Holy Fist!

Chapter 449 You are not worthy to be my opponents!

"Is there another mask with you?"

In the ruins of the stage, the dark-skinned, thin old man held the Myriad Souls Box in his left hand, and slowly took out a ferocious mask with a blue face and fangs from his robes with his right. The mithril mask gleamed slightly, instantly echoing the mask on Bai Xiao's body.

He could feel the Mother of Masks becoming incredibly hot, like a branding iron. At this moment, within the mostly collapsed Cloud Mountain Valley, three mithril masks had appeared, and the Coordinate Netherworld Seal had also materialized. Instantly, a strange and mysterious rhythm resonated deep within.

It was as if a large fish was swimming silently beneath the calm surface of the water.

It could burst through the water at any moment.

"Demon Lord, everything is ready. We can activate it now."

In the distance, the dark-skinned, thin old man quietly watched Bai Xiao. His lips parted slightly without a sound, as if he were transmitting his voice over a distance of several miles.

at the same time.

On the vast ocean, a luxurious white cruise ship named Asuka floated silently. Seemingly receiving some kind of signal, its specially modified hull suddenly opened, releasing a continuous stream of scarlet blood into the sea. Each drop of blood was as condensed as a crystal-clear ruby; it was not ordinary blood, but rather some mysterious essence possessing extraordinary power.

It doesn't smell bad at all; on the contrary, it has a wonderfully fragrant aroma that is intoxicating.

A crimson color spread wildly in all directions from the Asuka as the center. Like a drop of ink falling into clear water, the entire nearshore area was stained red by the flowing blood, resembling a giant gemstone.

the other side.

Yunshan Valley, outside the core combat zone.

Aside from the three Grandmasters, the rest of the members of the Demon Court, while battling all the martial artists participating in the martial arts tournament, systematically drove black crystal pillars into specific areas. Inside these pillars, countless black dots writhe and twist, resembling leeches and locusts in a disgusting manner. Upon closer inspection, one could discern that each black dot was actually a miniature human face, writhing in agony, shedding bloody tears, like vengeful spirits.

If each black dot represents a person, then each crystal pillar contains thousands of lives. And the people of the Demon Court have already deployed hundreds of such pillars around Yunshan.

I really don't know how long they've been preparing for this day.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

A series of incredibly fast figures collided and became entangled rapidly.

Some were armed, others unarmed, their battle sending sparks flying and creating large craters in the ground. The Demon Court wore uniform black attire with a white skull on the collar. Their opponents, however, varied in appearance and build, hailing from all over the world. The Demon Court was internationally recognized as the number one terrorist organization.

The numerous spectators and participants in the martial arts tournament, naturally harboring no illusions, launched their attack without hesitation. They did indeed cause considerable trouble for the Demon Court, as it was filled with truly formidable experts, a force that could not be ignored. However, some of the top experts had just endured a brutal competition and had not yet recovered. Furthermore, the participants came from all over the world, lacking unity and coordination. Many even simply wanted to break through the encirclement.

Naturally, the Court of Demons gradually gained the upper hand.

During this process, some even suddenly turned against him! For example, several top-tier sect leaders from the Heavenly Kingdom actually attacked their own allies, causing localized unrest. Light Eagle Philin stopped pretending, fully confirming his extraordinary relationship with the Court of Demons. Fortunately, Light Eagle Philin had just been severely injured by White Owl in the afternoon's match and had only recovered about 30-40% of his strength.

Otherwise, if Guangying Feilin were at his peak and suddenly turned against them, the martial arts tournament side would pay a terrible price instantly.

From the sky, one can see an area surrounding Yunshan Valley.

There is fighting and killing everywhere.

A variety of powerful auras crisscrossed, blood spurted, and fist shadows flickered.

……

Battle Square.

The dark-skinned, thin old man held the Myriad Souls Box in his left hand, his gaze fixed on Bai Xiao, a chilling smile on his face.

"I am Ming Qianke, and the world calls me the Underworld Sect."

His words became meaningful, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"I've been observing you from the shadows. Bai Xiao, you hold many secrets. If I'm not mistaken, you currently possess three to four forbidden martial arts techniques! It's unimaginable how you obtained these forbidden martial arts. Similarly, it's hard for me to imagine how you manage to balance and control these different forbidden martial arts, preventing them from conflicting and suppressing the terrifying backlash. This is even more difficult than obtaining so many forbidden martial arts. Each forbidden martial art represents a source, an ultimate entity in the void. Different source powers are simply incompatible, possessing unimaginable exclusivity. Even most grandmasters only possess one..."

The dark-skinned, thin old man, who called himself the Netherworld Sect, slowly took a step forward and continued speaking.

"I am 255 years old and have seen many grandmasters in the world. To date, only a handful of people have been able to master two forbidden secret weapons by chance and achieve a dangerous balance. But in the end, they often die from the backlash of the forbidden secret weapons."

"As for those possessing three or four forbidden techniques, I've never seen one before. Your existence has certainly broadened my horizons. Actually, I really wanted to capture you alive and study the reason behind it. However, the return of Lord You Tian is more important. Besides, I couldn't stop you from committing suicide with forbidden power. There's no other way but to kill you here..."

Ming Zong's figure flashed suddenly, disappearing without a trace as if he had vanished into the void. Above Bai Xiao's head, the space there suddenly fluctuated violently.

A deep voice suddenly rang out.

"Bai Xiao, I'll gladly accept your life!"

"Boom!!!"

A jet-black hand-blade, tearing through the void, crashed down, completely locking down and suppressing the area around Bai Xiao. In that instant, the hand-blade, with its five fingers joined together, expanded wildly, transforming into five pillars reaching to the sky. At the edge of its palm, countless emerald green ghost flames and scarlet heads roared and howled.

In an instant, it was as if a hole had been torn open in the netherworld.

The many bizarre entities within surged forth and invaded reality.

The attack from the Underworld Sect was not just an ordinary strike; it instantly unleashed forbidden power, aiming to completely obliterate Bai Xiao.

"Empty, empty, empty..."

An overwhelming aura pressed down on Bai Xiao's shoulders, threatening to crush his upright figure. But at this moment, facing the terrifying hand strike, he remained utterly calm. Just as the two were about to collide head-on...

"Godlike state!"

Bai Xiao suddenly clasped his hands together, and his entire body once again erupted with a dazzling golden light of azure hue. Platinum energy surged and roared, transforming into a towering, divine phantom. The once shattered, magnificent armor reformed, still wild and domineering, awe-inspiring, and gleaming in the sunlight.

"Bang!!!"

The pitch-black hand blade, obscuring the sky, cleaved Bai Xiao directly into the earth, carving a deep trench thousands of meters long into the hard ground of the Cloud Mountain Valley. Green flames burned in the trench, and countless scarlet heads invaded the world, greedily devouring the surrounding ground.

They were like starving ghosts, not even sparing the soil and rocks.

"There are still more?"

Half empty.

Ming Zong frowned slightly. He had just sensed a forbidden power soaring into the sky, clearly Bai Xiao's doing. At this moment, Ming Zong felt that this kid was a bit too troublesome, with too many trump cards. Previously, he had used various forbidden martial arts to forcefully restrain Yu Zong, and cooperated with Ouyang Ming to injure him. He originally thought that Bai Xiao had exhausted his methods, but he didn't expect that he still had a trump card up his sleeve.

"If this kid were to reach the Grandmaster level..."

"I am afraid……"

A sense of fear rose in the hearts of all Mingzong members.

A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, and he was about to strike again without hesitation.

"Ding!"

High in the distant sky.

A highly condensed beam of white energy traversed countless kilometers, piercing through layers of air and even causing black spatial rifts to appear in the surrounding area. With a whoosh, it slammed heavily into Ming Zong. His attack was interrupted, and he was forcefully propelled away by the terrifying energy, crashing through mountain ruins, shoving across beaches, and plunging into the sea. The resulting monstrous waves nearly capsized the Flying Bird cruise ship.

"Crash!"

Mingzong rose from the sea of ​​blood, his sharp gaze fixed on the distance.

midair.

A slightly distorted white light figure approached from afar.

It was a metallic mech exuding an aura of extreme terror. On its back, near the shoulder blades, metal lines spontaneously formed a swirling wing pattern, shimmering with an extremely high density of energy. Inside the chest, there seemed to be an engine capable of drawing energy from the world, constantly running.

The enormous, buzzing vibrations even blurred the boundary between the real world and the deeper world, causing bizarre and fantastical scenes to flash behind it.

"Metal Council?"

"Ouyang Ming, you even contacted the Metal Council!?"

Ming Zong's expression changed, becoming somewhat solemn.

far away.

"Boom!"

Zong Ouyangming unleashed a punch, and the winding, roaring thunder dragon sent the injured Yu Zong flying, gliding all the way to a distance of ten miles.

He turned his head slightly and looked in the direction of the Underworld Sect.

"I never expected that your entire court of demons would come out in force."

"If only two Grandmasters come, then with me, Crane Sect, and this Flying Ascension cultivator from the Holy Sect Group, the three of us working together, we should be able to capture one of them no matter what!" Ouyang Ming said with a hint of regret...

Then, he turned his gaze to the ditch that had been cut by a hand strike.

Green flames burned on both sides of the ditch, the power of the Grandmaster had not yet dissipated.

"Kakaka!"

"Oh!"

A figure, like a phoenix rising from the ashes, burst forth once more, smashing through countless crimson heads in its path. Bai Xiao's towering frame was stained with blood, his upper body riddled with wounds, and his once-glossy golden divine armor was severely damaged, its surface dulled to a mere shadow of its former self. Ming Zong seemed to be the strongest of the three grandmasters from the Court of Evil Spirits, having actually managed to break through Bai Xiao's divine state. However, thankfully, he was only severely injured.

He coughed violently, his whole body trembled, and fragments of his armor crumbled off.

The flesh-repairing and bone-healing effects of the Huangting Sutra took effect rapidly, enveloping Bai Xiao in a burst of scorching white steam, causing his wounds to heal quickly.

"fine……"

Ouyang Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as Bai Xiao is alive, he has a way to bring him back to health. Bai Xiao played a crucial role today, and Ouyang Ming must do everything in his power to ensure his safety. After this battle, he will provide Bai Xiao with an extremely generous reward.

"The Demon Lord!"

Ouyang Ming appeared relaxed, while Ming Zong's face was extremely gloomy.

He directly called upon the high-ranking officials in charge of this operation from the Court of Demons.

"Take your men and surround and kill Bai Xiao!"

"The last mask is in his hands."

"We must get the third mask before 5 PM!"

As soon as Mingzong finished speaking, the flying-level mech in the distance streaked over like a meteor, leaving a distorted, blurry trail behind it. Its magnificent energy wings unfurled, instantly emitting a blazing light, and a terrifying wave of energy swept across the entire Cloud Mountain Valley.

Instantly, all the metals within the earth's ore were decomposed, shooting into the sky like a waterfall of silver, transforming into two enormous cross-shaped swords.

Fei upgraded his mech, gripped a pair of two-handed swords, and swung them down heavily.

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

Mingzong also roared, supporting Youming with one hand and raising his arm toward the sky.

"Rumble, rumble..."

The two sides engaged in a fierce battle, their power boundless.

On the other side, Ouyang Ming pressed his advantage, transforming into a roaring thunder dragon soaring through the heavens and earth, frantically chasing after the increasingly seriously injured Yu Zong.

Further away, the old rivals, Yazong and Hezong, were also locked in a fierce battle.

……

Cloudy mountain valley, battle square.

Bai Xiao stood on a flat piece of ground, his chest heaving violently. Blood streamed down his muscular arms and splattered onto the soil. His face was slightly pale, his energy and spirit greatly depleted, and his aura extremely weak. The forbidden power of his forbidden martial arts techniques had been almost entirely used up in his earlier clash with the two grandmasters. At this moment, he was in his weakest state.

"Shhhhhh!"

Suddenly, powerful figures appeared from all directions, leaping towards them.

"Dong dong dong dong!"

Four figures stood in four directions, blocking all of Bai Xiao's paths. Their auras were ferocious and terrifying, their hands seemingly stained with blood; they were undoubtedly high-ranking members of the Demon Court, having wreaked havoc across the globe for who knows how long!

Each and every one of them is a master of the pinnacle of their respective schools!

There was also a leader.

Black hair, black robe, black pants, black shoes, black gloves, and a black longsword in hand.

The aura emanating from him was no weaker than that of Dao Mo Guang Ying and others!
The Court of Demons, the Lord of Demons, the Demon King!

Inside the encirclement.

Bai Xiao stood silently like an iron tower, his gaze sweeping around.

He slowly raised his strong arms, and a terrifying platinum aura surged forth.

"You are not worthy to be my opponents!!!"

(End of this chapter)