Holy Bone

Chapter 1961

He formed the ancient hand seals of the Nine True Words and threw a punch, unleashing the ultimate Taoist Nine True Words technique. The fist struck a powerful warrior from one of the Hundred Races, like a raging ocean tide crashing against a reef, pressing down with overwhelming force. The warrior, whose body was already cracked and severely injured, was forced to retreat, and his body was torn open by the cracks in the Great Dao, creating even larger wounds.

After being struck repeatedly by him, the opponent would be crippled even if he didn't die.

He raised his hand to grab the other person.

Enraged, the powerful being from one of the hundred races felt that the headless Jin'an was trying to suppress it with his physical body alone, without even using his primordial spirit to leave his body. He considered it a great humiliation and a deliberate attempt to insult it, believing that Jin'an's actions were clearly mocking it for being unworthy of being an opponent.

If it had known that the headless Jin'an was not only a master of Taoist arts but also a martial arts immortal, it wouldn't have had this idea.

The headless Jin'an cultivates both the divine and martial arts paths, and there is no question of who is superior or inferior to whom.

The Golden Feather Clan expert fled, and the remaining two experts from the Hundred Clans posed no threat to the headless Jin An. The outcome of the battle was a foregone conclusion.

The Great Dao responds!

May your good deeds amount to nine million!
May your good deeds amount to nine million!
As the headless Jin An quickly resolved the battle, the Golden Feather Clan experts who had lingered in the distance fled without looking back.

How could Jin'an, without a head, let his hard-earned good deeds slip away?

Moreover, he also wanted to capture them to interrogate the Great Wind Ferocious Bird, the Divine Pattern Clan, the Ten-Faced Buddha, and the Old Man of Li Huo.

His purpose in coming out this time was to join forces with the powerful members of the Dragon Guardian Clan in secret to kill these four people.

He then made a grabbing motion in the air, seizing a beam of light from the divine power that the Golden Feather Clan expert had used to attack him earlier, which had not yet completely dissipated.

He blew a breath of Daoist Qi into his palm, then made a hand seal to perform the Daoist technique "Gift Technique," whoosh!
His body transformed into a streak of light, chasing after the Golden Feather Clan expert. His speed was so great that only the afterimage of the streak could be seen, not the figure itself. The Gift Technique could send a flying sword a thousand miles away, capable of taking a person's head from a thousand miles away, or it could teleport oneself a thousand miles away.

The Golden Feather Clan expert sensed something amiss behind him, feeling a chill run down his neck and his heart pounding with fear. As soon as he turned around, he saw a headless Taoist standing right behind him, which terrified him so much that he almost lost his soul.

The Golden Feather Clan is known for its speed, so how could it not be terrified when it was instantly caught up by the headless Jin An?

When people are startled, they become distracted, mentally confused, and slow to react, making them most prone to making mistakes.

Even highly skilled primordial spirit masters with profound thoughts and abilities are no exception.

The Golden Feather Clan expert, still in shock, had barely shown his astonishment and before he could even react, was attacked at close range by the headless Jin An.

The headless Jin'an formed the ancient seal of the Nine True Words, and a deafening explosion resounded across half the sky. Accompanied by the explosion of the ultimate Samadhi True Fire and the Six Ding Divine Fire, the surging sea of ​​fire covered the sky within a radius of ten miles, like a burning cloud that seemed to burn through the firmament.

Then, the headless Jin An, engulfed in flames, grabbed a golden wing from the back of the Golden Feather Clan expert with one hand.

The golden wings gleamed with a cold metallic light, carrying the sharpness of metal.

Sparks flew continuously between the Martial Immortal's palm and the Golden Wings, colliding and producing a clanging sound. The Golden Wings and the Martial Immortal's flesh were constantly cutting and grinding, producing intense sparks.

However, the Golden Wings could never damage the tough skin of a martial arts immortal, let alone break free from the grasp of the palm.

The final result of the struggle between the two sides was that the captured golden wing was crushed by the martial arts immortal with a single hand.

Boom!