The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1727

Six top supreme masters, led by the holy lord of the Rudimentary Holy Land who held an ultimate magical treasure, simultaneously dashed towards Elder Sharp.

However, Elder Sharp's strength was beyond their imagination.

He lifted the nine-layer scarlet pagoda on his hand, and red forces instantly filled every inch of the space. The void continued to collapse wherever it passed, almost entirely unstoppable.

The six strong cultivators' attacks were blocked by the power of the ultimate magical treasure.

That magic treasure was one of the most powerful in the entire world, and he had utilized it in its full extremes. No wonder why he did not dodge the combined attacks of the six cultivators.

So instead, he instantly rushed forward, his figure almost completely integrating into the air.

The terrifying speed he employed could only be matched by very few people in the world. He was as light as smoke, almost ethereal, and his moves were very much unpredictable.

He rushed to one of the men––the senior reclusive master from the Shen Clan in particular.

With the scarlet nine-layer pagoda on his right hand, he waved his left hand clasped into a fist, punching that poor master from the Shen Clan.

When the former flashed right before the supreme master's face, every strand of the latter's hair rose and froze. Sensing a great danger about to befall on him, he turned around in an attempt to flee.

However, the nine-layer scarlet pagoda emitted an immensely terrifying aura––almost as vast as the sea––instantly drowning the senior reclusive elder of the Shen Clan.

Bang!

Elder Sharp's fist slashed out, directly tearing open a crack in the space and smashing onto the chest of the senior reclusive elder of the Shen Clan.

The senior reclusive elder shouted in panic and discreetly used a secret skill. He ingeniously transformed his entire body into a thin-like piece of paper, trembling backward with the wind.

It was a signature secret skill of the Shen Clan, which could be used during fighting. The stronger the attack from the rival was, the lesser the chances of anyone from the Shen Clan from getting hurt.

Yet, even with all the effort, it seemed to be in vain. Elder Sharp's fist might appear to be frail and weak, but it could still launch a punch or two.

Puff!

And with that one massive blow, the piece of paper––who was really the senior reclusive elder of the Shen Clan––was immediately frozen as it flew in the air.

He spat out a mouthful of blood as his body wobbled like a broken kite in flight, descending far away in no direction. No one knew whether he survived that assault or not.

Everyone, who witnessed the entire scene, was nailed on the ground, shocked and utterly dumbfounded at what happened. A senior reclusive elder from an aristocratic family was severely injured and defeated in just a single swing of an arm.

This had never happened in the East Mainland before.

In fact, those senior reclusive elders from aristocratic families were the most powerful cultivators who enjoyed the highest status in the East Mainland. They stood at the top of the pyramid in the entire realm of warriors. With their reputation, no one would dare to compete with them.

But now, the tables had turned. A senior reclusive elder actually lost a battle. More than that, he was ultimately defeated in just one move!

Bang!

Elder Sharp's figure rose high in the air upon activating the nine-layer scarlet pagoda, radiating an unimaginable power that scattered in all directions.

The surging pressure of the red ocean seemed to have opened an unparalleled and deviously rogue abyss. It was pervading as if it was going to swallow the entire world around it.

Beads of cold sweats formed on the foreheads of the remaining five top martial artists because of sheer fear.

Elder Sharp's application and utilization of the ultimate magical treasure was ingeniously marvelous at its finest. He had truly displayed the weapon's most significant power in extremes.

"Don't disconnect your unified strength. Let's fight together!

Otherwise, none of us can beat this old man!"

the holy lord of the Rudimentary Holy Land cried out in fear.

Boom!

The five martial artists charged at the same time and employed their most reliable and best attacks. Together, they jointly dashed towards Elder Sharp in hopes of ultimately taking him down.

Five dragons of horrifying power continuously roared and dashed towards Elder Sharp.

Amidst that impending unified assault on him, Elder Sharp threw the nine-layer scarlet pagoda into the air.

It gradually expanded in the wind and instantly grew to hundreds of meters high.

Elder Sharp then stretched out his hand and pointed at the pagoda.

The majestic scarlet pagoda suddenly fell into the air.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The void was utterly smashed into pieces, and a crack of a few hundred meters wide, much like a pitch-black and calm river, materialized before Elder Sharp.

All five energy dragons controlled by the five supreme masters all were thrust inside the space hole and disappeared in an instant as if they had been sucked in a bottomless abyss.

'Elder Sharp could absorb his opponents' attacking power and used it to his own advantage! What a clever combat technique!' everyone, who witnessed what just happened, thought in awe.

This Elder Sharp had lived a couple hundred thousand years. No wonder his fighting styles were brilliantly terrifying.

"Kill him!" the five top martial artists yelled at the top of their lungs.