Chapter 122: You're in first year of high school and I'm in third year of university

  Zhang Shan's pupils contracted, and a thought flashed through his mind like lightning: "Could this be poison? Is the dual-headed snake martial soul he possesses capable of inflicting toxin-based damage with its derived soul techniques?"

  "Half-breed, enjoy it while you can!"

  Xun Quan's gloomy and sinister laughter echoed, his figure dragging out a residual shadow, pouncing towards Zhang Shan.

  Zhang Shan calmly fought back, not in a hurry to hurt his enemy, planning to figure out whether the opponent's soul technique could threaten himself before making a move.

  Shen Tuguan suddenly changed his tactics, and his body shape surrounded Zhang Shan, rushing quickly. The fine sword dyed black was like the core of a poisonous snake, occasionally colliding with Zhang Shan's sword.

  Every time their swords clashed, Zhang Shan felt a wisp of dark energy invading his Qinghong Sword from the opponent's slender sword.

  After a few moves, the originally bright and clear cyan light was covered with a layer of dull gray, more importantly, those black auras spread along the sword to his palm, and then drilled into his body.

  Zhang Shan started using his true yuan to expel the black gas, but it was useless. The black gas continued to invade his skin, and he faintly felt numbness.

  "What a formidable poison, even my indestructible body of the Five Elements couldn't withstand this toxin."

  Zhang Shan's heart sank slightly, then he thought of the characteristics of his own Senluo Wanxiang Jue that swallowed all true yuan, and tried to use true yuan to wrap a thread of black air, sending it into the vortex of true yuan in the Qi Sea.

  After he advanced to the True Martial Realm, the True Yuan vortex had liquefied. Now in his Qi Sea, a chicken egg-sized Yuan liquid was constantly rotating.

  The black air entered the Qihai and was immediately absorbed by this liquid-like true yuan vortex.

  The True Origin Vortex rotated, and the black gas was decomposed into the most primitive Yuan Qi, merging into the Yuan Liquid. Zhang Shan keenly felt that the True Origin Vortex had grown slightly stronger.

  A weight was lifted off his mind. It seemed that the True Essence he had cultivated with the Samadhi of Ten Thousand Things could indeed absorb this toxic gas.

  In this way, Shentu's soul technique of relying on his own strength to defeat the enemy became useless to himself and was even restrained by himself.

  His facial expression remained unchanged, but he stirred his true yuan and extracted the toxins from the muscles that had been invaded at the time, sending them to the vortex of true yuan in the air sea for refinement.

  "It seems useless, old ghost, hurry up and add some strength!"

  Zhang Shan increased the true yuan's kinetic energy, and the toxin of Qinghong Sword was absorbed into his body like a tide. The sword restored its original appearance, resembling a calm autumn water.

  "How is this possible? Does he have some kind of treasure on him that can purify his own toxins?"

  Shen Tu's eyes widened in shock, a situation he had never encountered before. His soul technique was pushed to the extreme, and the entire fine sword emitted a faint black aura, crazily surging towards Zhang Shan.

  Zhang Shan burst out laughing and absorbed the incoming energy without any reservation, converting it into his own true yuan after being dissolved and transformed by the vortex of true yuan.

  What is a deadly poison to others is a great tonic for him, and the current situation is just like Shen Tianguan sending him true yuan to help him cultivate.

  Shen Tu's face suddenly turned pale, and he retreated backwards with a low hum, while the double-headed snake's shadow behind him looked limp and lifeless.

  "Can you absorb my toxins? How did you do it?"

  His face wore an incredulous expression, and his eyes still flickered with a hint of panic.

  Zhang Shan glanced at his Wu Soul's shadow: "It seems that this soul skill of yours is quite taxing on your divine soul. Now, it's probably also the limit of a strong crossbow, and for the time being, you can't use it either."

  "Even without using soul techniques, I can still kill you."

  "Really?"

  Zhang Shan's face revealed a mocking smile: "Just now was just playing with you, now the game should also end!"

  As he spoke, he withdrew his Introspection Seal, released the boundary on his body, and a surge of True Martial Realm aura burst forth.

  "You, you have reached the True Martial Realm!"

  Shen Tu's face suddenly turned a deathly gray, and his eyes revealed endless despair.

  The opponent suppressed the boundary, and his own soul technique was useless against him. Now that the opponent's boundary was actually equal to his own, Shen Tuo's chances of winning were probably zero.

  At this time, Zhang Shan's smile faded from his face, his eyes locked onto Shen Tuguan's body, and a sword intent of unparalleled despair and silence rose from him.

  He took a step forward, his body slightly leaning forward, and then with one sword, he slashed down towards Shen Tuquan.

  Shen Tu's mouth suddenly emitted a sharp and shrill whistle, his entire body hair standing on end, the slender sword in his hand flashing with dazzling black light, as if holding up a massive mountain, heavily stabbing into the empty space three feet in front of him.

  In the originally empty space, a faint ripple suddenly appeared. When the fine sword stabbed at the ripple, its body was as if it had experienced thousands of years of corrosion and shattered into powder.

  And then the wave of sword energy destroyed the fine sword and entered Shen Tuquan's body with undiminished momentum.

  Shen Tui's body suddenly stiffened, glaring at Zhang Shan with anger, opening his mouth to say something, but no sound came out.

  Then his body split into two pieces, slowly falling to the left and right sides, and fresh blood finally gushed out from the incision of the body, staining the ground red.

  And where he had originally stood, a deep and straight fissure appeared on the ground, extending all the way to the end of the hall.

  The extinction of the true martial realm, reined in the violent momentum, condensed and refined internally, sharp and unmatched, silently shattered everything.

  The hall was as silent as death.

  A moment later, the crowd at the Shentu's house burst into a chaotic wail.

  Some frightened people rushed towards the gate like madmen.

  Zhang Shan let out a cold snort, and his sword energy burst forth, slicing through the air. Those who had escaped to the doorway suddenly found themselves severed at the waist, their upper bodies falling to the ground while their lower bodies continued to rush forward in a bizarre and comical manner.

  The scene once again stunned those who wanted to escape, and they let out a sharp cry, turning around and fleeing back into the hall, shrinking into the corner of the wall, trembling with fear.

  Zhang Shan then walked step by step towards Shen Tuye.

  Shen Tu Yongding's face turned pale at this time, and he shouted loudly:

  "My son Shentu Shengdong is also a disciple of the Xuantian Sect. You slaughtered his family, aren't you afraid of being punished by the sect's rules?"

  Zhang Shan stopped in his tracks and said in a cold tone:

  "Are you fellow villagers? Then who came to my Zhang family today to deal with my mother? Don't say that Shen Tu Chengyong and Shen Tu Chengli were not sent by you."

  "You thought I was dead, so you took advantage of my family. Since that's the case, if you can be ruthless, I can be even more ruthless. You're not afraid of punishment from our sect, why should I be?"

  Shen Tu Yongding's expression paused, and his heart surged with endless regret and despair. Why did he have to move against his mother? Now not only was he not dead, but even the old ancestor had died at his hands. Next, they would probably not be able to escape their fate of being killed either.

  He knew today was probably doomed, and he immediately shouted at the crowd of relatives in the hall:

  "Today it's either his death or our demise. We'll fight him to the end. Sheng Dong and Sheng Mei will definitely avenge us."

  As they spoke, he gritted his teeth and rushed towards Zhang Shan.

  Shen Tu Yongping heard his words and let out a miserable laugh, silently following behind him.

  And some other members of the Shen family, upon hearing his words, were stirred up to violence and rushed towards Zhang Shan in a swarm.

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