Qingfeng Li smiled, with a look of disdain.
As for the sect master of the Wicked-Imperial sect, Qingfeng Li did not care about him at all. To put it bluntly, he even despised him.
"Little Guy, just now I used only eighty percent of my power. If you want to die, then I will help you," Li Xie said in a cold voice.
"Wicked Imperial Fist," Li Xie shouted in anger. His right fist suddenly firing a heavenly giant fist, with invincible strength, mercilessly aimed at Qingfeng Li.
Wicked Imperial Fist was an emperor level cultivation technique and was very powerful; one punch carried 100,000 kilograms of force. Even if there was the suppression from the phantoms' aura, a crack was still smashed into the dimensional barrier. As one could see, it was very powerful.
Qingfeng Li eyes focused, and he did not dare to be careless. He fiercely gathered his vital essence, once again releasing his Strangle Hell Fist. It turned into a giant fist and collided with Li Xie's attack.
Deng Deng Deng Deng! !!!
This time, Qingfeng Li was knocked back four steps. His body was faintly trembling, and his right fist was feeling slightly numb. There was even a wound on his skin. His blood splashed out, as his body was injured.
"Damn, Li Xie's attack is too strong, and my vital essence is limited. In a competition of pure strength, I was not his opponent." Qingfeng Li's face became gloomy, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Qingfeng Li's pupils kept moving, trying to think of countermeasures.
In fact, Qingfeng Li still had a trump card, the Golden Flames. If he wanted to kill Li Xie, it would not be difficult. But unless it was absolutely necessary, he did not want to use it.
That was because he was about to enter Hell, and there would be a lot of ferocious and dangerous enemies. There were ghosts that Qingfeng Li needed to deal with, and the Golden Flame could be the best weapon he had.
Li Xie saw that his Wicked Imperial Fist had knocked Qingfeng Li back. His eyes flashed with a touch of happiness. He once again swung his giant fist, and fiercely punched it against Qingfeng Li, continuously knocking Qingfeng Li back.
This time Black Puppy came over, its eyes flashing with coldness.
Whoosh!
Black Puppy was also very powerful. Its body suddenly flew up, and it lashed out with its right paw, striking forward like a lightning bolt. It swung it directly onto Li Xie's fist and knocked him back one step.