With a thought, he saw that the bronze sacred tree had extended dozens of roots and firmly penetrated into the seven chaotic thoughts, continuously absorbing them. A feeling of satisfaction came out.
“Swish.”
Suddenly, a sword light came from behind the pillar, stabbing towards Ye Zheng's throat like a silk thread. The sword light was extremely condensed, exuding a powerful momentum, and it was invincible and broke straight into Ye Zheng's throat.
In an instant, Ye Zheng regained his composure and his eyes became cold.
At the same time, four more black shadows rushed out silently, with straight sword lights. The sword lights of the five people gathered together, and a will to sacrifice one's life was condensed in the sword light. They rushed forward, the five martial saints, the five elders of the Assassination Alliance, joined forces with one sword, and fiercely killed Ye Zheng.
"Heh." Ye Zheng sneered and threw a fierce punch, instantly smashing the combined attack of the five martial saints into pieces.
Suddenly, from the depths of darkness, three sword lights appeared and three gray shadows holding swords rushed out rapidly, drawing a graceful arc and stabbing Ye Zheng fiercely.
Ye Zheng had no intention of doing anything. With a thought, he poured the energy of his qi and blood into the Panlong Golden Staff in his hand. He swung the staff hard, directly smashing the swords held by the three gray shadows into pieces, and at the same time, knocked the three gray shadows flying backwards.
"boom."
A figure broke through the air like lightning. He was wearing white armor and his face could not be seen clearly. The armor covered his entire body, including his head. Moreover, the armor was very strange, like a crab shell, with bones growing outside the flesh.
This figure, holding a long sword, came flying over without touching the ground, breaking through the air and killing people in one breath. A flash of sword light was like the scorching sun falling to the ground, smashing down violently.
"This is the peak of Martial Saint. With the help of some secret method, and the power of the armor on his body, the two are combined into one, and the assassination is as powerful as a blow from a human immortal." Ye Zheng's mind turned and he saw the clue. The power of Qi and blood rose up like a tide, and the golden dragon staff in his hand responded to the dazzling sword light.
"Bang."
The sword light exploded, and Ye Zheng's Panlong Golden Staff continued to move forward with unabated momentum, smashing straight towards the figure.
The figure somersaulted twice in mid-air, then leaped forward, his body turning into a white shadow like a flying swallow skimming the water, and disappeared into the depths of darkness.
"Pavilion Master Ye is indeed extraordinary. Yan Kai, give the order to set up a banquet in the Assassin Hall." A voice was heard from the darkness, and all the elders, including the supreme elders, retreated into the depths of darkness, leaving only Yan Kai.
"The man just now must be the leader of your Assassination Alliance. I wonder if what he was wearing was the Yuanchen Bone Armor." Hong Yi stood in front of the door of the Assassin's Hall, witnessing everything that had just happened, and felt a chill all over his body.
"Yes, it is the treasure of my Ci Dao League, the symbol of the leader, the Yuan Chen bone armor inherited from ancient times. After putting it on, a layer of bone shell will attach to the skin, which cannot be hurt by swords and knives. It blesses people with supreme strength, allowing them to come and go freely and not sink in water." Yan Shiliulang, who was standing aside, had a proud look on his face.
Upon hearing this, Hong Yi immediately became envious and wished he could also get a piece of supreme armor to show off his power.
"I didn't expect that the War God Shang's Mang Tian Jiao Divine Armor fell into the hands of Pavilion Master Ye. This is second only to the Huang Tian Shi Long Armor of the ancient holy emperor. It's really a good opportunity." The voice came again in the darkness.
"You're too kind. The Yuanchen White Bone Armor just can't fly through the air. If it falls into the hands of someone in the human immortal realm, I'm afraid it will not be inferior to the Mangtianjiao Divine Armor." Ye Zheng shook his head and spoke into the darkness.
"Forget it. Anyway, Pavilion Master Ye, for my Assassination Alliance, you have wiped out a shame. Yan Kai, you take Shiliulang and eight assassins, ten of you, to follow Pavilion Master Ye and the Champion as guest officials."
The voice in the darkness paused, and then said, "We, the Ci Dao Alliance, can make a promise to Pavilion Master Ye. Pavilion Master Ye can use this as a basis to ask our Ci Dao Alliance to do something."
"In that case, thank you very much. Let's set up the banquet outside." Ye Zheng nodded with satisfaction. He didn't do anything too excessive and saved some face for the Ci Dao Alliance.
Three days later.
On the edge of Chizhou, on the mountain outside the manor where Chen family's painting saint Qian Daozi lived, suddenly, a figure broke through the air and landed on the top of the mountain. It was the Champion Marquis who was beaten up by Ye Zheng that day.
"This orphan of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the third prince of Zhou, is hiding in this manor. How can he hide it from me? I have to take you in as my subordinate."
Guan Jun Hou paused, and then continued, "The Pavilion Master of the Zhu Tian Wan Bao Pavilion took away my Tianzhu Divine Stone and Shangmang Divine Spear, but he didn't expect that I had already broken through the realm of human immortals. After I subdue the Zhou San Prince, I will take back everything that belongs to me."
In this way, the Champion Marquis raised his immortal energy and went straight into the manor of the Painting Saint Qian Daozi.
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In the manor, Marquis Guanjun walked into a yard as if he were in an empty space, his energy and blood boiling like a tide.
With the pressure of the energy and blood, pieces of brilliant light rose up in the yard, making a crackling sound of electric arcs, which was shocking. Then these brilliant lights condensed into a young man wearing a yellow robe and a purple gold crown. He was the orphan of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Prince Zhou of Zhou.
"So it's Champion Marquis Yang An. I didn't expect that you have broken through the realm of martial arts immortal. I wonder what brings you here." Prince Zhou San glanced at the Champion Marquis and spoke.
“I never thought that an orphan of the Great Zhou Dynasty would actually have reached the state of three thunder tribulations. I’ll give you a while to consider. There are two choices. The first is to surrender to me, and the second is death.” Marquis Guanjun looked coldly at Prince Zhou San, as if to say, “Those who obey me will prosper, and those who defy me will perish.”
"Marquis Guanjun, you are indeed extremely domineering, but I am not without supporters behind me. I heard that even the Panhuang Living Sword chose you as its master, it's just luck." Prince Zhou San's face changed, and he looked at the arrogant Marquis Guanjun with some fear.
"Oh, so you are unwilling to submit to me. I wonder if the person behind you is the Great Zhou Taizu, can he block my Panhuang Living Sword." The Champion Marquis's eyes turned cold, and his blood power rose at the same time, as if he was ready to take action.
"Wait a minute, you came to subdue me just to deal with the Pavilion Master of the Ten Thousand Treasures of the Universe and the newly promoted No. 1 Scholar Hong Yi."
When Prince Zhou San saw Marquis Guanjun, his blood and qi calmed down, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He then said, "This Pavilion Master of the Ten Thousand Treasures of the Universe has an old grudge against me. He refined more than 3,000 of my thoughts before, so we can be considered a common enemy."