Have You Ever Risked Your Head and Spilled Your Blood to Fight for an Opportunity?

Faced with the Saint's attack, no one dared to be careless in the slightest.

Everyone is trying to resist in their own way.

Before such a strike, there was no escape but to respond.

For a moment, the sky was dazzlingly bright.

The next moment, a shot blasted down.

Bang!

Mo Ling was surrounded by illusory stars that exploded one after another. His Spear Intent went straight forward, shattering everything, and his power poured down like a tidal wave.

With a muffled thud, Mo Ling hurtling downwards like a solid cannonball.

Elsewhere, the Jing Yun suddenly trembled, lasting for less than half a breath before exploding with a bang. Her body trembled and she retreated repeatedly.

The Extreme Arms Holy Land erupted in flames, creating a dazzling spectacle that scattered across the void.

Bang bang bang!

With a single shot, all efforts seemed to have been in vain.

Although there were many people, they were all only at the Dao Comprehension Realm. Even though it wasn't a true Saint making a move, there was still a whole Transcendent Realm between them.

The muffled thud and the explosion sounded almost simultaneously, accompanied by the sound of blood spurting out.

In everyone's eyes, the group that was chasing relentlessly just a moment ago now seemed like celestial maidens... no, celestial men scattering flowers.

"What a terrifying shot! Is this the true strength of the Cloud Heaven Holy Land?"

"Is this the Holy Land? A single strike from Saint was enough to turn the tide. Now, I doubt anyone will dare to stop him from leaving."

"No, he doesn't seem to be planning to run away. Is this... revenge?!"

To everyone's surprise, the figure did not leave but instead headed towards Mo Ling.

Mo Ling noticed this before everyone else, and his expression darkened slightly as he spoke in a low voice:

"Please don't push things too far!"

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Lu Changzhi's figure.

He was the first to be hit by the attack just now. Although he was not seriously injured, his internal energy was now turbulent and he was no longer in good condition.

Right now, he needs to buy himself some time.

The opponent is playing very strong cards, which means their own strength must be limited.

As long as you prepare yourself...

At this moment, Lu Changzhi's speed suddenly increased.

He stepped forward, his hand reaching out to precisely grab Mo Ling's arm, his strength surging forth.

Mo Ling's expression changed drastically in an instant.

The opponent's strength far exceeded my expectations!

At this moment, his arm was gripped in the other person's hand, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move an inch.

You should know that he cultivates both martial arts and physical fitness; in terms of physical strength, he is far superior to ordinary people.

Despite the impact of the previous attack, they shouldn't be this unable to resist.

Moreover, along with the power, a vast and powerful spiritual force also surged in.

This is not ordinary spiritual power, but Origin Spiritual Power!

Both physical body and spiritual power were completely suppressed as Lu Changzhi's hand descended.

His palm opened, revealing a star-like cylinder within, brimming with stellar power, clearly containing a formidable attack.

"Who exactly are you...?"

Mo Ling stared intently at Lu Changzhi, as if trying to see through his cloak.

Ordinary cultivators could never cultivate Origin Spiritual Power!

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Changzhi interrupted him.

"Kind person."

As the sound rang out, a large, fiery red cleaver appeared in Mo Ling's field of vision.

The blade shimmered with a precious light, as if covered in flames and burning fiercely, giving it an extraordinary feel.

Mo Ling's pupils suddenly contracted.

Just as I was about to say something, a flash of red light appeared.

Rub.

With a swift stroke of the blade, the soul departs; the body dies, the soul vanishes.

"A fine knife!"

Lu Changzhi's eyes lit up.

This knife killed a person, and it even annihilated the soul along with the person!

Swish, swish, swish.

Mo Ling approached, several orbs of light fell from his body; these were the martial arts techniques he had cultivated.

After a brief pause, the ball of light flew towards Lu Changzhi.

System notifications kept ringing, but Lu Changzhi paid no attention to them.

Time is short and the task is heavy.

"No----"

A powerful figure from the Star Moon Holy Land cried out in anguish upon witnessing Mo Ling's execution.

A figure flashed, the sound of the blade rising ceased.

In terms of cultivation level, Lu Changzhi was already at the Late Stage of the Dao Comprehension Realm. Even if they hadn't been injured, killing them would have been a piece of cake.

Moreover, it's happening now.

Such a decisive move caused the other Star Moon Holy Land experts to turn pale.

They've kicked a hornet's nest!

"Is your action intended to worsen relations between our two holy sites?"

Some people at the Star Moon Holy Land took a deep breath and tried to reason with the authorities.

With a flick of his arm, the broadsword flew out, slaying a man who tried to escape. Lu Changzhi responded with a single sentence:

Are the relations between our respective holy sites very good?

As soon as he finished speaking, the cleaver drew an arc in the air and came crashing down.

The opponent roared and gathered all their strength to counterattack.

With a swift movement of the machete, he first chopped off the leg, then sealed the throat.

In the blink of an eye, several people had already lost their lives under the broadsword.

Brush.

The broadsword returned to Lu Changzhi's hands.

With a flash, Lu Changzhi approached Jing Yun's location.

"Amitabha."

Jing Yun, with a trace of blood still at the corner of her mouth, tried her best to maintain a calm expression as she looked at Lu Changzhi and said:

"Benefactor, let's sit down and talk about this. I believe that neither the Cloud Heaven Holy Land nor the Buddhist Order wants to see more bloodshed in the world."

Lu Changzhi stopped in his tracks:

Are you threatening me?

Jing Yun gently shook her head:

"This old monk dares not presume, I only hope that you, benefactor, can see the truth of the matter."

"Okay." Lu Changzhi nodded gently.

I have a question for you.

"Please speak, benefactor."

Have you ever risked your life and shed blood to seize an opportunity?

Jing Yun was slightly taken aback.

"Now you have it."

The next moment, a flash of red light appeared.

The bald head flew five feet into the air, the look of horror in its eyes just beginning to dissipate.

"A demon, a murderous monster!"

This scene immediately broke the monk's guard, and he pointed at Lu Changzhi with both anger and anxiety.

Everyone else present felt a chill run down their spine.

This person killed with incredible speed.

Even a butcher wouldn't do this when slaughtering a pig.

"That kid Changzhi is capable of handling things on his own now."

Gu Qingyang watched this scene and sighed.

What he was focused on was Lu Changzhi's decisiveness and ruthlessness in taking action.

They did not let their guard down because these people had suffered, and they paid attention to the application of strategies, without wasting time in vain.

While there is still room for improvement in these areas, their performance is already outstanding for their age.

As for those who were killed?

So be it.

If you choose to take a gamble, you must bear the consequences of failure.

In this respect, none of these people did as well as the three hidden figures of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty.

In mid-air, in an instant, some died and others fled.

Those in the Buddhist Order suffered the most severe losses.

Whether it was the Extreme Arms Holy Land or the Star Moon Holy Land, those who came were all powerful figures stationed in the Eastern Region, and there were relatively few truly strong individuals among them.

The Buddhist Order, however, had sent monks there several times beforehand.

One shot killed a group of people.

Another batch died under the cleaver.

The remaining group consisted entirely of those who had not reached the Dao Comprehension Realm.

He killed them, but they didn't drop anything, nor did he count them. He didn't kill for the sake of killing; he simply kept them as witnesses.

Blood stained the sky, and the entire world was as quiet as if a ghost had appeared.

No one dared to even breathe loudly, fearing the next moment the broadsword would fall.

At that moment, a huge flying ship slowly approached from the distant horizon.

The symbol of the Cloud Heaven Holy Land is still faintly visible.