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Yet, in the very next moment.
Mi Chuan let out a pained scream.
His right arm, which had been poised to swing his sword again, suddenly dissolved into a mist of blood.
On the other side, Feng Tengyun also spat out a mouthful of blood.
His left shoulder exploded.
If he hadn't caught the faintest hint of Wang Zun's movement,
it would have been his head that exploded just now.
He hurriedly retreated, not daring to fight any longer.
Zhang Bowen fired off a continuous barrage of Six Meridian Divine Swords, but before they could even reach Wang Zun, they were scattered.
Simultaneously, he took several more punches in quick succession, his Tripartite Origin Qi on the verge of collapse.
Suddenly, he grinned, revealing an excited smile, and said,
"I see it now!"
"Tripartite Divine Finger!"
Boom!
The air erupted!
Zhang Bowen's right arm, the one he had used to execute the Tripartite Divine Finger, vanished from the shoulder down.
His entire body was sent flying backward.
Both his Tripartite Origin Qi and his Indestructible Diamond Body Skill were shattered in that instant.
And Wang Zun's Heaven-Man Unity martial domain was also broken at this very moment.
His condition was the same as Zhang Bowen's.
His attacking right arm had exploded at the shoulder.
His whole person was sent flying backward.
Wang Zun gritted his teeth fiercely.
Yet, blood continuously seeped from between them.
Mi Chuan immediately raised his sword again, excitedly saying,
"Hurry, finish off this Wang family freak!"
Feng Tengyun at his side also immediately gathered his energy to attack.
Right at this moment.
The three people fleeing east towards the Holy Capital suddenly saw a soaring sword aura rushing towards them.
"It's the Dugu Sword Demon!"
The three exchanged glances and stopped fleeing towards the Holy Capital.
Soon, a blood-red figure appeared before their eyes in the blink of an eye.
Seeing the three, the Dugu Sword Demon frowned and asked,
"Why are there only three of you?"
"Where are the Martial Saints from the other families?"
Ye Zhen, the Ye family's Martial Saint, sighed and said,
"A major change occurred."
"Not only did Zhang Bowen have four reinforcements, but the Dark Department Administrator of the Martial Arts Guild also betrayed us."
"When Feng Tengyun betrayed us, he also killed the Wei family's Wei Haoran."
"The rest of us were no match for Zhang Bowen. Only the three of us managed to escape."
The Dugu Sword Demon frowned.
After hearing Ye Zhen's words, he didn't say anything more.
He immediately executed Man-Sword Unity and shot towards Kunlun City.
At this moment, Wang Zun lay amidst the ruins.
He no longer had the strength to fight.
After all, unlike Zhang Bowen, he didn't have the Indestructible Diamond Body Skill and a host of other messy martial arts protecting him.
Seeing Mi Chuan and Feng Tengyun preparing to seize the opportunity to strike, he could only close his eyes and wait for death.
Yet, the two who were just about to attack Wang Zun
simultaneously looked up towards the east.
Though they couldn't sense any blood-qi energy,
the wind blowing towards them already carried a dense, sharp sword intent.
"The Dugu Sword Demon is really coming!"
Without a second thought, Feng Tengyun turned and fled towards the west.
Mi Chuan was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly shouted,
"Shouldn't we kill him first before leaving?"
"Hey, hey! Wait for me!"
"And what about Mr. Zhang Bowen?"
Mi Chuan glanced at Zhang Bowen, who was struggling to get up with his one remaining arm, and shouted,
"Old Zhang, I'm running for it first!"
"See you again someday!"
With that, he also chased after Feng Tengyun's direction.
Zhang Bowen was amused by Mi Chuan, coughing up another few mouthfuls of blood despite himself.
"That kid!"
He too looked up towards the soaring sword intent in the east.
He took out the last Vermilion Fruit.
This time, the ten Vermilion Fruits he had prepared were finally all consumed.
Relying on the powerful restorative force of the fruit,
Zhang Bowen activated his Wind God Legs and fled towards the direction of the Kunlun Mountains.
The next moment.
A gigantic sword shadow appeared in the sky above the ruins.
The Dugu Sword Demon glanced at Wang Zun in the ruins, then looked towards the direction Zhang Bowen had fled.
He vanished in a flash.
Charging straight towards the Kunlun Mountains.
Zhang Bowen fled while simultaneously catalyzing the Vermilion Fruit's effects.
At his peak, he might have been able to fight the Dugu Sword Demon.
In his current state,
encountering the Dugu Sword Demon was almost certainly a death sentence.
"Sword!"
Suddenly, a voice like the clashing of fine steel rang out behind him.
Zhang Bowen felt as if a sword had suddenly been placed against the left side of his neck.
He hurriedly twisted his body, then forcibly activated his Indestructible Diamond Body Skill and Innate Protective Qi.
With a clang,
his left arm was severed by a flash of sword light.
It even took a large piece of his lung with it.
"What a troublesome fellow!"
Zhang Bowen's smile grew even more excited. The sealing mists of the Kunlun Mountains were right before his eyes.
His Wind God Legs were pushed to their absolute limit.
"Slash!"
Before the sound of the word even reached him,
Zhang Bowen felt his legs part ways with his body.
"So he was holding back earlier!"
"Hahaha..."
Zhang Bowen collapsed before the sealing mists.
The hair on his head even brushed against the edge of the mist.
Unfortunately, a sword qi had severed his hope of escape,
robbing him of his last chance.
The Dugu Sword Demon stood before Zhang Bowen.
Looking at Zhang Bowen, now limbless, he frowned and asked,
"What was your ultimate goal in risking your life like this?"
"With your abilities, you shouldn't have been in such a hurry."
"Or is it that Chen Feng would expose some great secret of the Kunlun Mountains?"
Zhang Bowen laughed heartily:
"The reason is simple!"
"Because I'm about to die!"
"It's a pity I still have so many things left unfinished!"
"I was so close!"
"Soon, you'll all experience the surprise I've prepared for you."
"Hahaha..."
The Dugu Sword Demon's frown deepened.
He could sense that
Zhang Bowen's actions were not as simple as they appeared on the surface.
But what the true purpose was, he had no way of guessing.
The Dugu Sword Demon grabbed Zhang Bowen by the hair, intending to haul him back to the Holy Capital.
Meanwhile, the three fleeing Martial Saints turned back.
Following the Dugu Sword Demon's trail,
they finally saw the three-hundred-year-old thorn in Great Xia's side, chopped down to a human stump.
"Three hundred years, we've finally captured Zhang Bowen."
"How many people have been sacrificed to deal with this guy."
"This time, Kunlun City was almost completely destroyed too."
"And we lost six Martial Saints!"
...
The Dugu Sword Demon and the three Martial Saints all wore somber expressions.
There was no joy in having captured Zhang Bowen.
Zhang Bowen coughed up several large mouthfuls of blood and said with a chuckle,
"It's not just six Martial Saints who died!"
"That one from the Duan family will likely die by Su Yan's hand."
"And you four, it's time for you to die too!"
A sudden chill ran down the Dugu Sword Demon's spine!
The other three still didn't understand what was happening.
They saw Zhang Bowen gather every last bit of his power, activate the Lion's Roar Skill, and roar maniacally:
"JIAO SNAKE!"
Instantly, sword qi shot straight into the clouds. Without a second thought, the Dugu Sword Demon immediately fled into the distance.
His speed was so fast he nearly tore Zhang Bowen's head off.
Yet, he still felt the sky suddenly darken.
At this moment.
The three Martial Saints, who still hadn't grasped the situation, all stared at the sky, frozen in place!
A snake head that blotted out the heavens appeared in the sky, with two horns actually growing from its head.
It was opening its massive maw wide, descending upon them.
This maw was completely unlike that of an ordinary snake.
Both its upper and lower jaws were lined with rows of sword-like, pale-white teeth.
Most terrifyingly, it was unimaginably vast.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
