The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1679 Are you guys good at fighting? I'm pretty good at fighting too!
South Asia, Shenlong Island

The black robe billowed up, and the surrounding snakes retreated rapidly, as if they had encountered some natural enemy.
As Zhang Cheng walked up the steps, gazing at the main hall ahead, he unconsciously clenched his fist.

Because after arriving in this world, he felt that his "transmission" speed was much faster than before.

Although he is not at his peak now, how could a mere Hong Antong be a match for the chosen one!

Zhang Cheng: I am both the world's chosen one and the world's only one!

As soon as Zhang Cheng entered the main hall, he heard the cheers of the crowd.
"Welcome, Master! May you enjoy eternal bliss and live as long as the heavens!"

Amidst the unified sound, Hong Antong slowly walked out.
Upon seeing the elderly man in white robes appear before him, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but smile.
Because he finally understood why some people liked hearing these kinds of words—because they were really exciting to hear!
"So you're from the Prince of Yanping's residence?"

Looking down at Zhang Cheng, Hong Antong's expression remained completely calm.

"Indeed, Master Hong!"

Addressing Hong Antong, Zhang Cheng stepped forward and said, "However, the Prince of Yanping's Mansion has sent me here to request a token from Master Hong."

"Oh, what is it?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with surprise, Hong Antong couldn't help but feel puzzled.

"Your head is on my neck!"

Raising his head, Zhang Cheng's cold eyes fixed on Hong Antong, and he immediately became mocking.

"You have some nerve!"

Staring angrily at Zhang Cheng, Hong Antong, upon hearing these words, immediately raised his hand, swung it backward, and slapped it out forcefully.

"Oh!"

As the Bone-Melting Palm technique emitted a whooshing sound, Zhang Cheng raised his arm in front of him and said, "Dragon Claw Hand!"

"Kakaka!"

Golden light surged, and dragon scales instantly covered the entire arm.
Looking at Zhang Cheng's arm, many members of the Divine Dragon Cult were dumbfounded, because this was a Dragon Claw Hand.
We all practice martial arts, so why does the atmosphere suddenly change when we come here?
"Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand? Impossible! How could the Dragon Claw Hand look like this!"

Staring at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, Hong Antong's face showed a look of surprise.

"Doesn't Master Hong also know the Bone-Melting Palm? It's not surprising that I know the Dragon Claw Hand!"

Two arms emerged from the black robe, golden scales churning within them, as if gathering some terrifying power.

"kill him!"

Roaring angrily, Hong Antong immediately stood up, leaning on his iron staff.

As soon as Hong Antong finished speaking, the members of the Divine Dragon Cult immediately pounced on him.
"Want to kill me?"

A disdainful smile played on Zhang Cheng's lips as he blocked the descending blade with his other hand. The blade grazed his arm, leaving not even a mark.
Hearing the clanging of weapons, many people were astonished.
"Smash it for me!"

With his right fist clenched forward, the ferocious force instantly shattered a group of people.

Watching the person fly backward, Zhang Cheng rushed into the crowd, his hands flailing wildly.
"Pfft!"

In the hall stained with countless drops of blood, Hong Antong looked at Zhang Cheng, who possessed terrifying martial arts skills, and immediately roared, "Bastard!"

"Drink!"

He leaped forward, raising his iron staff and slamming it down.

Looking at Hong Antong, Zhang Cheng raised his arm to block.

"boom!"

Under the intense force, the blue bricks of the main hall cracked.
Just as Hong Antong was desperately trying to suppress Zhang Cheng, Zhang Cheng looked up and revealed a sinister smile.
Staring in astonishment at Zhang Cheng, Hong Antong immediately slapped out with his backhand.
But at that moment, Zhang Cheng grabbed Hong Antong's wrist, then clenched his right fist, deflected the iron rod, and slammed it into Hong's chest.
With a muffled thud, Hong Antong immediately felt as if his chest had exploded, and he coughed up blood.

"Are you guys really good at fighting? Ah! I'm pretty good at fighting too!"

As he spoke, Zhang Cheng held onto Hong Antong tightly, his fists pounding down like a phantom.

"Bang bang bang!"

Amidst the continuous howling, Hong Antong immediately coughed up blood and staggered to his death on the blue brick steps.
Just as he raised his head, Zhang Cheng walked up to him and looked down at him condescendingly, saying, "Useless trash, you're so old and still can't become an immortal!"

"puff!"

Upon hearing this, Hong Antong coughed up a mouthful of blood and died instantly.
Seeing Hong Antong brutally beaten to death, the Five Dragon Envoys swallowed hard, too afraid to move.

Turning his head, Zhang Cheng, his hands dripping with blood, asked, "Is there anyone else who wants to accompany Sect Leader Hong to enjoy eternal bliss?"

"Your subordinate pays respects to the new leader. May the leader enjoy eternal bliss and live as long as the heavens!"

He knelt on the ground in a panic, and the Azure Dragon Envoy Xu Xueting shouted so fluently!

Because Hong Antong's strength was already incredibly high, and now someone who doesn't know whether he practices martial arts or immortality has arrived, how could he not kneel down?

Seeing Xu Xueting's appearance, the other four dragon envoys also knelt down and said, "Greetings, Master!"

May our leader enjoy eternal bliss and live as long as the heavens!

Looking at Zhang Cheng, the other members of the Divine Dragon Cult also began to flatter him.

Those who practice martial arts can fight each other, but damn it, look at his dragon claw hand, is that what martial arts practitioners do?

Among those who practiced martial arts back then, a cultivator also emerged, and that person was named Zhang Sanfeng!
The "Jiazi Demon Slaying" does not mean that he slayed demons during the Jiazi period, but rather that he killed the demonic sect that had existed for sixty years!
When the six major sects arrived at Wudang Mountain and Zhang Sanfeng appeared, their first words were, "There are so many of us, you might not be able to kill them all!" They didn't fight side-by-side.
From this, everyone can understand that practicing martial arts is not scary; what is scary is when everyone practices martial arts while you cultivate immortality!
"What, what happened?"

With wide eyes, Su Quan was stunned when she arrived at the main hall.
She only went to the inner quarters once, so why was Hong Antong "asleep"?
"Su Quan!"

Looking at Su Quan, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but smile.

"I'm here!"

Looking at the Shenlong Sect members kneeling around her, Su Quan finally understood why Zhang Cheng spoke so calmly about killing Hong Antong. It was because this young man's martial arts were not just unfathomable, but unfathomable!
"From this day forward, you are the Vice Leader of the Divine Dragon Sect. Who will be in charge of the antidote for the Leopard Embryo Tendon-Changing Pill?"

Turning his head, Zhang Cheng looked at the people below.

"Reporting to the Master, it was your subordinate!"

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Lu Gaoxuan immediately cupped his hands and spoke.
"From this day forward, my Divine Dragon Sect no longer needs the Leopard Embryo Tendon-Changing Pill. Distribute the antidote to everyone, and you are free!"

After Zhang Cheng finished speaking, the entire Divine Dragon Sect fell silent.
Looking at Zhang Cheng, Xu Xueting immediately shouted, "Long live the leader!"

"Long live the leader! Long live the leader!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with excitement, everyone present cheered and shouted, their faces filled with excitement.
Even some of the more hostile members were moved after hearing Zhang Cheng's words.
"Vice Leader, how did I do?"

Looking at Su Quan with a broad smile, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but blink.

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Su Quan immediately cupped her hands and said, "Long live the leader!"

"Hahahaha!"

With a broad smile, Zhang Cheng turned his back to Su Quan and left the hall, but as he did so, he couldn't help rubbing his arms together.

Because the "transmission" hadn't ended yet, forcibly using the Dragon Claw Hand would be too damaging. Hong Antong's iron staff just now almost broke his arm. That's why Zhang Cheng hammered Hong Antong to death—because it hurt too much!

However, the thought of controlling the Divine Dragon Sect sharpened Zhang Cheng's eyes.
It's time to show the Manchus the "unity" of our southwestern brothers.

(End of this chapter)