Chapter 690

As the saying went, the battlefield was ever-changing.

That was exactly what Chen Fan had said.

No one would have thought that the Barbarians and the King of Zhenbei, who were at loggerheads just a moment ago, would suddenly form an alliance and target the mysterious Overlord with the Nation Suppressing Sword.

Xu Qi'an licked his lips as the five Overlords looked at him at the same time and let out a ferocious and bloodthirsty smile.

"You seem excited. Do you really think you can fight against five Overlords with the Nation Suppressing Sword? "The King of Zhenbei narrowed his eyes and sneered.

"Judging by your energy, you are also a third-rank Overlord. Since the Blood Pill is not effective enough, I will use your Life Essence to make up for it."

The Life Essence of a third-rank Overlord was comparable to the Blood Pill. To be more precise, the King of Zhenbei made the Blood Pill to use the Life Essence to push him to the second rank.

The Life Essence of a third-rank Overlord was as powerful as the Blood Pill. To be more precise, the King of Zhenbei made the Blood Pill to use the Life Essence to push him to the second rank.

The Blood Pill made from 300,000 civilians was the Life Essence, and so was the Blood Essence of a third-rank Overlord.

Zhu Jiu and Lucky Zhigu licked their lips when they heard the North Vanquishing King's words.

Usually, there was not such a good opportunity to surround and kill a third-grade martial artist. The Barbarian Tribe and the Demon Tribe were allies. They had two Third-rank Martial Artists. Although the Northern Region only had one Third-rank Martial Artist, the North Garrison King had the home advantage.

He was already a tough nut to crack. Secondly, the Northguard King would not defend the Chu Zhou City to the death. He and Zhu Jiu could not stop a Rank-3 who only wanted to escape.

However, if they failed to kill the North Zhenbei King, they would only incur the wrath of the Great Consecrator. They were afraid that Wei Yuan would lead his army north again.

Therefore, there were occasional conflicts between the two sides, but there were no large-scale battles like this.

However, it was different now. It was five peak experts surrounding a Third Grade Martial Artist. Even if the other party had the Nation Suppressing Sword, it would at most be like a needle poking into a barbecue. It would be difficult to eat, but it would just be difficult.

Under everyone's gaze, Xu Qi'an stabbed the Nation Suppressing Sword into the ground, raised his hands, raised his head, and let out a hoarse laugh.

"After being suppressed for so long, I can finally release my strength to my heart's content. Five Rank-3 yellow-haired kids are barely enough for me to eat."

Then, he raised a finger and announced, "The first stage."

The North Conqueror King and the others raised their eyebrows. They felt that the other party was either bluffing or had lost his self-awareness due to the power of the Blood Pill.

Hey, Master, you are too arrogant. Although you may have been very strong when you were alive, you are now just a broken arm and a remnant soul … Xu Qi 'an also felt that there was something wrong with Shinshu's state.

Every time he revealed his indestructible body, Shen Shu would become strange. His temperament would change drastically, as though he was a completely different person.

"King the King" Overlord.

The Magus snorted coldly, opened his palm, and aimed it at Xu Qi 'an.

What he wanted to say was "die". He wanted to use the Killing Curse to give this crazy Overlord a heavy blow.

But halfway through the word "die", "Xu Qi 'an" suddenly pressed his index finger against his lips. In an exaggerated tone, he lowered his voice and said, "Shh, shut your mouth."

In an instant, the King felt his mouth was sealed by an invisible force. No matter how hard he tried, he could not make a sound.

Xu Qi'an then disappeared and attacked at close range.

A dazzling light burst out. Outsiders could not see the details of the battle at all. They could only feel the intensity of the battle through the thunderous explosions.

Then, a figure flew out. After activating his Qi and blood, this Witchcraft Religion Wizard's body expanded. He was originally bigger than the green giant Lucky Zhigu.

But now he was beaten back to his original size. His chest was caved in, and there was a clear hole in his abdomen. His left hand was cut off at the shoulder, and the cut was even.

The High Rank Wizard quickly retreated. In the process, he activated his Qi and blood, using the power of the Ninth Rank Blood Spirit to repair his wounds and reconstruct his broken arm.

"Be careful, he has no weakness. I can't find his weakness," the Wizard said in a low voice.

The Third Rank Wizard was called "Spiritual Wisdom". They could see the enemy's weakness and flaws in their moves, and then plan an effective attack or counterattack plan for themselves.

The biggest characteristic of Spiritual Wisdom was that they could deal with things with ease. They were like superior experts. No matter how crazily you attacked, they would always be able to resolve it calmly.

"You are from the Buddhism?"

Zhu Jiu screamed. He was instinctively afraid, and his vertical eyes shot out the light of hatred.

Five hundred years ago, whether it was the Southern Demon that was destroyed in sixty years, or the Northern Demon that was now lacking in talent, they all suffered at the hands of the Buddhism and were taught a lesson by the Buddhism.

Two hundred years ago in the Nine Prefectures, only the Confucian School of Daibun could compete with the Buddhism.

Now that the Confucian School had declined, the Buddhism was known as the number one force in the Nine Prefectures.

"The Buddhist Sect is nothing. The day I reconstruct my physical body will be the day when the Buddhist Sect is destroyed." Xu Qi 'an laughed wildly like a lawless madman.

A beam of golden light suddenly swept over and hit Shen Shu. However, it hit only an afterimage.

In the next moment, Zhu Jiu, who had made a sneak attack, felt a chill in his heart. He suddenly turned around, and golden light shot out of his vertical eyes.

A figure had just appeared, but it was torn apart by the golden light. It turned out that it was just an illusion.

Poof!

"Xu Qi'an", who was surrounded by demonic flames, landed on the back of the red python. He stabbed the bronze sword into the python's back and dragged it, running wildly on the red road.

The Nation Suppressing Sword cut open the python's flesh and cut off its cervical vertebrae.

Behind him, clusters of blood-colored flowers bloomed.

Zhu Jiu screamed, and his giant snake body turned around in the city, crashing around. In the eyes of the soldiers on the city wall, it was like a crazy snake rushing into a sand table.

At this moment, the green giant Ji Zhigu appeared behind Xu Qi'an without a sound, and his giant sword slashed down.

Xu Qi'an seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. He turned around and swung the Nation Suppressing Sword.

Clang, clang, clang …

The heavy iron sword that was like a door was like a toy in the hands of the green giant. In an instant, the two of them exchanged more than twenty blows. The heavy sword shrunk inch by inch, and pieces of iron broke out.

Xu Qi'an leaped up and pressed down on the head of the green giant. He scuttled behind him like a fish. With a crack, the face of the green giant appeared on his back.

The bronze sword flashed, and cut open the keratin armor outside the skin, the throat, and the carotid artery.

Red and green blood sprayed a few meters high under the strong pressure like a fountain.

The King of Zhenbei suddenly felt his scalp go numb. Out of the instinct of a martial artist towards danger, he leaped forward and slashed the sword that was aimed at his head.

Just as he steadied himself, Shen Shu followed him like a shadow and attacked from behind. The Nation Suppressing Sword emitted a bright golden light, as if it was going to break the void.

The King of Zhenbei only saw the bright sword light, and his hair stood on end. Every nerve in his body was sending him danger signals, telling him that it was dangerous, and he would die if he didn't avoid it!

Since the Battle of Shanhai Pass, it had been many years since he had encountered a fatal threat.

At this moment, his heart calmed down, and his thoughts were clearer than ever. Some people, the more danger they were in, the more they could unleash their potential.

The talented King of Zhenbei happened to be the latter.

His expression was calm, and his eyes were as calm as a mirror. He clenched his fist and punched out slowly, but at an extreme speed.

An overbearing fist intent surged out, causing the world to change. The clouds in the sky swirled, forming a vortex. The earth rumbled and trembled, as if it could not withstand such an overbearing will.

As everyone knew, Warrior's vulgarity was rarely seen. There were no dazzling special effects, no fancy skills.

Therefore, this punch of the King of Zhenbei was completely based on his own Qi, causing the world to change. It was extremely terrifying.

Clang!

The fist and the sword collided, and a loud bell rang out, directly knocking out the soldiers and barbarian cavalry in the distance.

The violent energy turned into a pure shock wave, and with the two as the center, the ground within a few miles suddenly sank.

Lucky Zhigu, the high-ranked wizard, and the others had no choice but to temporarily avoid the terrifying shock wave.

Under such pressure, the King of Zhenbei punched out the most powerful punch of his life.

His fist had already turned into a bloody pulp, and blood flowed continuously from his broken wrist.

Overbearing was the martial path he adhered to, and it was also the intent he had condensed.

"Interesting, interesting. It is rare to see someone cultivate the Overbearing Intent."

"Xu Qi'an" held the sword in one hand and covered his face with the other, laughing maniacally. His laughter sent chills down the King of Zhenbei's spine.

"Huff, huff …"

The King of Zhenbei, who was slowly retreating, heard the sound of breathing beside him. He glanced around and saw Lucky Zhigu and the high-ranked wizard slowly approaching him.

It seemed like they were about to meet up.

In the distance, the Earth Sect's Dao Chief also slowly shifted his direction, moving behind the three close-combat powerhouses.

They no longer dared to split up.

"He has no weaknesses, and he is invincible in close-combat," the wizard said telepathically.

"His physical body is very strange. It is not something we can compare to." The green giant also gave his own intuition.

"But he doesn't seem to have any 'intent'," the King of Zhenbei said telepathically.

His hand had not recovered yet, and his flesh slowly wriggled to extinguish the faint golden flames.

A Buddhist cultivator who cultivated both Zen and martial arts, and his physical body was evil and terrifying … Too powerful. When did such a powerhouse appear in the Buddhist Sect? Who exactly was he?

At this point, the five powerhouses no longer had the confidence they had before.

...

On the roof of a house near the city wall, the Dali Monastery prime minister and two imperial censors stood on the roof, squinting as they looked at the battlefield in the distance.

They were only mortals, and they could not see the details of the battle. At most, they could judge the intensity of the battle from the rumbling explosions and the fluctuations of the Qi Ji when the wind blew near them.

Fortunately, he had a Golden Gong like Yang Yan by his side. He was a dignified Rank-4, so he was usually a deterrent.

Now, he was a good candidate to be a "telescope."

Imperial Censor Liu stood on his tiptoes and asked, "Yang Jinluo, how is the battle going?"

The Dali Monastery prime minister then asked, "How did the mysterious master fight against the five of them? Is he okay?"

Yang Yan was overwhelmed with emotions. "… Too powerful. That mysterious master is too powerful. Even when he was surrounded by five third-rank Martial Artists, he was able to suppress them all by himself. "

"Good, very good!"

The Dali Monastery prime minister was so excited that his body was shaking.

While the Daibun soldiers and the barbarians stopped fighting, the surviving Jianghu Warrior sneaked up the city wall and looked down at the battle from a different spot.

It was too powerful. This was a battle between peak experts.

The Chu Zhou City was a large city with a population of more than three hundred thousand. It would take an ordinary person a day to travel across the city.

Even riding a horse would take four hours.

But now, when they looked down from the top of the city wall, they could only see the ruins. Only the houses near the city wall were intact.

That was because the Martial Artists in the city didn't want to destroy the city. Otherwise, the four walls would have been torn down.

"F * ck them! Kill the King of Zhenbei, the barbarians, and the snake monster! Avenge the people of the Chu Zhou City!"

A young Jianghu warrior cursed.

"How dare you! The King of Zhenbei is a prince. You have disrespected him. "

In the distance, a black-robed secret agent heard this and flew into a rage.

"Did I say anything wrong?"

The young Jianghu warrior had the fiery temper of a northerner. He glared at the spy and shouted back.

"The King of Zhenbei massacred the entire Chu Zhou City for his own selfish reasons. Even the National Guardian Sword despises him."

"Yes, kill them. If I can survive this, I will spread the word about what the King of Zhenbei did."

The surrounding Jianghu warriors cursed and held onto the hilts of their swords. The Jianghu warriors were unruly and unruly, and they were filled with anger.

They didn't hold onto the hilts of their swords to intimidate the Jianghu warriors.

The spy sneered when he saw that the Jianghu warriors were not weak. "Do you think you can defame the prince just because the allied forces of the Yao and Barbarians are attacking the city?

"I will let you know that Chu Zhou City still belongs to the King of Zhenbei."

After saying that, he waved his hand and ordered the hundreds of soldiers who had reached out, "Capture these people for me. If they resist, kill them without mercy!"

No one moved.

The black-robed secret agent suddenly turned around and glared fiercely at the soldiers. "Do you want to disobey a military order?"

The soldiers lowered their heads and didn't move.

"I may be an ordinary man, but I know what scholars often say: A just cause enjoys abundant support, and an unjust cause finds little support. The North Vanquishing King had already lost the support of the people.

"You are the King of Zhenbei's dog. How dare you bark here?"

A dozen or so Jianghu people took out their weapons and charged at the spy, hacking him to death.

Not far away, the soldier still had his head lowered. He didn't see anything and remained silent.

After killing the spy, the Jianghu warriors continued to watch the battlefield.

In fact, they could have used this opportunity to escape from Chu Zhou City. But no one left, not because they wanted to watch the show, but because they wanted to see the result.

They were willing to give up their lives for it.

A man broke the law with brute force, but his blood was still boiling.

...

Then, the Dao Master of the Earth Sect said, "If we don't take the Nation Guarding Sword, it will be hard for us to defeat him. After eating the Blood Elixir, his strength has increased by leaps and bounds."

What the Black Lotus Dao Master said was agreed with Zhu Jiu, Ji Jiu and the others.

The five of them stayed on guard and talked to each other through telepathy.

The flesh on the King of Zhenbei's wrist wriggled and recovered. He said, "What can you do?"

The Black Lotus Dao Master said, "I can use an array to erode the Nation Guarding Sword and make it lose its spirituality for a quarter of an hour. The price will be the disappearance of this avatar. "

The King of Zhenbei and the others were not surprised. The Warrior only knew how to use brute force and would be easily suppressed by an Overlord of the same system.

But other systems were different and had many tricks up their sleeves.

The Black Lotus Dao Master's avatar in exchange for losing the Nation Guarding Sword for a quarter of an hour was a good deal.

Zhu Jiu said from afar, "No, with his terrifying body, we can't kill him or injure him in a quarter of an hour even without the Nation Guarding Sword."

Without the Nation Guarding Sword, they were confident that they could defeat him, but they couldn't kill him in a quarter of an hour.

It was too difficult to kill a high-ranked Warrior.

The King of Zhenbei thought for a while and said, "Maybe we can, as long as our overall strength can reach the second rank for a while. Hmm, I'm just talking about the power of the second rank."

Advancing from the third rank to the second rank was not only about the increase in energy, but also the transformation of the "intent."

The green giant sneered and said, "The power of the second rank? Do you think it's possible just because you say so?"

The King of Zhenbei said lightly, "I have a formation diagram. It's a work of the Supervisor in his early years. It's called the Unparalleled Avatar. It can combine the power of everyone into one and condense it into a Avatar. That's why it's called Unparalleled. "

He had obtained the formation diagram from the Supervisor many years ago. The reason was that if the Northern Monster Tribe and Barbarian Tribe joined forces, he would not be able to do anything alone. He needed a strong means of self-defense.

The Supervisor thought that he had a point, so he gave him the formation diagram and cleared out his inventory.

The five of them quickly came to a consensus in the face of a formidable enemy.

The green giant Lucky Zhigu was the first to move. His target was not Xu Qi'an, but a certain section of the city wall.

"Buzz …"

The weapons of the soldiers and barbarian cavalrymen on the city wall suddenly flew into the air.

"Whoosh …" Heavy weapons such as cannons made of steel also flew into the air and converged.

These iron weapons melted into molten iron in the air, continuously expelling impurities and condensing into a crimson ball of molten iron.

"Xu Qi'an" held the Nation Suppressing Sword, the corner of his mouth curled up as he watched this scene unyieldingly.

"Master, they're preparing for a big move. Shut up, kill them …" Xu Qi'an's heart skipped a beat, and he communicated with Shen Shu in his mind.

Shen Shu turned a deaf ear to him. He maintained his posture of leaning on his sword, as if the signal was unstable and he had suddenly disconnected.

"Shen Shu is too arrogant and unruly in this state. I can't control him at all … Uh, what gave me the illusion that I can control him …" Xu Qi'an sighed in his heart.

The sorcerer raised his hand and pointed his palm at Xu Qi'an. He shouted, "Die!"

Shen Shu instinctively cast a Buddhist spell to interrupt the sorcerer's killing curse, but at this moment, the King of Zhenbei arrived. The number one expert of Daibun had an imposing manner, and his fist intent was unparalleled.

"Xu Qi'an" was interrupted, so he raised his sword and stabbed out.

Bang!

His chest suddenly caved in. The killing curse had caused great damage and interrupted his sword intent. The King of Zhenbei took the opportunity to punch Xu Qi'an in the chest.

With a boom, the fist intent penetrated his back, exploding like a waterfall of Qi activity.

At this moment, the molten iron in the sky formed a bright red bell. It quickly cooled, and the body of the bell took on a pitch-black color.

The giant bell fell toward Xu Qi'an. In the process, the Dao Chief of the Earth Sect turned into a black stream and wrapped around the giant bell. Twisted pitch-black runes that were filled with evil and depravity appeared on the surface of the bell.

In an instant, the giant bell that was forged on the spot merged with the Dao Chief of the Earth Sect and turned into a ritual implement that emitted evil black fog.

It symbolized depravity and the corruption of everything in the world.

The vertical eye on Zhu Jiu's forehead lit up and suddenly shot out a beam of black light that hit Xu Qi'an, causing his thoughts to become chaotic and his body to stiffen.

The giant bell fell with a loud rumble.

The dust had settled.

Seeing this, the King of Zhenbei and the others put on a victorious smile. The fall of the bell had laid the foundation for their victory.

"Clang!"

Suddenly, a palm appeared on the surface of the giant bell and a bulging palm print appeared.

"Clang, clang, clang …"

More and more palm prints appeared. The Dharma Artifact that symbolized depravity was twisted and on the verge of breaking.

Everyone's expression changed. The King of Zhenbei didn't hesitate anymore. He shot into the sky and shouted, "Come with me!"

He stood in the sky and his muscles bulged. Many runes with white light appeared and covered every corner of his body.

The array was inside his body.

The azure giant, Zhu Jiu and the wizard all flew into the sky and crashed into the King of Zhenbei.

The glowing runes spread and covered them at the same time. Then, a ball of light that almost lit up the entire Chu Zhou City was born, like a small sun.

A few seconds later, the small sun slowly disappeared and an unimaginably powerful energy was born.

This energy was like the arrival of a god, carrying with it the power of a high-level being.

A ten feet tall giant floated in the sky. His skin was green with a hint of red, and his chest and joints were covered with keratin armor. His limbs were perfectly proportioned and his muscles were powerful.

It was a perfect body, a perfect body made for battle.

His face was that of the King of Zhenbei, and there was an illusory black shadow floating behind his head. That was the Battle Soul that the wizard had summoned.

On top of the city wall, the soldiers of the Daibun, the barbarians of the Qing Yan Tribe, and the army of the monsters were all trembling in fear. They lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at the terrifying "god."

On the other side, on top of a roof near the city wall, the Dali Monastery prime minister and two imperial censors sat on the ground. Their faces were pale and they were trembling.

Yang Yan looked at them and said in a solemn voice, "Get ready to leave the city. Otherwise, we will be killed."

Everyone's heart sank. Yang Yan's intention was clear. The master who had threatened to punish the King of Zhenbei was about to be defeated.

"What is going on?"

The sudden change made the few civil officials unable to understand.

Yang Yan shook his head and said, "I don't know what they did, but this force is much more powerful than the mysterious master. He has no chance of winning.

"Let's go, let's go."

He jumped off the roof with the three officials. Arrester Chen and Centurion Chen Xiao quickly moved to clear the way.

Seeing the nervous expressions on the faces of these martial artists and how they were running for their lives, Censor Liu and the others no longer felt that they were lucky. They knew that the situation was dire and they could not stay in Chu Zhou City any longer.

...

Bang!

The giant bell was torn into pieces by the violent force and the doppelganger of the Earth Sect's Dao Master was destroyed. Xu Qi'an, who was surrounded by the Demon Flame, managed to escape. The bronze sword in his hand was stained with a layer of black ink.

It no longer had any spirituality.

"I can't use it for now."

"Xu Qi 'an" casually threw away the copper sword, not caring about it at all. Then, he raised his head and looked at the giant in the sky, grinning. "Why did you become so big?"

The giant lowered his head and stared at Xu Qi 'an. He said, "I can't wait to devour your blood essence. It must be delicious."

"King of Zhenbei, you have slaughtered the entire Chu Zhou City. Have you ever thought that you would be punished by the heavens one day?"

This time, it was Xu Qi'an's voice.

The King of Zhenbei sneered and didn't answer. A second later, he opened his mouth and the voice of Jili Zhigu was heard.

"North Conqueror King, you're a Level Three Martial Artist. If you dare to do something, you should take responsibility for it. Why? Are you trying to push the blame of the massacre on us?"

Then, Zhu Jiu laughed strangely, "So be it. Why wouldn't I dare to admit it? It's not a big deal. They are just some lowly ants. When our ancestors ruled the Land of the Nine States, the status of the human race was not much higher than that of livestock.

"We kill and eat whenever we want. It is the fortune of these ants to become our food and provide us with the essence of life. King of Zhenbei, don't you think so too? Otherwise, why would you do such a thing? "

The voice turned to Jili Zhigu and he laughed. "King of Zhenbei, there is actually no difference between us. It's just that we are more naked. You human Overlords are used to covering yourselves with a veil called 'hypocrisy.'

"After today's battle, your crime will be spread across the world. You should think about how to deal with the aftermath."

The giant opened his mouth again and the voice of the King of Zhenbei was heard. He said indifferently, "Just kill all the soldiers."

He was arrogant, domineering, and ruthless. He was an ambitious man who was good at both literature and martial arts. Such a person didn't care about arguing.

Zhu Jiu was right. He had slaughtered the entire city. He didn't care about the lives of ordinary people.

What happened today was supposed to be a trap to kill Jili Zhigu and Zhu Jiu. But because of the appearance of a mysterious Buddhist master, his crime was revealed to the public.

Because of the dislike of the Nation Suppressing Sword, the soldiers in the Northern Region were already suspicious of him. Smart people combined the behavior of the Monster and Barbarian Races and the appearance of the high-level wizards of the Witchcraft Sect. They were already sure that he had slaughtered the entire city.

Therefore, in the eyes of the King of Zhenbei, the soldiers in Chu Zhou City had already been sentenced to death in advance.

"The King of Zhenbei really slaughtered the entire city..."

A centurion on top of the city wall murmured in pain.

"Hahaha, humans are all fools."

A barbarian laughed. "As early as a month ago, the secret agents of the Barbarian Race had infiltrated Chu Zhou City to find a place to slaughter the entire city. Why don't you think about why the Monster and Barbarian Races are attacking the city today?

"The city has ballistae, cannons, and protective arrays. The population of the Barbarian Race has always been limited. If it wasn't for a reason, why would we attack the city?

"Because we know that the King of Zhenbei has slaughtered a lot of lives in Chu Zhou City to make Blood Pills and try to reach the second level. Heh, this is a disaster for the Monster and Barbarian Races."

The laughter of the barbarians formed a sharp contrast with the pale faces of the soldiers.

In fact, the soldiers were the same as the surviving cultivators. They could have run away, but they didn't. Why?

They wanted to wait for an outcome.

Not for the King of Zhenbei to be defeated, but for the truth.

The King of Zhenbei was like a god in the hearts of the soldiers at the border. He was the faith of the army and the object of worship.

He guarded the border, his power was unparalleled, and he protected the stability of the Northern Region.

For a long time, when the soldiers talked about the King of Zhenbei, they would bring their fists to the top of their heads.

They respected him like a god.

Therefore, when Xu Qi'an scolded the King of Zhenbei for slaughtering the city, no one believed him. Until the Nation Guarding Sword gave up on him. The soldiers were shocked, confused, in pain, and in disbelief …

But as long as the King of Zhenbei didn't admit it, they were willing to keep a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

But now, the last bit of hope had been shattered.

…

"Xu Qi'an" looked up and stared at the giant in the air. He said slowly, "The second stage."

"Has he finally awakened his power? Master, your skills take a long time to prepare. Or, the more powerful the Warrior, the slower the recovery process …" Xu Qi'an heaved a sigh of relief.

A violent aura soared into the sky, rising steadily.

It didn't come from the King of Zhenbei, but from Xu Qi'an who was surrounded by Demon Fire. His body started to expand. Two feet, five feet, seven feet, ten feet …

During this process, lumps of flesh bulged out from his shoulder blades. They suddenly pierced through his skin and stretched out. They were twelve pitch-black arms.

At the same time, a ring burning with pitch-black Demon Fire appeared behind his head.

The giant's body was pitch-black. It was muscular as if it was made of black iron. It had twelve arms on its back and a pitch-black flame ring behind its head.

It looked like … like a Buddhist dharma form that had been possessed.

The giant's energy was majestic, like a god of war.

The dharma form's Demon Fire was monstrous, like a demon god.

"You're also at the second stage?"

The King of Zhenbei stared at the pitch-black dharma form with a serious expression. He finally understood what the "first stage" meant.

The second stage before him was the peak of this mysterious powerhouse's power. It wasn't at the second stage just now.

"Second stage?"

The pitch-black dharma form sneered. "Back then, I could suppress a second stage with just one hand, regardless of the system."

The King of Zhenbei snorted. Before his voice died away, he had already appeared behind the pitch-black dharma form and punched the back of its head.

The punch created a terrifying scene, as if the sky was falling.

The Demon Fire ring behind the dharma form's head shattered, and its body, which looked like it was made of black iron, stumbled forward.

"That's it?"

The Demon Fire ring formed again and the dharma form smirked. "I haven't known what pain is for many years, and you are still lacking. King of Zhenbei, you slaughtered three hundred and eighty thousand people in Chu Zhou City, so I will punch you three hundred and eighty thousand times. "

"Come at me!" The King of Zhenbei said proudly.

...

"Go, go, go!"

Arrester Chen shouted.

The terrifying energy filled the air, and he felt suffocated, as if his heart was going to explode in the next second. A battle between "deities" was not something that ordinary people could watch.

The Supreme Court's premier, Censor Liu, and company could no longer move their legs. They were carried by Yang Yan as the envoy ran towards the nearest city gate.

When they were near the city gate, they saw that the soldiers, barbarians, and monsters were all running toward the city wall in harmony.

Yang Yan knew that fear had filled their hearts.

"Let's go to the east gate. The east gate is the closest, and the battle won't affect us." Yang Yan made up his mind and led the delegation to the east gate.

It was far enough to provide a safe place for them to watch the battle from.

Just as the delegation reached the top of the city wall, they suddenly heard a "boom" from afar. They quickly turned around and saw the King of Zhenbei stumble backward after being punched by a fist, and the wall behind him collapsed.

Dust was kicked up, and giant rocks rolled down.

The Warrior's battle was simple, but it was violent enough.

"We are watching a battle between deities, this is disrespectful …" A barbarian said in a trembling voice.

The dharma form rode on the King of Zhenbei, and twelve pairs of fists rained down on the King of Zhenbei. The impact caused the dust to rise, and the ground to crack.

"I don't care if you are the Prince of Daibun or the Emperor. If you dare to massacre the city, I will kill you!"

The concentrated fists landed on the King of Zhenbei's chest, face, and keratin armor, unleashing the most primitive violence.

"No one can rely on strength to kill wantonly. If you think you can, then today, I will give you a taste of your own medicine."

The keratin armor cracked, and scarlet blood flowed on the ground, dyeing half of the city wall red.

This was, of course, Xu Qi'an speaking.

"Crack …" Two pitch-black arms were broken. The King of Zhenbei head-butted the dharma form, and slowly stood up.

"How laughable. You are fighting to the death with me, just for a city full of ants? It seems that you don't know what the heart of a strong person is. "

Although he was in a sorry state, the King of Zhenbei's voice was still overbearing, arrogant, and full of confidence.

He slowly breathed, and the clouds in the sky were drawn to him, forming a vortex.

As the King of Zhenbei breathed, the broken keratin was repaired, and the wound was healed.

On the other side, the two broken arms of the dharma form flew over and reattached to the wound. He said calmly, "Ten thousand punches."

The King of Zhenbei's face was gloomy, and his breath was slightly weakened. He raised his hand and said, "Die!"

His palm was stained with fresh blood. It was the blood of the pitch-black Dharma Form. This Curse Killing Technique should have severely injured the Dharma Form.

But nothing happened.

This was because the demonic flame halo behind the dharma form had transformed into a dark relic, emitting a warm and dense dark light.

Buddhist relics were similar to Daoism's Golden Elixir, they both had the effect of being impervious to all evil.

The dark dharma form charged, and the sound of its footsteps was like an earthquake.

The King of Zhenbei slightly lowered his waist, and slowly clenched his fist. As he closed his fingers, the air let out a dull explosion. He had clenched the air. The strength was unimaginable.

The domineering fist intent appeared again, and in the sky, the vortex of clouds suddenly collapsed.

The twelve pairs of arms suddenly merged into the right arm of "Xu Qi'an." He also threw a punch, and it was tit for tat.

The two fists collided, and the shockwave didn't spread in the form of ripples, but swept across the entire Chu Zhou City in an instant.

It was as if a typhoon had passed by, blowing away the ruins and everything on the ground. The area within a few miles was cleared, and not even the ruins remained.

The North Conqueror King's fist cracked inch by inch, and pieces of flesh and blood burst out.

He roared in pain and staggered back.

The dark dharma form followed up, and the twelve pairs of fists continued to attack, hitting the King of Zhenbei's chest and face, and he kept falling back.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The fists were so dense that ordinary people couldn't see them with the naked eye. They struck pieces of keratin armor, repairing and breaking them, repairing and breaking them.

"Is it funny? Is it funny to fight for mortals?"

Bang, bang, bang …

"Without the people, how can you be a king? Whose king are you?"

Bang, bang, bang …

Fifty thousand punches, a hundred thousand punches, two hundred thousand punches, three hundred thousand punches … The King of Zhenbei's body cracked and healed again and again. In the beginning, he was able to fight back, but the injuries he suffered increased, and gradually, he lost the ability to fight back.

Three hundred and eighty thousand punches!

When the punches were over, Xu Qi'an's twelve pairs of arms reached out, grabbing the King of Zhenbei's head, arms, waist, and legs, and lifted him up.

At this moment, Xu Qi 'an's gaze swept across the silent city walls and the devastated city. The scenes of the massacre replayed in his mind, and he seemed to hear the cries of 380,000 aggrieved souls.

What was an overlord?

Did they see mortals as ants?

It was as if he had returned to the Yunlu Academy, back to the Lesser Sacred Hall, and saw himself holding a pen and writing four crooked sentences on a stone tablet.

Set your heart for the world, set your life for the people, continue the arts for the saints, and create peace for the world.

"Kill him!"

Suddenly, a shout came from the top of the city wall. A young Jianghu cultivator was standing on the raised parapet wall, shouting with all his might.

"Kill him!"

A soldier could not help but shout. Immediately, the black-robed agent next to him glared at him with murderous intent.

The soldier lowered his head in fear.

The black-robed agent was about to threaten him, but the next second, another soldier shouted, "Kill him."

This time, it was as if a spark had fallen on the grassland, setting off a prairie fire.

More and more soldiers responded.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"…"

In a trance, Xu Qi'an seemed to see three hundred and eighty thousand souls appear on the city wall, in the sky, and on the ground. They looked at him silently, and all their thoughts converged into three words.

Kill him!

The twelve pairs of arms exerted force at the same time and tore it apart.

He tore the King of Zhenbei into pieces.

Blood poured down like a rain.

The dark Dharma Form was bathed in blood, like an avenger who had returned from hell.