The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1917

Those cultivators looked back at Austin and gritted their teeth in anger. But they also realized that Austin was as strong as or even stronger than they were.

It was true that they too were strong cultivators, but they knew they did not possess the level of talent that Austin did. Thus, they made the prudent decision of not starting a fight with Austin. This would have just made things difficult for them and Austin alike.

At this time, Austin ran up to another semi-omnipotent herb and grabbed it quickly.

Austin turned back as he saw something glisten against the light from the corner of his eyes.

It was a pitch black spear which was finding its way towards him, the tip defiantly targeting the center of his chest.

Austin quickly raised his hand and slashed the black spear with a powerful beam of sword aura. Immediately, the sliced halves of the spear fell to the ground.

"You Imbecile! Why are you asking for your own death?"

A stiff figure appeared on the scene, threatening Austin. It was the Holy Son of the Nether Sect. He rushed to the semi-omnipotent herb and tried to grab it before Austin.

Austin's eyes were as cold as ice. There was no way he would let the Holy Son succeed let alone kill him.

With a wave of his hand, five streaks of sword auras appeared and formed an obscure sword array. It strangled the Holy Son of the Nether Sect violently. The immense power of the five-element law shook the space.

He didn't stop with that. Austin suddenly released his physical strength and launched a brutal punch at his opponent. Instantly, all his vital energy and blood were surging in the air. A blazing illusory divine fire rose from the surface of his body.

"Since you wish to die so badly, I'll give you a hand!"

The Holy Son of the Nether Sect said coldly, taking a moment to compose himself from the burn of Austin's punch. Then a black giant sword appeared in his hand and blocked all the five streaks of the Five-element Sword Aura.

Swoosh!

A black iron chain thrust out of his body. A strong sense of death emanated from the chain along with drops of bright red blood dropping from it. Faint sobs could be heard from within the metal that formed the chain.

The chain flew across the space towards Austin.

It was vibrating in a frenzy and tried to wrap itself around him.

Austin could not help but feel frightened in his heart because the aura of the iron chain was very peculiar. It had the power to strongly affect other people's emotions, making people want to give up resistance. It made them want to sacrifice themselves into the clutches of death.

However, Austin's spiritual sense was powerful enough and his spiritual soul was guarded by the spiritual tree. He wasn't as vulnerable as he'd feared.

Austin stretched out his hand and pulled the Infernal Sword out. His killing intent burst out from within himself and rushed forward.

They fought with each other like there was no tomorrow. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen rounds of attacks had transpired between them.

"Well, I must admit, I've underestimated your prowess!"

The Holy Son of the Nether Sect said to Austin, his tone just as icy as before.

As the Holy Son of an ancient sect in the Middle Pilgrim Land, he felt ashamed that a nobody like Austin had managed to fight him for so long.

"But do not be mistaken. You will still die!"

The Holy Son of the Nether Sect said coldly. There was a complete lack of emotion in his tone, which made it seem even more menacing.

Then, a terrible dark hurricane streamed out of his body and spun around crazily. It turned into a black hole from which the endless breath of death was being sent out.

Deep in the black hole, there were countless cold corpses floating up and down. There was something deeply horrifying about the scene.

Swoosh!

The black hole produced a terrible force which hit Austin in an instant and tried to pull him into it.

What was even more terrifying was that the black hole was expanding. It was coming at Austin like a mouth of hungry monster.

It made the hair on his skin stand on its ends.

The Nether Sect, as one of the ancient sects in the Middle Pilgrim Land, was indeed intimidating and formidable.

The Holy Son of the Nether Sect was so powerful and the cultivation method he practiced was very special.

The fact was that even Austin was finding it difficult to deal with him.

But He wasn't one to accept defeat. Under Austin's command, the Spiritual Pot rushed head first towards the head of the Holy Son of the Nether Sect.

At the same time, he raised his hands and five streaks of sword aura of different colors appeared. They formed an array and rushed towards the black hole.