Chapter 杀 Kill
Chapter 杀 Kill
Chapter 杀 Kill
As the three great experts unleashed their ultimate techniques simultaneously,

the entire Chijiao Army on the snowfield roared in unison, their earth-shattering killing intent rising up in all directions.

In an instant, the heavens and earth dimmed!

The surging aura of war and slaughter enveloped the entire battlefield like a tangible substance, and the void was filled with the baleful aura of countless battles.

Immediately, An Qisheng felt the air in the entire battlefield become heavy, pressing in on him from all directions.

The invisible military formation tangibly affected the void, disrupting the spiritual energy of the entire battlefield.

Chijiao Locks the Sky!

Using the invisible military formation to disrupt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, sealing off the path for experts of the Divine Meridian realm to take to the skies!

This was precisely the method used by the Chijiao Army to resist and kill those in the Divine Meridian!

This was the essence of a battle formation, the essence of military might!

Qi Meridians exchanged true qi with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and Divine Meridians interfered with spiritual energy with divine will, but when the surrounding void was filled with a dense, almost tangible military formation and baleful aura, even Qi Meridians and Divine Meridians would have their connection to heaven and earth severed.

Even Yang Lin and Cao Tiangang, who descended from the sky, were no exception, with the sole exception of the army's commander, Ji Chonghua!

Being within the battle formation, one person's will connected with the will of ten thousand Chijiao Army soldiers.

With the military might bolstering him, he could unleash even greater power than usual!

"He's dead for sure. There's no escape..."

Martial artists watching from more than ten miles away couldn't help but turn pale, feeling that if they were in that position, even being ten or a hundred times stronger wouldn't save them.

Amidst their horror, they also truly felt the imperial court's attitude.

Once they made a decision, there was no hesitation or delay. They didn't negotiate or discuss, but directly annihilated any threat with thunderous force.

Even watching from afar made their minds sway.

Being the first to bear the brunt, bound by the military formation within the battlefield, and enveloped in all the killing intent, what terrifying pressure would An Qisheng endure?

In just an instant, the hairs on An Qisheng's body stood on end, and a sense of crisis like a tidal wave surged and escalated in his heart.

A deadly strike!

A truly deadly strike!

The situation was extremely dangerous, and even a Divine Meridian Grandmaster would change color in this situation.

However, amidst the icy killing intent, An Qisheng's expression didn't change, as if he had expected all of this.

In fact, the moment he set foot in Zhong Province, he had already sensed the impending crisis.

He had anticipated this moment and prepared for it.

While it was certainly possible to avoid danger, if he did, his trip here would be meaningless.

"Three Divine Meridians..."

An Qisheng slowly lowered his gaze, the crimson-gold spear held horizontally in front of him, grasped in his palm.

His clothes fluttered, his white hair danced, and the spear hummed and vibrated as if a fierce dragon was about to break free.

But his figure was very steady, seemingly without even a tremor, as if listening to the spear's vibration, or comprehending the rhythm of 'divinity'.

On the boiling and noisy battlefield, he seemed even more out of place.

At this moment,

Cao Tiangang descended from the sky, his palm force powerful!

Yang Lin suddenly launched an attack, the Seven Kill Saber stirring up wind and clouds, killing both men and gods!

Ji Chonghua rode the dragon horse, man and horse as one, dragging his saber and slashing.

The saber spanned several miles like a dragon, and the majestic saber force connected with the killing intent of the ten thousand Chijiao cavalry, erupting with an indescribable brilliant saber light!

"Hmm? Seeing that things can't be done, so he doesn't resist, and closes his eyes to wait for death?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Ji Chonghua's eyes, and he felt somewhat doubtful.

But the saber light had already arrived, so he could only slash down!

Whoosh!

At this moment, An Qisheng suddenly moved.

His figure stood firmly on the ground, but his arm suddenly rose, and the crimson-gold spear cut through the sky.

His spear was fast to the extreme, and slow to the extreme.

It seemed to be the most ordinary spear technique, but as the spear swept across, the howling and boiling void seemed to calm down.

The whistling gale, the rampant true qi, the brilliant and fierce saber light and palm wind, all seemed to be trapped in an extremely viscous liquid.

It was as if the void had become mercury as this spear swept across!

"A dying struggle!"

In the sky, Cao Tiangang, feeling his palm force obstructed, let out a long roar.

His palms overlapped and fell, and the palm force rolled down like a waterfall, countless palm forces merging into one in an instant.

It slammed down with a bang!

"This is..."

Feeling the almost tangible void in front of the Seven Kill Saber, Yang Lin's pupils shrank.

This spear raised was like the first ray of dawn that pierced the night sky, dividing day and night, yin and yang.

It seemed extremely slow, but in reality, it was fast to the extreme.

The shadow of the spear still swept across slowly, but in reality, the spear had already been wielded countless times in the sky in an instant!

It wasn't that the air had really turned into a tangible substance, but that the extremely fast spear had already, in an instant, truly covered the entire void!

Between the flowing saber lights, in his eyes, he seemed to see the spear, as brilliant as a meteor, outlining a large pill furnace in the sky.

He could even feel the flames burning fiercely in the 'pill furnace', about to spew out!

Whoosh whoosh~~~

There seemed to be firelight burning in the viscous void.

An Qisheng stood on the ground, shaking and wielding the spear with all his might, the spear violently tearing through the air, emitting a raging flame like a meteor streaking across the sky.

This spear was actually the third form of the freestyle technique deduced by An Qisheng after Nantian Gate and the Execution Platform, the Eight Trigrams Furnace!

Summarizing the boxing techniques of the two realms, An Qisheng obtained three freestyle forms in total: the first form, Nantian Gate, was the starting form, the second form, Execution Platform, was the killing move, and this form, Eight Trigrams Furnace, was naturally the defensive form!

The legendary Eight Trigrams Furnace was a divine object that could melt all things in the world, and the furnace fire within was capable of burning and igniting everything.

No matter how violent a demon was, as long as it was in the Eight Trigrams Furnace, and the furnace fire didn't stop, it couldn't escape!

Martial arts had reached this point, all rivers flowed into the sea, the fist was the spear, the spear was the fist, and the freestyle technique was the preemptive move!

"What kind of spear technique is this?"

The thought flashed through Yang Lin's mind.

In the next instant, the combined attack of the three slammed down!

Clang!

It was as if a bronze bell had been struck, and the buzzing sound spread in all directions!

At this moment, the expressions of Ji Chonghua, Yang Lin, and Cao Tiangang changed simultaneously.

They only felt that the infinite killing intent and true qi were like clay oxen entering the sea, swallowed by the illusory 'pill furnace' that had been outlined!

No matter how violent, how murderous, or how infinite the true qi was, they would not be able to escape this 'pill furnace'!

The combined attack of the three was actually forcibly blocked!

"How is this possible?!"

Ji Chonghua's expression finally changed!

The military might of ten thousand Chijiao Army soldiers could disrupt the spiritual energy of the void, forming a pressure like a mountain, reducing their true qi by 20% and preventing them from communicating with heaven and earth.

Under such circumstances, how could that Daoist still withstand the full force of their attack?

Crack crack crack~~~

Under the scorching and misty void, An Qisheng's clothes fluttered, and his entire body's muscles and bones were enduring unimaginable pressure, so much so that even with his powerful physique, his muscles and bones were groaning in unbearable pain.

"Hoo!"

But in the next instant, An Qisheng roared, and his breath crashed heavily into the 'pill furnace' phantom outlined by the shadow of the spear in the void like thunder.

Buzz~

The pill furnace shook, vibrated, and trembled.

Then, in the horrified expressions of the three, the 'pill furnace' outlined by countless spear shadows, as if containing a volcano within,

exploded with a bang!

Rumble!

Countless spear shadows raged in all directions!

The airflow in the void was completely blasted by the fierce attack!

The sound of tens of millions of metal collisions echoed in all directions like rolling thunder, throughout the entire battlefield.

As the earth shook and rocks flew, the earth within hundreds of feet was immediately torn apart by the scattered collision aftermath, and some Chijiao cavalry who couldn't dodge in time were killed on the spot before they could even scream!

Rumble!

Earth and rocks flew, and gales exploded!

Everyone on the entire battlefield was horrified.

The martial artists watching from more than ten miles away stared in astonishment, and saw countless spear shadows tearing through the sky in the most central battlefield.

Like meteors, they dragged out blazing tails of fire.

In an instant, the world seemed to turn from midwinter to midsummer, and countless accumulated snow melted away in an instant, and those who were close were even vaporized in an instant!

The entire battlefield turned into a raging volcano!

The Eight Trigrams Furnace collapsed, and the Volcano emerged!

"Ah!"

Cao Tiangang, who had descended from the sky, let out a earth-shattering roar, and his powerful true qi burst out of his body:

"Invincible Tiangang!"

The spear shadows, which raged and surged like meteors breaking through the sky, completely submerged him.

Countless terrifying heavy blows landed on his powerful protective qi.

In the shocked eyes of countless people, he was actually knocked hundreds of feet into the air, shattered layers of airflow, and overturned layers of clouds!

Neigh~

Amidst a shrill neigh of the dragon horse, it was knocked off the ground and flew, and the boiling, lava-like blood was spilled over tens of feet in the sky!

"An Qisheng!"

Ji Chonghua, who landed in a sorry state with disheveled hair, roared angrily, raising his saber.

The fiery red armor on his body was full of potholes, and his cloak had been burned by the flames, making him extremely embarrassed under the roasting of the fire.

"Ah!"

As the first to draw his saber and assassinate, Yang Lin bore the brunt of the most violent impact.

In just an instant.

His protective qi wall had been pierced with countless spear shadows.

Yang Lin's eyes were bloodshot, and an unprecedented life-or-death crisis exploded in his heart.

Because An Qisheng, while roaring, stepped on the ground and shattered it, and while galloping, the spear moved like a dragon, sweeping across the sky in a semicircle, and as it fell diagonally,

it had already changed from the 'Eight Trigrams Furnace' to the 'Execution Platform'!

As the Execution Platform appeared, Yang Lin only felt a darkness in front of him, as if a knife was hanging over his neck, and life and death were only a hair's breadth away.

Under this spear, he felt an utter coldness.

He only felt that from his body to his soul, every tiny place seemed to be completely cut open and torn apart by this cold killing intent!

Zheng~

The cold, ruthless, and fierce saber light intertwined and raged like the howling of a demonic wolf, and the eerie baleful aura and killing intent soared into the sky. Yang Lin completely went berserk, and blood mixed with true qi spurted out from under his skin:

"Heavenly Human Seven Kills!!"

The long saber slashed through the air, and as the killing intent surged, it also slashed towards An Qisheng's neck, completely disregarding the spear shadow that came like a crescent moon, and wanting to perish together with him.

Fierce, resolute!

The cruel will permeated the sky like a tangible substance:

If you want to kill me, you will die too!

Chih~

But in the next instant, a soft sound.

An Qisheng strode a hundred feet away, and on the spear that he raised behind him, blood flowed on the red tassel.

Behind him, Yang Lin stood holding his saber.

His huge head soared into the sky with blood, flying very high, very high.