Chapter 941: Chapter 529: Central Plains, Barbarians Forbidden!
Under the towering giant hand, the small figure of Wei Jinfeng appeared rather tragic.
It seed as if he was about to fall completely in the next mont.
Wei Wuque’s face carried a hint of worry, his fists clenched tightly, silently chanting the word ‘father’ in his heart.
The remaining commanders of the Beiliang Army also wanted to rush forward to relieve so of the pressure off Wei Jinfeng.
Nearly two hundred thousand Beiliang soldiers, thousands of Jianghu martial artists, and tens of thousands of the people of Liangzhou City all froze in place at this mont, with a tragic atmosphere lingering in their hearts.
If the prince couldn’t hold, then they would surely die.
Chen Yuan frowned tightly, only feeling as if his whole body was trapped in a quagmire, the mighty power making his heart palpitate.
This… is this the power of a Sixth Realm Immortal?
So strong!
It’s just a single hand, yet it made Wei Jinfeng struggle to resist.
A single hand holding up the sky, nothing more than this.
“Senior, do you also possess such power?” Chen Yuan instinctively asked.
He had been possessed by the Moluo senior several tis, but never had such power, which was simply terrifying. Of course, it might also be because the Moluo senior was heavily injured himself.
“This is the power of Dao.”
Moluo’s ethereal voice slowly resounded.
“Dao?”
“Refining Void and Entering Dao, the most important for those in the Sixth Realm is the word ‘Dao’. This thod is indeed very strong, even among the Sixth Realm, it is quite extraordinary. Truly deserving of the title Barbarian God of the Barbarian Royal Court.”
“And you….”
“This humble monk has also attained Enlightennt, but your physical body is still too weak. If the Rule Power is used, your physical body’s Primordial Spirit will instantly collapse.”
Moluo Dao said.
“Wei Jinfeng cannot die now, should we… take action?” Chen Yuan frowned tightly.
He knew very well that once Wei Jinfeng died, Liangzhou would truly be finished. With Wanyan Tianba’s killing intent towards him, he was probably determined to ensure his death.
So even for his own sake, he had to take action.
Having Wei Jinfeng alive was very useful to him.
If the hundreds of thousands of Beiliang soldiers were defeated, the Central Plains would be like having a huge gap bitten out of it, which did not align with his original plans.
“Friend, there’s no need to be anxious. The one from Wudang Mountain is already prepared, Benefactor Wei will not die.”
Upon hearing these words, Chen Yuan’s brows finally unfurled slightly.
And just at this critical mont, a soaring sword cry echoed through the heavens and earth.
In an instant, a sharp energy directly struck the giant hand holding up the sky, erupting with a terrifying roar. The once despairing Wei Jinfeng seized this fleeting opportunity.
He forcefully tore open the void with the Divine Spear in his hand.
When reappearing, he had already distanced himself by a thousand feet, pausing in front of Liangzhou City, his aura slightly disordered, but at least not seriously injured.
In fact, even if that strike had landed on him, he would not have fallen.
Even though a supre True Monarch has a gap with a Sixth Realm Immortal, it doesn’t an they are as fragile as ants, but in such a situation, being suddenly targeted.
There was simply no way to escape.
He would inevitably be severely injured.
And once severely injured, today’s situation would actually be no different from a defeat.
He would no longer have the strength to contend with Wanyan Tianba.
The True Martial Sword broke through the restraint with one strike, and the giant hand holding up the sky did not imdiately make a move, seemingly sensing sothing, but also did not retreat.
Everyone’s gaze turned to Song Yingqiao, the head of the Wudang Seven Sons.
Blocked!
Joy filled everyone’s hearts.
The previous force had truly made one despair, as if it was an existence from a different dinsion.
Wanyan Tianba’s brows suddenly furrowed, staring at the ancient bronze sword in Song Yingqiao’s hand:
“The True Martial Sword!!!”
It was precisely two hundred years ago in that battle, that a Wudang Mountain Immortal wielded the True Martial Sword to halt the Northern Barbarian Iron Cavalry’s invasion. He had witnessed the elegance of that sword with his own eyes back then.
He knew the terror of this sword, which after nearly a thousand years of tribute and nurturing from Wudang Mountain, had already surpassed the realm of a Divine Weapon, reaching the level of a ‘Dao Artifact’.
“It’s good that you know.”
Song Yingqiao responded neither humbly nor arrogantly.
“Heh, even if it is an Immortal Artifact, so what? Without an Immortal to wield and invoke it, it still cannot stop the power of the Barbarian God. This sword is not bad; the Royal Court just happens to lack a National Guardian Sword, it can fill this gap.”
Wanyan Tianba let out a cold laugh.
An artifact is ultimately just an artifact, even if it bears the word ‘Immortal’, it’s not truly an Immortal. Without the invocation of a Sixth Realm Immortal, it’s not that powerful and it surely cannot withstand the Barbarian God’s thods.
And as far as he knew, the Wudang Mountain Immortal had already passed away many years ago, and no supre True Monarch had erged in recent years, which is why he was so confident in his plan to conquer Liangzhou this ti.
He aid to take advantage of Wudang Mountain’s weakness to achieve victory in one battle.
Wanyan Tianba’s voice, like the majestic sound of a deity, transmitted into everyone’s ears, imdiately shocking those present, dispelling their previous joy.
Only an Immortal can resist an Immortal.
Although the True Martial Sword is one of the rarest Divine Weapons and Immortal Artifacts of its ti, how could it rival a true Immortal?
“Brother Song.”
Wei Jinfeng furrowed his brows, speaking in a deep voice.
Since the other party brought the True Martial Sword, perhaps there were counterasures in place. It was only a pity that the old Heavenly Master of Wudang Mountain had been in seclusion for a long ti; otherwise, with him around, the True Martial Sword could possibly be wielded.
Song Yingqiao’s eyes flickered, and he recalled what the old Heavenly Master entrusted to him before, first glancing at Wanyan Tianba and the giant hand frozen in the void.
Then, his gaze swept over the eager eyes below, and he said in a deep voice:
“The True Martial Sword contains divine charm within, and is the Immortal Artifact guardian of Wudang Mountain, once wielded by True Martial Land, already extraordinary beyond comparison. In possession of a martial artist,
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