Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 322: Chapter 320: Three Strikes to Annihilate Ryu Xue! (3 more)

“Boom!”

The massive dragon tail swept toward Guan Quan and Hai Yan, the Azure Dragon’s might was so strong, its roar carrying a soul-shaking terror that disturbed their state of mind.

The two of them resisted with all their might, but the Azure Dragon was incredibly fearsome, until at one moment, it finally broke through Hai Yan’s seemingly perfect defense, striking his chest.

In battles between such cultivation realms, it was almost always a fatal strike.

Hai Yan’s body exploded with a bang, and his Primordial Spirit screamed as it rushed out, seemingly in a state of panic.

However, just as his Primordial Spirit escaped, a figure in white suddenly appeared in front of it.

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Without any hesitation, Su Han grabbed it, and then, in front of Guan Quan’s widened eyes and Hai Yan’s terrified expression, he crushed it.

“Bang!”

A muffled sound rang out, another Dragon God Realm dead!

This type of death was true death, soul scattered and spirit extinguished, without any chance of reincarnation.

Looking down at that moment, under the ravaging of the White Tiger, the entire Flowing Snow Sect was in complete chaos.

The Outer Sect Disciples were almost completely annihilated, and the Inner Sect Disciples weren’t much better off, only those Pinnacle Disciples with stronger cultivation bases could run away, but there were still many who were killed.

Overall, at this moment the Flowing Snow Sect, with nearly two hundred thousand disciples, now had only over thirty thousand left!

And those one hundred and seventy thousand… all were slaughtered by Su Han alone!

“What a Su Baliu!”

Guan Quan’s eyes filled with blood, hoarsely said, “Our sect has finally completely understood the meaning behind your nickname, you alone are indeed equivalent to an Eighth-Rate Sect!”

From beginning to end, it was Su Han fighting alone, while the Flowing Snow Sect was an entire sect.

If there had been any doubt about the nickname Su Baliu before, then at this moment, there really was no need to doubt it anymore.

Su Han alone was nearly wiping out an Eighth-Rate Sect!

“Boom!”

Guan Quan made another desperate strike, repelling the dragon tail; at the same time, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

After such a prolonged battle, even though he had pills, they couldn’t instantly replenish his exhaustion—his dragon power was already scarce.

If it continued like this, without Su Han even personally taking action, Guan Quan would be worn down to death.

Seizing this opportunity, Guan Quan rapidly retreated, and during the retreat, he took out a crystal stone and directly crushed it!

“Superior Sect, I am Guan Quan, Sect Master of the Flowing Snow Sect. Today, the Flowing Snow Sect faces destruction, and the one responsible is Su Han of the God-Slaying Pavilion. Should I die, should our Flowing Snow Sect be destroyed, the Superior Sect must exact punishment!!!”

This sentence, following the light of the crystal stone, travelled farther and farther, eventually disappearing into the void.

Just after he finished speaking, Su Han’s figure had already charged over.

Guan Quan wanted to resist, but his face drastically changed, because the dragon power within his body was no longer enough to support the execution of any Dragon Technique, he could only watch helplessly as Su Han advanced to kill him.

“Su Baliu, even as a ghost, I will not let you go!!!” Guan Quan screamed.

“Don’t worry, you won’t even become a ghost.”

Su Han’s voice was calm as he smashed Guan Quan’s head with a palm, and his body burst open along with it.

“Swoosh!”

An illusory figure rushed out, it was Guan Quan’s Primordial Spirit.

He knew he might very well be killed, but still harbored a sliver of hope, hoping that Su Han was also overly exhausted, hoping that he couldn’t match his speed, hoping that Su Han wouldn’t pursue him further.

This was hope, yet also a delusion!

Because it was simply an impossible reality!

“Whoosh!”

The space suddenly twisted, the direction in which Guan Quan’s Primordial Spirit fled was completely sealed, and a large hand emerged from that space, grabbed Guan Quan’s Primordial Spirit without any hesitation, and directly, forcefully crushed it!

Until this moment, Peng Lei had died, Hai Yan had died, Guan Quan had died.

All three of Flowing Snow Sect’s Dragon God Realm members had been killed!

They were the spiritual pillars of Flowing Snow Sect, just as Su Han was the spiritual pillar of the Phoenix Sect. With their deaths, all the remaining disciples had seen the truth.

They were terrified, could not believe it, and had lost any desire to fight again.

Moreover, Bai Hu was too terrifying, killing upon contact, and immediately, their figures flickered as they ran in all directions.

With a slight stir of Su Han’s Divine Sense, Bai Hu continued to pursue, and Azure Dragon also roared and rushed out, slaughtering these remnants of Flowing Snow Sect.

As for Su Han himself, he charged directly into the Flowing Snow Sect.

Being a thousand-year-old Eighth-Rank Sect, Flowing Snow Sect was inevitably rich, a fact evident from Guan Quan.

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An hour later, Su Han’s figure reappeared above the void.

“The harvest is quite satisfactory.”

Looking at the space ring, which contained a large amount of spirit stones, various gold cards, silver cards, and many weapons.

One had to say, the Flowing Snow Sect was indeed very wealthy.

Over the years, Flowing Snow Sect had controlled several spirit stone veins and gold mines, even richer than the Palace of the Divine Maiden.

After that half-hour of looting, Su Han had roughly calculated that he had almost three hundred thousand Low-Grade spirit stones alone!

What did this mean?

A Low-Grade spirit stone could be sold for the high price of one million gold coins. These three hundred thousand Low-Grade spirit stones had a total value of a staggering three hundred billion gold coins!

However, for people at the cultivation realm like Su Han, gold coins were almost useless.

Besides spirit stones, the gold and silver from the gold cards and silver cards combined were also over forty billion, a horrifying amount that could sustain the Phoenix Sect’s cultivation for a very long time.

But for Su Han, this was still not enough.

Because he needed to revive Su Yunming and others, which would require at least close to a million spirit stones!

“The rest, I’ll take from Awe-Inspiring Sect and Seven Swords Palace!”

Su Han’s eyes flickered as he watched the fleeing Flowing Snow Sect disciples.

He soared into the air, standing about a kilometer high in the void, flipping his palm and the Purple Gold Level black long knife reappeared.

“Swoosh Swoosh Swoosh!”

Su Han made his move, slashing three times in succession!

Each slash, thousands of meters long, infused with the terrifying Cultivation Base of Su Han as a Fifth Order Grand Magus.

“Boom Boom Boom!”

Three consecutive loud noises echoed.

The first slash obliterated Flowing Snow Sect’s Outer Sect.

The second slash obliterated Flowing Snow Sect’s Inner Sect.

The third slash obliterated the core of Flowing Snow Sect!

With three slashes, Flowing Snow Sect was destroyed.

The place was in ruins, and anyone who came would not be able to tell that it had once been the residence of a thriving Eighth-Rate Sect.

And those fleeing disciples of Flowing Snow Sect, under those three slashes from Su Han, had nearly ten thousand more dead or injured.

Bai Hu and Azure Dragon, in their pursuit, had also killed more than ten thousand people.

At this moment, of the original two hundred thousand disciples of the Flowing Snow Sect, less than ten thousand remained, all extremely terrified and frantically fleeing in all directions.

Flowing Snow Sect had been completely annihilated!