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The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 940

"Fleeing?

It's too late!"

Austin shouted.

After summoning the Thunderbolt Movement Skill, Austin chased the steward from the Sky Sect.

As Austin neared the steward, he swung his fist.

The tall and skinny steward's cultivation base had reached the preliminary stage of Astral Realm.

He could thus, feel the tremendous power surging behind him.

He froze for an instant as shock coursed through him. Then, the steward turned and tried to defend against Austin's attack by using the martial skill of his vital energy force.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom……"

Suddenly, earth-shattering thunder exploded, and lightning danced and ripped through a dark and greying sky that reminded the onlookers of doomsday described in ancient books.

Unceasing storms of thunder and lightning bolts bombarded the land all around the cultivators.

"Ah!"

The steward howled, as a lightning bolt struck him.

"Boom!"

Austin didn't focus on the streaks of lightning that struck his body. Instead, he directed all his energy toward his attacks.

"Thump!"

Austin's punch hit the steward's charred body, and it turned into ashes that scattered in the fierce wind.

In the next instant, scores of lightning bolts landed on Austin—each burning his flesh, turning it a ghastly black that oozed blood. His flesh sizzled and the stench of scorched skin diffused into the air.

Luckily, the thunder unicorn's beast soul that had enclosed Austin's body absorbed most of the energy from the lightning.

Austin held the Thunder Elixir in both hands and watched as it soaked up the power of the lightning.

Even though extreme pain coursed through his lightning-struck body, Austin knew that the injuries were minor and that he hadn't been severely hurt.

The beast soul of the thunder unicorn and the Thunder Elixir were the magic treasures that allowed Austin to endure the lightning.

Other people at the scene were also struck by lightning, to a greater or lesser extent.

Everyone was frightened and summoned their magic treasures to defend against the wild lightning.

The purple-haired youth, Winnie, and Mr. Gold Hand also used their holy weapons to resist the lightning.

No one dared to move swiftly because the quicker they moved, the more susceptible they would be to the lightning strikes. Thus, their chances of being targeted by the bolts of lightning would increase tremendously.

...... ......

The crowd was unable to believe what had just happened. They were dumbfounded!

Perplexed, they watched speechlessly.

"Hey, come on! That's far from enough!" Austin shouted to the lightning sky as he wanted more lightning bolts to strike down.

Austin suddenly launched the Thunder Elixir in his hands. Soon, the Thunder Elixir released a spate of stick-sized lightning bolts that converged with the lightning in the sky above the palace.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom..."

Austin's plan did work. Releasing the Thunder Elixir led to the discharge of several hundred bolts of lightning. These strikes mercilessly bombarded Austin.

"Now, it's your turn!"

Despite his injuries and the most recent bombardment that Austin had to endure, he summoned his bodily movement skill that allowed him to move like a whirlwind. In a flash, he was standing in front of another Sky Sect steward.

However, that steward did not notice Austin. He had been busy injecting his vital energy force into the yellow flag that he held in his hands. As he did so, the flag emitted yellow light, like sunshine, which allowed the steward to resist the lightning strikes.

Austin employed his Demon-creating Skill and Spiritual Sense Flying Spear simultaneously to attack the steward's Soul Sea.

Two fists, as large and destructive as meteors, shot out.

"Thump!"

The busy steward had no time to dodge Austin's powerful punch.

Streaks of lightning fell on Austin's body the entire time he fought with his adversaries.

Overwhelmed, Austin faltered and almost fell to the ground.

"It hurts!"

Austin's flesh exploded every time a bolt of lightning hit him. He had endured so many lightning strikes that his body was dreadful to look at. While in some places, his skin had charred, in other areas, open wounds dripped blood. In some places, one could even see Austin's bones! Austin grimaced and tried to bear the tremendous pain.

Fortunately, the Thunder Elixir and the beast soul of the thunder unicorn continued to absorb the lightning's power. This was great for Austin as it meant that he was protected from internal injuries caused by the lightning strikes.

"Austin!"

The Holy Son of the Sky Sect, the purple-haired youth, had witnessed how Austin had annihilated two of the sect's stewards in the blink of an eye.

His face twisted, and he roared with outrage.

Without thinking, the youth charged at Austin.

"Holy Son, please calm down for a moment.

Austin is exerting himself, and it is increasing the intensity of the lightning strikes. In my opinion, he wants to die a glorious death, and he wants us to perish with him!

It would be better if we retreated."

The remaining two stewards desperately tried to placate and stop the purple-haired youth.

"Let's see who will survive the battle today!" countered Austin.

Though charred from numerous lightning strikes, Austin was still admirably determined and persistent.

Without waiting for his opponent to reply, Austin launched the Thunder Elixir in his hands. Streaks of lightning were aimed at the sky above the palace.

Austin seemed to be in a state of madness. Even though he knew that moving faster would cause more lightning bolts to be released, he raced forward. Perhaps he intended to provoke the lightning sky above the palace.

The sky as though spurred by Austin rolled and roared with greater intensity than before.

Lightning bolts fell like hail in a furious storm, targeting all the cultivators before the palace gates.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom..."

Continuous rounds of lightning strikes besieged the square. No one could find a safe corner to hide.

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