Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation Chapter 363: Exterminating Song Que

Song Que only felt a surging Holy Might pressing on him, like a small mountain weighing on his body. His Martial Spirit trembled, and his Essence became chaotic. His legs stopped listening to him.

Before Song Que could react, the Azure Dragon struck. The clothes on his upper body ripped, and a large bloody hole appeared in his chest; he flew back a hundred meters.

The Azure Dragon circled and returned to Xiao Chen’s arm. It was now very dim; only a faint image remained.

On the platform, the previously silent Elder Yan’s expression changed greatly when he saw the azure-colored true dragon. He was startled. Azure Dragon Martial Spirit... How could it be the Azure Dragon Martial Spirit?

[TL note: The flood dragons are not considered true dragons. Something like a close relative but not as powerful.]

Xiao Chen took a few steps and walked over to the severely injured Song Que. His eyes were scarlet and his face sullen as he lifted Song Que.

“Song Que, I have no grudges with you. You are a peak Martial King, yet you tried to kill me over and over again. I have endured you until today, and still, you refuse to let me go.” Xiao Chen shouted as he grabbed Song Que’s collar.

“Don’t kill me. I am the Biyun Peak Master. If you kill me, you will die as well,” Song Que said with a horrified expression. The fear in his heart made him give up all of his pride.

“Xiao Chen, stop!” The First Elder Jiang Chi tried to stop him. No matter what, Song Que was still a Peak Master of the Heavenly Saber Pavilion. They could not let him die at the hands of an outsider.

Xiao Chen ignored Jiang Chi and simply punched with his right hand, crushing Song Que’s brain.

Liu Ruyue’s heart vessels had shattered in place of Xiao Chen’s. Regardless of whoever begged for mercy, he must kill this person.

“Hu chi!”

A red light flashed on the platform. It was a palm strike moving toward Xiao Chen with lightning speed.

“Old Fogey, try moving further forward and see what happens,” a tender voice warned.

Right as Elder Yan’s palm was about to strike Xiao Chen,

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