Chapter 1817 - 666: Blown Up_3
In the vast expanse of Jianghu, up until now, I’ve never met a rival among the grandmasters.
These lofty Xizhou Jianghu experts, in front of him, are like clay chickens and pottery dogs, utterly insignificant.
However, she is ultimately the Jingxin Hall Master, the twelfth thrill of Longmen.
How could anyone casually jump out and block my path?
Immediately, she flexed her finger, and sword light sprouted from her fingertip.
Suddenly, a point.
Mu Shanshan trembled instantly.
Blood oozed from all seven orifices.
Yet, she suddenly gritted her teeth:
"Today... you all shall not leave this place alive!!!"
The dual hammers in her hand spun and swung ferociously.
With a loud bang.
Two streams of inner strength scattered, sending Mu Shanshan flying backward.
Even the Jingxin Hall Master couldn’t escape, being forced back to the ground by Mu Shanshan’s force.
She wanted to rise and leave, but at that moment, a strand of qi bound her firmly in place.
It seemed as if a pair of lofty eyes, like those of a deity, were gazing at her.
Rendering her completely immobile.
In the next instant, Su Mo casually pointed.
The sword cried like a dragon, entwined like the wind, hundreds of longswords gathered together, like a torrential river of swords, advancing straight towards Sikong Hua Ji and the Haoqi Alliance Leader.
Sikong Hua Ji knew this strike was unavoidable; only by confronting it head-on could he have a chance at survival, and he immediately let out a furious roar:
"Everyone, assist me!!!"
The Heavenly Seizing God Transformation Great Technique was unleashed without reservation; as his palms moved, a mass of colorless Gang Qi emitting a pungent smell gathered in his palms.
This Gang Qi was colorless, but upon closer inspection, it seemed as if one could see a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
His immense inner strength, boundless like waves.
With both hands pushed forward, he collided suddenly with the All Swords Return to the Root.
The onlookers initially thought this would be another fierce battle, but unexpectedly, Sikong Hua Ji crumbled at first touch.
His body retreated incessantly, and in an instant, blood flowed from seven orifices.
His entire body was further cut by sword qi, adding dozens of wounds within moments.
As he watched, he was about to fall to the All Swords Return to the Root, swords dividing his corpse.
The Haoqi Alliance Leader let out a long chant:
"There is righteous qi between heaven and earth, bestowed in various forms.
"Below it forms rivers and mountains, above it forms sun and stars.
"In man, it is called expansive, overflowing and filling the azure void!!"
As he spoke, waves of inner strength emerged from his body, not to resist the All Swords Return to the Root, but to pour into Sikong Hua Ji’s body instead.
With this assistance, Sikong Hua Ji’s spirit was immediately invigorated.
The remaining heads of Six Extremes Sect, Taixuan Sect, Biluo Village, Heavenly King Hall, exchanged glances, and hesitated no more.
Each took action, not aiming at Su Mo, nor at Sikong Hua Ji, but focusing entirely on the Haoqi Alliance Leader.
Their palms approached within three inches, yet the inner strength continued to flood into his body.
The sound of the Righteous Qi Song grew increasingly louder.
With his voice resonating like thunder, the qi pouring into Sikong Hua Ji increased.
Sikong Hua Ji seemed divinely aided, truly managing to withstand Su Mo’s All Swords Return to the Root.
Spiritually rejuvenated, he shouted loudly:
"Everyone, pour more strength, today we shall slay this beast."
The Jianghu people looked at one another, knowing that the struggle was at a vital moment.
If Su Mo triumphed, they should live.
One alliance, Eight Sects and Nine Peaks in a single battle, utterly obliterated; welcoming Su Mo to Xizhou, to become the master of Xizhou Jianghu.
But if Su Mo was defeated, none of them would likely survive.
Choosing was not difficult.
Yet wanting to assist Su Mo, they didn’t know how to act.
As the battle reached this stage, the inner strength of both sides surged, scattering all around; approaching slightly meant being minced by the Sword Qi of Vigorous Wind.
Striking blindly could mean dying at the hands of Su Mo and the Jinglong Association cohorts.
Immediately, someone took out a hidden weapon from his arms and threw.
Seeing this, everyone woke up as if from a dream.
They all drew their hidden weapons to attack.
This group could fight Su Mo to this point because they joined forces for a siege.
Inner strength merged as one, allowing them to contend.
Since that’s the case, breaking their alliance meant Su Mo would naturally win a decisive battle.
But before the hidden weapons were cast, the first weapon launched was deflected by an invisible Vigorous Wind.
Reversed like rolling thunder.
Suddenly piercing the head of the person who launched it, and with remaining strength, nailed to the wall of Weiyang Palace with a thud.
Everyone was momentarily silent, then quietly tucked the hidden weapons back into their arms, pretending nothing had happened.
At that time, Sikong Hua Ji’s face was flushed red, waves of heat dispersing from his head, forming steam.
The Haoqi Alliance Leader’s voice turned hoarse.
Exerting every conceivable effort, he resisted Su Mo’s All Swords Return to the Root.
"Still not enough..."
Sikong Hua Ji shouted in anger, suddenly stomping his foot, when suddenly someone screamed.
As his body trembled, blood continually poured from all seven orifices, in the blink of an eye, gone like a thief, only leaving a piece of human skin fluttering to the ground.
Heavenly Seizing God Transformation Great Technique!!
Bo Yan has always spoken of this evil technique, yet this sinister skill was now witnessed for the first time by all present.
With the scream of the victim turning to human skin, the blood energy formed by the flesh flew directly to Sikong Hua Ji.
He inhaled deeply, the blood energy merged through his seven orifices, and for a moment, his eyes were radiant and luminous.
With a great increase in inner strength, the vigorous winds from their clash spread violently.
The Jianghu people present dared not stay; some began to flee in all directions, some simply lay on the ground, trembling in fear.
The already crumbling Weiyang Palace, at this moment, seemed unable to hold.
With a series of cracking sounds, Weiyang Palace from the first level onwards, had its doors and windows shattering completely, tiles falling off, and the supporting pillars of the building extended with cracks.
"But still not enough..."
As his words fell, two more people screamed; one was Zhuge Yingxiong fighting against Lord Ban Shu and Guo Zhaochen.
At this crucial moment in the duel.
Guo Zhaochen’s ultimate Seven Emotions Absolute Thought Method was unleashing, only to strike a piece of human skin.
In an instant, the sound of tearing silk resonated at the scene.
Zhuge Yingxiong, who roamed unbeaten for a lifetime, ended with a shattered human skin.
Three streams of blood energy infused into Sikong Hua Ji, among them Zhuge Yingxiong, a master like him, and in a blink, his inner breath surged.
Suddenly raising his head:
"Die!!!"
One word fell, and it seemed his words commanded fate.
Then a loud bang was heard.
Sikong Hua Ji died at the scene!
Exploded into oblivion.
This sudden change unfolded unexpectedly, even Su Mo hadn’t anticipated it.
He had always restrained the power of the All Swords Return to the Root, not wanting to take them down easily, with other intentions.
Unexpectedly, Sikong Hua Ji, the main force, died abruptly, so recklessly.
Without this prime opponent under the All Swords Return to the Root, suddenly the sword qi flew wildly, and the remaining experts of the Eight Sects and Nine Peaks had their heads raining down in an instant!