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The battle was about to erupt, coming on so suddenly that no one present had anticipated it. There was no preliminary banter or verbal sparring; the side of the Ming Sect was eager to engage in combat.
However, the warriors from Western Chu were also prepared. Since the opponent had already made their move, could they possibly retreat? In a narrow confrontation, the brave would prevail.
Facing Jiang Han's earth-shattering strike, Chu Yingxiong did not attempt to block it. Instead, he seized the opportunity and threw a punch towards Jiang Han's landing spot.
As his fist was unleashed, the winds surged and the heavens seemed to split apart!
"Hmph!"
Jiang Han transformed into a radiant figure, surrounded by the phantoms of Nine Golden Crows crying out. With his left hand poised for a punch, he aimed to collide with Chu Yingxiong's attack.
It was a simple strike, devoid of excessive embellishments, yet to the spectators, it felt as if the entire world had vanished, leaving only this punch behind.
This punch carried the overwhelming momentum of Heaven and Earth, asserting its dominance.
"Boom!"
The two powerful fists collided, and in an instant, the shockwave shattered the ground beneath them. Even the sturdy city walls cracked with deep fissures.
"What a terrifying kid!"
Chu Yingxiong's eyes widened in disbelief as he thought: "Old Su, Golden Haired Lion King, Tiemuda, forget everything else and come help me!"
He had intended to unleash his full strength with that punch, but it was effortlessly blocked by his opponent. This left Western Chu's Mountain King with an ominous feeling.
Seeing Su Mingde's bloodied fist made Chief Steward's heart tighten. Without hesitation, he rushed to join the fray.
Jiang Han's eyes glinted as he seized another opportunity and swung another punch towards Chu Yingxiong.
This time, it would not end in a draw!
Jiang Han did not take a step back; his body remained steady. In contrast, Western Chu Mountain King Chu Yingxiong may not have fallen, but his legs were driven into the ground by Jiang Han's strike, sinking past his knees—this time there was no contest.
"This kid must have grown up on the milk of ancient ferocious beasts!"
Chu Yingxiong's face turned red, feeling somewhat suffocated. Even though he knew from the beginning that Jiang Han was not simple, he never expected his strength to be this formidable!
Just as Jiang Han was about to make his next move, a martial artist from the Western Chu side suddenly stepped forward. Boundless sword energy surrounded him, instantly enveloping Jiang Han in a domain of swords. Under the relentless pressure of the sword energy, it transformed into a storm, and that powerful momentum was even stronger than Mountain King Chu Yingxiong.
"That's the Qishan Sword Master!"
"The sword comes from Qishan, with thousands of swords ringing together!"
Many martial artists felt a jolt in their hearts and couldn't help but speak out. However, the one who drew the sword was completely unfazed by this. He shouted like thunder, "Innate Invisible Breaking Body Sword Qi!"
The might of this Qishan Sword Master was terrifying; he came out swinging without any intention of testing the waters. Under the sharp sword energy's assault, even though Jiang Han prided himself on his powerful physique, he felt a cracking sensation on his skin and dared not take it head-on.
"Sleeve Dragon!"
The Bloodthirsty Blade swept through like a bloodthirsty azure dragon, aiming to tear apart all the sword energy forming into sword barriers. As the blade struck, the entire area seemed to plunge into twilight in an instant—beautiful yet filled with regret, concealing deadly danger.
"Be careful, Sword Master!"
Su Mingde shouted anxiously, and then the embroidered needles on his body shot towards Jiang Han's acupoints from all directions. He didn't seek to hit directly but aimed to provide cover for the Qishan Sword Master.
"The Qishan Sword Master is being too arrogant!"
A fierce-looking Bald Martial Arts Master cursed under his breath and then swung the large hammer in his hand, shouting, "Chaotic Wind Hammer Technique!"
In an instant, a torrent of hammer shadows rained down upon Jiang Han, intending to smash him into dust!
But that wasn't enough; the bald martial artist yelled at the dazed woman standing nearby, "You shameless hussy, what are you waiting for? Get moving!"
The plump female martial artist snapped back to her senses, feeling somewhat embarrassed as she scratched her head before grabbing her weapon and charging forward.
"Celestial Horse Meteor Hammer!"
A small purple hammer mixed among the countless hammer shadows nearly startled Jiang Han. However, after feeling it out carefully, he breathed a sigh of relief. The hammer looked intimidating, but its power was pitifully weak; it was purely a bluff.
He didn't have time to ponder whether someone was holding back, transforming himself into a Tyrannosaurus, he charged through the gaps and broke free from the encirclement.
His right hand transformed into a dragon claw as he reached for the Martial Arts Grandmaster who had initially attacked him with sword techniques.
"Crack!"
He caught the person by the shoulder guard, and the immense force crushed it, exposing the stark white bone beneath!
"Ah~"
The person let out a scream and quickly leaped out of the battlefield, showing no desire to fight.
The Qishan Sword Master was a Sword Cultivator, and all his skills were focused on swordsmanship. Now that his shoulder guard was shattered, he found it difficult to even lift his sword with that arm. If he stayed there any longer, he feared for his life.
"Mountain King, I consider our past friendship settled today!"
That person leaped out of the city and fled towards the dense forest, his shout startling countless birds into flight.
Chu Yingxiong's expression darkened terrifyingly upon hearing this, his face so gloomy it seemed like water could drip from it!
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