It Turns Out I am a Dao Ancestor

“Hehe, it turns out that you are actually looking for death!” Su Yiling sneered.

“We don’t know whether we will die or not, but if you don’t say it again, you may face your death soon!” he said.

This was just finished.

“Is it?” There was a sound. A silver-haired man who carried a heavy sword walked out of the Jade Lake Palace step by step.

“What? There is a man in the Jade Lake Palace?”

“Fuck it, what about the ruthless dao? Was it a lie?”

“My pure love is gone!” The disciples of the Heavenly Underworld Sect were full of bitter expressions staring at Chen Daoming. That kind of envy and jealousy could almost kill him.

The corner of Chen Daoming’s mouth raised, and he stroked a handful of silver hair with an arrogant expression, “Could only bully a girl! Let her go, come at me if you dare!”

“You red hair, what are you looking at? It’s you! Looks like a flamingo, but aren’t you embarrassed attacking a girl?” Chen Daoming pointed at Lie Yu and said.

“You! Die!” Lie Yu gritted his teeth and rushed towards Chen Daoming. For a while, two people scuffled together.

“Ding …” Sound of metal clanging was constantly heard. The sound of terrifying explosions was endless. The cultivator who was close by was directly severely injured by the aftermath.

The longer it took, the more intense the fight. Lie Yu was pressured by Chen Daoming without power to fight back.

“This ….. how is that possible?!”

“What is his physical body made of? It is harder than a medium-grade spirit weapon!”

“It hurts me!”

“How can I encounter this monster? How can I kill him? It’s troublesome!” Lie Yu murmured, with a bitter expression on his face.

“Boom …” There was a loud noise. The two were separated.

Lie Yu was knocked back, and it took a lot of strength to stabilize his figure.

“Poof …” One mouthful of blood spit it out. He looked at Chen Daoming with fear on his face.

“Hmph, he can’t beat me if he suppresses his own strength like this. It’s a waste!” Chen Daoming sighed secretly and then stared at Lie Yu with a sneer.

“Boom …” He kicked his right leg, hitting the air with constant exploding sound.

After just one step, he stood in front of the Lie Yu, “Since you are willing to be a thug, then die!”

After speaking, Chen Daoming raised his foot and stomped down towards Lie Yu.

“My Lord, help me!” Seeing this scene, Lie Yu was so scared that he shouted loudly.

“Stop!” With a loud shou, a figure came quickly. In an instant, he stood in front of Chen Daoming.

He was two meters tall, and his strong muscles seemed to break through his armor, his whole body exuded an aura of destruction.

He covered his face, so people were unable to see his appearance. He glanced at Lie Yu, and his voice was cold, “Huh, what a waste!”

Then, the masked man stared at Chen Daoming and looked at him carefully. In the early stage of Void Transformation, he was a realm lower than himself. It was indeed better than that waste, Luo Liuyan.

“Luo Liuyan, it turns out that you are just a green tea bitch(1). Finding a lover that is not even as good as me, you are just pretending to be noble!”

The masked man muttered to himself and shook his head for a while. “Today, see how I killed your lover!”

Thinking of this, the masked man raised his mouth and said, “Boy, let him go!”

“Oh, what if I don’t?” Chen Daoming said.

“Then you will be dead!” The masked man said.

“Really?” After speaking, Chen Daoming raised his foot and stamped it down severely.

“No!”

“Don’t you dare!” Two loud shouts sounded at the same time.

“Kacha …” Lie Yu’s skull cracked, red and white things were scattered as he was killed on the spot.

Quiet. It was tranquil. Everyone stared at this scene blankly and couldn’t believe it. The seventh-class sect master was stomped to death? Can’t even resist a bit?

All the disciples of the Heavenly Underworld Sect were so scared that their expressions changed drastically. When the Heavenly Underworld sect master was there, the Heavenly Underworld Sect was the sixth-class sect. Now that the Heavenly Underworld sect master was dead, the sect has naturally fallen to the seventh-class sect.

In the whole sect, who was this guy’s opponent? What to do? Many people’s legs trembled, and their complexions changed again. Escape? What was the difference with death?

The masked man looked at Chen Daoming angrily. He pointed to Chen Daoming, “Good, good! Since you want to die so much, I will help you!”

After speaking, the masked man rushed towards Chen Daoming. The two men fought fiercely.

“Ding …” The metal clanging sounded continuously. Neither of them used weapons and relied on just their flesh strength. Their flesh was indestructible like a magic weapon. The onlookers looked at the scene, dumbfounded.

“Boom …” There was a loud noise, and they separated. The two people looked at each other.

“Damn, how could he be physically stronger than me?” The masked man’s right hand was trembling. His face was full of disbelief.

What I practiced by myself is the strongest physical body cultivation method in the Supreme Court.

With blood, I can crack the middle-grade spirit weapon with bare hands. Although the realm was only up to the early stage of Mahayana, even if I encounter a perfection Mahayana Realm cultivator, I can kill him with my bare hands.

Now, in the face of a brat who was in the early stage of Void Transformation, he didn’t even have the power to fight back? How was this possible?

“Does it hurt? The pain proves that you are still alive!”

“If you only have these ticks, you can die!”

Chen Daoming held the long sword in his hand and began to draw his sword.

“Hmph, just a little trick, die!” The masked man rushed towards Chen Daoming.

At this time, the long sword was pulled out slowly.

“Om…”

The sound of a long sword rubbing its scabbard sounded, making people’s ears rang. The horrifying sword intent, centered on Chen Daoming, jolted in all directions.

It was like a vast mountain exploding.

“Boom …”

A group of cultivators who were close to was like cannonballs, blasted into all directions. Those with low strength were directly shaken into ash and disappeared on the spot.

“Boom …”

There was no exception for the masked man. He was struck hard and fell to the ground, vomiting blood. Before the sword was pulled out, he was seriously injured!

He looked at Chen Daoming and shook his head again and again, with a look of disbelief!

“How can he have such a powerful sword intent? It’s fake. It must be fake!”

“Haha …..” Chen Daoming retracted the long sword and stood in front of the masked man, “Do you know the biggest difference between you and a pig?”

“You …” The masked man’s chest tightened, and there was nothing to say.

“The biggest difference is that pigs have always been pigs, and you can’t even compare to pigs!” After speaking, Chen Daoming lifted his foot and kicked hard.

“Boom …”

The blood spilled, and the masked man flew horizontally on the ground. He curled up like a shrimp and looked miserable. At the corner of his mouth, black and red blood kept flowing. He was losing his vitality rapidly. A kick made the masked man suffer a severe injury!

“He fought against me and was still hiding his strength?”

“His strength is so terrifying. It is troublesome!” Thinking about this, the masked man’s scalp numb. He took a deep breath and yelled vigorously.

“Chai Yuanchu, what else are you looking at? Come and save me!” The sound rolled out like thunder.

1. Seemingly innocent and charming, but dissipated and superficial. The sly version of White Lotus.