Chapter 950: Chapter 643: Demons Stir Evil Waves, Divine Halberd Calms the Tide!

Placed in the cosmos, he is still a rare talent.

Meng Chuan was not surprised; he didn’t know the other party but was aware of his own reputation among the Celestial Demons.

He responded with silence.

Bo Gang realized the identity and developed a slight appreciation for talent:

"My name is Bo Gang, Croc Dragon Divine Son. Submit to me, and I can spare your life."

"??"

Meng Chuan raised his hand, and a dragon of thunder fell from the sky, drenching Bo Gang entirely.

With this test, Meng Chuan’s expression became serious.

On the indigo armor, there was only a slight charred color. The crocodilian head was a bit disheveled, but there was no sign of injury.

From this perspective, Bo Gang’s strength was definitely much stronger than Raging Steel.

The cultivation nearly at the fourth stage was the opponent’s greatest advantage, not to be underestimated.

Bo Gang drew his sword, silver light ready to surge.

"Hmm?"

Bo Gang’s eyes narrowed slightly, but his hand movements suddenly stopped.

Meng Chuan’s figure secondarily submerged in the water, disappearing from sight.

"Ran away? No."

He just remembered, Cheng Yukong, who had been ambushing underwater!

Thinking about this, the large crocodile face revealed a cunning human-like glow.

Forced by Mo Jue, he had no choice but to be a pawn for this human.

Now that Meng Chuan is underwater, what path remains for Cheng Yukong?

Heh heh heh...

As he thought, Meng Chuan did indeed notice something unusual at the bottom of the water.

He perceived, at this moment, a figure blending with the water flow!

Demon Path?

Meng Chuan nonchalantly glanced around, and the Qi Observation Skill confirmed his suspicion.

At the same time, Cheng Yukong also noticed Meng Chuan entering the water.

With joy, a hundred meters away, he quietly drew out a steel trident adorned with flowing water patterns, preparing for a sneak attack.

In the state of merging with the Qi, this kid absolutely couldn’t detect him.

This thrust would extract even his soul...

Just as he was basking in delight.

Meng Chuan, appearing to wade towards the left bank, suddenly shifted his body!

Cheng Yukong’s heart shook, only to meet a pair of golden pupils, as if struck by lightning.

He noticed around himself, dense bubbles suddenly rising.

The riverbed was cracking open...

The underwater colors grew increasingly deep, long gusts of Qi tore through the water, clearing it towards the banks.

The onlookers by the shore were dumbfounded, seeing the dense water waves rise to the heavens!

Star Annihilation!

Having integrated this punch into Martial Arts, Meng Chuan practiced further to master controlling the investment of True Qi to manipulate its power.

With this punch, Meng Chuan initially intended to use about ten percent of his strength.

But though the opponent was not as strong as Bo Gang on the shore, he was still a peak third-stage Demon Path expert.

Giving due respect, he reconsidered, investing another twenty percent to eliminate him swiftly, preventing further interference!

The spring eye’s internal energy suddenly sank, propelled through the complex pathways formed by meridians and Qi blood.

Killing intent gathered at the tip of the left fist, and in an instant, immense Qi waves surged, tearing around Cheng Yukong.

At the riverbed.

A sharp, white streak of Qi pierced through his chest, Cheng Yukong’s body’s warmth faintly dissipating.

Cheng Yukong, freezing, floundered chaotically, sometimes paddling upward, sometimes clutching the exposed hole in his chest.

When he looked again at Meng Chuan’s expression, his pupils shrank, jaw slack, the words at the tip of his tongue caught in his leaking throat, disbelief flooding his eyes.

Such an incomprehensible expression died out, so complex that even future archaeologists couldn’t explain it clearly.

Why... so powerful...

In the end, all calculations were no match for the power of one punch.

Meng Chuan had no time for his dying words. With his forearm twisting in a subduing motion, his bicep dragon tendons bulged.

A flash of mysterious light, severing the head.

Meng Chuan, carrying the head, stepped onto the water surface, as a booming shout echoed through the heavens and earth.

"You dare kill my kin, how bold!"

Bo Gang’s eyes split with rage, his figure and the sword in his hand converging into a silver line, swinging across the four people, rushing horizontally through the Wei River, spiral blade light slashing mightily.

"Come battle! A demon loyal to sentiment and justice."

Unclear of the truth, Meng Chuan lamented, tossing the head aside.

The water surface froze, shattering as he ascended, wielding a grand halberd and charging towards the Croc Demon.

The sky’s silver shadow crashing like a comet, the water’s black shadow rising like a dragon.

Boom—!

The blade ray and halberd wind intertwined, swallowing each other, silver and black hues splattered explosively, colliding without reservation!

The subduing demon briefly withdrew the rod to spin around, aiming to kill at the right side, Bo Gang’s blade tip caught by the crescent, unable to evade, locked in a struggle.

"Such immense power!"

Meng Chuan’s gums bled slightly, his double biceps intertwining like entangled roots, channeling all his strength to the ten fingers gripping onto the halberd, pressing down hard.

"This guy can’t possibly be human!"

Bo Gang roared internally, even his neck trembling, using force to resist.

His long crocodilian snout, a few sharp teeth in the front rows, were shattered and cracked by the subduing demon’s force.

A massive ring of Qi waves swept out, scattering into a circle, the soldiers along the Wei River being pushed away, rolling in a heap.

"Stay back, don’t get close!"

The officer was dead, Long Jiu stepped out to maintain order.

He applied medicine to a long narrow gash on his stomach with his left hand, the wound deep but slowly stopping to bleed with the aid of precious medicine.

Wiping cold sweat from his forehead, he stared in disbelief at the battle between the two figures on the river.

"This rascal, so strong already..."

Long Jiu smiled, deeply moved.

At the same time, Chen Jing was equally shocked beyond measure.

He knew in his heart that this junior brother of his would surpass him sooner or later.

But he hadn’t expected this day to come so soon!

Meng Chuan had just entered the third stage!

Yet he could single-handedly fight and kill one, then crush Bo Gang, the Divine Son of their three-person group!

No wonder he was hailed as the strongest Martial Extreme True Inheritance in United University history!

What a monster...

This was also what Cui Kai was thinking at this moment. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

He had seen with his own eyes, not long ago, Meng Chuan and his third-rate junior Lee Yuansheng, the two of them fought back and forth.