(PS: Today's fourth update is for Piao Hong of the 'Fate Is Hard to Break' Alliance.)
It was as though a massive elephant that trampled the heavens and the earth had suddenly slammed into a mountain that was even tougher than it.
Peng He wielded the Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel, instantly causing it to bleed profusely!
The massive vessel that had actually been majestic a moment ago as it crushed all things strangely halted where it was the next moment.
At the same time, a large hole was directly smashed open on the hull of the vessel by Yan Zhaoge.
With that hole as their centre, numerous terrifying cracks rapidly extended in all directions, extending to various parts of the entire Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel.
Faced with Yan Zhaoge's terrifying power, the massive vessel that traversed the nine heavens was shattered to pieces at this moment.
The violent force rebounded as the unconscious martial practitioners of Phoenix Ritual Mountain's Wutong Slope on the deck were all jolted to death just like that!
Yuan Xiancheng and Daoist Leading Mist who had been seated in the meditative position all along resisting the corrosion of the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation both directly vomited out a mouthful of blood.
With their auras and minds thrown into disorder, they were hard pressed to resist as they instantly felt dizzy.
'Blazing King' Peng He who directly controlled the Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel also vomited out a mouthful of blood. Having already been injured by Yan Zhaoge in the first place, his injuries involuntarily worsened.
With this, the influence of the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation on him deepened.
At this moment, Peng He felt as though the changes of life and death in the acupoints of his body that resembled stars had all ceased at this moment as well.
Their circulation trajectories began to become monotonous and rigid.
This caused him to feel as though his cultivation base had fallen back to the seventh level of the Martial Saint realm.
Yan Zhaoge flew up, ascending the great vessel that was already virtually on the verge of breaking apart as he came before Peng He.
Peng He's eyes seemed on the verge of imploding. Yan Zhaoge's expression was mild, "Blazing Flame Sabre, Blazing King sabre-it looks like you are 'Blazing King' Peng He?"
"This Yan knows that Zhuang Chaohui is your son-in-law and has always been on good terms with you."
Yan Zhaoge raised a palm, "I will send you down to accompany him now. It is just that you might not be able to catch up to him having already been gone for some time."
Amidst his words, he struck down towards the top of Peng He's head with a palm.
While Peng He focused heavily on offence and lightly on defence, seemingly different from Wutong Slope's usual style, at the ninth level of the Martial Saint realm, he too was bolstered by four Virtues, just that his accumulation was not as robust as Zhang Shuren's.
Yet, beneath the corrosion of the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation, Peng He who had suffered a great loss in strength was already unable to defend against Yan Zhaoge.
"Yan Zhao …"
As the palm landed, the furious roar came to an abrupt halt.
Martial practitioners of Phoenix Ritual Mountain's Wutong Slope would obtain a chance to undergo nirvanic rebirth upon ascending the Immortal Bridge.
However, after exhausting it, he would only be able to obtain another chance after he ascended to the Exalted Realm.
Unfortunately, King Blazing Peng He had already been reborn once in his previous life.
Therefore, this late Immortal Bridge Martial Saint was slain by Yan Zhaoge with a single palm within this Nine Bends Yellow River Formation.
After killing Peng He and feeling his life aura completely severed, Yan Zhaoge ignored Yuan Xiancheng, Daoist Leading Mist and the others on the ship as he instead lowered his head and looked downwards.
There, in the murky dark water of the Yellow River, golden light and fiery light suddenly shone together.
Then, Zhang Shuren barely managed to resist the Extreme Yang Seal as he rose from the river.
As the water of the Yellow River of Nine Bends Formation washed over him, he became more and more unsteady.
If not for Yan Zhaoge having been busy dealing with Qing Shuzi and Peng He, not focusing too much on the Extreme Yang Seal, Zhang Shuren would not have been able to withstand it at all.
At this moment, Yan Zhaoge paid it no heed as he flew to the side of the Extreme Yang Seal, clapping it lightly before flying towards Zhang Shuren again.
However, with this clap, the light of the Extreme Yang Seal turned dazzling once more as a vigorous, tyrannical power surged once more.
The roiling golden sun descended once more, directly slamming Zhang Shuren into the waters of the Yellow River once more!
The Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel was shattered, Peng He was slain and Zhang Shuren was sunk once more.
All of this was but a short moment.
Qing Shuzi who had lost an arm clenched his teeth as he watched the illusory scenes before him.
While his junior apprentice-brother Daoist Leading Mist was still there, Qing Shuzi was already unable to pay him any attention now.
It was not that he did not want to. Instead, he could not!
While it was said that three late Immortal Bridge Martial Saints had joined forces, within this Nine Bends Yellow River Formation, they were not much different from eighth level Martial Saints to Yan Zhaoge.
It was even to the extent that as time passed and their injuries worsened, they were practically like seventh level Martial Saints.
What would happen to Yan Zhaoge when facing the combined attacks of mid and early Immortal Bridge Martial Saints? Peng He's death and the previous Vast Spirit Mountain Meet had already been displayed to the point.
Qing Shuzi tapped on the ground, rapidly shifting through space as he attempted to increase the distance between him and Yan Zhaoge.
Of Illusory Coming Peak, Qing Shuzi was an elite amongst his peers who possessed outstanding movement techniques.
Yet, beneath the dual blows of the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation and his heavy injuries, he could only watch helplessly on as Yan Zhaoge caught up to him.
Qing Shuzi's face was pale as no blood could be seen on it.
Seeing that he would not be able to outrun Yan Zhaoge, much less escape the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation, he simply halted.
"Daoist, please. Your Heaven Earth Within Sleeve has truly broadened this Yan's horizons." Yan Zhaoge strode over, "Today, within my Nine Bends Yellow River Formation, your cultivation base and strength have all been suppressed as you are unable to display your full strength. Still, this is a life and death battle between us and not a spar. Forgive this Yan for not being calculative about my methods."
Qing Shuzi who was usually silent stared fixedly at Yan Zhaoge, "You, where exactly are you from?"
Yan Zhaoge smiled, "Eight Extremities World, disciple of Broad Creed Mountain. I thought that you already knew about this."
"Ha …" Qing Shuzi laughed as well, "This humble Daoist has thought about who I might die to if I perish? I have thought about many things. Still, before today, I had never thought that I might die by your hands. "
"Still, as you said to Peng He earlier." Qing Shuzi laughed, "Someone will send you down to accompany us. This humble Daoist will be waiting for you down below!"
With a stern roar, Qing Shuzi extended his remaining sleeve, swinging it towards Yan Zhaoge.
Mid-way through, a black shadow suddenly emerged from within. At first glance, it seemed like his sleeve had suddenly lengthened.
It was actually a jet-black whip.
Knowing that Yan Zhaoge's dark green bamboo cane could counter Sacred Artifacts, Qing Shuzi had not used a weapon earlier.
Still, at this moment where his life was at stake, how could he care about so much?
Yan Zhaoge's expression did not change as the dark green bamboo cane descended, the jet-black whip that resembled a long dragon instantly turning into a dead snake.
Qing Shuzi made use of this chance to directly release his Sacred Artifact before extending his sleeve, executing the Heaven Earth Within Sleeve once more.
Yan Zhaoge did not evade this time as he stood unmoving where he was, allowing Qing Shuzi's Heaven Earth Within Sleeve to collect him.
Amidst the distortion of space, his figure instantly shrunk as he was sucked into Qing Shuzi's sleeve.
Qing Shuzi, however, did not reveal a joyful expression.
This was because the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation before him was still circulating unceasingly!
Indeed, the next moment, that sleeve of his began expanding unceasingly.
A bulge would occasionally appear on the surface of his sleeve, as if something was rampaging about within.
Qing Shuzi suppressed it with all his might. Still, under the dual effects of the formation and his injuries, he was becoming more and more powerless.
Finally, there was a loud rumbling sound!
That sleeve of Qing Shuzi's directly exploded, transforming into numerous pieces of cloth that dispersed throughout the air.
A mournful, terrifying sword-glow lit up unceasingly.
That sole arm of Qing Shuzi's was riddled with bloodstains as he was wounded all over.
"Perhaps I should send more people down to accompany you?" Yan Zhaoge's voice resounded once more, originating from behind Qing Shuzi.
The terrifying sword tapped Qing Shuzi's temple before piercing through!
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