Martial Arts Crossover: The Sweeping Monk of Wudang? That's our patriarch!

The old man had no intention of fighting to the death. After exchanging a few blows, he realized he had no chance of winning and immediately withdrew again!

But this time, Lin Daochen will not give him another chance.

No matter how fast his lightness skill is, how could it be faster than Lin Daochen's Sumeru Lightning Escape?

After several attempts to dodge and weave, the old man finally realized the reality—Lin Daochen wouldn't let him go, and he couldn't escape even if he had wings.

Taking a deep breath, he steadied himself in mid-air, his face ashen, and spoke in a low, hoarse voice: "Master Dao Chen, do you have to be so ruthless? Aren't you afraid I'll die with you?"

"You're overthinking it." Lin Daochen's tone was indifferent, as if a whisk had swept across a cold stone. "You fish are destined to die, but my net will not budge."

As soon as the words were spoken, a chill ran through the air.

The old man's eyes suddenly sharpened, his killing intent surging. He knew there was no escape.

Then let's fight!

"Since that's the case..." he sneered, his true essence exploding within him, "then this old man will experience the extraordinary abilities of True Immortal Dao Chen!"

In an instant, he took the initiative and attacked, his fist tearing through the void, no longer holding back or retreating.

Unfortunately, the gap in strength cannot be bridged by simply fighting desperately.

After a few exchanges, the difference in skill was immediately apparent.

The old man was forced into retreat, facing imminent danger, teetering on the brink of death at every turn. The sword, sharp as frost, remained suspended above his head, poised to sever his severed head in an instant.

The defeat is set.

But the more desperate the situation, the more mad people become.

"Lin Daochen! You want me dead—then I'll drag you down to hell with me!"

With a roar, he recklessly ignited his true essence, burning his spirit, energy, and soul, transforming his flesh and bones into surging power, making him resemble a fireball about to explode!

"die--!"

He leaped into the air and unleashed a powerful punch!

Boom!!!

The sky shattered, and a blinding fist imprint stretched across the heavens, like a meteor falling to earth, unstoppable! A straight passage was forcibly carved out of the void, and a fierce wind swept for thousands of miles!

The crowd below looked up, their hearts pounding – this unassuming old man was actually this powerful?!

The best in the world, without a doubt!

Faced with this desperate attack, Lin Daochen's expression remained unchanged, his eyes as cold as ice.

The spiritual energy within his body surged like a raging torrent, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and a bright sword aura shot out from the sky!

laugh--

The sword light, sharp as a blade, cleaved through the sky, meeting the giant fist head-on.

Like a hot knife slicing through oil, it cuts it in half with a resounding crash!

The momentum continued unabated, the sword energy surged down, crushing everything in its path, breaking through defenses, shattering meridians, and heading straight for his body!

puff--!!

The old man coughed up blood and flew backward.

In the blink of an eye, with a thunderous roar, Lin Daochen had already teleported to his side, grabbed his neck with one hand, and poured in spiritual power, instantly sealing off all the meridians in his body!

"Master Dao Chen, please spare me..."

Before he could even utter a word of pleading, Lin Daochen had already placed his other hand on the top of his head.

A bluish light swirled around him, and a chilling, mysterious radiance emanated from his fingertips.

"Ahhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhh!!!"

A piercing scream echoed through the sky, as if the soul was being torn apart inch by inch.

The Soul Searching Technique is complete.

This is a secret technique created by Lin Daochen after comprehending the Dao of Divine Consciousness. When the technique is performed, the recipient's soul feels as if it is being pierced by a thousand needles, causing unbearable pain. Once completed, those with weak souls will instantly become idiots, resembling walking corpses.

In this world, no one cultivates the divine soul; only Lin Daochen has stepped into this realm.

The ending was already predetermined.

A moment later, the old man's eyes went blank, saliva dripped from his mouth, and he lost all his senses, becoming a complete cripple.

"The Great Yuan Dynasty..." A cold glint flashed in Lin Daochen's eyes, his killing intent chilling.

With a casual shattering of his heart meridian, his body, like a kite with a broken string, plummeted into the surging waves of the East China Sea.

The Sumeru Lightning Escape was activated again, and in a flash, he returned to the battlefield.

At this moment, Li Chungang and Tuoba Pusa were already bloodthirsty, their swords flashing and the world turning pale.

"Sword God Li, this man is targeting me. Leave the rest to me," Lin Daochen said calmly, slashing the two away with his sword.

He saw it clearly—with Li Chungang's current level of cultivation, killing Tuoba Pusa would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

"Master, you have fought two battles in a row. Take a break and let me take over." Li Chungang stood with his sword in hand, his tone sincere.

"No need." Lin Daochen's gaze was calm. "I still have enough strength left to kill him."

Upon hearing this, Li Chungang remained silent for a moment before slowly sheathing his sword.

Tuoba Bodhisattva stared at Lin Daochen with a solemn expression and said in a deep voice, "Daochen Zhenren, you have already killed that person. Why don't we just let this matter drop?"

"Absolutely impossible."

"Today, you will die. Tomorrow, your Northern Mang emperor will also be buried with you."

Lin Daochen's tone was calm, yet like a deep, cold pool, seemingly undisturbed, but exuding a chilling killing intent.

He had lived two lives and never knew how to write the word "forgiveness".

Since the Northern Barbarian Empress dared to plot against him first, she should have realized that blood debts can only be repaid in blood.

The moment these words were spoken, Tuoba Pusa's face suddenly darkened, as if a black cloud was pressing down on the city.

……

"Ha... Is the Master truly determined to fight the Northern Barbarians to the death?"

"Very well! Today, I'll see just who will be buried in the East Sea!"

Who was Tuoba Pusa? A top-tier expert of the era, whose mere thought could shake mountains and rivers. Seeing no room for maneuver, he immediately cut off all escape routes, his fighting spirit exploding forth!

boom--!

A terrifying aura surged from his body, as if an ancient ferocious beast had awakened and torn through the sky.

In his previous battle with Li Chungang, he had already depleted most of his true energy, but now he ignited all his remaining power, leaving no room for anything else.

Even more astonishingly, specks of golden flame appeared on his body, as fine as starlight, yet as intense as the flames that scorch the heavens—a sign that his essence, energy, and spirit were completely ignited, a fight to the death, a blood exchange for life!

Seeing this, Lin Daochen's eyes turned cold, and he instantly pushed the Yin-Yang Creation Technique within his body to its limit, his spiritual power flowing like a river, and his meridians bursting open.

He was already exhausted from the series of battles, but he didn't want to drag this one out.

boom!!

A powerful aura erupted from him, like a dragon soaring through the sky, rushing straight into the sea of ​​clouds.

In an instant—

The two attacked at the same time!

Lin Daochen's Heavenly Prison Sword cleaved through the sky, its sword aura profound and unpredictable, drawing forth rolling thunder and purple lightning like flowers, exploding in the air and leaving a trail of destruction.

Just like the sword strike that killed Wang Xianzhi before, it was extremely simple, extremely fast, and extremely ruthless!

A thousand-foot-long thunderous sword aura tore through the void, carrying a world-destroying force as it slashed straight down!

On the other side—

Tuoba Pusa leaped up, raised his right fist high, and slammed it out like a god wielding a hammer!

The fist's power was as vast as the sun in the sky, its golden light shining brightly, condensing into a domineering and incomparable golden dragon, roaring as it smashed through the void, directly facing the thunderous sword energy!

……

boom--! ! !

The heavens and earth trembled violently, and the void collapsed!

After a brief stalemate, the thunderous sword energy suddenly pressed down, like divine punishment descending, forcefully cleaving the golden dragon in two!

The sword energy had not diminished, and its remaining power was undiminished. It roared down and aimed straight for Tuoba Pusa's head!

At this moment, Tuoba Pusa was already exhausted, his energy and spirit completely depleted. Faced with this earth-shattering sword strike, he had no power to resist.

Bang! !

A flash of sword light swept across his neck!

A head flew into the sky, followed closely by the body, both plunging into the vast East China Sea.

The waves surged, and two sprays of water flashed by before being swallowed up by the raging tide.

The spectators below erupted in uproar.

"Tuoba Bodhisattva is dead! The Northern Mang military god... has fallen!"

"Master Dao Chen is terrifying! He fought two terrestrial celestial beings, Wang Xianzhi and Tuoba Bodhisattva, in succession, and still managed to behead them with a single sword strike! Is he even human?"

"Worth it! Today was truly an eye-opening experience! First, a clash of titans, then a series of victories against celestial beings—it was absolutely breathtaking, one wave after another!"

"Shouldn't this be over by now? No one else is going to jump in, is there?"

Some people laughed and joked.

Before the words were finished—

A clear, cold voice suddenly rang out:

"Meeting you today has made the trip worthwhile. Lin Daochen of Wudang truly lives up to his reputation."

As soon as the voice fell, a young-looking eunuch quietly stood beside Lin Daochen, his robes fluttering without wind, his aura concealed.

Wang Xianzhi's pupils contracted, and her expression changed slightly: "How...why did he leave Tai'an City?"

"Old Wang, do you recognize this person?" Li Chungang raised an eyebrow and asked in a low voice.

Although he had secluded himself at the bottom of Listening Tide Lake for decades, his vision remained intact. He recognized all the top masters in the martial arts world, but he had never seen this person before.

Wang Xianzhi nodded slowly, his voice low and deep: "The last trump card of the Li Yang royal family."

"Back when I stormed Tai'an City, I was forced back by him alone."

"It was because of him that I was able to finally reach a compromise with Li Yang, agreeing to non-aggression."

Li Chungang's pupils shrank sharply: "Even you are no match for him?"

He was truly shocked.

The Li Yang Dynasty actually harbors an existence even more terrifying than Wang Xianzhi?

"He... is somewhat special," Wang Xianzhi said slowly. "In Tai'an City, I can't beat him."

"But in Wudi City—he can't beat me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly looked up, stared directly at the young eunuch, and demanded sharply:

"What are you doing in Wudi City? You dare to leave Tai'an City, aren't you afraid... you'll never be able to go back?"

The young eunuch chuckled lightly, his tone indifferent: "I'm also reluctant to leave Tai'an City."

"But the current Emperor of Liyang told me personally that if Dao Chen Zhenren does not die, the world will sooner or later belong to the Xu family."

His gaze shifted to Lin Daochen's face: "I heard that you, Master, once had a secret discussion about this matter with the King of Beiliang?"

Lin Daochen nodded calmly and replied, "That's right, it's true."

The conversation between Li Yang and Xu Xiao at the Northern Liang Prince's Mansion years ago has finally been leaked. Li Yang has many informants, especially the secret service organization called "Zhao Gou," which is omnipresent.

He had never intended to hide it. Longhu Mountain and Liyang were of one mind, while his Wudang had long been secretly colluding with Beiliang. Since their positions were clear, why bother concealing them?

"A truly open and honest person." The young eunuch smiled slightly, then turned to look at Wang Xianzhi. "Now, do you understand why I'm here in Martial Emperor City?"

Wang Xianzhi remained silent as iron.

If it is truly to protect the Liyang River, then it is perfectly reasonable for this person to leave Tai'an City.

Lin Daochen slowly spoke: "So, the current emperor sent you to kill me?"

He certainly recognized the person before him—the legendary eunuch who lived as long as the Li Yang Dynasty.

He appears to be young, but his lifespan is unfathomable, far beyond what ordinary people can comprehend.

Within Tai'an City, no one could break through his defenses; countless assassins perished outside the palace gates, all of whom were stopped by him alone.

But Lin Daochen didn't believe in the idea of ​​being "invincible".

Having already glimpsed the clues from his previous battle with Wang Xianzhi: just as Wang Xianzhi gained power through the martial arts world of Wudi City, this person in Tai'an City would surely be able to mobilize the dragon vein energy of the dynasty and thus become a hegemon.

If he were at his peak, he could kill Wang Xianzhi, who was blessed with good fortune, and he could certainly kill this eunuch as well.

Unfortunately, right now...

Although the Great Rejuvenation Pill helped him regain his spiritual power, after successively killing the old man and Tuoba Bodhisattva, his true essence was almost exhausted again.

The odds of winning are slim if we fight now.

But he remained calm.

The cards haven't been played yet; their fate is uncertain.

Coincidentally, the young eunuch was thinking exactly the same thing as him.

Looking at the weakened Lin Daochen before him, the eunuch's eyes narrowed slightly: This man is strong, but now he is at his last gasp. Killing him would be as easy as turning one's hand.

"Not entirely," he said slowly. "The emperor did not issue any orders; he simply told me everything truthfully and left me to make my own decision."

He paused, then sighed softly, "But to be honest, which emperor could feel at ease with someone like him, who could single-handedly shake the fate of a nation?"

He was deeply shocked by today's battle.

Wang Xianzhi's strength was equivalent to his status in Tai'an City. Yet, such a figure was utterly powerless before Lin Daochen.

Even Wang Xianzhi was defeated, and he suffered a crushing defeat after using his luck—so what about him?

He finally understood the emperor's fear.

If one day Lin Daochen supports the King of Beiliang in raising an army to seize the throne, the first one to fall in a pool of blood will surely be the emperor sitting on the dragon throne.

In fact, when he left Tai'an City, he had not made up his mind to take Lin Daochen's life.

If Lin Daochen dies at the hands of Wang Xianzhi, he will be happy to save himself trouble.

But now, Wang Xianzhi has lost.

A complete defeat.

Then he'll have to do it himself.

Lin Daochen listened and only smiled faintly: "You've been clinging to life by binding yourself to the fate of the Li Yang Kingdom. Aren't you afraid of losing your life by making a rash move today?"

Upon hearing this, the young eunuch's smile deepened: "What you said, Master, has absolutely no deterrent effect whatsoever."

"In your current state, I'm afraid you wouldn't even be able to withstand one of my moves."

His gaze turned slightly cold, and his tone suddenly became resolute: "However, you've reminded me—the longer I wait, the more things might go wrong. I might as well send you on your way now."

Before the words were even finished, a loud bang!

An overwhelming pressure exploded from the young eunuch, soaring into the sky, as if the heavens and earth trembled.

This aura was so ferocious that it subtly overwhelmed the Northern Barbarian military god Tuoba Pusa who had appeared earlier!

The crowd of martial arts heroes watching below instantly narrowed their eyes, their hearts filled with shock and disbelief.