Once the Mystic Sect Emerges, All Martial Artists Under Heaven Are Nothing More Than This

Above the city wall, the Devil Master looked into the distance and was shocked to see Xu Tianji being forced back.

That middle-aged man was no ordinary figure, a genuine Heavenly Connection Realm expert, the head of a sect. Could it be that even their combined efforts couldn't match the Changsheng Taoist Priest's power?

This was too absurd...

The Devil Master was shocked, his eyes flickering as he began to consider another plan.

On the other side.

At the Seventh Prince's residence, fourteen figures stood on a roof, namely the Disaster Buddha and the Thirteen Heavenly Lodestar Assassins, who were also watching the battle.

The Disaster Buddha frowned. The Changsheng Taoist Priest's power reminded him of the mysterious person who had killed the Calamity Buddha, but their auras were vastly different.

The leader of the Thirteen Heavenly Lodestar Assassins, Gui Liu, was a strong man with a slender waist. He rested his hands on a broadsword, and beneath his bamboo hat, a pair of viper-like, cold eyes were revealed. He said, "This person must be above the Heavenly Connection Realm, and so is that Xu Tianji. I didn't expect that the Great Jing martial arts world would hide such figures. This martial arts desert is not as weak as we imagined."

Another assassin hummed, "Indeed, the emperor's Punishment Head is also beyond the Heavenly Connection Realm. I really don't know where he recruited them from."

As they discussed, Xu Tianji released the middle-aged man and stared intently at Jiang Changsheng, his eyes becoming incredibly sharp.

The previously arrogant and conceited middle-aged man was intimidated by Jiang Changsheng's power, looking at him in fear, not daring to speak again, let alone attack.

Jiang Changsheng moved his fingers on his left hand, which was supporting the sword hilt, as if playing a zither. He smiled and said, "I'll give you all a chance. Come at me together. If you can give me a good fight, I might not kill you."

He had to earn survival rewards from the scene before him, and the value of the survival rewards depended on the strength of the enemies, so he used reverse psychology.

Xu Tianji said in a deep voice, "Taoist Priest, you are truly arrogant. No need for five hundred people, I alone am enough!"

He pushed the middle-aged man aside, his footsteps resounding as his aura erupted, and his true qi surged, causing his robes to flutter and his long hair to dance. The other martial artists scattered, surrounding Jiang Changsheng to prevent him from escaping.

Qing Ku and the other three had retreated to the mountainside to continue watching the battle, extremely nervous.

They knew that Jiang Changsheng was strong, but this was more than five hundred martial arts experts.

Little Prince Wei, Wang Chen, Ping An, and the other disciples were watching the battle from a stone pavilion on the mountain, where they could barely see the situation below.

"Can Master win?" Little Prince Wei asked nervously. It was the first time he had experienced such a large scene since he was a child.

Wang Chen nodded and said, "He can win, he definitely can win."

Ping An howled, and if Wang Chen hadn't stopped him, this kid would have rushed down the mountain.

Xu Tianji stepped forward, his aura rising continuously, already surpassing the Heavenly Connection Realm, which shocked the other martial artists.

"Is Head Xu's power so terrifying?"

"That scared me. It seems that Head Xu was careless just now."

"That's natural. With Head Xu's skills, it's easy to dodge."

"However, the Dragon Arising Temple's Changsheng Taoist Priest is indeed powerful, and his power has already reached the top level of the martial arts world."

"The Changsheng Taoist Priest looks so young. Could it be that the rumors are true, that he has survived the lightning tribulation, his appearance remains unchanged, and he is a celestial being descended to earth?"

The martial artists discussed, their eyes fixed on Xu Tianji and Jiang Changsheng.

Xu Tianji stopped, standing three zhang away from Jiang Changsheng. He began to circulate his power in his palms, drawing circles in front of him, stopping in front of his lower abdomen. His aura had reached its peak, causing the experts within a hundred zhang to feel suffocated, with an extremely strong sense of oppression.

He suddenly stomped his foot and rushed towards Jiang Changsheng, his right palm condensing blue true qi, striking out like a blade, tearing through the flying snow, unstoppable.

Jiang Changsheng raised his eyes, golden light burst forth, and a huge golden phantom emerged from his body, quickly reaching a height of five zhang. This golden phantom resembled him in shape, but had three heads and six arms, holding different magical implements.

Mystic Sect Dharma Form!

Xu Tianji's pupils shrank, and before he could react, the Mystic Sect Dharma Form waved a sword shadow and collided with his True Qi, directly knocking him away.

Xu Tianji somersaulted in the air, landed quickly, and then slid backward. He slapped the ground with his right palm to steady himself.

Everyone's eyes widened, all with expressions as if they had seen a ghost, including Qing Ku and the other three, as well as the disciples who came to the mountain to watch the battle.

The Devil Master, Disaster Buddha, Thirteen Heavenly Lodestar Assassins, and the martial artists watching the battle in various parts of the city were all shocked.

What was that?

Xu Tianji only felt his Qi and blood surge, and his internal organs ache. He forcibly suppressed a mouthful of reverse blood in his throat, swallowing it down. He stood up and asked in a deep voice, "What kind of martial art is this?"

Jiang Changsheng said calmly, "Mystic Sect Dharma Form, this is a martial art I created myself, and it will also be the unique skill of Dragon Arising Temple in the future. Today, let the heroes of the world see the power of the Mystic Sect Dharma Form."

Everyone remembered this name, savoring the true meaning contained within it.

Xu Tianji suddenly disappeared from the spot, and the next second, he appeared on Jiang Changsheng's left side, his right palm striking upward towards Jiang Changsheng's face.

Jiang Changsheng glanced at him, and swept his horsetail whisk, hitting Xu Tianji's face. Xu Tianji only felt that the soft horsetail whisk contained immense power, hitting him so hard that his eyes almost turned black.

One of the Mystic Sect Dharma Form's arms, holding a giant hammer, smashed down. With a bang, Xu Tianji was smashed to the ground in the snow. This time, the blood could not be hidden at all, and spurted out of his mouth.

Xu Tianji supported himself with his left palm, True Qi erupted, and his pupils turned blue, shattering the giant hammer phantom. His body flew sideways, pulling away again.

Jiang Changsheng raised his eyebrows. Was this the rumored Undying Divine Art?

Interesting!

The explosive power just now was indeed amazing, but mainly because Jiang Changsheng had held back.

The reason for holding back was that he wanted to farm survival rewards.

Xu Tianji got up, raised his hands high, and transformed True Qi into a blade, slashing down angrily. The blade Qi was ten zhang long, cutting through the sky full of snow, as if dividing the world into two.

The Mystic Sect Dharma Form raised its long staff, forming a shield, easily blocking the blade Qi!

Xu Tianji charged towards Jiang Changsheng again. He leaped up, kicking out, True Qi swirling around his body, like a divine arrow that could pierce everything.

Another hand of the Mystic Sect Dharma Form waved a fan to strike. Xu Tianji did not dodge, but instead increased his True Qi. He had been able to shatter the giant hammer just now, indicating that the Mystic Sect Dharma Form was not invincible.

Bang!

Xu Tianji was fanned away, leaping over the heads of hundreds of people, smashing into the city wall, causing the city wall to collapse, rubble flying. His whole person was embedded in it, in a terrible state.

Silence!

At the foot of Dragon Arising Mountain, there was a dead silence.

The Devil Master, Calamity Buddha, and Thirteen Heavenly Lodestar Assassins were all dumbfounded.

Xu Tianji's speed and skill were very strong, and even his martial arts were very domineering, but in front of the Mystic Sect Dharma Form, he seemed vulnerable.

"What are you all waiting for? Let's go together. Could it be that the martial world of Great Jing is full of cowards? When Gu Han invades, you don't dare to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, but only dare to bully the few from behind? If that's the case, then I really have to look down on the martial world of Great Jing!"

Jiang Changsheng's voice sounded, his tone calm, but the sarcasm in his words deeply stimulated all the experts present.

All who entered the city were martial arts experts, disciples of various factions could only wait outside the city, waiting because they feared the imperial court would take the opportunity to wipe out the experts of each faction.

A white-haired old man roared, "Let's attack together, don't let that damned Taoist look down on us, if we give it our all, he might not be able to kill us all!"

He immediately rushed towards Jiang Changsheng, and more than five hundred experts, their anger flaring, attacked Jiang Changsheng from all directions, some even leaping into the air, creating a seemingly overwhelming momentum.

In the icy and snowy world, Jiang Changsheng had nowhere to escape, the Mystic Sect Dharma Form shone with golden light, so dazzling.

Jiang Changsheng gripped the hilt of the Taihang Sword, pulling it out of the snow, and in an instant, the Mystic Sect Dharma Form followed suit, growing taller, frantically wielding its six-armed Dharma artifacts.

Clang! Clang! Bang! Crack...

Countless collisions rang out, more than five hundred martial arts experts charged towards Jiang Changsheng and the Mystic Sect Dharma Form one after another, although the Mystic Sect Dharma Form had six arms, it could not simultaneously kill all five hundred people.

Jiang Changsheng waved his horsetail whisk, knocking away the attacking martial artists one by one, as easily as sweeping away dust.

This scene silenced all the onlookers, their faces filled with disbelief.

Jiang Changsheng and the Mystic Sect Dharma Form stood still, no matter how many experts pounced on them, they were all defeated.

"Master is so amazing!"

Little Prince Wei was extremely excited, if Wang Chen hadn't grabbed the back of his collar, he probably would have jumped off the cliff.

Disaster Buddha trembled all over, muttering, "What realm is he in?"

So many experts, the weakest being in the True Origin Realm, with more than fifty in the Spirit Sense Realm, were all no match.

Third-rate, second-rate, first-rate, True Origin, Spirit Sense, Heavenly Connection, God Heart!

Is the God Heart Realm really so invincible?

Jiang Changsheng, after playing around for a while, lost interest, although he wanted to farm survival rewards, he couldn't let people bully him, some people had to die in this battle!

Bang!

He stomped a female martial artist attacking him into the snow, the sound of bones breaking was crisp, the female martial artist spat blood, and instantly fainted.

"Everyone, it's time to end this."

Jiang Changsheng raised his eyes, his gaze becoming extremely cold, and killing intent spread.

The Mystic Sect Dharma Form raised its six arms, the three heads merged into one, the six arms merged into two, and the six Dharma artifacts condensed into a golden sword, slashing down in fury.

The sword energy was vast, the strong wind howled, whether it was the martial artists charging or the martial artists lying on the ground, all were blown away, the city wall where Xu Tianji was hanging cracked, cracks spread all over the wall, as if it was about to collapse, and the heavy snow was blown into the city, like a thick fog surging in.

Xu Tianji, his consciousness blurred, fell to the snow, rubble on his body, he couldn't care about the pain, the roaring sound between heaven and earth made him very uncomfortable, vaguely, he heard many screams.

He didn't know how long had passed, finally, everything returned to calm.

Xu Tianji struggled to raise his head, opened his eyes, a figure came, blocking the sunlight, it was Jiang Changsheng.

Jiang Changsheng looked down at him and asked, "Do you want to die, or do you want to live, do you want them all to die, or accompany you to live?"

Xu Tianji's pupils trembled violently, his mind was shocked, an unprecedented fear surged into his heart, he couldn't even muster a trace of anger.

The gap was too big.

Since he began practicing martial arts, he had never encountered such a crushing defeat, and he had already achieved great success in martial arts, truly believing that he was invincible within Great Jing, but he never expected...

Xu Tianji saw the Taihang Sword raised, about to behead him. He lowered his head and gritted his teeth, saying, "I want to live... and let them live too..."

Jiang Changsheng picked him up, as if carrying a chicken or dog, and turned to walk towards Dragon Arising Mountain.

"Let's go, atone for your sins by guarding Dragon Arising Temple for ten years."

In the distance, on the city wall, the Devil Master trembled all over.

The Disaster Buddha and the Thirteen Heavenly Lodestar Assassins were equally frightened, remaining silent for a long time.

Outside the city, tens of thousands of martial artists waited anxiously, the sounds of fighting and roaring from the direction of Dragon Arising Mountain making them extremely nervous. They hadn't expected that facing so many sects besieging them, Dragon Arising Temple could still stir up such a fierce battle, but the sounds quickly disappeared.

The disciples of each sect became more and more anxious as they waited, and some even suggested whether to break in, but they also felt that the imperial court should not have taken action. Even if they did, it was impossible to kill so many experts in a short period of time.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, the city gate suddenly opened, and all the disciples craned their necks in anticipation.

An old man with white hair covered in blood, clutching his right arm, walked out tremblingly. Everyone was shocked by his miserable appearance.

"That's... Head Chen of the Heaven One Sect?"

Someone exclaimed, and immediately a group of disciples surrounded him. Behind the white-haired old man followed a group of seriously injured experts.

The white-haired old man looked up, his eyes full of fear. He smiled bitterly and said, "Once the Mystic Sect Dharma Form appears, all the martial artists in the world are nothing more than this..."

"Ridiculous! How ridiculous!"

One sect leader completely went mad, roaring to the sky, and finally died of vomiting blood, dying in the embrace of his disciples.

The heavy snow buried the courage of half of Great Jing's martial world.

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