Under One Person, your rebellious life has reached the heavens?

Those who witnessed this scene were all shocked. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that Lu Jin had blocked the tiger-like attack with just one hand.

This is a grandmaster of the Horizontal Training school, a superhuman whose strength is recognized as firmly among the top three in the country. Even before he has used his full power, his strength is terrifying. No one would dare to take his blow so easily.

Even more strangely, the tiger continued to exert its strength, its face turning red from strain, while Lu Jin remained completely still.

His withered, seemingly powerless fingers landed on his shoulder, with countless strands of azure energy surging within. Only the tiger-like creature knew just how terrifying it was; half of its body seemed to have lost control in an instant, unable to exert any strength at all.

"Get out of here, don't cause me any trouble."

Lu Jin suddenly exerted force with her wrist, forcefully knocking back the nearly two-meter-tall tiger several feet.

"this...."

Chen Jinkui and Mu You were incredulous, and the two directors of the company were even embarrassed, their expressions shifting between anger and uncertainty.

They had originally agreed with Ru Hu to use his strength as a last resort to prevent Zhang Zhiwei from forcibly starting a war with Quanxing, but Lu Jin interrupted them midway.

"Excuse me, everyone."

Zhang Zhiwei, carrying Gong Qing by hand, walked through the crowd towards the Quanxing sect not far away. There were twelve members who accepted the challenge: six from Tong, six from Quanxing, six from Quanxing, and twelve from Quanxing. The group consisted of six members from Quanxing, six from Quanxing, and twelve from Quanxing. The group was composed ...

"call out--!"

Zhang Zhiwei grabbed Gong Qing by the collar, threw him over, and he fell to the feet of the group of demons.

With a "pfft!" Gong Qing's eyes glazed over. He didn't even receive any help before a silver needle pierced his brow, killing him instantly. The person who struck him was Ying Mohua, who wore a brown wooden mask.

Because Gong Qing's decision brought about the downfall of the sect, these high-ranking and powerful members simply did not acknowledge that such a useless person could be their leader.

The reason they went to the meeting was that they were all confident in their strength and arrogant, unable to withstand Zhang Zhiwei's relentless pursuit, so they simply gathered together to respectfully send the Celestial Master on his way.

"The Ghost Fisherman... The Thousand Insect Elder... The Yellow Springs Water and Fire..."

“This is a huge problem. These old guys from Quanxing were once notorious evil cultivators, almost a hundred years old, with countless murder cases on their hands.”

Xiao Zhanmu felt as if he were facing a formidable enemy and was extremely wary. With a wealth of intelligence, he recognized the origins of those demons by their physical characteristics.

It's no exaggeration to say that, apart from the six weaker teams, the rest of the team is quite formidable.

The two directors frowned, realizing that things had spiraled out of control. The number of people involved on both sides was far beyond what their subordinates and the few elders present could control.

At this moment, the atmosphere was incredibly heavy and tense, but Zhang Zhiwei remained calm and composed.

Even surrounded, he remained calm and composed, his body slowly radiating a protective golden light forged through countless trials, his eyes revealing undisguised pure killing intent.

“Master, since you are determined to exterminate us all, then I, Ding Shian, have brought eleven members of my sect here to learn from your methods.”

After saying this, they bowed to the Celestial Master with their right palm and left fist in a fist salute.

On the one hand, it expresses respect and recognition for the Celestial Master's identity and strength; on the other hand, it indicates that they will fight to the death in the upcoming battle.

"Come."

Without uttering any further words, Zhang Zhiwei answered with a single word, and with his permission, the crowd launched a full-scale attack.

In an instant, twelve surging streams of Qi surged forth, unleashing terrifying power. Ding Shian, the Ghost Catcher, and Ying Mohua were responsible for containing the enemy from the front, while the other nine launched various killing moves from the sides.

"Boom!"

The golden light surrounding that aged body surged wildly, like a raging, turbulent sea, resisting the invasion of numerous evil spells.

Ding Shian leaped into the air, his entire body's strength exploding in an instant, concentrating on his right fist, which was also covered by blazing Qi. He threw a heavy punch downwards, trying to break through the protective golden light.

However, to his surprise, when he was attacked from both sides, the Celestial Master did not retreat but instead withdrew the golden light, allowing him to get close.

"Pfft!!!"

Ding Shian, whose eyes and brain could not keep up with the speed of the target, suddenly changed his expression and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The Celestial Master approached him without his noticing and struck him in the abdomen with a palm strike. His internal organs churned violently, and he nearly fainted. His whole body trembled uncontrollably, and he flew dozens of meters like a kite with a broken string, scraping against the gravel-strewn ground.

In those milliseconds, the other two suddenly unleashed their killing moves. The Celestial Master gathered his golden light, pressing closer like a cage, his palms forming a yin-yang convergence, one attacking and one defending as he unleashed a powerful hurricane that rose from the ground, sweeping in all directions. The Ghost Fisher and Shadow Painting were unable to get close and had to temporarily avoid the attack.

Wang Ai, standing at the back of the crowd, had a gloomy face. He couldn't believe that Zhang Zhiwei, that beast, still had the strength to fight back even when surrounded by twelve members of the Quanxing Sect. He was so angry that he almost ground his teeth to dust.

"Hmph... Go ahead and be arrogant... Let's see how long you can stay so cocky."

Wang Ai warned himself not to act impulsively. He was waiting for the gunshot to ring out, knowing that revenge was just around the corner.

Four assassins had already been planted. As long as the Quanxing continued to wear down Zhang Zhiwei, there would eventually be a moment when he would reveal a weakness. At that time, four armor-piercing bullets would be enough to kill him.

Just as he was thinking this, little did he know that hundreds of meters away, Zhao Jinhuan, who was lying on a high point of sandstone, had already locked the sights of his scope onto Wang Ai's chest.

"Boom!"

Thunder roared, whether by divine intervention or human intervention, a silvery flash of lightning ripped through the dark sky.

The company's two directors and several of the top ten were focused on the fierce battle. Wang Ai was anxious and wished he could personally go on the battlefield to kill his enemies, but he was completely unaware that death was quietly approaching.

Under the cover of the roaring thunder, Zhao Jinhuan suddenly mustered his strength in his arms, firmly suppressing the heavy sniper rifle beneath him, and decisively pulled the trigger, firing the first and most stable shot of his life.

"boom!!!"

Armor-piercing rounds, glowing with a terrifying red light, shot out from the muzzle. The ear-piercing gunshot blended perfectly with the noisy environment. The line of fire swept through the air as fast as a streak of light, covering hundreds of meters in an instant.

With a loud "bang!", Wang Ai was shot. Under the terrifying power of the bullet, his ribs and organs were shattered, and his flesh and blood turned into fragments that flew and scattered dozens of meters away.

On his deathbed, his mind was in a state of heightened excitement, still clinging to the hope of achieving revenge, but little did he know he would never have the chance to witness it.

Chapter 264 One person at a time

Having succeeded in his attack, Zhao Huanjin witnessed the corpse being torn to pieces in the scope. Without bothering to examine it further, he quickly pulled out a teleportation talisman, pinched it between two fingers, and tore it open. As a shimmering white light enveloped him, he and the sniper rifle were erased from the spot and teleported back to Longhu Mountain.

"what!!"

The person closest to Wang Ai, Director Su, was a middle-aged woman who suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

A strong stench of blood filled the air. Her clothes were splattered with blood and even had some strange, rotten substance attached to them. It was black and sticky and was slowly wriggling.

Wang Ai, one of the Ten Elders, died suddenly beside her, his body exploding into a pool of blood.

The others turned their heads sharply, and when they saw the scattered remains, their pupils were filled with terror. Who had done this?!

Smelling the faint scent of gunpowder, Bi Youlong's expression changed drastically. He knew that Wang Ai had been assassinated. As a high-ranking executive of the company, his first thought was that Quanxing had laid an ambush, intending to wipe them out here.

"Enemy attack!! Take cover, it's a heavy sniper rifle!!"

Without a moment's hesitation, he gripped his companion Su Dong's right hand like an iron clamp and dragged her toward the nearest sandstone bunker.

Mu You and Na Ruhu were both terrified and fled faster than the other. Only Chen Jinkui looked horrified, completely stunned by the scene before him. Wisps of ominous black mist had bound his feet without him even realizing it, like a malignant sore stuck to his bones.

Not only him, but also the employees of NaDuTong next to him were the same.

A vast, sea-like expanse of black energy overflowed from Wang Ai's corpse, as if some kind of sealed gate had been shattered, causing these mysterious forces to lose control and go berserk.

"what!!!"

An employee of NaDuTong screamed as black mist swept in, engulfing his figure. In the blink of an eye, his flesh, blood, and soul were completely plundered, leaving behind only a pale skeleton.

"How...is this possible?! Such a terrifying evil spirit..."

Pairs of scarlet eyes appeared in the black mist. When Chen Jinkui met their gaze, he felt as if his soul was being stolen away. He was so terrified that his face turned pale and his legs trembled.

"Boom!!!"

The black mist churned and soon engulfed Chen Jinkui and several other living people. Their souls were forcibly devoured, and they died without even leaving a last word.

Hiding under the cover, Bi Youlong, Su Dong, Mu You, and Na Ruhu were terrified by this cruel scene.

"Roar--!"

A twisted and furious roar reverberated in all directions, a hurricane raged, and layers of ear-piercing and soul-wrenching sound waves assaulted the air.

The black aura revealed countless human figures, which were the souls that Wang Ai had captured before his death. These included all the experts who died in the clan in the year of Jia Shen, as well as countless spirits and evil cultivators.

Over the course of seventy years of cultivation, Wang Ai secretly devoured countless spirits behind the backs of the company and other sects. Innate extraordinary people, acquired Qi cultivators, and even mountain spirits that had achieved cultivation were all his food.

At this moment, Wang Ai's death caused these vengeful spirits to go berserk, their resentment overwhelming, and they began to devour each other.

Several of the most terrifying spirits, with bloodshot and bloodthirsty eyes, were all deceased elders of the Wang family. They intertwined and merged, their souls and bodies merging, like a vortex drawing in and swallowing thousands of other spirits, giving rise to new ferocious forms.

"Boom!"

The vengeful spirit continued to solidify, giving birth to a coexisting life form. Its pupils were violent and gleamed with streaks of purple light. It had a face like a demon, three heads and six arms, and muscles that bulged like cast black steel. It wore a set of ancient black armor and was nearly three meters tall. It resembled a demon described in ancient books and was howling at the sky, emitting a deafening roar.

Zhang Zhiwei, who was in the center of the battlefield, and the Twelve Quanxing masters all noticed the suddenly appearing ghostly thing, and their expressions became serious.

At the same time, strong winds blew, thunder roared, and dense rain fell from the sky; the real battle was just beginning.

The demon's gaze was fixed on the gray environment, where the only dazzling golden light caused the hatred etched deep in its soul to erupt in an instant. It was a dark forest of yin energy, with several arms wielding large swords, ancient maces, and spears forged from countless black energies, and it attacked forcefully.

With a deafening boom, the demon's speed created sonic booms, and it instantly appeared in front of Zhang Zhiwei. It slashed down with unimaginable force, causing the golden light to tremble violently and reveal countless cracks.

This single strike was far more terrifying than the combined attack of all twelve members of the Quanxing Sect.

"Are both old and new grudges still there?"

Upon closer inspection, Zhang Zhiwei recognized the identities of those aged and ferocious heads. They were all old members of the Wang family who, after death, were kept in the world by the Wang family using secret methods, preventing them from reincarnating. They even grew to an outrageous level by devouring Yin spirits.

"Clang clang clang!!!"

Two completely different kinds of true qi clashed head-on. The golden light suddenly expanded several times, the cracks healed rapidly, and the demon was briefly forced back several meters.

The other twelve Quanxing demons were also watching closely, waiting for their chance to strike. They unleashed a variety of deadly moves, and the two sides were evenly matched, with the battle being fierce.

Lu Jin and Jiang Mo watched silently from the edge of the battlefield, showing no intention of intervening. In their prediction, the battle would soon come to an end.

Meanwhile, the company's top executives and key figures, hiding in the distance, were in a terrible mood. They dared not show themselves, fearing the snipers lurking in the shadows, and could only peek at the battlefield through some narrow gaps.

Under the siege of the demons and the twelve demons, the golden light grew dimmer and dimmer, as if it were about to go out.

Everyone watched with bated breath. If the Heavenly Daoist died here, they would also be doomed. Especially that inhuman, ghostly thing, which was extremely eerie and would never let them go.

"At a time like this, that bastard Lu Jin still has the leisure to watch!"

"Who is that? His disciple? What's he doing there?"

Bi Youlong was filled with doubt, but the next moment, his thoughts were interrupted by the dazzling lightning that burst forth in his field of vision.

In an instant, the golden light faded, replaced by hundreds of terrifying bolts of lightning swirling around him. Zhang Zhiwei's eyes were indifferent, determined to annihilate the demons and monsters of Quanxing before him in one fell swoop.

Six, sir, sedan chair, fright, huh, sir ...

In the instant they lost their focus, the demon, who was less than a few feet away from them, suddenly became fierce and launched a rapid attack. It cleaved their bodies in two with its blades. Black Qi spread out, absorbing their essence and soul. After quickly digesting it, its strength increased even further.

"Damn it, this thing isn't with us..."

The Ghost Hunter's face turned pale. Zhang Zhiwei's use of lightning magic had already instilled fear in him, and now there was a monster here that randomly devoured its disciples. He was now filled with apprehension and wanted to run away.

“Zizzizi!!!”

Zhang Zhiwei's killing intent was chilling. He gave these demons no chance to breathe. Hundreds of bolts of lightning pierced through the void, quickly forming a prison that sealed him, the demons, and the ten demons inside. Unless they killed him, there was no way they could leave.

"Boom!!!"

A sudden burst of lightning magic unleashed, thick bolts of lightning, as thick as the mouth of a vat, densely descended from the depths of the sea of ​​clouds, too fast to dodge, striking precisely at the six figures. The lightning bolts, thick and powerful, descended with incredible speed and force, striking the six figures with deadly accuracy.

Seeing that things were not going well, Ding Shian's body glowed with green light, and he tried to escape by using the Earth Immortal technique. However, the next second his limbs stiffened and he felt a chill run down his spine. The aura of death came like a landslide and a tsunami, and a huge shadow appeared out of nowhere behind him.

"call out!!"

The demon reached out with one hand, and the spreading black energy was like a swamp, firmly attaching itself to Ding Shian and grabbing his neck.

"Boom!"

The heavens were struck by lightning. Ding Shian, one of the two heroes, was powerless to resist. He was held hostage by the demon and lifted high to defend against the thunder.

"Pfft!!"

In an instant, facing Zhang Zhiwei's fierce attack, Ding Shian was blasted through by lightning. His body was severely charred and bleeding. Before he could even see the light of day, his brain and many internal organs were shattered by the violent electric current.

The demon opened its mouth and inhaled, once again seizing the soul of the dead. It grinned incessantly, its speed so fast that its afterimages blurred. Relying on the almost negligible gaps in time, it continuously evaded the encirclement of multiple heavenly lightning bolts.

The five grandmasters, Fishing Ghost Man, Thousand Insect Old Man, Shadow Ink Painting, and Yellow Spring Water and Fire, were trapped in a desperate situation. The dense heavenly lightning swept over them, far beyond their ability to resist. If they showed the slightest flaw or their movements were even slightly sluggish, they would be killed by the evil demons.

"kill--!"

The five of them fought desperately, bombarding the edge of the Thunder Prison together, trying to create an opening so they could escape.

"Trying to escape? I won't allow it."

Zhang Zhiwei waved his sleeve, and five thick golden rays shot out, transforming into chains that bound the group of demons and dragged them back.

"Pfft!!"

A burst of lightning erupted from his palm, piercing through two beating hearts in succession. Zhang Zhiwei annihilated the Yellow Springs Water and Fire Brothers with his bare hands.