I summoned all the famous generals of history in another world.

Chapter 469 Obstructed, Action!

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Si Xiaofei watched in horror. He had never seen such a fierce battle before. The power of the four top experts from the Tianwu Continent fighting was enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.

He was secretly anxious, but he also knew that the only thing he could do at this moment was to find a way to escape as soon as possible.

"Qimen Dunjia, Eight Positions Rotate!"

Guiguzi murmured, his black robes fluttering, and countless strange formations appeared in the void, attempting to dismantle Si Cangqiong's defenses.

"Yin and Yang give rise to each other, and all things return to their origin!"

Chu Nan Gong murmured softly, and with a wave of his dragon-headed cane, the yin and yang energies intertwined, forming a destructive beam of light that shot straight into the sky.

The last six-fingered black knight has an unusual finger, an extra one, which is not only his unique mark, but also proof of his talent in manipulating mechanisms and performing Mohist secret techniques.

At this moment, he stood in a corner of the battlefield, surrounded by all sorts of mysterious mechanisms.

These mechanisms were all created by the Mohists based on the "Mohist Secret Techniques," and each one contains the wonders of creation and the ingenuity of ingenious design.

Mechanical birds, resembling wings, hovered in the air, occasionally emitting clear chirps that disturbed the mind.

There were also mechanical beasts resembling giant dragons, snaking and roaming, their bodies inlaid with various colored gems that shimmered with dazzling light, as if they contained the power to destroy the world.

Furthermore, there are those ever-changing mechanical boxes. They may appear simple and unadorned on the outside, but they actually contain countless tiny mechanisms. Once triggered, they can unleash attacks that are impossible to defend against.

"The mechanisms of the Mohist school are ever-changing; today, I'll have Elder Si give me some pointers!"

The Six-Fingered Black Knight flicked his sleeve and let out a low shout.

After speaking, he slightly moved his fingers, and the mechanical bird hovering in the air instantly transformed into a streak of light, rushing towards Si Cangqiong.

The bird's body conceals sharp blades; once it gets close, it can inflict serious injury.

The mechanical beast, not to be outdone, roared deafeningly and lunged at Si Cangqiong, spewing out streams of scorching flames made from saltpeter through a special process, as if it wanted to set the sky ablaze.

However, Si Cangqiong was no ordinary person.

With the "Azure Sky Technique" activated, his body seemed to be enveloped by an invisible shield, and the mechanical bird and mechanical beast, though fierce, could not break through his defense.

Si Cangqiong snorted coldly and struck out with his palm. The mechanical bird and mechanical beast instantly turned into countless fragments, scattering all over the ground.

Seeing this, the Six-Fingered Black Knight remained calm, instead, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

With another flick of his finger, the seemingly destroyed fragments of the mechanism reassembled in mid-air, transforming into an even more complex array of mechanisms that enveloped Si Cangqiong.

"Hmph, you think you can trap this old man with mere traps?"

Si Cangqiong sneered, his figure flashing as he tried to dodge the attack of the trap array.

However, the Six-Fingered Black Knight was prepared. With a slight movement of his six fingers, a fine network of mechanisms appeared within the array, firmly sealing off Si Cangqiong's path.

At the same time, the ever-changing mechanism box was activated, and countless tiny mechanisms shot towards Si Cangqiong like a rainstorm, making it impossible for him to defend against them.

"Although Patriarch Si is strong, he won't be able to escape easily from my Mo family's traps!"

Six-Fingered Black Knight chuckled, his voice carrying a hint of confidence.

Although he was not as skilled as Guiguzi and Chu Nangong beside him, he relied on the Mo family's mechanical arts and adaptability.

That would be enough to play a somewhat important role in this match.

Upon seeing this, Si Cangqiong frowned. As everyone knows, the Mohist school, a prominent school of thought, is unparalleled in its mechanical arts. Mohist disciples often use various mechanical devices on their bodies to defeat stronger opponents.

If we insist on fighting head-on, we may find ourselves in a passive position.

He moved swiftly, deciding to temporarily avoid direct confrontation and deal with the other two first, seeking an opportunity to break the deadlock.

However, the Mo family's mechanisms, controlled by the Six-Fingered Black Knight, followed him like a shadow. The various mysterious mechanisms, like a net, firmly trapped Si Cangqiong.

No matter how he dodged or attacked, he could not escape the shackles of this web of traps.

"Hmph, Six-Fingered Black Knight, your mechanical skills are indeed quite impressive. But if I want to leave, you can't stop me!"

Si Cangqiong roared, channeling all his power in an attempt to break free from the constraints of the trap.

"Elder Si, do not underestimate the Mo family's mechanical skills. Moreover, today, I do not need to stop you, Elder Si; I only need to hold you off for a moment."

However, the Six-Fingered Black Knight simply smiled indifferently.

After speaking, he moved his fingers again, and the net of mechanisms became even tighter, with countless mechanisms weaving and intertwining within it, forming even more complex traps.

And at this moment, the ever-changing mechanism box was activated again, unleashing an even more ferocious attack.

The combined might of these three top experts from the Hundred Schools of Thought was so great that even Si Cangqiong felt unprecedented pressure.

Si Cangqiong roared, his whole body radiating a dazzling light, as if to tear the sky apart, and an unprecedented internal force surged within him.

No matter what happens this time, he will fight for a glimmer of hope for the Great Qian Dynasty.

At this moment, the Heavenly Imperial Yellow Dragon Ship below resembled a floating golden island, majestic and solemn, adorned with carved dragons and phoenixes, shimmering with light and color, reflecting the sunset on the horizon, adding to its immortal glory.

Beneath the ship, the water shimmered, like the most tranquil harbor in the world, but in that instant, it was shattered by an unprecedented force.

A figure dressed in plain clothes stood quietly on the water's surface, his body moving without wind, his clothes fluttering, like a banished immortal descending to earth.

At this moment, Wang Xianzhi gently raised both hands, joined her fingers together, and then tapped them lightly, her movements extremely elegant, as if she were playing an invisible celestial melody.

Each strike was accompanied by a strange ripple, and the river surface was instantly filled with turbulent winds and clouds. One after another, the water dragons rose into the air, circling in mid-air, and then hovered leisurely, like eighteen azure dragons guarding the river, exuding a majestic and awe-inspiring aura.

Each of those azure dragons was lifelike, with shimmering scales and resounding roars.

Wang Xianzhi was exceptionally talented, possessing the terrifying insight to "remember immortality at a glance." He improved upon Li Chungang's two green snakes in his sleeves, transforming them into a green dragon in one sleeve.

There was once a swordsman in a green robe who unleashed the astonishing technique of two green snakes slithering through his sleeves.

Then came Wang Xianzhi's sleeve with a flowing blue dragon.

He modified Li Chungang's two sleeves of green snakes into one sleeve of swimming green dragon.

This innovative move is not only a tribute to that swordsman in green robes, but also a demonstration of his extraordinary creativity.

"A single sleeve carries a blue dragon, eighteen dragons guard the river, King Xianzhi of the Martial Emperor City!"

On the Heavenly Imperial Yellow Dragon Ship, came the voice of Emperor Si Xiaofei of the Great Qian Dynasty, deep and majestic, with a hint of barely perceptible gloom.

(PS: Don't say I'm padding the plot this time. Otherwise, with the Emperor of Daqian's current development, a different way of dying, all sorts of conspiracies and tricks, the characters and the reactions and dialogues of those aristocratic families, I should be able to write about 10 or 20 chapters if I try hard enough.)

After thinking about it again, I decided against it and just wanted to finish this wave quickly.

A direct, forceful kill, one combo and he's done for...