Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 469 Nine Riders
On the third day of the street fighting, Zhou Leng went into battle again.

As noon approached, the spiked club finally shattered under the intense pressure of the battle between innate beings.

The moment the spiked club shattered, all the demons along the long street revealed childlike, innocent smiles.

The human martial artists behind Zhou Leng were dumbfounded.

At this point in the battle, we've run out of weapons. What if the demons counterattack...?

Before the fragments of the spiked club could even hit the ground, Zhou Leng raised his right hand and pulled out his spare legendary ice chain hammer.

A dark blue chain connects a wooden handle to a silver spiked mace. The mace exudes a chilling aura and looks even more formidable than a spiked club.

The smile on the demon's face shifted to the human warrior.

The chain hammer is much more difficult to master than the spiked club, so Zhou Leng originally didn't plan to use it, or he would wait until he had practiced it before using it.

There's no other way now but to bite the bullet and use it.

The bad news is that what I used at the beginning was indeed a mess.

The good news is that the chilling aura of the Frost Chain Hammer is terrifyingly strong in Zhou Leng's hands. Even if it misses, the legendary-level chilling aura can still damage the monster's physical functions, and another blow will surely kill it.

Even better news is that Zhou Leng had the magic spirit master help activate the Frozen Celestial Sphere, limiting its range to about five meters.

Without a large number of magic masters to maintain it, the Frozen Celestial Sphere's total power decreased, but its range decreased from a radius of three kilometers to five meters.

This resulted in the freezing power surrounding Zhou Leng being about three times stronger than before.

In the eyes of the monster, a terrifying scene unfolded.

With a frozen celestial sphere hovering above his head, Zhou Leng swung his icy chain hammer, the trajectory of which even he himself couldn't discern, wreaking havoc in all directions.

None of the demons that entered the Frozen Celestial Sphere were able to unleash even half their full power.

The demons sent out muscular orcs with demigod bloodlines.

Two blows missed, one hit the mark, and he died.

They dispatched the innate giant insect.

He was killed with two hammer blows.

Left with no other choice, they dispatched the Demon Giant.

Three blows the day before yesterday, two hammer blows today, and the demon giant was smashed into shattered ice.

The commander of the Heavenly Calamity Army gritted his teeth and dispatched a demonic dragon, imbued with various spells and also clad in legendary armor.

Unlike ordinary dragons, its glossy black skin was covered with fist-sized black crystals.

The Black Crystal Dragon is the most commercially valuable dragon among all dragons.

Dragon Black Crystal is a renowned luxury item and magical material in the Ten Realms.

The demons on both sides parted, and the dragon spread its huge wings and walked towards Zhou Leng.

"Humans, when the Black Gold Crystal descends, all language is pale and powerless."

"Power creates everything, changes everything, and destroys everything."

After the dragon finished speaking, it charged forward.

To the surprise of both sides, Zhou Leng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he became inexplicably full of fighting spirit.

With a frozen celestial sphere hovering above his head, he wielded an icy chain hammer and attacked the demonic dragon.

The dragon is merely a creature of innate muscle and muscularity.

Zhou Lengyuan was no match for the Great Innate Demon Dragon, but he was evenly matched with the Muscle Demon Dragon.

The two fought fiercely, their footsteps splitting the earth and destroying houses. They quickly dodged and weaved, soon escaping the battlefield and fighting among the buildings of the fortress.

The man and the dragon were like two tanks, roaring and fighting for a long time without a clear winner.

boom……

The dragon crashed its back into a four-story building, smashing through large sections of the wall and sending bricks and stones flying.
It roared angrily and spewed out dark dragon breath.

Zhou Leng dodged quickly.

The power of a dragon is not much less than that of a giant, and when combined with powerful magic, it is far more troublesome than a demonic giant that uses brute force.

The demonic dragon cast a series of spells, relentlessly closing in on Zhou Leng.

Suddenly, Zhou Leng found an opening in the dragon's defenses, leaped behind it, and wrapped his arms around its thick tail.

His blood and qi surged, his body swelled, and he exerted nearly three hundred tons of force to drag the demonic dragon.

The dragon was about to cast a spell, but it lost its balance and had to stop. It turned around in a panic and confusion to look at the little one behind it.

Such a tiny human being, yet he managed to hold himself up.

The dragon was furious and wanted to turn around and unleash its dragon breath, but it found that it had just used it and its power was insufficient.

So, steeling its resolve, it gripped the ground with its claws and swung its tail violently, ready to wrestle with Zhou Leng.

This giant dragon weighs over 100 tons, comparable to a blue whale.

"Rise!" Zhou Leng shouted, and the ground beneath his feet cracked like a net. Then he spun around in place, swinging the demonic dragon.

laugh……

The dragon's claws left deep claw marks on the ground.

laugh……

The dragon's body was lifted off the ground and flung horizontally by Zhou Leng.

The warriors and monsters watching the battle from a short distance, as well as the numerous commanders observing the battle through drones, all held their breath.

That's a demonic dragon.

Zhou Leng spun around in place while holding the demonic dragon, and the ground beneath his feet collapsed and cracked.

The dragon was flung sideways at high speed, drawing a circle in mid-air.

Suddenly, Zhou Leng exerted all his strength, and thick white steam erupted from the pores of his arms.

laugh……

The demonic dragon flew out.

boom!
The dragon crashed into the four-story building.

It crashed through four floors.

Rumble…

Amidst billowing smoke and dust, the four-story building collapsed.

Zhou Leng rushed over, stepping over the collapsed floors.

The dragon got up groggily, gently shaking its brains.

There was a clanging sound coming from inside, as if it were filled with water.

Suddenly, the dragon's tail tightened, and it whirled around.

The man grabbed the dragon's tail and the point where it connected to its rear end with both hands, and hoisted the dragon's tail onto his shoulder.

"What are you trying to do... Can't you just talk things out..." the dragon cried out in a sharp, mournful voice.

Zhou Leng took a step forward, cracking the earth, and lifted the dragon's tail onto his shoulder, executing a powerful back throw. The giant dragon, over ten meters long and weighing over a hundred tons, rose from the ground, drew a semicircle in the sky, and landed heavily on its back and the back of its head.

boom!
The earth collapsed, the dragon's body trembled three times, and its eyes went blank.

Zhou Leng rushed to the back of the demonic dragon's neck and brandished the Frost Cry Sword.

shuh...

The sword severed the head, and the power of frost sealed the wound, preventing a single drop of blood from flowing.

Under the watchful eyes of both armies, Zhou Leng quickly divided the demonic dragon into pieces and stored them in his spatial wooden box.

The speed of their movements sent chills down the spines of all the monsters.

How many dragons has this madman killed to be able to cut them so skillfully?
Zhou Leng, carrying a chain hammer, stepped across a battlefield ruin and jumped back between the two armies.

The group of innate demons were intimidated and slowly retreated, not daring to be enemies.

"Slay the demon!"

"Slay the demon!"

The human army pressed forward.

In a side hall of the city lord's mansion, the commander of Tiger Hill Fortress watched the battle footage of masked warriors from all four corners.

According to the demon warlock's analysis, this person is the one who turned the tide of the Battle of Taihu Lake and also helped to seize the third mine.

In this city battle, he fought for three days straight, killing thousands of innate beings.

"The Primordial King, huh..."

The four corners stared at Zhou Leng in the image.

He felt that the person was somewhat familiar, but he had only met Zhou Leng once, for a very short time, and at that time Zhou Leng did not have this kind of battlefield pressure, so he did not make the connection with Zhou Leng.

"No matter what, he must die. Send out the undead knights to accumulate the power of death, then crush this human warrior head-on and restore morale."

"Yes!"

On the afternoon of the third day of street fighting, a terrifying message spread.

An undead knight appears.

The Undead Knight multiplied into ten, leaving corpses strewn everywhere he went.

The most monstrous thing about the Undead Knight is that when he charges, he doesn't distinguish between friend and foe, and he kills everything in his path.

In just one hour, the Undead Knight absorbed enough death power.

From afar, ten undead knights rode five-meter-tall hellhorses, their bodies as black as thick fog, wielding enormous black-gold knight lances as they charged toward Zhou Leng.

Tap tap tap... Bang bang bang...

The horse's hooves landed with a thud.

The innate demons ahead changed their expressions abruptly, parting to the sides like a tide, and fleeing the road by scaling the walls.

Zhou Leng looked up at the undead knight who was approaching like a black storm. He hesitated for a moment, but then his hesitation turned into determination.

Although he knew he was no match for the enemy, he still wanted to try one more move before fleeing.

"Hurry up!" the crowd shouted from behind.

Zhou Leng put away his chain hammer and switched to his more familiar Frost Cry Sword.

Ahead, nine knights surrounded the central knight, their footsteps thundering as they moved faster and faster.

Suddenly, the Undead Knight accelerated.

boom!
Breaking the sound barrier, a white wall of air protected them.

All the martial artists were terrified and fled in all directions.

In the chaotic street, only one person faced the black storm and swung his sword.

The lead knight in the middle held his spear, and even slightly raised his head, like a spectator, without making a move.

The nine knights beside him all raised their spears.

Boom boom boom...

Nine explosions rang out simultaneously, and nine horizontal, pointed white energy blasts, like nine white dragons, detached from the spear and flew towards it.

At the Grandmaster level, power is projected outwards.

Zhou Leng never expected that the Undead Knight would be this strong, but retreating now would mean certain death. With a flash of his eyes, he swung his sword with all his might.

call……

The Frost Cry Sword, surrounded by true energy, bursts forth like fire, relentlessly blazing.

The Taiqing Sea Robe, like a robe unfolded, is hollow and billows.

With a single sword strike, he cleaved the very front of the energy blast.

boom!
The moment Zhou Leng's body collided with the force of the energy, his entire body compressed forward like a spring, but in the instant after the collision, his body flew backward with the help of the energy.

However, the Undead Knight's power was too great. The first burst of energy not only injured Zhou Leng, but the remaining bursts of energy also formed a terrifying penetrating force, striking Zhou Leng's body one after another.

The Taiqing Sea Robe instantly disintegrated, and the legendary armor trembled violently.

Zhou Leng's vision went black, and as he flew backward, he could no longer hold back. A metallic taste rose in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

A moment later, the onlookers in the distance witnessed an unbelievable scene.

Amidst the blood mist, a tiny fraction of blood droplets formed a strange suction force, drawing in all the blood.

Then, the blood flowed backward and returned to Zhou Leng's mouth.

While everyone was marveling at this incredible feat, Zhou Leng's body slammed to the ground, then bounced up, slammed to the ground again, and bounced up again.

It bounced off three times, like a powerless ball.

The sound of horses' hooves rang out again.

In the next instant, Zhou Leng leaped up and glanced at the Undead Knight who had been holding down his gun without firing.

"When I reach the Great Innate Realm, let us fight again!"

Zhou Leng turned and ran.

He rode the Heavenly Dragon Flash, reaching a speed of nearly 300 meters per second.

The Undead Knight chased for a while, then stopped.

He was not a true master after all; having just used Supersonic Charge, he couldn't use it immediately.

Having accomplished his mission, he watched the fleeing figure disappear into the distance, then turned his horse around and headed back.

Zhou Leng slowed down and jogged towards the camp after seeing that the Undead Knight had stopped chasing him.

He cursed the Undead Knight inwardly for being shameless, fighting nine against one, who could stand that?

Let alone himself, even Li Shenkong, who was in the Bone Forging stage, would have to cough up blood and run away if he came here.

Of all the people I know, probably only the three sons of Guhe could have killed this fiend during the Bone Forging stage.

(End of this chapter)