Zhao Xingwu was also a peerless genius. Before the Heavenly Daos had changed, Zhao Xingwu was already on the same level as Li Mubai. Now that the Heavenly Daos had returned to its ancient glory, Zhao Xingwu had already stepped into the Immortal Martial realm.
However, although Zhao Xingwu was on the same level as Li Mubai, he didn't dare be careless. He had carefully discussed his battle with Li Mubai. The Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise had very little chance of winning against Li Mubai. But their boss, Qilin Jun Wentian, already had an opponent. So this time, he had to fight against Li Mubai.
Li Mubai's expression was calm. With a slash of his sword, azure lotuses bloomed in the sky. An azure lotus image also appeared under his feet.
Zhao Xingwu cultivated the Ascending Dragon Art. The Ascending Dragon Art was divided into three forms: Double Dragon Kill, Flying Dragon Strike, and Dragon Shakes the Heavens.
The moment Li Mubai used the Azure Lotus Sword Song, Zhao Xingwu used the Flying Dragon Strike.
Everyone saw an Azure Dragon soar into the sky. Those Azure Lotuses that arrived in front of him were all shattered.
"Second Sword!"
Li Mubai's expression didn't change. He instantly used the second form of the Azure Lotus Sword Song.
"Double Dragon Kill!"
Zhao Xingwu was already prepared. Li Mubai's sword was known by everyone. Even Li Mubai's Fourth Sword had once killed the Azure Lotus Mother in the Southern Region.
Zhao Xingwu wasn't prepared to give Li Mubai the chance to use the Fourth Sword. He knew that Li Mubai's Fourth Sword was something he definitely wouldn't be able to receive. So he had to end the battle quickly. He had to end the battle before Li Mubai used the Fourth Sword.
...
Just as Li Mubai and Zhao Xingwu were fighting, another figure flew out from the Shen Family.
This figure was even stronger than Li Mubai. When he appeared, the entire battlefield was filled with thousands of sword images.
Broken limbs flew everywhere. Countless miserable cries rose and fell.
"It's the Sword Saint, Zhong Kui of the Hades!" The experts of the Qianwu Empire shouted when they saw the man who seemed to have transformed into a sword.
"Why are you panicking? He's just a small god from the Hades. What can he do? "A feminine voice sounded.
This person was dressed in an embroidered robe. He had a feminine temperament and a slender figure. His eyes flickered with the light of a venomous snake. He was none other than the General Manager of the Qianwu Empire's Eastern Depot and also the head eunuch of the inner court. He was known as the "Yin Wind Saber", Tang Feng.
Tang Feng was very famous in the Zhenwu Continent in his early years. Even the "Qilin" Jun Wentian, the first commander-in-chief of the Embroidered Uniform Guards, was not as famous as him.
This was because Tang Feng was a vicious person, even more vicious than those from the Demonic Dao. He had killed many people for the Qianwu Empire, and it could be said that he was a pure lackey of the imperial court.
Tang Feng faced the Sword Saint and instantly slashed out with his saber. Tang Feng's saber strike was tricky and strange. The saber wind carried a feminine inner force as it swept up from the Sword Saint's abdomen.
The Sword Saint's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He pressed down with his palm and countless tiny energy swords formed a sword net, blocking Tang Feng's tricky saber strike.
A gentle and cold True Qi drilled into the Sword Saint's palm and rushed toward his Dantian.
The Sword Saint snorted coldly. The sword intent in his body suddenly exploded. The gentle True Qi was wiped out before it could travel halfway.
"You dare to show off your insignificant skills? If this is all you've got, then you can go die."
In the void, countless energy swords instantly formed. "Eighteenth Sword."
The energy swords formed an impenetrable sword array, enveloping Tang Feng within it in an instant.
The Sword Saint clenched his fist. Sword Qi erupted from the sword formation and turned into a sword Qi storm. It seemed to destroy everything and drowned Tang Feng's figure.
"Yin Wind Ghost Blade."
An angry roar sounded. The sword formation suddenly shattered. Tang Feng held his saber and walked out step by step.
Countless astral winds raged behind him. Together with Tang Feng's feminine face, he looked even more sinister.
The Sword Saint didn't care that Tang Feng had broken his sword formation. If Tang Feng couldn't even block his casual attack, then it would be a joke.
"The people of the Hades are indeed not simple. Looks like I, Tang Feng, will have to let the world know what the Yin Wind Saber is." Tang Feng's figure instantly disappeared and reappeared beside the Sword Saint. He slashed out with his saber. Ghosts cried and evil wind blew.
After that slash, Tang Feng's figure disappeared again and reappeared on the other side of the Sword Saint. He slashed out again.
The crowd could only see Tang Feng's figure flickering around the Sword Saint. Every time Tang Feng appeared, he would slash out with his saber.
In a short period of time, the battlefield between the Sword Saint and Tang Feng seemed to have turned into a ghost town. The Yin wind whistled and shook the void.
...
Shen Wuming stood on the city wall and looked at the battle in the sky outside the city. His brows were slightly furrowed.
Yuan Zhenyang's figure suddenly appeared beside Shen Wuming. With a serious expression, he said, "Patriarch Shen, be careful. I just calculated that the Shen Family is in great danger this time. The Qianwu Empire is just a smokescreen. They definitely have a backup plan. I thought about it carefully. Since the Qianwu Empire has made a move, will the Devil Path and Blood Slaughter Hall, who are allied with the Immortal Palace, make a move as well? If they make a move, the Devil Path isn't that scary, but you must be careful of the Blood Slaughter Hall.
Shen Wuming nodded. "Spiritual Master Yuan, don't worry. I'll leave the experts outside to you. As for the matters in the city, I have my own arrangements. Moreover, the Enchanted Moon and the others are also in the city. Even if there are changes, they should be able to handle it."
Won Jin-yang's expression relaxed. "The Emperor and the others are in the Western Region. They probably won't be able to rush back. We can only rely on ourselves here. However, don't worry too much. The Kings of Hell in the Hades are still in the Eastern Region. When they receive the news, they will definitely rush over as soon as possible. When those Kings of Hell arrive, it shouldn't be a problem for us to survive this."
Shen Wuming smiled. Although the Shen Family was surrounded by enemies, he still felt a sense of pride. In the entire Zhenwu Continent, who could fight like the Shen Family?
If Shen Wuming was a person from Earth, he would definitely feel like Dong Zhuo, who fought like a hero in front of Hulao Pass.
After Won Jin-yang and Shen Wuming finished talking, they also rushed out. However, with the appearance of Won Jin-yang, "Kirin" Jun Wentian finally made his move. He had been waiting for Won Jin-yang. In the entire Qianwu Empire, only he and Tang Feng could fight against Won Jin-yang. However, Tang Feng was currently fighting against the Sword Saint. Won Jin-yang could only be left to him.
This battle was a competition of high-end combat strength. Whether the Shen Family or the Qianwu Empire won, it would determine the direction of the battle. Of course, it was also possible that a Void-breaking expert would make a move. However, it was not the time for that yet because everyone knew that the Shen Family had an expert who was close to the God level. Before a large-scale battle broke out, the Void-breaking experts of both sides would not make a move.
"Won Jin-yang, I didn't expect your realm to improve so quickly. Back then, Heavenly Lord Yuanwu was only in the Insightful Void Realm. After not seeing you for a few years, you have actually grown to the Profound Immortal Martial Realm. It seems that I still underestimated you."
Jun Wentian was a scholarly man. He wore an embroidered uniform with a Qilin pattern. His stature wasn't too tall, but he wasn't too thin either. He was a very ordinary person. If one were to see him elsewhere, they would definitely think that he was a kind elder.
Won Jin-yang smiled faintly. "Commander-in-chief, I haven't seen you for many years. You are still so young. If it weren't for the fact that we are in different camps, I would really like to get drunk with you."
"Oh?"
Jun Wentian raised his eyebrows. "If Daoist Yuan really has such intentions, we can get drunk right now. What do you think?"
Won Jin-yang laughed out loud. "Forget it. I appreciate your kindness, but we walk different paths. Since I, Won Jin-yang, am following Shen Gongzi, I will never follow him. Let's see who is the real deal. I hope you won't disappoint me."
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