Chapter 881


    Two pheasants flew out from the grass.


    desman Divus sighed and casually waved his hand. The sword.


    next to him flew directly toward Nash.


    When Nash saw that, he hopped onto the sword.


    desman Divus lifted his right index finger and middle finger together.


    The sword carried Nash to the top of Sigur Cliff.


    “Swordsman, your ten days are up. Today, I’lle to take your head


    to fulfill my promise to the Zell family!”


    His voice was like a bell, echoing in every direction.


    As he said that, Nash slowly appeared in front of The Swordsman.


    Nash got off the sword and stood on the edge of the cliff to face b


    He took off his sunsses and kept them in his coat pocket.


    The Swordsman sneered, “You’ve got quite the big mouth. I bet


    end your life with three shes!”


    As soon as he said that, he flew toward Nash in a blink of an eye.


    With his third eye, he foresaw The Swordsman in front of him, so he swiftly dodged him. Next, he


    swung his fist at him, creating a sonic


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    boom.


    His punch was like a dragon emerging from the sea. It was


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    unstoppable, and the explosion stirred up a violent storm.


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    The Swordsman frowned and withdrew the Seven Deadly Swords to dodge Nash’s fist.


    Boom!


    The rubble under The Swordsman’s feet started vibrating.


    Nash turned into an afterimage,unching frantic attacks on The


    Swordsman.


    Shadows of fists rained down on him like a violent storm.


    “Eight Deste Crumbling Fist!”


    The ck Wind Twins said simultaneously, standing outside the


    Duersons’s tent.


    desman Divus saw the reflection in the stream and squinted.


    On a mountain peak thousands of meters away, an enchanting man,


    in a ck robe was frowning.


    Duncan said in a deep voice, “What is ‘Eight Deste Crumbling F


    ck Gem did not want to answer his junior’s question.


    Master Peter turned to look at him.


    He smiled and said, “The Eight Deste Crumbling Fist is a long-los


    Heavenly Martial Technique!”


    Duncan looked intrigued. “Is it very powerful?”


    ck Gem said, “It depends on who’s using it. If I use it, Sigur Cliff


    would crumble to the ground with a single punch!”


    The color drained from Duncan’s face when he heard that.


    Dumbfounded, he said, “How… How is that possible?”


    Sigur Cliff was 800 meters above sea level and more than 200 meters


    in diameter. Even if ten tanks were to bombard it for a month and a


    half, it would barely make a dent.


    How could he tten Sigur Cliff with just one punch?


    Duncan was in disbelief that such words woulde out of ck


    Gem’s mouth.


    Rumble!


    A loud thunder brought Duncan back to reality in an instant.


    He looked up at the top of the mountain and saw countless one-meter


    -wide rocks exploding everywhere.


    It was utterly shocking!


    TiThe onlookers were so shocked that they forgot to dodge.


    Only when the sword forms in the sky sted the fall ocks into


    didust did theye to their senses, and they bowed in


    totoward desman Divus sitting by the stream.


    Meteanwhile, the National Martial Bureau and the Special S


    Department were petrified too.


    Bobby’s jaw was on the floor. “H-How is that possible?”


    The foforce of the punch caused arge area of the Sigur Cliff to


    copse.


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    Even those in peak Mystique Loyalty Realm would not be able to


    achieve that.


    Tristan’s deep gaze shone brilliantly. He turned his head and smirked. “Are you panicking, Mr. Olsen?”


    He was fortunate enough to have a good rtionship with Nash. He even provided jobs for the group of


    tomb robbers in the National


    Archaeological Institute.


    Bobby pretended not to hear him. He stared at Nash standing in the


    thick smoke.


    Tristan withdrew his gaze and looked up at Nash’s thin silhouette.


    Who would have imagined that the terrifying destruction just now was caused by that scrawny figure on


    the mountain?


    Otis lowered his gaze in contemtion.


    “Otis, where do you think Nash learned his punching technique?”


    Tristan turned sideways to look at Otis.


    “Of course, he learned it from Mr. Calcraft,” Otis said with a


    “How could Mr. Calcraft not teach such techniques to Fr


    Ind Lord? That’s unfair!” Tristan said bitterly.


    “Only those who are worthy of it can practice it. Otherwise, no how powerful the technique is, you won’t


    be able to grasp the


    essence of it!”