A Certain Kill Situation, Divine Weapon Descends from Heaven

Zong Tianwu used his peripheral vision to scan the Thirteen Heavenly Lodestar Assassins, his expression unchanged, but his heart sank.

These guys are all Heavenly Connection Realm experts!

Thirteen Heavenly Connections, plus the Yanshe Venerable, the situation is tricky!

Zong Tianwu was confident in facing them, but with Jiang Yu by his side, protecting Jiang Yu under the siege of so many experts would not be easy.

Jiang Yu also had the strength of the Spirit Sense Realm, which could be considered a rampant and fearless general on the battlefield, but now he could only be considered Zong Tianwu's burden, and the enemy was clearly coming for him.

"Prince Qin, His Majesty is waiting for you in the city, why don't you return to the city first?"

Gui Liu drew his sword and said gloomily.

Jiang Yu originally thought that the other party was coming for him, but he didn't expect that the target was actually Zong Tianwu, which also surprised Zong Tianwu.

Yanshe Venerable continued forward and said with a smile, "Don't let me down, Martial Arts Supreme of Great Jing!"

He suddenly rushed towards Zong Tianwu, his figure like a ghost, and in an instant, he arrived in front of Zong Tianwu's horse. He struck out with a palm, and rolling black gas gushed out from his sleeve, wrapping around the horse's body. Zong Tianwu jumped up, reached out in mid-air, and flicked out a stream of True Qi, like a sharp arrow, penetrating the black gas, trying to pierce the Yanshe Venerable's head, but it was easily dodged by him.

The fiery horse let out a painful neigh, only to see it begin to go crazy, running around, but unable to dispel the black gas on its body. Before it could run into the forest, it fell to the ground, its flesh and blood disintegrated, revealing a skeleton, and black blood seeped into the soil, which was extremely terrifying.

The Thirteen Heavenly Lodestar Assassins took action almost simultaneously, they waved their swords and besieged Zong Tianwu, Zong Tianwu was extraordinary, even if he was besieged, he could easily cope with it.

Zong Tianwu dodged the crisscrossing strikes of four long swords, his body hanging upside down in mid-air, he slapped down with a palm.

Boom!

The terrifying palm force shook the four assassins, causing them to vomit blood and fly away. The ground below collapsed, forming a palm-shaped giant pit that was several dozen feet long and four feet deep. The strong wind swept in all directions, startling Jiang Yu's horse to raise its front hooves and neigh.

Yanshe Venerable pulled out a soft sword from his waist and slashed towards Zong Tianwu in mid-air. Black sword energy surged out violently, cutting off the flowers, plants, and trees within a radius of several dozen feet. Grass clippings flew everywhere, and dust filled the air.

Zong Tianwu landed quickly, and he struck the ground with a punch, causing the ground to collapse, startling Yanshe Venerable and the Thirteen Heavenly Lodestar Assassins to jump up to avoid being scattered by the True Qi from underground.

Streams of black sword energy landed on Zong Tianwu's body, but were blocked by his True Qi, without harming him in the slightest.

He raised his head, revealing a pair of eyes full of killing intent, his left leg kicked off, and his figure turned into a sharp arrow, rushing towards Yanshe Venerable at an extremely fast speed.

Gui Liu and seven assassins waved their swords together, the sword energies resonated, and eight swords struck each other, slashing towards Zong Tianwu together. The sword energy became Gang, unstoppable.

Ping—

A sound like glass breaking rang out, the sword Gang was shattered by Zong Tianwu, and the eight people were knocked away. Zong Tianwu raised his right hand, forming an eagle claw, and went straight for Yanshe Venerable.

Too fast!

The other assassins of the Thirteen Heavenly Lodestar Assassins didn't have time to stop him at all. Yanshe Venerable raised his sword, his left hand sticking to the blade, the blade became straight, and powerful True Qi poured into the blade.

Boom!

The two collided, and two terrifying True Qis erupted, like raging flames, one black and one white, wrestling with each other.

Zong Tianwu stared at Yanshe Venerable, and Yanshe Venerable did the same, but Yanshe Venerable's eyes revealed a different color.

"I didn't expect that the martial arts world of Great Jing would have someone like you. Dragon Tower still underestimates the Thirteen Provinces!"

Yanshe Venerable snorted coldly, then fully mobilized his True Qi. With the two of them as the center, the ground began to collapse, spreading in all directions like a spider web. The strong wind rolled up broken branches, flowers, and plants, and dust filled the sky.

Almost at the same time, the two withdrew their hands and rushed towards each other again, fighting at close quarters, their figures intertwined, their palms and swords struck each other, and the sound of True Qi roaring was even more deafening, exceeding the power of ordinary people.

The Thirteen Heavenly Lodestar Assassins also did not stand by and watch, quickly joining the fray, surrounding and attacking Zong Tianwu.

Even when besieged by thirteen Heavenly Connection Realm experts and one expert surpassing the Heavenly Connection Realm, Zong Tianwu still displayed a powerful aura, worthy of the name Martial Arts Supreme.

Jiang Yu retreated continuously, his right arm shielding his face, frowning and gritting his teeth.

He simply couldn't interfere in this level of battle.

It was the same on the battlefield before. When Zong Tianwu fought the three Grandmasters, the battlefield was directly cleared to give them space to fight. Only when their True Qi was exhausted did the soldiers dare to rush up.

"Fourth Brother, aren't you going to help him?"

A teasing laugh came from behind. Jiang Yu turned his head to look and saw Jiang Yu with his hands behind his back, stepping on True Dragon Qi, rushing out of the forest. The True Qi transformed into a dragon, as if he were riding a dragon, his dragon robe fluttering, fully displaying the domineering aura of an emperor.

Jiang Yu drew his saber, glared at Jiang Yu, and said, "Jiang Yu, our dispute, why involve others?"

Jiang Yu landed, his True Qi dissipated, he rolled up his sleeves, shook his head and said, "Dispute? I have already ascended the throne, what do you have to dispute with me?"

Jiang Yu said coldly, "Then you want to kill me here?"

Jiang Yu said contemptuously, "After all, you are also my Fourth Brother. How can I let you die in the wilderness? When Zong Tianwu is dead, I will take you back to Jing City, give you a charge of treason, and announce it to the world. What do you think?"

Jiang Yu frowned tightly.

He suddenly raised his saber and attacked Jiang Yu, stepping on the Nine Seeking Heavenly Dragon Steps, circling to Jiang Yu's right side, slashing his saber, wanting to cut off his head.

Jiang Yu didn't even look at him, his right palm struck his abdomen at an even faster speed.

Bang!

"Puff—"

Jiang Yu was sent flying, spitting out a blood arrow, scattering across the sky. He flew a full ten zhang away, crashing into an old tree that required five people to hug, causing the tree trunk to tremble violently.

He landed, propping his body up with the tip of his saber stuck in the grass.

He only felt that his internal organs had shifted, extremely uncomfortable. He looked up and saw Jiang Yu walking towards Zong Tianwu, the raging wind stirred up by his True Qi shaking his dragon robe. This emperor actually displayed an aura surpassing the Heavenly Connection Realm.

This is a Grandmaster?

Jiang Yu's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.

He had seen the Gu Han Grandmaster on the battlefield, and that aura was enough to make people awe-struck. The current Jiang Yu was the same.

He knew that Jiang Yu was a martial arts prodigy, but he had been staying in Jing City all these years, how could his cultivation be so high?

Jiang Yu endured the severe pain and stood up. He tremblingly raised his saber and walked towards Jiang Yu. Jiang Yu had already activated the True Dragon Qi, three dragon-shaped True Qi wrapped around his body, and the wind and sand could not get close to him.

Bang! Bang!

Two figures were knocked away by Zong Tianwu, flying towards Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu didn't even bother to catch them, his figure swayed, turning into more than a dozen afterimages, directly killing his way to Zong Tianwu.

Roar—

A dragon's roar exploded, Jiang Yu's palm met Zong Tianwu's right palm, three dragon-shaped True Qi wanted to tear Zong Tianwu apart, but they were blocked by his True Qi shield and could not break through.

Yanshe Venerable thrust his sword, Zong Tianwu raised his left palm, True Qi burst out from his palm, blocking Yanshe Venerable.

Zong Tianwu fought two opponents alone, his momentum rising steadily. His face was full of arrogance as he said, "You think you can take me down with just two Grandmasters? Emperor, you had only just stepped into the path of martial arts when I became the Martial Arts Supreme!"

Boom—

True Qi erupted like a tornado rising from the ground, sending sand and stones flying, and the ground trembled violently, startling Jiang Yu and Yanshe Venerable.

"It's not just two Grandmasters!"

Gui Liu's cold voice rang out as he leaped behind Zong Tianwu, intending to behead him with his sword.

Zong Tianwu suddenly crouched down, his powerful force dragging Yanshe Venerable and Jiang Yu off balance. Zong Tianwu turned around at a speed incomprehensible to those in the Heavenly Connection Realm, kicking Gui Liu in the chest. The sound of bones breaking was crisp and piercing, and Gui Liu was sent flying directly.

He flew into the forest like an arrow, knocking down trees one after another, and was finally impaled through the chest by a sharp, broken branch, hanging on the tree trunk. His eyes were wide open, and he died with lingering resentment, blood flowing down the tree trunk.

A Heavenly Connection Realm expert, dead!

Zong Tianwu kicked Yanshe Venerable away and struck Jiang Yu with his left palm, carrying a fierce and domineering power.

Jiang Yu blocked with both arms in front of him, True Dragon Qi protecting his body, but he was still sent flying. After landing, he retreated eight steps in a row.

He only felt his arms go numb, and he looked up at Zong Tianwu in disbelief.

How could this man be so powerful?

Zong Tianwu stood proudly in the strong wind. He snorted, "Although we are both in the same realm, I have practiced martial arts for sixty years. How can your combined sixty years of cultivation be a match for me?"

Yanshe Venerable straightened his back, smiling noncommittally, "Although Great Jing is weak, the Martial Arts Supreme that emerged is indeed powerful, but... Zong Tianwu, do you really think you are invincible?"

Zong Tianwu frowned, his expression suddenly changing. He raised his left palm and found that his palm was turning black. He quickly used his right hand to press acupoints on his left arm, trying to stop the venom from spreading, but the venom was spreading extremely fast.

He gritted his teeth, grabbed his left shoulder with his right hand, and actually tore off his left arm, scattering blood on the ground.

This scene made everyone's eyelids twitch wildly, and Yanshe Venerable was also shocked.

The unimaginable pain did not move Zong Tianwu. His face became unusually cold, and he turned to look at Jiang Yu, saying, "Today, I will punish the monarch with martial arts, and suppress the Qiankun with martial arts!"

He suddenly threw his severed arm out. The severed arm was extremely fast, heading straight for Jiang Yu. Jiang Yu pushed out both palms together, and True Dragon Qi crashed into the severed arm with overwhelming force, but it could not repel the severed arm. Its palm stretched out abruptly, like a knife piercing through the True Dragon Qi, and struck towards Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu's expression changed drastically, and he thought to himself, This is bad.

Boom!

A figure descended from the sky, stepping on Zong Tianwu's severed arm on the ground. The ground collapsed, dust flew up, and when the dust dissipated, the figure of the newcomer was revealed.

This was an old man in White-Clothed, with a scar across half of his face, making him look extremely fierce.

Zong Tianwu's left shoulder was still dripping blood. He frowned and stared at the White-Clothed old man, coldly saying, "I didn't expect Tiangang Taoist, the leader of the five Grandmasters, to also become the emperor's lackey."

"To capture me, Emperor, you really went to great lengths."

Zong Tianwu sneered. The remaining twelve assassins of the Thirteen Heavenly Lodestar Assassins landed, approaching him from different directions. Yanshe Venerable spread his arms, poisonous gas swirling around him, pressing closer step by step.

Jiang Yu smiled contemptuously, "Zong Tianwu, you want to suppress the Qiankun with martial arts, isn't that overestimating yourself too much?"

Tiangang Taoist was expressionless, saying, "Zong Tianwu, the restoration of Chu is the will of heaven, and it is imperative. The emperor cannot die. Let's end it here, and I will leave you a complete corpse."

Zong Tianwu said calmly, "Let Prince Qin go, and I am willing to die."

Jiang Yu shook his head and smiled, "Do you think you still have the right to negotiate with me? Today, you must die, and Prince Qin must also die."

Behind him, Jiang Yu staggered forward, his right hand gripping his saber, his face covered in blood, but his eyes filled with madness, shouting loudly, "Zong Tianwu, this Prince gives you one last order, and that is to kill! Before you die, drag as many people as possible down to the Yellow Springs with you!"

In a certain-death situation, Jiang Yu had already given up hope.

Death in battle was fine!

"Big brother, Father, Mother... I'm coming..."

Jiang Yu's eyes became incomparably firm.

Zong Tianwu, hearing this, revealed a smile and laughed wildly, "Zong Tianwu obeys the order! Your Highness, martial artists die in battle, it's not a disgrace. Zong Tianwu will go first!"

Having said that, he stepped towards Tiangang Taoist, without hesitation.

Tiangang Taoist sighed, raising his right palm to his chest, True Qi overflowing from his palm, a golden light rising along his hand. His eyes simultaneously turned golden, his aura transforming. In an instant, a gale arose, and thunderclouds appeared out of nowhere in the sky, thunder rumbling.

The world changed color!

Just then, a sword light pierced through the thunderclouds, landing in front of Tiangang Taoist. The blade pierced into the soil, and the thunderclouds in the sky dissipated.

Tiangang Taoist frowned, looking intently, and murmured, "This is... the Taihang Sword?"