The two did not dare to be careless, and each of them activated their inner strength to ease the situation.

"Is this the highest level of martial arts..." Ying Xiao was shocked, "Just the invisible power of sword intent made me so bad that I had to use all my internal strength to protect my body."

"If this sword is aimed at me, before the sword energy arrives, the sword intent alone will be enough to kill me tens of thousands of times."

"In the martial arts world, there is a saying that below the seventh level, everyone is an ant." Xiao Meng said, "Only by stepping into the seventh level can one truly peek into the mysteries of martial arts and the mysteries of the world."

"Your Highness, Miss Xiaomeng, just in case, you should step back a little." The Lishu Master said solemnly, "If the Four Flame Farmers suddenly target you, they may succeed at this distance. After all, there are four of them."

Ying Xiao and Xiao Meng did not dare to be careless and quickly retreated a distance.

Juque is more powerful in the hands of Li Muzhu than in the hands of Ying Xiao at this moment. When the sword is swung, it has the power to sweep away thousands of troops. At this moment, Ying Xiao finally realized what a truly supreme sword is.

"The power of the Nine Divine Bulls!" Ying Xiao said in shock, "Senior Lishuzhu, this Juque belonged to Senior Limuzhu before Shengqi, right?"

"Yes, the Juque belongs to this old fellow. The Juque was built by the ancient Yellow Emperor for the Limu tribe." The Lishu Master said, "Many years ago, the old fellow fought with the third Li Lord, and both were injured and fell off a cliff. The Juque was lost, and I didn't expect it to end up in your hands."

"Nine Divine Bulls..." Lord Li Mu clenched the Juque in both hands and swept across. Nine phantoms of powerful water divine bulls appeared behind him. Sword energy came out instantly, and with it as the center, all the ancient trees within a radius of hundreds of meters were cut down.

"Just the sword energy is so terrifying..." At this moment, Xiao Meng couldn't help but say in shock, "In Tianzong, the only ones who can compare with Senior Li Muzhu are probably the two uncles Tianfa and Daofa."

Bang!

The next moment, Juque and Ganyue finally collided with each other. The sound of the collision was like the sound of an ancient bell, echoing endlessly. Violent ripples appeared in the space, as if the space was shattered layer by layer.

The sword energy was raging, and the place covered with flowers and plants instantly turned into a world of sand and dust.

"The 24 Marshes are indeed the life's work of Shennong. This formation is truly unparalleled in the world. The original Taoist Three Talents formation is probably slightly inferior." During the confrontation between the two swords, Li Muzhu couldn't help but sigh, "It's just that Shennong's 24 Marshes are not for you to rebel against unification and the will of the people."

Chapter 178 The nine-zhang divine body defeated the four great flame farmers!

"Master Li Mu, stop saying these high-sounding words. In the past, in the Huangyan battle, if our founder had not given in for the sake of the people of the world, there would be no Xuanyuantian today." Zhan Xing Yannong said coldly.

"Now, farmers just want to take back what belongs to them."

"The world has always belonged to the world. It does not belong to anyone. The world is represented by the Mandate of Heaven. Now, the Mandate of Heaven is in Daqin, and Xuanyuantian will surely protect Daqin." said Li Muzhu.

"Xuanyuantian... these three words are the things that should be destroyed." Zhan Xing Yannong said coldly, and the fighting spirit on the Ganyue sword in his hand actually burned in the pouring rain, directly repelling the huge force of the Nine Divine Bulls.

"war..."

Zhan Xing Yannong shouted loudly and danced wildly with his sword.

To him, there is no such thing as sword moves. All sword moves are within the will to fight and the will to sword. Fight to support fighting, and the more you fight, the stronger you will become.

With every sword strike from Zhan Xing Yannong, the power of the sword became stronger, and the twenty-four formations of Di Ze cast by the four great Yannongs also became stronger.

The four figures intertwined and launched continuous attacks, which actually forced Master Li Mu to retreat in a short while.

Fengli Yannong holds two swords, one is a giant iron heavy sword, the other is a breeze wooden sword. One is heavy and the other is light, one is slow and the other is fast. The combination of two extreme sword intents has no weaknesses. In addition, he is in the position of spring, and the endless flow of the power of the four seasons makes the connection attack of the two swords more perfect. One sword follows another, leaving no chance for the herdsman to breathe.

"The wind never stops—the two swords are infinite!"

Fengli Yannong shouted loudly, and the whole person was like a heavy storm.

Ronghuo Yannong holds the Ronghuo Sword in his hand, which is a sword forged by Shennong when he was the Yan Emperor using the iron from the earth's core. The blazing flames symbolize the power of the Yan Emperor.

The flaming sword energy pierced through the void, evaporating the surrounding rainwater and making the space extremely dry. As a result, the dry autumn atmosphere of Qiu Ku, the number one in the Di Ze formation, became even stronger.

This is the collision between dry wood and raging fire.

The internal force of the flame was blazing, and Ronghuo Yannong seemed to have transformed into the shadow of the Flame Emperor.

"Emperor Yan's sword technique - burn everything!"

Jing Hong Yannong took advantage of the rain, and his whole body was surging. He held a broad sword in his hand, which was the Flood Sword, and he directed the power of the heavy rain to use for himself.

At the place where winter is destroyed, there are gusts of cold air. The cold air enters the rain, causing the temperature of the rain to drop sharply.

The wind was freezing cold and the rain should have turned into ice, but Jing Hong Yanong's inner strength made the rain remain rain.

The rain gathered into a torrent, freezing cold and unending.

"Hanhong Sword Technique—Hanzhenhong Chong!"

The four great Yannong cooperate with each other and each has their own killing moves. The four figures crisscross each other. If Lord Li Mu is not careful, he will be seriously injured or even killed.

"Your Highness, it's a good thing that Juque was obtained by you, otherwise without Juque, Master Li Mu might not be a match for these four old guys." Master Li Shu said with emotion.

"These four old guys are only at the seventh level under the Di Ze Twenty-Four Formations, but they possess the top combat power of the eighth level."

"The 24 formations of Di Ze are indeed perfect. After all, they were created by the Yan Emperor - Shennong." Ying Xiao also sighed, "One person, who has experienced two completely different lives, his attainments and understanding of martial arts naturally surpass the limits of martial arts in this world."

"Perhaps, in terms of martial arts comprehension and life perception, Yan Emperor - Shennong is the best..." Li Shuzhu said lightly, then his expression changed and he repeated, "Master Li Mu, this old guy has to be serious."

Roar!

Master Li Mu tightly grasped Juque with both hands and thrust it into the ground again. The frenzied internal force of the Nine Divine Bulls was released, which actually directly repelled the Four Flame Farmers. Then, the internal force was transformed into a divine body.

The second level of the Dharmadhatu Supreme Martial Arts, the Divine Body Realm.

And it is directly a nine-zhang divine body.

"War punishment, wind force, melting fire, quiet flood, come on..." Lord Li Mu was furious, and used his nine-foot divine body to perform the second sword of the supreme sword technique.

"Nine-foot divine body—sweeping across mountains and rivers!"

With the power of one sword, all mountains and rivers are destroyed.

The four great Yan farmers couldn't help but tremble when they saw the terrifying sweeping sword energy.

"war..."

Zhan Xing Yannong took the lead in charging, with endless fighting spirit.

"War rage sword!"

The fighting spirit burned into rage, and at the moment of peak rage, Zhan Xing Yannong swung out his strongest sword.

The other three Yannong also drew their swords to block at the same time under the connection of the Di Ze formation.

But as fierce sparks flew, the swords in the hands of the four Yan farmers were all cut off, and Juque's sword energy swept across the four Yan farmers. Four figures flew backwards together, rolled on the ground, and vomited blood continuously.

"Although your alliance has the combat power of the eighth heaven, it is not the real eighth heaven after all." Li Muzhu said coldly, "The war punishment ends here, and the farmers also end here."

Ying Xiao's pupils shrank continuously, and he couldn't help but sigh to himself, "Is this the power of a nine-foot divine body?"

Lord Li Mu looked at the four Yannong and continued, "In addition, your Nong family's chivalrous leader Liu Ji has been killed by His Highness. The heavens are also mourning, not only for the death of Liu Ji, the king, but also for the inevitable demise of the Nong family."

Then, Lord Li Mu prepared to strike with his sword again to completely eliminate the four great Yan farmers.

But the four great Yan farmers were more capable of using their bodies as a perfect formation. As long as the four were not too far apart, they could set up the formation at any time. They also sacrificed their blood to set up the more powerful Di Ze Twenty-Four Formations.

The blood-colored energy of the four seasons is more vital, and it flows continuously and endlessly, condensing into a blood-colored energy wall to block the attack of Lord Li Mu.

"Zhan Xing, whether the Nong family will be reborn or fall into the abyss depends on you..." Fengli, Ronghuo and Jinghong, the three Yan Nong, bathed in the bloody power of the four seasons. They spoke in unison and, with the help of the flow of the power of the four seasons, poured all their internal strength into Zhan Xing Yan Nong.

At this moment, Zhan Xing Yannong's combat power increased again, and two kinds of internal forces flowed in his body. That was the internal force of Yannong's magical skill. Although it was not as pure as Liu Ji's, it was indeed Yannong's magical skill.

"Although it is only a half-baked version of Yannong's Divine Art, it is enough for Zhan Xing to truly rival old Li Muzhu..." At this moment, Li Shuzhu became truly worried for the first time, "I wonder if the nine-zhang divine body is the limit of old Li Muzhu."

"If so, this farmer today is truly the immortal Shennong."

"This Yannong Divine Art is really powerful..." Ying Xiao said again, "But fortunately, Zhan Xing Yannong does not have Liu Ji's kingly demeanor and heaven-defying talent, so he can't get the purest dual internal force of Yannong Divine Art after all."

"The nine-foot divine body may not be able to defeat him, but it will only be slightly inferior."

"As for whether Shennong is dead or not, it doesn't really matter."

"The biggest threat to the Qin Dynasty from this farming family is only Liu Ji."

"Without Liu Ji, the chivalrous leader with the demeanor of a king, no matter how strong the Four Yannong are, they are only strong and can no longer shake the foundation of the Qin Dynasty."

"Your Highness is right. The moment Liu Ji, who had the appearance of a king, was killed by Your Highness, the Nong family no longer posed a threat to the Qin Dynasty." After hearing Ying Xiao's words, Master Lishu's worries about Master Limu disappeared and he nodded slightly.

Chapter 179 If Shennong dies, Yan Emperor will surely emerge!

"So in this battle between Senior Li Muzhu and the Four Yannong, Senior Li Muzhu's safety is the most important." Ying Xiao said, "Senior Li Shuzhu, if it's possible, please speak up."

"Your Highness, I understand." The Master of Lishu nodded.

It would be best if the four Yan farmers could be killed, but if they cannot be killed, Ying Xiao will not force it. In his mind, the only threat is Liu Ji, as for the others, once Ying Xiao's realm is improved, everything will be just like fallen leaves swept away by the autumn wind.

“Hahaha, Zhan Xing… You four are really good…” Being repelled by the blood-colored energy wall of the four seasons, Li Muzhu laughed, “You have reached this point. No wonder you dare to seek the world.”

"But, is this your limit?"

"Master Li Mu, take this sword first..." Zhan Xing Yannong was furious, and the bloody fighting spirit was burning fiercely, constantly gathering on the Gan Yue sword. The giant shadow of war, the incarnation of internal force, emerged, and the main sword energy that burst out from the tip of the sword instantly pierced into the air towards Master Li Mu.

"The Ultimate Battle - Blood Flame Farmer!"

"This sword is very powerful. Yannong's Divine Art and the 24 Formations of Di Ze have reached their peak..." Ying Xiao's pupils shrank again, and he immediately said to the Master of Li Shu, "Senior..."

The master of the arts of slavery was also ready to call upon the master of the herdsmanship to retreat.

But suddenly, a force even more terrifying than the power of the Nine Divine Bulls emerged from Master Li Mu's body. The invisible force seemed to condense at this moment and spread in the air like lightning.

The whole body of Master Li Mu seemed to explode.

"What? There is actually a power more terrifying than the Nine Divine Bulls' strength?" Xiao Meng was shocked. "Isn't the Nine Divine Bulls the ultimate in strength?"

"It's beyond your expectation, this old guy, Your Highness, it seems that the old guy will not let you down." The Lishu Master said with a smile, "But it should be so. If I am the second in command of the Great Qin, how can I make the Great Qin stable in the world if I don't have such ability?"

"It looks like the farmers are going to die completely." Ying Xiao smiled.

He immediately felt the tremendous power of the Shepherd Master and understood it.

"Two Heavenly Tigers..." After realizing it, Ying Xiao was shocked, "This kind of power is called Two Heavenly Tigers, surpassing the Nine Divine Bulls."

Roar!

Roar!

Two tiger roars echoed from Master Li Mu's body, and the huge force was completely condensed, forming two flying tiger shadows.

"Zhan Xing, this is the first time I use this sword. You can rest in peace." Li Muzhu was like a ferocious beast. Juque was shaking, the space was shaking, everything was shaking.

"Second Heavenly Tiger! Nine-foot divine body!"

"Sweep the world!"

Boom...

The two swords collided, but the sword bodies did not touch each other, and it seemed that the space was compressed. The internal force raged, the sword energy vibrated, and a terrifying ripple swept across, and the space seemed to be cut into two drops from the sky.

Ying Xiao and Xiao Meng were unable to withstand such a recoil, and it was only until the Master of Li Shu stepped in to block it for them.

"This is the highest level of combat power. I am not far from this level..." Ying Xiao repeated in his heart.

"Ah~!"

"Ah~!"

Li Muzhu and Zhan Xing were both roaring wildly. They had used up everything they had in this sword. Their internal strength poured out, their power surged, and they no longer held back. They fought with all their might, letting this sword decide life and death.

Click!

Suddenly, a shattering sound was heard, coming from the Ganyue sword in Zhan Xing Yannong's hand.

Cracks suddenly appeared on the blood-red stone sword.

Seeing this sudden crack, Zhan Xingyanong, who originally had a ferocious and roaring look on his face, smiled bitterly, "Hahaha... what a powerful herdsman, you are worthy of being Xuanyuantian's second fighting force."

At this moment, Li Muzhu did not hesitate at all. He shook his arms, which were as strong as a dragon, and his Juque shook accordingly. The Ganyue sword was completely shattered into pieces.

The sword energy swept across with a loud bang, and the blood-colored gas wall that rose up by the Di Ze formation instantly collapsed. Zhan Xing, Yan Nong and the other three flew backwards and fell heavily one after another.

The three major Fire Farmers, Wind Power Fire Farmer, Melting Fire Fire Farmer and Quiet Flood Fire Farmer, were almost turned into meat paste by the terrifying recoil of the huge force and died on the spot.

Although Zhan Xing Yannong was still alive, he was only breathing his last breath.

"It's over." The Master of Lishu sighed and whispered, expressing his sadness for the ending of the four great Yannong.

"Zhan Xing, why are you here..." Li Muzhu walked to Zhan Xing Yannong and sighed.

Although they are mortal enemies, they are also friends on the road to the pinnacle of martial arts.

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit." Zhan Xing Yannong sneered, "But King Wu, Lord Li Mu, Lord of Li Shu, do you think this is the end? No, it's not, this is far from over..."

"The four great Yannongs, the six elders, and the chivalrous leader Liu Ji who possessed the demeanor of a king have all been destroyed. Why hasn't it ended yet?" Ying Xiao asked.

"Lord Chu Nan?"

"Lord Chu Nan, we are just using each other after all." Zhan Xing Yannong said, "Don't forget, in addition to the Shennong Order, there is also the Yan Emperor Order..."

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