Star Martial Soaring Cloud

Xiao He gritted his teeth and responded, holding the Righteous Qi Sword horizontally in front of him, his righteous aura surging to its peak.

A letter from home is worth a fortune!

Three golden pages flew from the tip of the sword, hovering in mid-air. The pages were filled with Confucian classics, each word a dragon, each character a gem, with rising flames enveloping the sword.

The golden characters leaped from the pages, transforming into streaks of fire that fiercely pounced on Xiaoshan Jianyang.

This supernatural power has an extremely wide coverage area and a continuous offensive. It can both injure people and restrain them, buying Ling Cheng time to cast his spell.

Yuan Kong stepped forward in unison, forming hand seals. The phantom of the ancient Buddha reappeared, and the giant Buddha's palm slammed down, suppressing everything.

Ye Wuhen struggled to his feet, blood still wet at the corner of his mouth.

Although the bayonet was pulled away by the magnet, he still had his fists and feet.

Assassins never limit themselves to weapons when they kill.

He flashed and disappeared back into the shadows, waiting for his chance to strike.

The four powerful figures are already fighting desperately, giving it their all.

"The Furnace of Returning to Truth—Arise!"

With a loud shout, a huge bronze furnace rose up and appeared behind him.

The Kanli Guizhen Furnace is dark red all over, with flame patterns and water wave patterns intertwined on its body, exuding a terrifying pressure that makes people's hearts tremble.

The phoenix and unicorn reliefs on the furnace body are so lifelike that they seem ready to burst through the wall and destroy the world at any moment.

This is a supreme treasure of the Boyan level, and now in Ling Cheng's hands, it is unleashing a world-destroying power.

"Suppress!"

Ling Cheng pressed down with both hands, and the Kanli Returning to Truth Furnace spun rapidly. Flames poured down like waterfalls, and water waves rolled down like mountains. Water and fire merged and transformed into a huge light curtain, which enveloped Xiaoshan Jianyang from above.

"So it was you who killed the third brother and the others! Today, we'll settle all scores, old and new!"

Xiaoshan Jianyang's expression changed drastically as he truly felt the terrifying pressure emanating from the bronze furnace.

This power has already surpassed the limit of the Dragon Gate Sea of ​​Consciousness Realm, and even as a Dragon Gate Transformation Realm expert, he dares not underestimate it.

He certainly recognized the Kanli Returning to Truth Furnace, but at this moment it felt inexplicably unfamiliar, far more terrifying than he remembered.

"Looks like we didn't use the third brother and the others correctly!"

Xiaoshan Jianyang unleashed his full power of metal-based divine abilities, causing the golden spiritual light around his body to surge to its peak. He raised his katana high and slashed fiercely!

"All rivers flow into the sea!"

With a single slash, the blade energy surged like a vast ocean tide, sweeping across the sky and blotting out the sun, crushing and overwhelming the four people.

This is not a single blade aura, but an endless sea of ​​blades, a deadly array that leaves no place to hide.

The water, fire, and light curtain of the Kanli Returning to Truth Furnace collided violently with the raging sea of ​​swords!

Rumble—!

The deafening roar shook the heavens and the earth, causing the primordial energy of heaven and earth to surge and vibrate violently, and the entire airspace nearly collapsed.

The light barrier shattered, the sea of ​​blades dissipated, and the remaining shockwaves continued to rage violently.

With the full force of the Golden Body of the Yuan Kong Buddhist Sect protecting them, Xiao He's Spring Mud protecting the flowers layer upon layer, and the original defense of the Kanli Returning to Truth Furnace, the four of them worked together to defend themselves and barely managed to withstand the aftershocks of the collision.

However, the four of them had already reached their combat limit.

Yuan Kong's mouth was bleeding; Xiao He's face was deathly pale, his energy depleted; Ling Cheng's hands were trembling, his vitality exhausted; Ye Wuhen's wounds were bleeding, and he was swaying precariously.

The four men collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, too exhausted to get up and fight again.

Koyama Kenji was also seriously injured.

His shoulder blade was pierced by a bayonet, and his chest was shaken by the aftershocks of the Kanli Guizhen Furnace, causing his blood and qi to surge and his meridians to be damaged.

Yet he remained standing, his momentum undiminished, maintaining control of the battlefield.

He walked slowly to the four people, looking down at them.

"Undeniably, the four of you are quite capable and have excellent teamwork," Koyama Kenji said calmly, with a hint of genuine praise. "However, that's all."

He slowly raised the samurai sword in his hand, his killing intent rising again, wanting to slaughter them all.

Just then—

"Koyama Ken'yō!"

A furious shout pierced the air.

Wang Xiao finally arrived.

This battlefield had long been blasted beyond recognition by supernatural powers, leaving it scarred and devastated.

Wang Xiao's robes were tattered, and his body still bore the gruesome scars from his fierce battle with Lin Shisan.

Yet the sharpness in his eyes was more intense and brighter than ever before, his fighting spirit palpable.

Instead of slowing down, he accelerated and sped away, transforming into a golden streak of light as he charged toward Xiaoshan Jianyang!

"Transform your body into Yang!"

Wang Xiao shouted loudly, and the remaining vital energy in his body circulated wildly, causing a dazzling golden light to burst from his body.

The light was as intense as the sun hanging in the sky, instantly illuminating the entire dark night sky, so dazzling that everyone instinctively closed their eyes.

His entire being suddenly transformed into a blazing sun, its power terrifying.

Xiaoshan Jianyang closed his eyes and concentrated, spreading his divine sense to lock onto Wang Xiao without the slightest fear.

"Just a trivial skill!"

He snorted coldly and turned his deadly sword strike, originally intended for the four men, entirely towards Wang Xiao.

The samurai sword was raised high, and golden sword energy condensed into a giant light blade several meters long, which slashed fiercely at the golden sun!

Just as the blade's energy was about to strike, Koyama Ken'yō's brow twitched violently, and his instinctive alertness caused him to shift his body half an inch to the left.

That half inch saved his life.

Wang Xiao did not appear from the sun, but instead used the Void Crossing technique to arrive behind Xiaoshan Jianyang!

The golden sun is nothing more than a decoy to attract attention.

He unleashed a powerful punch!

This punch had no dazzling golden light, no booming energy, only the pure physical power refined to the extreme, simple and unadorned, yet incredibly powerful.

Extreme speed plus Void Crossing.

The moment the fist was thrown, Wang Xiao felt that the world was perfectly round and the Dao was in harmony with nature.

Without attachment, without ego, without external things, leaving no trace, perfectly natural.

At that moment, he felt as if he were one with heaven and earth.

The thick protective aura surrounding Xiaoshan Jianyang was as thin as paper in front of this punch, easily shattered and vulnerable.

"Snap—!"

A series of sharp, cracking sounds erupted, like ice shattering or bamboo breaking.

Koyama Ken'yo's right shoulder, right arm, right rib, and half of his body bones were all broken by this punch!

"puff--!"

Xiaoshan Jianyang coughed up a mouthful of blood and flew backward like a kite with a broken string, suffering severe injuries.

"Boss!"

Tetsuya Hatoda's shouts came from afar.

Several figures rushed in from different directions, and all the combatants from both sides gathered on this battlefield.

Tetsuya Hatoda caught the heavily injured Kenjiro Koyama as he was thrown backward.

Having just fought a life-or-death battle with Yun Qingyao, this collision almost caused him to lose his balance.

Everyone rushed here, but most of them had lost their fighting ability.

Xiao He, Ling Cheng, Yuan Kong, and Ye Wuhen slumped to the ground, their breathing disordered, unable to fight any longer; Yan Zixi and Yun Qingyao rushed over, covered in wounds and exhausted, their fighting strength also depleted; only Qin Wuming and Su Qinhe were in slightly better condition, Qin Wuming did not want to hurt Su Qinhe, so he chose to engage in prolonged combat.

But where did the shadowy figure who was supposed to be fighting and battling Su Qinhe go?

Wang Xiao stood in the void, his body covered in blood, panting heavily. He had arrived.

Having killed Lin Shisan in a short time and activated the Void Crossing twice in succession, he had no strength left.

"careful--!"

Su Qinhe's exclamation suddenly rang out, her tone urgent and full of fear.

She tried to rush forward, but Qin Wuming blocked her way.

The vanished shadowy figure has finally reappeared.

His figure appeared in front of Wang Xiao in an instant, like a wisp of thick black smoke.

A hand, imbued with corrosive black energy and carrying the power to destroy veins and shatter body, struck directly at Wang Xiao's vital chest!

Wang Xiao was exhausted and powerless to dodge, so he had no time to defend himself.

"puff--!"

Wang Xiao coughed up a mouthful of blood, his chest was in excruciating pain, and he didn't know how many ribs were broken.

If it weren't for his strong physique, that palm strike would have probably shattered him into pieces.

A sharp pain swept through his body, but he endured it, his gaze fixed on the dark figure before him, his eyes filled with resentment and anger.

It's unclear whether it was a final burst of energy before death, or a concern for the safety of others and an unwillingness to accept defeat and destruction.

Wang Xiao endured the excruciating pain throughout his body, made no attempt to defend himself, and then, with his last ounce of strength, threw another punch.

Although this punch lacked the unparalleled power of his previous perfectly rounded punches, it contained all his resentment and anger.

The fist slammed hard into the shadowy figure's chest.

The shadowy figure let out a muffled groan, its body swaying slightly, clearly also severely injured.

But his attacks didn't stop. Black energy surged in like a tidal wave, and his hand gripped Wang Xiao's chest tightly. The corrosive power was like a bone-deep ailment, frantically eroding Wang Xiao's flesh and remaining energy.

At the same time, he muttered obscure and eerie incantations under his breath, each syllable exuding an unpredictable and malevolent power.

This power is not for killing or attacking, but for sealing and imprisoning!

He was actually using a sealing technique!

Wang Xiao's body felt increasingly heavy, as if he were being dragged and pulled downwards by an invisible force.

Consciousness gradually blurred and dissipated, the scene before my eyes distorted, and I felt dizzy and disoriented.

"Bang!"

The shadowy figure unleashed a powerful palm strike, slamming Wang Xiao's body heavily onto the ground, sending him plummeting straight towards the unshakeable spirit-gathering array.

The next moment, a shocking change occurred.

The Spirit Gathering Array, which even the combined might of eight Dragon Gate Divine Realm experts could not budge an inch from, erupted with blinding light.

The array patterns flowed with spiritual light, and the halos intertwined and entwined.

Wang Xiao's body passed straight through the array of light.

It was neither deflected nor blocked, but pierced straight through.

He was sealed inside the Spirit Gathering Array!

"Lu Yang!" This sudden turn of events caused everyone in the audience to gasp in shock.

"Wang Xiao—!"

Su Qinhe screamed in anguish.

She unleashed her supernatural powers frantically, transforming musical notes into light swords, wooden spikes, and waves, forcing Qin Wuming back before charging madly towards the array-patterned light barrier.

She pounced on her.

But she didn't manage to grab anything.

The array patterns flickered, and spiritual light flowed, but Wang Xiao's figure had already disappeared into that light.

Her vital energy surged wildly, and she kept patting the array patterns with her hands, but it was as if she was patting the void, unable to touch anything.

"Wang Xiao! Wang Xiao—!"

She didn't even realize she had called out Wang Xiao's real name.

The only response she received was the howling night wind and the bleak chill of the wind.

Qin Wuming did not take the opportunity to pursue, but stood still, looking at the mysterious black figure and then at the spirit-gathering array that was flashing with spiritual light.

"Fairy Su," he spoke calmly, "now only you have any fighting strength left. We still have two people to fight, so don't make any more futile struggles."

His gaze swept across the entire room, and the situation became clear at a glance.

Xiao He and the other three were slumped in their seats, powerless. Yan Zixi and Yun Qingyao had exhausted their fighting strength, and the crisis of death loomed over them.

"That's not necessarily true!"

Li Yu and Zhang Lian arrived through the air and stood side by side.

"Haven't you heard that the main characters are always the ones who save the day at the crucial moment?" Li Yu said arrogantly.

"We now have three capable fighters, while you have at most one and a half!" Zhang Lian said arrogantly and smugly.

The two of them actually broke through their limits at this critical moment!