"You dare to come and kill me alone? You underestimate me..."
Amidst the sea of thunder, Nangong Shen rode the lightning across the sky and spoke in a deep voice.
With the convergence of their two foundations, both their physique and primordial spirit have reached the threshold of Martial God.
Having ascended to the pinnacle of the Celestial Realm over a century, his physical body naturally could not have made no progress. In fact, with the help of the Great Yan Kingdom's fortune, he had already made considerable progress in his cultivation of his divine body.
Even if he encountered a Divine Body Martial Saint at the level of an Elder of a Holy Land, he was confident of victory.
But Li Ming ignored it all, and with a swift movement, disregarded the lightning's obstruction.
"Take this punch!"
Boom!
In the void, the fist's energy flashed, and its brilliant aura, like the sun, illuminated the sky.
The vast and powerful energy converged, pure and violent, so much so that even the void could not contain this power and was about to be pierced through by a single punch.
He cultivated numerous techniques and consumed many rare and precious herbs, his vital energy and essence condensed into the most intense flame in the world, without a trace of impurity.
Since Nangong Shen was able to cultivate to this level, his close combat strength was naturally not weak. After all, the foundation of a martial artist is still the physical body, and he naturally had some experience in fist and foot techniques.
With his divine body, his fists and feet were imbued with the power of the Purple Heaven Divine Force, possessing terrifying might, and he was able to barely contend with Li Ming.
These two were top-tier martial artists below the God of War. When they clashed with their full strength, it was as if the Milky Way was shattered, and waves of energy surged forth.
Is that all?
Li Ming's figure shifted in the sky, activating his bloodline supernatural powers. In terms of physical qualities alone, he was even superior to Nangong Shen, who had cultivated a divine body. Moreover, in terms of martial arts skills, he considered himself to be at the pinnacle of human prowess.
In the midst of the thunderous sea, he used every trick in the book—fists, palms, and feet—to suppress Nangong Shen, the quasi-Martial God, at a disadvantage!
It was knocked away multiple times.
Moreover, Li Ming became increasingly fierce in battle.
Even with numerous injuries, he recovers quickly, his true essence and blood seemingly inexhaustible.
On the contrary, Nangong Shen, who was already half a step into the Martial God realm, was having some difficulty.
Under such intense fighting, they were unable to defeat the enemy for a long time, and their divine power had been depleted by more than half.
"He never used any divine weapons from beginning to end, yet the power of his activated bloodline is so terrifying; it is highly likely that he possesses the bloodline of an emperor..."
"Is he trying to kill me with his bare body?"
"I am destined to become a god, how can I die at the hands of this brat!"
In the instant that several thoughts flashed through his mind, Nangong Shen realized the seriousness of the problem.
While most martial artists' strength comes from within themselves, weapons, secret treasures, and special elixirs also play a significant role.
Even beings like Great Emperors and Celestial Venerables would forge their own natal Imperial Weapons.
He naturally knew about Li Ming's possession of divine weapons.
The other party doesn't need it...
"How dare you humiliate me like this?"
Nangong Shen understood everything; his eyes seemed to burn with raging flames and flash with lightning.
An unnamed rage rose in his heart. He had cultivated for nearly three hundred years and had been a disciple of the Divine Palace of the Martial God Sect. When had he ever been so looked down upon?
With this in mind, he no longer cared about consuming divine power, nor about the fate of the nation or the power of incense offerings.
Suddenly, golden light appeared within his body, and countless people could see a crimson dragon soaring across the sky above Mount Tianshen.
Countless images seemed to appear before my eyes.
Some martial artists diligently practice their fist techniques, while swordsmen hone their sword skills...
Ordinary people also marry and have children, experience birth, aging, sickness, and death, and experience both sorrow and joy...
That is the destiny of the Great Yan Kingdom, and also the embodiment of the power of faith of hundreds of millions of people over thousands of years, now manifesting in reality.
In this world, martial prowess reigns supreme, and dynasties stand in great numbers. The emperors of this fantasy world are naturally different from the mortal emperors of Li Ming's previous life, who merely wielded power.
The ruler of a country, worshipped by all people, is naturally blessed with the nation's fortune.
Therefore, even if the ruler has no cultivation, he is not afraid of the might of the gods within his own territory.
At this moment, Nangong Shen directly devoured the Great Yan Kingdom's Crimson Dragon.
That's right, it's about devouring.
In an instant, the sky above the entire Great Yan was filled with turbulent winds and clouds, as if the heavens were enraged.
Nangong Shen's aura intensified once more, the illusory image of the God of War grew even larger, and the surrounding void became distorted.
The rumbling thunder echoed across the sky, and a sense of desolation and awe arose in everyone's hearts.
With the convergence of divine power, a majestic figure was outlined in the air.
His eyes were like the sun, his gaze like thunder, and his body was like a divine mountain piercing through heaven and earth, looking down upon all living beings.
Enraged, Nangong Shen disregarded all rules and constraints.
He brazenly refined the fate of the Great Yan Kingdom, transforming it into his own power.
It's important to understand that the reason why dynasties like the Great Yan and Great Xuan were not destroyed by powerful figures and their national fortunes were not plundered was because they were bound by rules and regulations.
The various holy sites of the human race have long ago established restrictions.
Nangong Shen's actions undoubtedly violated these rules.
However, he certainly can't care about all that now.
If this continues, he will die!
He was destined to become a God of War, how could he be willing to perish like this?
"Li Ming, you've ruined my future! You...you must die!"
In that instant, Nangong Shen's voice was utterly calm:
"After I kill you, I will also completely annihilate the Great Xuan Dynasty and exterminate everyone connected to you!"
His calm words carried an icy chill, and his terrifying power stirred up lightning and thunder.
Upon witnessing this scene, not only Li Ming, but also many of the martial artists from the Great Yan side were completely enraged.
"It's all over, everything's over!"
"The fate of my Great Yan Kingdom! Heaven is blind, how could it produce such a tyrannical ruler!"
That's right, a tyrant!
With the fate of the Great Yan Kingdom devoured by Nangong Shen, the Great Yan Kingdom can be said to exist in name only.
What a coincidence.
News that Da Xuan had dispatched a large number of elite troops to attack Da Yan had already reached this place.
Everyone was heartbroken.
The outcome of this battle is no longer that important to them.
Aside from a few experts who didn't care about the Great Yan, the others lost even the desire to watch the battle and fled frantically into the distance.
"Unfortunately, you won't have that chance!"
The same calm yet deafening sound reverberated throughout the sky.
Li Ming's Dragon Elephant Suppressing Prison Force made a significant breakthrough in this great battle, condensing hundreds of new Dragon Elephant microparticles in a short period of time.
He didn't want to continue fighting like this either.
Whew~
In an instant, Li Ming held nothing back, and his two divine weapons shone with divine light, completely unsheathed!
A single slash!
That was the cyclical nature of all things, a sword technique he created from the wisdom of heaven and earth, drawing upon the essence of various divine skills and secret manuals. It was extremely suitable for his chaotic true essence and possessed boundless power.
It seems that the sun and moon revolve, the seasons change, and all things are born and die!
At the same time, another sword was slashed out!
The Xuanhuang Sword is mine alone.
Heaven and earth are of one mind with me, and a domineering true intent flows from the sword.
The sword's cry, as resounding as a great bell, echoed in everyone's hearts.
In an instant, ten thousand swords rang out, each one reigning supreme!
"Swordsmanship reaching a divine level?"
Upon seeing this, Dugu Yijian's expression turned strange.
This is a realm that only a sword saint, whose swordsmanship has reached perfection, can reach.
Even achieving perfection in the Way of the Sword is extremely difficult, with only one in a hundred reaching the Celestial Realm. To attain the Divine level in the Way of the Sword is even rarer, with only one in ten thousand, requiring the most outstanding talents of the era, genius sword cultivators who are the envy of the entire Xuanhuang Realm.
Only those who have mastered the art of swordsmanship can achieve the status of a martial god and become a sword god!
He possessed exceptional talent in swordsmanship, and it took him two hundred years to reach this level after a lifetime of sword practice!
But Li Ming's life seems to have lasted less than thirty years.
That's absolutely terrifying.
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