My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

Take Ji Dachuan for example. A first-rate martial artist would normally need several years to accumulate experience before breaking through to the Grandmaster level, but he accomplished it in the instant he became possessed by a demon.

In just a few breaths, he had opened up all his meridians, and all his energy flowed through his body, thus becoming a grandmaster!

This is entering the realm of demons—the highest level of sudden enlightenment!

"You dog emperor, die!"

Ji Dachuan glared at Xia Wuwei, roared, clenched his right fist, his hair and beard flared, and his muscles and fascia emitted muffled sounds like bowstrings, gathering a large amount of internal energy in his fist. Then, he stomped his right foot hard on the bluestone ground, and a huge force spread out from him.

He vanished instantly at the bottom of the Zichen Palace steps, transforming into a black streak that swept across several steps and hurtled towards Xia Wuwei at the top.

As for whether this would hurt Nangong Bingqing, he didn't think so.

Why not?

Because he thinks it won't happen, then... it definitely won't happen!

"You brat, how dare you!"

When Elders Chen and Han saw that Ji Dachuan had taken action directly, they shouted angrily.

However, they secretly groaned inwardly. If Ji Dachuan were merely a first-rate martial artist, they would certainly fulfill their duty to protect Xia Wuwei.

However, Ji Dachuan is now a Grandmaster. Although he has just entered the Grandmaster realm, a Grandmaster who has broken through to the Demonic Realm is much stronger than an ordinary Grandmaster.

So even though they have been immersed in the Grandmaster realm for many years, they do not have much of an advantage when facing Ji Dachuan. In other words, they could die if they are not careful in this battle!

They were naturally unwilling to fight to the death with a madman who had fallen into demonic possession.

But when they thought of Xiahou Dun, a master of innate talent from the Xia Dynasty, they could only grit their teeth and brace themselves for the challenge.

Old Chen darted forward and raised his right elbow to block Ji Dachuan's punch.

Bang!

The clash of fists and elbows created a shockwave that blinded nearby guests.

Ji Dachuan flew into a rage when he saw that the old man was trying to stop him from rescuing Qing'er:

"You dare to stop me from saving Qing'er! You actually dare to stop me from saving Qing'er!"

"I'm going to...beat you to death!!"

"The Eighth Form of the Overlord Fist - Overlord Heaven!!"

Ji Dachuan's attack was blocked, but instead of retreating, he advanced. With every move, he twisted all the strength in his body into one, and gathered all the internal force in his fist. He used the last move of the Eight Forms of Overlord Fist. With the support of a massive amount of internal force, his fist gleamed with a metallic black luster and struck towards Grandmaster Chen's head like a meteor.

Seeing that Ji Dachuan still wanted to attack, Old Chen wanted to stop him again.

However, Ji Dachuan's next move completely shocked Master Chen. He cursed inwardly: "You country bumpkin! You're utterly unreasonable!"

Ji Dachuan actually channeled all his internal energy into his fist, which turned black at a visible speed, like a glowing metal block. Upon closer inspection, one could see that the air on the surface of the fist was distorted.

How could Master Chen not know that Ji Dachuan was prepared to fight him to the death?

But it was precisely because he knew that he started cursing, "What grudge do I have against you that you're so eager to fight to the death right from the start?"

A grandmaster can indeed mobilize all of their internal energy with a single thought without any obstruction, but no grandmaster would do so unless absolutely necessary.

Even a master of external martial arts knows that you should save three-tenths of your strength when you throw a punch, so as not to be caught off guard and attacked when you are exhausted.

You, a grandmaster, resort to thuggish fighting methods, not relying on martial arts skills, but only on ruthlessness.

"madman!"

"This madman!"

Old Chen cursed inwardly, but outwardly dared not take Ji Dachuan's punch.

With his eyes, he could naturally see that Ji Dachuan's boxing style was a hard fist that only sought to be fierce and powerful!

He himself is a master of palm techniques, which are known for their versatility. His least favorite skill is physical strength, so he would never do a head-on confrontation with a hard punch, even if he had his head caught in a door.

Thinking about this...

Old Chen immediately gave up on resisting and dodged to the side. He was already small in stature and fast.

Although he narrowly avoided Ji Dachuan's punch head-on, an unexpected burst of violent internal force exploded on his side as he dodged. The force was so great that it felt like a mountain was pressing down on him. He felt a sweet taste in his throat and knew that he had been slightly injured. He then quickened his pace to dodge.

Master Chen had just left the scene.

boom!!!

A violent roar suddenly came from behind him.

The stone steps were shaking, and the Zichen Palace was shaking!

The towering and majestic Zichen Palace was shaken so badly that it rattled and many tiles fell off.

The scene was filled with dust, and countless stones flew out like bullets. Ordinary guests who were nearby were killed instantly, and countless wounded people screamed in agony.

After the dust settled, everyone stared in shock at the scene before them. The stone steps were unrecognizable, riddled with cracks and littered with rubble. In particular, the spot where the two had clashed was now devoid of soil, leaving only a deep crater, about two-thirds the size of the stone steps.

Outside the Zichen Palace, Nangong Bingqing shielded Xia Wuwei from a incoming pebble.

The palace maids and eunuchs behind Xia Wuwei were not so lucky. They were riddled with bullets, their bodies covered in bloody holes, and none of them survived.

on site.

"Cowards, die!"

Seeing that his first attack had missed, Ji Dachuan roared and was about to deliver another "Overlord" attack to Master Chen, who was still alive ten meters away.

However, in an instant, an extremely sharp and cold aura suddenly appeared on the outside of his left arm. He only had time to see a cold glint, leaving no room for thought or time to dodge.

Although Ji Dachuan became much more irritable after becoming possessed by a demon, he did not lose his rationality.

He knew it was too late to dodge now, so he didn't hesitate. He instantly mobilized his internal energy, and his left fist, covered with the incomparably fierce internal energy of the Overlord Fist, was held vertically to his side. Ji Dachuan felt a sharp pain in his arm and knew that he had blocked the fatal sword.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle!

The sword light rubbed against the hard fist covered in dark internal energy, producing intense sparks. However, Ji Dachuan's fist was practically made of steel; the sword light could only create sparks but couldn't penetrate even a fraction of an inch.

The crowd fell silent in the blink of an eye, their gazes fixed on the battle between the grandmasters in front of them, filled with disbelief.

"Is this... a Grandmaster?"

Everyone present had seen a Grandmaster, but very few had ever seen a Grandmaster in battle.

They may not have understood before why grandmasters held such a high status, but today they do.

Chapter 224 Killed

After the fatal sword strike failed, the swordsman instantly separated from Ji Dachuan, moving several meters away.

Only then did everyone see who had just attacked.

This person was none other than Master Han, who was with Master Chen.

When Ji Dachuan attacked Xia Wuwei, Elder Chen stepped forward to defend him, while Elder Han drew his sword and flashed to the side to find Ji Dachuan's weakness, preparing to kill him with one blow!

Unexpectedly, Ji Dachuan's steel fist was so hard. His divine weapon, forged with meteorite iron and tempered through countless hammer blows, combined with his profound internal strength at the grandmaster level, couldn't even break through the opponent's fist.

"What's the name of your boxing style? To take the path of fierce violence to such an extreme, it must not be an unnamed technique."

Old Han asked slowly and in a low voice.

"Stop talking nonsense! Tch, old geezers always talk too much. Who cares about his name, as long as I can beat you up, that's all that matters!"

After Ji Dachuan finished speaking arrogantly, a smile involuntarily spread across his lips.

A surge of intense emotion gradually welled up in his chest, ready to erupt at any moment, like molten lava.

He was excited!

An exhilarating feeling of being able to fully unleash one's power!

At this moment, Ji Dachuan didn't want to do anything but have a good, bloody fight!

Cheers! !

"Again!"

Ji Dachuan roared and stomped his foot on the ground, leaving a large crater. He then shot directly toward Grandmaster Han. Ordinary second- or third-rate martial artists could only catch a glimpse of his afterimage, while ordinary people without internal energy only saw a blur before he disappeared from the spot.

"Brother Chen, please help me!"

When Grandmaster Han saw Ji Dachuan attacking him fiercely, he immediately sought help from Grandmaster Chen.

He could tell that Ji Dachuan had entered the berserk state of a demon, and that he was struggling to handle Ji Dachuan alone in this state.

It's not that he's definitely no match for Ji Dachuan, but rather that to defeat Ji Dachuan in this state, it would have to be a fight to the death.

He was naturally unwilling to fight Ji Dachuan to the death just to protect an emperor.

"Alright! Brother Han, I'll help you."

Master Chen did not refuse.

Because he knew that if he refused, the old man Han would immediately turn around and leave.

Screw the duty of guarding! Since you've abandoned my responsibilities, I'll abandon mine too. When Xiahou Dun blames us, we'll all be finished. Who's afraid of who?

Old Chen had no choice; the best outcome was for the two of them to hold off Ji Dachuan until that old monster Xiahou Dun showed up.

In an instant, the two masters joined forces to fight against Ji Dachuan.

Ding ding ding!!

A series of metallic clanging sounds suddenly rang out.

Grandmaster Han's divine sword clashed with Ji Dachuan's fist, sparks flying everywhere. Grandmaster Chen was also there to restrain Ji Dachuan, preventing him from unleashing his previous "Overlord" attack. Ji Dachuan felt extremely frustrated. Most of the time, just as he was about to press his advantage after deflecting Grandmaster Han's sword with a punch, a vicious, scorching palm strike would approach his back from behind, forcing him to switch his focus to counter Grandmaster Chen's immortal fire-poison palm technique.

Similarly, just as he was about to finish off Old Chen once and for all and unleash a powerful "Overlord" attack, another sharp sword beam struck his neck, forcing him to protect his vital parts.

Even when he was so enraged that he wanted to take the damage from one of the opponents and fight them to the death, the two old men immediately abandoned their attack and quickly moved away from him, hiding far away, like startled flies.

In the seamless battle between the two, Ji Dachuan, despite his immense strength, could only use less than a third of his power.

I feel so frustrated!

I feel so frustrated!!

Despite Ji Dachuan's frustration, Grandmasters Chen and Han were also feeling uneasy. Although they had been immersed in the Grandmaster realm for many years, Ji Dachuan's lineage was that of the innate master Li Ba, the Heavenly Blade, from hundreds of years ago. His skills in martial arts, swordsmanship, and fist techniques were all top-notch, and with the added boost of his berserk state after being possessed by demons, he was temporarily even three points stronger than them.

And, most importantly, they are old, and their physical condition is not what it used to be. Even though their aging bodies are still much stronger than those of top-tier martial artists, they are far inferior to a young grandmaster like Ji Dachuan, who is physically robust.