Cultivation Begins with Skill Points-Chapter 244 Shakyamuni’s Elephant Throwing

Facing Zhong Lin’s terrifying sword, the middle-aged man in front of him showed no panic. He raised his long sword as well, slashing through the air, whistling out, and the Sword Qi twisted fiercely, colliding hard with Zhong Lin’s Spiritual Origin Great Sword.

The other four people on his left and right sides also performed the same move, each slashing out Sword Qi, mobilizing Spiritual Origin, fiercely driving it, joining together, their movements and breath in unison.

"Endless Sea Five Waves."

The middle-aged lady on the left, with cold phoenix eyes, spat out five words like pearls and jade, seemingly reminding the other four how to use their technique’s power.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

Five loud bangs.

Five long swords, in sequence, moved in a clever way, shaking Zhong Lin’s slash.

Although these five were at the Spirit Sea Realm, their Spiritual Origin was not profound; they seemed to have just entered the Spirit Sea Realm and should have been far from being a match for Zhong Lin. However, they used their Spiritual Origin with great skill and grace, experienced in countless battles, leveraging power against power. The five swords slashed consecutively, wave after wave, actually holding off Zhong Lin’s mighty sword strike.

"Interesting, you’ve actually trained in combined attack techniques. Take another move from me, let’s see if you can break it."

Murder flashed in Zhong Lin’s eyes. He withdrew his Spiritual Origin, then struck again, this time dividing it into five parts, each forming a Sword Shadow, aiming to slay the five people.

"Trying to defeat us one by one? Unfortunately, the five of us have cultivated together; our Spiritual Origins can connect."

The pale-faced middle-aged man sneered, rotating his Spiritual Origin, and his long sword in hand gained the support of power, the Sword Qi dancing like dragons and snakes, meeting Zhong Lin’s incoming sword light again.

"Die for me."

Zhong Lin was waiting for this moment. With lightning speed, the five sword lights suddenly converged, merged into one, and with a single strike severed the long sword in the pale-faced middle-aged man’s hand, slashing into his torso.

"No!"

The pale-faced middle-aged man’s face changed, a desperate roar erupted. His body suddenly exploded, Sword Qi burst out, tearing his body apart, turning flesh and bones into pulp.

The pale-faced middle-aged man, killed by Zhong Lin in one move.

"Second Brother."

The middle-aged lady cried out in shock, her face already blood-red, watching helplessly as Zhong Lin killed her own brother.

The other people were also dumbfounded for a moment, no matter how they thought, they couldn’t imagine that such a situation would occur in merely a breath’s time. The surrounded prey not only refused to be captured but instead killed their own brother.

"Sword Step."

Zhong Lin stepped forward, enveloped in sword light, appearing instantly in front of the middle-aged lady like a stream of light.

The long sword in his hand swept across, light bursting forth, slashing over in a swoosh, Sword Radiance gathered into a line, with fierce murderous aura directly targeting the middle-aged lady’s head.

The sword momentum was fierce.

The middle-aged lady’s pupils shrank, a sense of fear surged in her heart. At this moment, she no longer had the courage to continue fighting Zhong Lin, but instead, panickedly fled backward.

With this sword, she only felt illusions emerging in front of her, her opponent’s Sword Qi completely enveloped her mind, seemingly restraining her, unable to move, like a fish on a chopping board awaiting slaughter.

The power of one sword, reaching such an extent, was simply earth-shattering.

"Everyone, attack together, kill him."

An old man with white hair standing behind Zhong Lin shouted angrily.

The others dared not slack off, all making attacks, violent Spiritual Origin shrouded the entire Sky Dragon Gorge.

Facing these attacks coming from all directions, Zhong Lin made no attempt to dodge but instead activated the Dragon Elephant Golden Body.

A faint golden light flashed around his body, enduring these attacks, determined to kill the middle-aged lady.

"Better to break one finger than injure ten."

"Slash!"

"No."

The middle-aged lady screamed miserably, in an instant following in the footsteps of that pale-faced middle-aged man, her entire body was slashed into two halves.

"Beast, I’ll kill you."

The white-haired old man, seeing yet another brother’s tragic death, was furious, his eyes cracking, directly swinging a punch.

As this punch swung out, air within a hundred feet around exploded, causing boundless winds and waves.

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As the white-haired old man’s fist swung, a majestic mountain phantom rose, and when the iron fist reached its highest point, the heavy mountain suddenly exploded, a huge iron fist, with an unstoppable momentum, smashed towards Zhong Lin’s head.

"Mountain Splitting Fist Technique, first style, Powerful Mountain Splitting."

With a punch, the white-haired old man roared, the void shook, and Spiritual Origin overflowed.

The sword light enveloping Zhong Lin’s body was actually shattered by him head-on, relying on the overbearing Mountain Splitting Fist Technique, forcefully smashed to pieces, dissolving both.

"Mountain Splitting Fist Technique, second style, Thunderous Mountain Opening."

The white-haired old man used this firm and overbearing fist technique, breaking through the protective sword light on Zhong Lin with one move, then immediately leaped in, taking large strides, forcing his way within five feet of Zhong Li, another wide open and closed move, fiercely slashing over.

"Boom!"

In this fist momentum, layers of mountains emerged, with heavy thunderclouds on the mountains, a sky-shaking Thunder fell from the thunderclouds, and with a single stroke shattered the mountains, in the blink of an eye, all mountains and thunder merged into the fist momentum. The old man was like a Thunder Vajra, with a world-crushing momentum, pressing towards Zhong Lin.

"Good fist technique!"

Seeing the power and mightiness of this punch, Zhong Lin couldn’t help but secretly praise it.

This punch was different from the first one, with a trace of thunder and electricity in the fist momentum, an overwhelming momentum that caught people off guard.

"What a pity such a powerful fist technique is used by you, a pirate; truly a pearl thrown into the dark."

"Dragon Elephant Strength, Shakyamuni’s Elephant Throwing."

Zhong Lin laughed heartily, abandoned the sword, stepped forward, instead of retreating, he advanced, simultaneously displaying the "Shakyamuni’s Elephant Throwing" move from the Dragon Elephant Golden Body.

In an instant, the whole sky above Sky Dragon Gorge experienced strong winds, elephant cries filled the whole space, a giant statue phantom appeared behind Zhong Lin, bringing endless oppression, fell from the air, smashed towards the white-haired old man’s transformed iron fist.

Bam!

Fist against fist, again turning into nothingness.

The closer the Mountain Splitting Fist Technique gets, the greater its power, incomparably strong, while Zhong Lin’s Shakyamuni’s Elephant Throwing uses boundless great strength, powerfully suppresses.

Under the force of sixteen thousand pounds, the white-haired old man’s face changed drastically, a crackling sound came from the bone of his arm, then with a muffled sound, it directly shattered, turning into a mist of blood.

"Die!"

Zhong Lin grinned, punching again, this time aiming at the white-haired old man’s head.

Covered in Fist Intent, the already injured white-haired old man had no strength to dodge, his eyes filled with fear as Zhong Lin’s fist grew larger.

Bang!

Like a watermelon, the white-haired old man’s head collapsed on the spot, red and white splattered in the void, falling into the sea below.

In just a few breaths of time, three of the ten pirates fell, among them their leader.

At this moment, the remaining seven pirates had completely lost the courage to fight, looking in fear at Zhong Lin standing in the void, who appeared like a God Demon.

"Run!"

There was no need for more shouting; the remaining seven turned around and fled in different directions, at this moment wishing their parents had given them two more legs.