xymnovel Chapter 925 Wang Xianzhi Reappears!
Chapter 925 Wang Xianzhi Reappears!
The Qiankun Imperial Guards and the Xuanming Iron Guards, two former "colleagues," have now become enemies fighting to the death once again, clashing here once more!
On the battlefield, two forces clashed fiercely, creating a devastating force.
The Qiankun Imperial Guards' Qiankun Bagua Formation and the Xuanming Iron Guards' Great Wall of Steel clashed against each other, their fighting spirit and killing intent intertwining to create a chilling atmosphere.
Si Yunzhang and Yu Jing, two former "colleagues", meet again on the battlefield, their eyes flashing with complex emotions.
Above them, the two Dharma images faced each other from afar, and an invisible pressure spread across the battlefield, making the air seem to freeze.
Si Yunzhang rode on the Moyun Steed, holding the Qiankun Twin Swords, staring directly at Yu Jing opposite him; while Yu Jing, also holding the Xuanming Halberd, stood at the center of the formation, his expression cold and stern, showing no fear.
"kill!"
Si Yunzhang roared, his voice echoing across the battlefield like thunder. The "Heavenly God of Heaven" dharma image suddenly swung the Heavenly Sword Shadow in his hand. The sword shadow was like a dragon soaring through the nine heavens and a phoenix dancing in the nine skies, carrying the power to destroy the world, and rushed straight towards the "Mysterious Cold Dragon" dharma image.
Seeing this, Yu Jing snorted coldly and controlled the "Mysterious Netherworld Cold Dragon" avatar to meet the attack of the "Heaven and Earth God".
The Frost Dragon opened its massive maw, and an unprecedented "Netherworld Frost Qi" condensed into a huge aura, carrying a chilling intent that could freeze thousands of miles, and crashed head-on into the Qiankun Sword Shadow.
The two forces collided violently on the battlefield, unleashing a deafening roar.
Where the sword shadow of Qiankun met the Netherworld Frost Qi, light shone brightly and the chill was biting, as if the entire world was shaken by this power.
The massive energy fluctuations spread outwards, causing the soldiers on the battlefield to stagger and fall. Some of the weaker soldiers were even knocked unconscious by the force, spitting blood.
The sword shadows of Qiankun were like dragons soaring across the four seas and phoenixes flying through the nine heavens, constantly changing their attack directions to find the Xuanming Frost Dragon's weakness. The Xuanming Frost Dragon, in turn, relied on its own powerful defense and the freezing power of the Netherworld Frost Qi to stubbornly resist the continuous attacks.
On the battlefield, every collision between the two Dharma images was accompanied by earth-shattering roars and dazzling light.
Where the sword shadows of Qiankun and the Xuanming Frost Qi intersected, the cold and hot air intertwined, forming huge energy vortexes that stirred up the vital energy on the battlefield into chaos.
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Meanwhile, as all the reinforcements to the Great Qian Imperial City were temporarily blocked, the tense atmosphere in the Great Qian Imperial Palace reached its peak.
The old eunuch who once followed Prince Si Ruokong of the Great Qian Dynasty in a surprise attack on the Red Imperial Army of Yanzhou and whose "Yin-Yang Dividing Dawn and Dusk" martial arts were renowned throughout the palace was now standing on one side of the Qian Tian Hall, his brows furrowed and his eyes slightly closed, as if he were talking to the invisible wind and sensing the slightest movement in the outside world.
Suddenly, his eyes snapped open, a flicker of surprise and seriousness crossing them, and he whispered, "They're here!"
The sound, though soft, was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly bringing the surrounding atmosphere to a tense peak.
Before the words were finished, an extremely oppressive atmosphere suddenly erupted within the Qian Tian Hall, accompanied by a deafening roar that sent dust flying from the ceiling.
"Wang Xianzhi, how dare you show your face here!"
Si Yiqi, who was sitting quietly in the Qian Tian Palace, had bloodshot eyes and was staring angrily at the empty space outside the palace.
Suddenly, a figure in plain clothes appeared like a ghost outside the Qiantian Hall in the very center of the Daqian Imperial Palace.
This seemingly ordinary figure in plain clothes was both familiar and unfamiliar to Si Yiqi and the people of Daqian around him.
The newcomer was none other than Wang Xianzhi, the madman who had killed his father, the previous Emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty, in broad daylight and amidst the chaos, and who had been wanted by the entire Great Qian Dynasty ever since!
Wang Xianzhi's reappearance at this moment seemed to freeze time. He was expressionless and walked steadily, leaving faint ripples in the air with each step.
As he moved, the space around him began to distort, and azure dragons formed from his inner force slowly materialized, emerging from the void like living creatures, circling around him like living spirit dragons, their scales shimmering, their roars echoing, their aura magnificent.
"A Green Dragon Swims Through a Sleeve!"
This unique skill created by Wang Xianzhi is once again displaying its unparalleled magnificence!
The eighteen azure dragons either spiraled upwards, swooped down, or intertwined, each containing earth-shattering power, yet under Wang Xianzhi's control, they appeared somewhat harmonious and orderly.
At this moment, when he unleashed his power, eighteen azure dragons soared into the sky, all centered around Wang Xianzhi, becoming extensions of his will, changing at will and in countless ways.
Wherever the Azure Dragon passed, the air was torn apart, leaving behind transparent cracks that demonstrated the terrifying power of this martial art.
Si Yiqi, watching this scene from inside the hall, was filled with rage that was about to burst forth. He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, yet he felt no pain whatsoever.
At this moment, his heart was filled with hatred, a deep-seated hatred for Wang Xianzhi. However, mixed within this hatred was also a trace of barely perceptible fear.
He knew that with Wang Xianzhi's strength, he was not afraid of the impressive lineup surrounding him.
However, there's no reason why Wang Xianzhi wouldn't know about something so obvious.
Therefore, since this madman dares to appear here openly tonight, it means... he is confident that he can escape unscathed!
Just then, the old eunuch, famous for his "Dividing Day and Night," took a deep breath and whispered a few words to the other old eunuchs beside him.
Then his figure suddenly vanished, as if merging into the air, and in an instant appeared not far from Wang Xianzhi.
His appearance was so quiet that it didn't stir up a single breeze or disturb a single leaf, as if he were part of the air itself, able to appear or disappear at any time.
"Wang Xianzhi, if you dare to come today, don't even think about leaving alive!"
The old eunuch's voice was soft and feminine. As he watched Wang Xianzhi's unwavering steps, the yin and yang power surged wildly in his palm.
"You think you can stop me, you old codger who's about to be buried? You're being too naive."
Wang Xianzhi looked at the old eunuch in front of him, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes, and smiled gently.
Before he finished speaking, the atmosphere between the two instantly became tense. With a wave of his hands, the old eunuch unleashed a surge of yin and yang energy, which transformed into an invisible blade that slashed towards Wang Xianzhi.
This sharp blade is neither physical nor illusory, but rather formed by the intertwining of two completely opposite forces, Yin and Yang. It is incredibly sharp and elusive.