Beros suddenly shot out two sharp glances from his eyes and said, "Don’t play tricks, this mystical power rely depends on the Golden Bone and doesn’t actually enhance your combat strength; it only serves to intimidate. Hmph! The king has plenty of Golden Bones, do you think I don’t know this?"
Xiao Zheng remained expressionless and did not bother to exchange more words with Beros. He extended one hand forward, and a torrent-like Gang Qi rushed out from his arm, as if a golden dragon appeared from nowhere and transford into a giant golden sword, which seed to be forged from pure gold. Xiao Zheng held it in his hand, and at that mont, the sword’s cry echoed across the nine heavens.
"Dugu..."
Witnessing this scene, Zuo Longyi on the side of the Huaxia Martial Arts Alliance Army suddenly changed his expression slightly.
Upon hearing these two words, the people were puzzled, so soone sought clarification.
Zuo Longyi took a deep breath, as if he was too agitated and needed a deep breath to calm down. He said, "Many years ago, there erged an invincible figure in Huaxia nad Dugu Qiubai. With a Mystical Sky Battle Sword in hand, he slaughtered countless individuals, so much so that no one dared to speak out. He was one of the strongest ever known! When he was around, I was still a child and saw him from a distance, leaving a deep impression of his aura within . Within the Evil God’s sword technique, it seems to contain the aura of Dugu Baitian."
Long Qie, standing nearby, laughed and said, "Elder Zuo, you have sharp eyes. Indeed, Mr. Xiao has obtained Senior Dugu’s legacy. In the past, he needed the Mystical Sky Battle Sword to perform it, but now his understanding of the Dugu Swordsmanship has deepened, having reached the realm of ’wielding Qi as a sword.’
Xiao Zheng is now a top-tier figure in the Martial Arts World, and even if this news is known by others, it’s of no consequence, for no one would dare to covet Dugu Qiubai’s legacy.
So, Long Qie admitted it straightforwardly.
"What?"
The crowd exclaid in surprise.
To wield Qi as a sword is an extrely mysterious realm within martial arts, and only the topmost swordsn have ever achieved it. Anyone reaching this realm is undoubtedly a peerless figure of their generation!
For the Evil God to reach such a level ans he already ranks among the strongest swordsn in history.
At just over twenty years old, the Evil God had already achieved such accomplishnts. This kind of talent is beyond what words can describe!
And everyone present, being experts, clearly heard the discussions from the Blood Clan and the Werewolves.
Upon hearing the na "Dugu Qiubai," many people turned pale, a deep-seated terror flashing in their eyes.
Both the Blood Clan and Werewolves have long lifespans, having lived through the era when Dugu Qiubai reigned supre. Even the Blood Clan’s Netherworld King, the Werewolf Clan’s Wolf King, and super experts from the Bright Church and the Dark Demon Clan could not withstand a single strike from Dugu Baitian, having been left trembling.
It is said that at the ti, the West also had a supre figure, none other than the Pope of the Bright Church. This person’s ambition was imnse, seeking to emulate ancient predecessors by launching a crusade to invade the Eastern territories, temporarily unifying the four major forces: the Bright Church, Dark Demon Clan, Werewolves, and Blood Clan, into an unprecedentedly mighty entity!
Legend has it that this Pope’s cultivation had even surpassed the peak of the Martial Saint, reaching an even higher, more profound realm.
The outco.
Dugu Qiubai, holding an iron sword casually, ca from the East and broke through the Pope’s eighty-one layers of copper wall-like defenses. In full view of everyone, he beheaded the Pope with a single stroke and then left with grace.
That so-called most splendid Western coalition army in history thus collapsed, crumbling into pieces. The dream of crusading against Huaxia was naturally shattered directly!
It can be said.
The reason why there has been such peace between the West and the East for so long, without major conflicts, is largely due to the impact of Dugu Qiubai’s legendary deed of slaying the Pope.
Western races are deeply afraid of this.
However, Dugu Qiubai never appeared again after that event. With so many years past, even supre experts should have perished, so this Blood Clan and Werewolf dared to co to Huaxia, else they would never have dared.
This is also a sorrow of the Human Clan. Even the supre experts, with their dominating skills, cannot have a very long life. When they reach the end of their lifespan, they ultimately turn into a handful of yellow earth.
Beros’s eyes shot out a cold glare, saying, "So you are a descendant of Dugu Qiubai. Dugu Qiubai has a blood feud with our Western world; since you dare to appear today, I will surely tear you apart!"
Xiao Zheng said nothing, and with a flick of his wrist, the golden giant sword transford into a golden sword light, stabbing towards Beros. The trajectory of this sword was incredibly intricate, similar to the mysterious ’elusive one,’ making it impossible to fathom or predict, leaving everyone uncertain of where it would land.
Beros’s whole body was covered in goosebumps.
At that mont, he felt as though every part of his body was targeted, yet it seed none were the true target of the sword light, leaving him completely uncertain about how to evade.
"Damn it!"
Beros cursed under his breath, helplessly retreating. The sword light naturally has a distance limitation. As long as Xiao Zheng pursues him, flaws will appear in the sword move as he moves.
"Heh."
Xiao Zheng chuckled softly, and the sword light chased after Beros, advancing almost with Beros’s rapid retreat, without showing any flaws during the movent.
Sweat was dripping from Beros’s forehead now, and at this mont, he felt a trendous pressure. Then he beca enraged, as a top expert among the Werewolf Clan, he had never been in such a situation before. He roared and suddenly charged forward instead.
"Claw Splits Mountains and Rivers!"
Beros roared, stretching his hand to grab Xiao Zheng’s piercing sword light. His wolf claws, with ten sharp fingernails harder than steel, created a fierce wind upon attack, with vigorous Gang Qi surging out from his body.
Clang!
The sword’s cry reverberated across the nine heavens.
Beros actually grasped Xiao Zheng’s sword light with one grab!
Everyone watching gasped in amazent.
Xiao Zheng’s move seed as ethereal as a celestial being, how could it be caught so easily?
Beros laughed heartily and said, "Evil God, you’re nothing! Calling yourself the descendant of Dugu Qiubai, this swordsmanship is ordinary. Watch crush your Qi sword and bring about your doom!
As he spoke, Beros’s arm swelled slightly, and a trendous force flowed from his body, gathering towards that single wolf claw, making it even more ferocious and terrifying.
It was like the paw of a ferocious beast!
A terror to behold!
User Comments
0 comments from readers