Invincible Bull Demon!

"Corpse Puppets? Is Tang Tianhao also connected to evil cultivators?" True Person Heyun was among the crowd. Witnessing the two Corpse Puppets wreaking havoc at the execution ground, he was astonished. Tang Tianhao wasn't just involved with demons, but also evil cultivators?

Despite capturing the two Corpse Puppets, all the soldiers present remained on high alert, scanning their surroundings. They knew it was possible there were accomplices.

"Ah!"

A startled cry echoed from the crowd in the distance. The people unconsciously parted, and a tall, sturdy man slowly emerged from the throng.

He was a tall man, dressed in black, wearing a Bull Head Mask that exuded an air of authority. The two horns on the mask curved sharply upwards, as if aiming to pierce the sky!

The black-clothed man emanated an intensely scorching aura, making the air around him feel hot. The onlookers instinctively kept their distance, fearing they might get burned.

"Didn't even force out the opposing immortal cultivators... I'll have to go myself." Tang Jie, wearing the Bull Head Mask, thought to himself. He knew there had to be immortal cultivators present and had hoped the two Corpse Puppets would draw them out so he could launch a surprise attack and eliminate them.

Unfortunately, although the two Corpse Puppets were ferocious, they were subdued by the combined efforts of the black-armored soldiers. The opposing immortal cultivators never made a move, and Tang Jie couldn't wait any longer. He had to act himself!

"Bull... Bull Demon King?" Tang Tianhao stared in shock at Tang Jie, who was emerging from the crowd. While he was stunned, he was also filled with confusion.

The Bull Demon King had undoubtedly left a deep impression on Tang Tianhao. Over a year ago, Tang Tianhao had visited the Martial Arts Arena once, and the Bull Demon King at that time had left him with a very profound memory.

Tang Tianhao even thought the Bull Demon King might be the strongest martial artist he had ever seen. But Tang Tianhao never would have imagined that the Bull Demon King would appear at this moment, walking directly towards the execution ground. His intentions were clear!

Tang Tianhao was perplexed. Did he know the Bull Demon King? Why would he risk such great danger to save him?

"Bull Demon King! It's the Bull Demon King!"

Someone among the soldiers exclaimed.

"Bull Demon King? What Bull Demon King?"

The others were confused.

"The undefeated king of the Lingwu Martial Arts Arena! He's participated in nearly thirty matches without a single loss! He's the strongest martial artist; even first-rate martial artists couldn't withstand a single strike from him!" A soldier gulped, recalling a time he had witnessed the Bull Demon King in action at the arena and was instantly captivated by his invincible presence.

Among the elite soldiers present, many had been drawn to the arena by the name of the Bull Demon King and had watched his fights. Every time the Bull Demon King appeared, it was an absolute annihilation, bringing immense shock.

But now, this Bull Demon King had appeared here? And judging by his actions, he was here to disrupt the execution!

"Bull Demon King? Is he famous?"

The young woman in white saw Tang Jie below and the astonished soldiers. She was quite puzzled, having never heard of any Bull Demon King.

Daoist Qingsong sat quietly, observing Tang Jie below, his expression unchanged. No matter how powerful a martial artist was, they were still mere mortals!

"What are you standing around for? Who cares if he's the Bull Demon King, take him down!"

Li Changshou's face darkened as he shouted. He didn't care if it was the Bull Demon King or a horse-headed man; anyone who dared to disrupt the execution deserved to die!

"Attack!"

A full five soldiers charged forward, forming a small battle formation. Their long spears thrust towards Tang Jie from different angles.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

Although these five soldiers didn't know who the Bull Demon King was, their comrades' expressions and the aura emanating from Tang Jie made them realize that the man wearing the Bull Head Mask was no ordinary person. They attacked with all their might, their five cold glints blooming like five frigid stars!

Having practiced spear thrusts no less than a million times, and with their coordinated attack, they believed that even a so-called first-rate martial artist would find them troublesome!

However...

Ching!

Tang Jie moved abruptly. His hand rested on the hilt of his saber, and in an instant, a wisp of cold light erupted, like a flood dragon breaking free from its bonds, roaring as it charged out!

"Crack, crack, crack, crack!"

Amidst a series of snapping sounds, the five soldiers stood stunned. They saw their spears, only halfway thrust out, being swept by the cold light and snapping cleanly. The wisp of cold light continued its momentum, grazing their necks.

Clang!

As the metal spearheads clattered to the ground, the five soldiers stumbled back. They felt a slight stinging sensation on their necks and instinctively reached up to touch them, only to see crimson bloodstains on their hands!

"What... what just happened?"

"It seems... he drew his saber! He broke our weapons... and cut our necks..."

The five soldiers were somewhat dazed. They had no awareness of what had just transpired, only seeing a flash of cold light, followed by their weapons being severed and a bloody gash appearing on their necks.

"We... we already died just now!"

Cold sweat drenched the soldiers' backs. The stinging sensation on their necks made them realize they had just experienced death. If the other party hadn't held back, they had no doubt their heads would have been severed like the broken spearheads, rolling onto the ground!

What made them gasp even more was that Tang Jie's hand remained on his saber's hilt, as if he hadn't moved at all!

"Did... did he draw his saber just now?"

Everyone who witnessed this scene felt their scalps tingle. No one could clearly see if Tang Jie had drawn his saber or not. All they saw was a flash of cold light, followed by the five soldiers' weapons being cut and bloodstains appearing on their necks!

Since Tang Jie began practicing the Iron Cutting Saber Art, he had improved the technique and practiced it no less than tens of millions of times, reaching a state of perfection. In the past, he had held back in the arena, but now, unleashing his full power, his speed surpassed the limits of human perception.

Extreme speed equated to extreme lethality. Even a thin sheet of paper, when propelled at extreme speeds, could cut through flesh and blood, let alone a sharp blade!

Tang Jie walked forward silently, his gaze briefly sweeping over the five soldiers. The five soldiers instinctively retreated to the sides, clearing a path.

They then realized something was amiss, their faces flushing red, yet they dared not attack Tang Jie, as if any further action would result in their heads being severed!

"So... terrifying a saber..." Tang Tianhao watched this scene from afar, his heart filled with immense shock. As a first-rate martial artist himself, Tang Tianhao knew very well that if he were to face this terrifying Bull Demon King, he wouldn't perform any better than these soldiers.

The gap was too vast! Even the most elite of first-rate martial artists were as fragile as infants compared to this Bull Demon King before them; they were not on the same level at all!

"Hmm? A martial artist?" Even the immortal cultivators, the Daoist Qingsong and the young woman in white, showed surprise in their eyes. They had seen martial artists, and not a few first-rate martial artists at that, but compared to the man wearing the Bull Head Mask before them, it was like the difference between heaven and earth!

If they hadn't witnessed it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that such a martial artist existed in the world, possessing such a swift saber!