Chapter 95

Suddenly, an accident happened at this moment.

Before Shi Huang's words had even finished, a grand, fiery voice suddenly rolled in from the northwest horizon.

"Who dares to bully my Great Zhong?"

Then, a bright light illuminated the sky, resembling a mighty fire dragon over a dozen yards long, soaring majestically.

Tan Yu knew that the most formidable member of Zhong's convoy, the Realm Transformation Fist Saint Lu Mingzhong, the old man who liked to eat deer antlers, had finally appeared!

"Little Junior Brother, follow me closely!" Tan Yu immediately said, his heart tightening slightly.

Zhang Ren's archery skills were extremely proficient, but his internal foundation was relatively weak. Mainly, Zhang Xun believed he was unsuitable for the Heavenly Dao Technique and always taught him by letting go, not imparting much internal martial arts. Zhang Ren could only focus on researching the Stone Skin Jade Muscle Technique, making significant achievements in this external hard skill. Now that he had learned the more advanced Stone Guardian Divine Skill, he would be able to handle the strong opponents of the world in the future. However, it was not yet time for him to show off his strength.

At this moment, Zhang Ren held a crossbow in each hand, a military three-stone crossbow in his left and a golden strong crossbow given by Xiao Die in his right, nodding to Tan Yu.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother!"

Shi Huang stared intently at the long fire dragon, continuously evaluating it, but remained silent.

Suddenly, someone let out a long whistle, the sound clear and lively, full of vitality and joy.

"Lord Wang is about to make his move!" Shi Huang's expression changed as soon as he heard the whistle.

"Getting younger with age, that's what they say about people like Old Wang!" Tan Yu clapped and laughed, praising loudly.

Shi Huang couldn't help but laugh as well.

Sure enough, a white cloud rose from the northwest, with red lightning and green electricity flashing within, drawing much attention. On top of the white cloud was a swordsmen in a fluttering white robe, holding a five-foot-long famous sword with purple light swirling around it, swiftly heading towards the fire dragon.

The red dragon and the white cloud collided in an instant.

The white cloud only slightly retreated before stopping.

Strangely, no sound was heard in the air.

"Actually resisted it?" Shi Huang widened his eyes, muttering to himself.

"Too powerful! Too powerful!" Tan Yu shook his head.

Although Tan Yu appeared relaxed on the outside, deep down he wasn't very optimistic. Last time, when he clashed with Lai De, he didn't gain any advantage and needed a long time to recover. This Lu Mingzhong was clearly much more advanced than Lai De. If he couldn't resist, it would be dangerous.

But, it was truly unexpected. The change in just three hours was so dramatic that his eyes were almost bleeding red!

Too amazing!

"Lord Shi, what did you resist?" Zhang Ren, being ignorant and fearless, didn't find it strange like Tan Yu, who had suffered from the Realm Transformation, and asked casually.

"The fire, light, and clouds around them are the external manifestations of their protective powers. This Lu Mingzhong can rise as a dragon in the sky, which is a sign of his full-fledged Fist Intent, making him an extremely formidable Realm Transformation Grandmaster. I didn't expect... Lord Wang to be able to match him evenly!" Shi Huang's shock was no less than Tan Yu's.

"Is Old Wang also a Realm Transformation Grandmaster?" Zhang Ren began to feel amazed.

"Not exactly. The purple light and white cloud around him are the result of borrowing the unique abilities of our sect's sword control technique. Plus, this Purple Lightning Sword and his Purple Lightning Sect's techniques are extremely compatible, allowing him to ascend effortlessly and challenge a higher level."

"Amazing, so mystical!" Tan Yu was captivated, marveling endlessly.

"Wow, what a sword!" Lu Mingzhong, inside the red fire dragon, exclaimed in surprise. Then, the red dragon and the white cloud quickly dissipated, revealing a frail old man and the snow-white swordsmen Wang Yue.

"Lord Lu, take my sword!" Wang Yue's white robe fluttered as he leaped in the air, both hands gripping the sword, and slashed down with great spirit.

Being called a good swordsman by his opponent stung Wang Yue's ears.

Lu Mingzhong punched out, without any flashy moves.

The无形的气压振动 made a series of "bang" sounds in the air.

Though they were over ten yards apart, the force of the punch and the sword were no less intense than a close-range fight.

Then, Wang Yue's body, draped in white, flipped backward, sliding several yards before stabilizing and descending.

"Excellent swordsmanship!" Lu Mingzhong praised, but his body fell directly, much faster than Wang Yue.

"Trouble!"

Huang Zhong in the crowd was the first to sense the danger, raising his precious Bixue saber to meet the threat.

"Your opponent is me." Tian Chanzi, with his white hair and withered face, immediately spotted the "outstanding-looking" Huang Zhong, his body flashing as he released two swords in a spinning motion.

Huang Zhong, locked by Tian Chanzi's Heavenly Toad Evil Eye, was very displeased. He turned and lunged with his saber, the clash of saber and sword producing a particularly sharp sound.

The Yin-Yang Sword's internal energy flow was unique, like a giant stone mill, constantly converting between Yin and Yang, trying to grind away the opponent's vital energy and power.

Huang Zhong's Divine Turtle Tail Technique, however, was rooted like a tree, extremely solid and unyielding.

One was light and the other heavy, a confrontation of two extremes. Huang Zhong, after testing the move, realized that Tian Chanzi's martial arts were not inferior to his, and was instantly delighted.

"Rare to have such a skilled opponent to test my moves, here comes my saber!" Huang Zhong slashed three powerful cuts, and Tian Chanzi's long sword in his right hand immediately struggled to block. His left short sword flew out, aiming to encircle and save.

Huang Zhong deflected the short sword with a backhand cut, and the short sword returned to Tian Chanzi's hand.

"Excellent saber technique!" Tian Chanzi looked at his short sword with a pained expression, noticing the notch.

At this moment, Lu Mingzhong had already landed. Wang Yue was still a few yards above the ground.

Lu Mingzhong even had the energy to look back at the purple aura surrounding Wang Yue.

"Look here!" Shi Huang's hands trembled simultaneously, and two red shadows flew out.

Tan Yu was greatly surprised; it was the first time he saw Shi Huang use dual whips!

Then, the pair of whip shadows split into four, four into eight, and in a blink, turned into sixteen whips.

Finally, a total of thirty-two phantom divine whips appeared.

The continuous whip shadows flashed, and Lu Mingzhong's eyes sparkled: "Excellent whip technique!" He clenched his fists to block.

Tan Yu thought, "You are Deer Antler Old Man, shouldn't you say, 'What a good whip, what a good whip'?" He could see that Shi Huang was using all his skills, wanting to learn from the true Realm Transformation Grandmaster, Lu Mingzhong.

None of these old men were willing to admit their age or back down.

Suddenly, another silver light slashed over, and with a "bang," it struck the real ochre whip.

"Originally, it's Lord Shi. This old Daoist is very willing to learn from you, may I ask if it's possible?"

Hui Nanzi's three-foot silver sword intercepted Shi Huang's red whip.

Shi Huang laughed heartily: "If the Sect Master is willing to teach, how fortunate I am!"

In terms of fighting, he and Huang Zhong had similar temperaments, getting excited when facing an evenly matched opponent. He immediately left Lu Mingzhong and engaged Hui Nanzi.

——Three elders battling a Realm Transformation, where are the votes?

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