"Good! Very good! Excellent!"
Gu Dao uttered those six words almost through gritted teeth.
But he was still in no hurry to close the net, after all, he was going to capture everyone present today.
My name will be known throughout the thirteen states of the Great Zhou Dynasty after this battle.
Future generations of martial artists, whenever they recall this day, will regard me as a nightmare!
Gu Dao suppressed his anger and looked at the others.
Just as he was about to continue speaking, someone couldn't take it anymore.
"If you want to fight, then fight; if you don't want to fight, then get lost."
"Dragging on and on like a woman!"
Zhou Boxing leaped up from the ground and stopped when he reached a height of 100 meters.
His black robes billowed wildly, and the python dragon seemed about to fly out of his clothes.
The gushing true energy was as fiery as a volcanic eruption.
The bronze halberd surged with light, shattering the void in an instant.
This strike carried the power to move mountains and fill seas.
This was also Zhou Boxin's most exhilarating strike to date.
It was incredibly satisfying to take action against the people from the Ziyang Immortal Sect.
"You audacious madman, how dare you disrespect the immortal sect! Today I will teach you a lesson, you ignorant and arrogant brute!"
A shout rang out from the Immortal Sect camp.
Jin Mengli leaped down, her dress instantly illuminating the scene.
Streaks of green light flew out from her sleeves and then coiled and spread forward from her palm.
In an instant, a strange green hand appeared.
The surface of the palm is covered with scales.
Between the scales, pairs of snake eyes gleamed with a cold light.
When the snake's eyes were fixed on Zhou Boxing, a chilling aura enveloped him like a persistent, intractable wound.
In a daze, Zhou Boxing's memory was pulled back to the moment when he was punished in the freezing cold as a child.
That biting cold is something he has never forgotten.
But this feeling didn't bring him fear, it brought him anger!
As a child, he never experienced any warmth because his mother was a palace maid.
No matter how talented he was, no matter how hard he tried, he received no reward whatsoever.
Even his mother died on that snowy night when he knelt beside her.
The cruelty of royalty has kept him from ever letting his guard down.
Although all the enemies from back then have been killed.
But the shadows of the past have never been erased.
With a crisp "crack," the arm covered in emerald green scales shattered inch by inch.
The bronze halberd simply trembled slightly, thus neutralizing the recoil force.
Immediately afterwards, an even more powerful force erupted from the halberd.
Zhou Boxing, who had not been close before, suddenly appeared in front of Jin Mengli.
"Old woman, you've successfully piqued my interest."
I've decided to use this halberd to crush your bones inch by inch.
Until not a single crumb remains!
Zhou Boxing's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and a captivating aura emanated from his body.
The combined force of her battle-hardened will and that momentum stunned Jin Mengli for a moment.
She couldn't understand why these crude brutes dared to rebel.
She didn't understand why this person's power was still increasing.
Why is it so easy for martial artists to improve their skills?
Clang!
The clang of metal on metal was deafening, and Zhou Boxin's bronze halberd sparked with countless flecks.
Jin Mengli was blasted away, and the patterns on her long dress crumbled one by one.
This long dress is Jin Mengli's favorite magical artifact.
But at this moment, she was not distressed by the damage to the magical artifact; her first reaction upon regaining consciousness was to retreat.
But since Zhou Boxing had already started, how could he let her back down so easily?
Zhou Boxing lunged forward, quickly pulling back the halberd that had been knocked away.
This move is completely without any rules or aesthetic appeal.
Some were simply powerful and heavy, their halberds tearing through the void, sending sparks flying everywhere.
It only takes a split second for it to hit Jin Mengli.
But this terrifying attack was blocked before it could land.
In the center of the halberd, a chilling magic sword had appeared out of nowhere.
Frost enveloped the magic sword.
In the torn void, it was as if a barrier of sighs had been added.
Zhou Boxin's powerful strike had no chance of shaking the barrier.
Not far away, Gu Dao waved gently.
The magic sword emitted a hum, and then an even more powerful force surged forth.
The bronze halberd, along with Zhou Boxing himself, plummeted straight to the ground like a shooting star.
Thump!
A muffled thud echoed from the ground.
There is now a pit in front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.
A chilling, cold aura continuously emanated from the pit.
Before long, the pit became like an ice cave.
In front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, all the civil and military officials took to the air and flew away.
Those who are still standing in place are only the top experts who just fought.
Upon seeing this scene, Zhou Tianxiong's heart sank.
This chill was merely the power that had been released from that person's casual strike.
But this force was already so overwhelming that he felt he couldn't resist it.
Just how powerful are these so-called immortals?
My own great-uncle is ranked fifth on the Heavenly Hero Ranking.
Could it be that... he couldn't withstand that attack either?
"So-called immortals are nothing more than this!"
"A mere serious injury, what can it do to me?"
An arrogant and domineering voice came from the pit.
Zhou Boxing, wielding a halberd, leaped into the air.
He looked extremely disheveled at that moment.
His black robe was tattered and torn.
The remaining pieces of cloth on his body were already embedded in his flesh and blood.
The wounds exposed to the air were constantly oozing frost, and even the black hair was turned white by the frost.
In just this one exchange of blows, Zhou Boxing realized the gap between himself and that person.
That man's strength was no weaker than Xu Mang's in the Battle of Qingzhou.
However, this time, I am not the same person I was before.
Zhou Boxing's inner energy surged like gushing oil and was then ignited.
The burning true energy dispels the chill.
Zhou Boxing raised his hand, held his halberd, and pointed it to the sky: "Continue!"
In the sky, Gu Dao expressionlessly sheathed his magic sword.
A crack appeared on the blade.
His hands, which were tucked into his sleeves, trembled almost imperceptibly.
That attack just now seemed effortless and casual.
But the truth is, Gu Dao was having some difficulty.
The reason for this was that he underestimated his opponent.
A martial artist believes in using force to overcome techniques.
But what the immortal sects value has never been this.
He possessed immortal magic, yet he clashed head-on with a martial artist, which was a major taboo in the immortal sect.
Fortunately, Zhou Boxing's strength was only that much.
If his strength is equal to mine, then I will be in a very awkward position today.
Thinking of this, Gu Dao also put away his contempt.
"The Hegemon of Chuzhou does indeed possess some integrity."
Put your matter aside for now.
As for the others, I'm rather curious.
"Do you intend to remain here and become enemies of my Ziyang Immortal Sect?"
Gu Dao's voice was like a cold winter wind, blowing into everyone's heart.
Even powerful figures like Long Daoji on the Heavenly Hero Ranking were somewhat undecided at this moment.
They looked at Jiang Lan, waiting for her to give her opinion.
"Whether we are enemies or not is not up to you!"
Jiang Lan's attitude was unexpected.
She remained calm and composed, merely glancing at Gu Dao as she spoke.
After a quick glance, he looked away.
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