The Star River Era! The Dimensional Freedom Demon

Ji Chen stomped his feet hard, and the blue brick ground exploded with a loud bang.

His figure shot up like a cannonball, carrying debris and dust into the sky. The dark figure on the roof beam clearly did not expect this vicious man to dare to use his flesh and blood to directly confront the beam.

"boom!"

With a deafening crash of breaking rafters, two figures burst through the roof tiles and shot into the sky.

Under the moonlight, the assassin could be seen dressed in black, his long sword still dripping with Ji Chen's blood.

Ji Chen's arms were as red as branding irons. His right arm, with its bulging muscles, swung through the air and smashed half of the broken beam into the opponent's face.

Sect Leader Shen moved with the agility of a hawk, lightly tapping the broken beam three times with the tip of his sword.

With each strike, the momentum of the broken beam diminished by three-tenths. After the final strike, the broken beam lost its momentum and fell to the ground!

After defusing Ji Chen's attack, Sect Leader Shen let out a soft sigh:

"As expected of Lu Xiao, who is famous throughout Jingzhou, that throw just now was almost like Buddha throwing an elephant. I almost thought you had already undergone the third transformation of Qi and Blood."

Contrary to his words of appreciation, Sect Leader Shen's heart was filled with murderous intent at this moment.

At such a young age, one has already reached the pinnacle of the second stage of Qi and Blood Transformation. If this continues unchecked for a few more years, things will get out of hand.

I fear that yet another true master of martial arts is about to rise.

Thinking of this, Sect Leader Shen's heart grew even colder and harder.

"Speaking of which, I am an old acquaintance of Master Lu. We lived in the same prefecture and exchanged cultivation insights many times. But now things have changed, and we are each serving our own masters."

Ji Chen calmed the surging blood and qi within him, and temporarily ceased his attack, saying:

"Oh, so you know my master. In that case, why bother serving Qingting? If you're willing to join us, the White Sun Sect will surely offer you a position."

Anyone can say polite words, and Ji Chen was just trying to stall for time, so chatting was exactly what he wanted.

He painstakingly trained his troops and won people's hearts, all so that he could besiege the mountain gate and exert less effort when fighting against the masters.

Zhang Shunwu, who was inside the room, finally realized what was happening. Hearing the two talking, his face changed drastically, and he exclaimed in shock:

"The Qi and Blood of Yuezhou Prefecture have undergone three transformations. You are Shen Sanshi, the sect leader of the Xuanhe Sect?!"

As the saying goes, "Two tigers cannot share one mountain, unless one is male and the other female."

How could a prefecture accommodate two masters at the third stage of Qi and Blood Transformation? In that case, who should lead the local martial arts forces? As a result, the conflict between Shen Sanshi and Lu Dongsheng grew bigger and bigger, until they were irreconcilable enemies.

"Shen Sanshi, you are a master of the third stage of Qi and Blood Transformation. Why aren't you going north to support the emperor? What are you doing guarding Yuezhou City and launching a sneak attack on my Baiyang Sect's core disciples?"

The capital region is now in complete chaos. With dozens of Qi and Blood Transformation Level 3 masters and six True Strength Grandmasters by their side, how could the two emperors in the capital possibly feel at ease?

Not to mention the second-class and first-class guards at the Sticky Pole Office, the atmosphere in the martial arts world was extremely tense.

Any sect that still sided with Qingting, whether it was Shaolin or Longhu Mountain, all its renowned masters were conscripted and sent north to confront the masters of the Baiyang Sect, fearing a surprise attack on the palace.

Therefore, the appearance of Shen Sanshi, a master of the three transformations of Qi and Blood, was truly extraordinary.

Seemingly touched a nerve by these words, Shen Sanshi's expression changed, and he said resentfully:

"Your stalling won't change anything. Do you think I came alone?"

As soon as he finished speaking, sounds of armor clashing and shouts of killing erupted from the alleys near where Ji Chen was.

Soldiers urgently dispatched from various city gates have arrived.

Ji Chen's eyes turned cold, and his blood and qi instantly boiled like magma, driving his left fist with the force of wind and thunder, slamming towards Shen Sanshi.

Shen Sanshi remained calm, his long sword moving like a dragon soaring through the air. His magnificent swordsmanship was majestic and imposing, displaying a myriad of auras. Wherever the sword passed, it drew white streaks in the air, completely neutralizing Ji Chen's fierce punches.

Ji Chen had used up his moves, and before him was a dazzling display of sword light.

With a slight flick of his wrist, Shen Sanshi's three-foot-long sword transformed into a sky full of cold stars, the sword shadows layered upon each other like a torrential downpour.

If it were an ordinary martial artist at the second stage of Qi and Blood Transformation, they would probably have been riddled with holes by such exquisite swordsmanship.

Ji Chen had never practiced lightness skills or footwork, so he naturally couldn't dodge in time. However, the situation was different now. His level 2 Divine Heaven-Shaking Limitless Palm had made his upper limbs as strong as steel, so he didn't dodge or evade.

His arms, tempered by the divine Heaven-Shaking Limitless Palm technique, gleamed with a bronze metallic luster. As his fists and palms flew, they clashed with the sword, sparks flying and the sound of metal clashing was deafening.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

Shen Sanshi became increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed.

His sharp, razor-sharp sword, capable of cutting through hair with a single blow, struck the opponent's arm as if cleaving through fine iron.

Moreover, after several rounds, the shockwave from the Heaven-Shaking Limitless Palm gradually accumulated, causing his tiger's mouth to go numb, and his sword moves were no longer as sharp as before.

In contrast, Ji Chen's arms were covered with bloody scratches from his sword, but they were only superficial wounds and had not damaged his bones or muscles.

Shen Sanshi's eyes grew increasingly gloomy.

After so many rounds of fighting, how could he not see that Ji Chen had indeed undergone a second transformation of Qi and Blood? But this made him even more alarmed.

Even at the second stage of Qi and Blood transformation, he could fight him to a standstill without being clearly at a disadvantage. What will happen when he breaks through to the third stage of Qi and Blood transformation?

Moreover, seeing the soldiers who were unable to break through the defenses and were being held back by Ji Chen's men, Shen Sanshi couldn't help but feel impatient.

The officers and soldiers he brought were all elite troops drawn from various city gates. If they could not be captured after a long siege, and if the weakness of the city gates was discovered, the Baiyang Sect would launch a full-scale attack on the city, and Yuezhou Prefecture would be completely destroyed.

Impatience caused Shen Sanshi's swordsmanship to gradually lose its rhythm, and Ji Chen noticed his flaws.

Ji Chen's eyes lit up, and with a move called "Earth-Shaking Strike," the force of which was like the roar of a giant elephant, he slammed straight down on Shen Sanshi's forehead!

With a palm strike, Shen Sanshi was caught off guard as his sword move was about to be unleashed and had not yet returned. His long sword was too slow to return, and he was horrified.

But he had practiced martial arts for many years, and he had long since developed an instinctive reaction to crises.

Shen Sanshi abandoned his sword and instead raised his palm to meet the attack. The two palms collided with a loud bang, just like two cars crashing together.

Shen Sanshi trembled violently, almost losing his footing. His face trembled and turned deathly pale.

Ji Chen's so-called ability to integrate the strength of his whole body is basically at the average level among the masters of the third stage of Qi and Blood Transformation. Therefore, he did not have any advantage in the contest of strength.

However, the Heaven-Shaking Limitless Palm granted him the invincible "Shock Force," and with the influence of the deification, even Shen Sanshi, who was a level higher than him and had an advantage in blood and qi, was deeply affected by his "Shock Force."

Blood trickled from the corner of Shen Sanshi's mouth, and his internal organs throbbed with pain as if struck by a heavy hammer, filling him with dread.

He gritted his teeth and squeezed out more of his internal energy, increasing the force of his palm strike. But the hand pressing down on his head was like a bottomless abyss; no matter how much effort he exerted, it had no effect whatsoever.

Click!

The roof beam finally couldn't withstand the force leaking out during the fierce battle between the two and snapped with a loud crack.

Amidst flying wood chips, two figures plummeted down with the collapsing roof.

Using the momentum of his fall, Shen Sanshi somersaulted in mid-air, lightly tapping the broken wood with his Qingfeng sword, and landed gracefully like a falling leaf.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief; without this sudden turn of events, he would have been finished.

At this moment, he no longer had the idea of ​​killing Ji Chen. He glanced at a certain place, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and floated up like a willow leaf, about to escape far away.

"You think you can come and go as you please? We won't let you get away with that so easily. Take this!"

Ji Chen, ignoring his aching and numb legs, stood in a horse stance amidst the billowing dust. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes as he scooped up two sharp, angular stones with both hands, his arm muscles bulging like pythons.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Two pieces of rock shot out of the air, one aimed straight for Shen Sanshi's back, while the other was aimed at a spot that Shen Sanshi had been looking at earlier.

Upon hearing the sound, Shen Sanshi turned his sword back, the tip of his Qingfeng sword precisely striking the flying stone. With a crisp "clang," the stone was split open, but the strange force attached to it traveled through the sword, causing his internal organs to be injured again.

Shen Sanshi groaned, inwardly feeling ashamed before the "Ghostly Smoke Guest," and then disappeared into the alley.