As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life - Chapter 1341 - 369: So What If He Is the Emperor of Dajing? The Bloodstained Will of the True Martial Divine Sect
Chapter 1341: Chapter 369: So What If He Is the Emperor of Dajing? The Bloodstained Will of the True Martial Divine Sect
The long spear in his hand continued to dance wildly, with countless afterimages of spear light completely enveloping Zhang Yunlong.
Zhang Yunlong slid back a hundred meters on the White Jade Square, taking on Shi Xuan’s rapid onslaught from all directions with the long spear smashing down!
Hiss hiss hiss—
Heat waves rolled!
The continuous explosions echoed endlessly, resounding without stop!
Whoa whoa whoa—
Torrential rain poured down, with spring thunder resounding from behind the clouds.
Everyone held their breath, staring at the dazzling battle on the White Jade Square.
Did it work?!
Such a thunderous assault, with over a thousand spear lights struck continuously, each hit landing…
Could it be, still no victory?
The qi and blood on Shi Xuan’s body began to wane, with only two metal rings remaining on his single arm…
He breathed heavily, his skin turning crimson as he stared intently at the area where the white qi waves were rolling and surging.
There is where Zhang Yunlong stood.
Suddenly.
A rush of strong wind blew over.
Shi Xuan’s eyes focused to see Zhang Yunlong in fluttering blue clothes, without a scratch or wound on his body, standing quietly with his hands forming a sword technique.
Gazing at him with a mocking glance.
“Not bad.”
“Pity… not strong enough.”
“I’ve heard the martial artists of the True Martial Divine Sect are unparalleled in killing barbarians in Tongyou Land… but it seems it is nothing more than this.”
“With such strength, what barbarians can you kill?”
Zhang Yunlong said indifferently.
As his voice echoed and resounded, many present furrowed their brows.
In the main banquet area of the Purple Mansion Divine Sect, Sect Master Zhang Wuji furrowed his brow, and Zhang Yunhuang’s expression slightly changed.
In the True Martial Divine Sect area, Shi Jian’s face suddenly turned grim, angrily slapping the table, leaving a handprint on it.
Li Che also furrowed his brow, looking indifferently at this Zhang Yunlong from the Purple Mansion Divine Sect.
The True Martial Divine Sect disciples are genuinely killing barbarians in Tongyou Land, is it something for you to mock?
Within the White Jade Square.
Anger also appeared in Shi Xuan’s eyes.
As if a red flame was burning.
He gripped his long spear, and one of the remaining two metal rings on his arm shattered like glass.
Shi Xuan’s entire body changed color completely, his qi and blood surged again, burning like a golden smoke shooting into the sky!
A terrifying and frenzied will interwoven and rampaged between heaven and earth!
However.
Zhang Yunlong looked at Shi Xuan indifferently, took off the sword box on his back, smacked it on the ground, and opened it to reveal it was packed full of tiny metallic swords.
Then he raised his hand, placed it on his forehead.
A ripple like a storm spread from Zhang Yunlong’s forehead, and a divine shrine floated behind him, radiating intense divinity, while a metal chain hung down from the shrine, piercing into Zhang Yunlong’s spine.
Zhang Yunlong’s eyes immediately flashed with brilliant light.
Within the shrine sat a Temple God holding a sword.
Zhang Yunlong and the shrine floated up into midair, with endless and magnificent divine power erupting outward.
Every palm-sized sword in the sword box was entwined as if by invisible threads formed by divine power, floating out with clinking sounds.
“Go.”
Zhang Yunlong flicked his finger.
The first palm-sized small sword slowly turned its point, aiming at Shi Xuan, whose qi and blood were exploding, skin crimson and blood seemingly seeping from every pore.
“You’re simulating Eight Strange Gates Skill martial arts, right, without a Divine Seed, but using metal to restrict your qi and blood, like a Divine Seed forming a physical shackle among the Eight Strange Gates…”
“By detonating the Qimen Divine Seed, you achieve the shattering of the physical shackles, and the gradual ascent of your spirit!”
Zhang Yunlong’s eyes were deep, with a faint smile on his lips.
As if he had seen through everything.
“Now, I’ll give you a chance, break the last metal ring, let me witness the so-called Pure Martial, or else… you won’t get another chance.”
As Zhang Yunlong’s words fell like commands, the palm-sized sword began to tremble slightly.
Shi Xuan’s face was incredibly grim as if he were a madman, his body grew taller and larger, with his skin crimson and bloody, veins popping as he raised the Great Halberd with one hand, aimed at Zhang Yunlong.
A sound exploded from his throat!
Like the horn of a charge!
“Battle!”
Bang—!!!
A burst of blood instantly exploded behind Shi Xuan!
The sound of charging abruptly stopped.
From behind, Zhang Yunlong continuously shed divine power from the shrine, floating in mid-air, with a cold expression.
His fingers maintained the flicking motion, and that palm-sized sword had already pierced through Shi Xuan’s chest.
Shi Xuan’s body staggered, then forced himself to endure the pain, lowered his body, and sprinted swiftly forward.
Bam bam bam bam—
Zhang Yunlong continuously flicked his finger, and palm-sized swords continuously shot out rapidly, seemingly drilling through space, traversing back, reappearing, already penetrating through Shi Xuan’s body, bringing up a mist of blood!
His shadow was almost impossible to catch.
Blood mist continuously exploded on Shi Xuan’s body, with golden blood mist mixed with his intensely triggered qi and blood, and his body’s blood seemed to be draining at a frenzied pace!
Whoosh—!!!
As Zhang Yunlong’s floating body in the air slightly tilted back.
A long spear’s sharp tip had already been stabbed, reaching an inch away from Zhang Yunlong’s face.
But, only an inch away, Shi Xuan couldn’t thrust this spear any further to hit Zhang Yunlong.
The immense divine power formed a barrier, blocking the long spear.
Shi Xuan was bleeding all over his body, with golden blood pearls pattering down on the ground…
“Why haven’t you shattered your last link yet?”
Zhang Yunlong asked coldly.
He had been waiting for Shi Xuan’s last link, eager to witness the true power of Pure Martial.
But Shi Xuan simply wouldn’t use it.
Shi Xuan, covered in blood, slowly raised his head.
A sincere smile appeared on his rugged face, as if a will dyed in blood slowly dispersed.
“I… this link… is for the barbarians…”
