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It collided precisely with the blade of light that came from the left.
With a muffled, thunderous explosion, the Azure Dragon was instantly chopped into mincemeat!
Suddenly, almost everyone looked toward the cave, where a figure emerged from the dark stone cave.
What is most striking about him is his head of white hair, a blanket of white hair draped over his back and trailing on the ground.
His eyebrows drooped down on either side of his cheeks, and his beard reached his chest.
He was naked, without any covering, and the lack of sunlight over the years had made his body look like fine white jade, with bulging muscles and a tall, robust build.
He looked like a man in his fifties, with some wrinkles on his face, but he didn't appear old.
His facial features were sculpted, suggesting he must have been an extremely heroic man in his youth.
“Ancestor?!” Cao Qingyang murmured.
"Why did our ancestor break through at this time? Wasn't he in a very bad state?"
Everyone's expression changed drastically. If that were the case, the price the ancestor paid for forcibly breaking through the barrier was unimaginable.
After this battle, the pillar supporting the Martial Alliance collapsed, a loss the Martial Alliance could not afford.
“This, this…” someone trembled, unable to speak.
The matter of the nine-colored lotus root was known only to the alliance leader, Cao Qingyang, and it was not made public.
Who knows if there are still spies from the Heavenly Mystery Palace in the Martial Arts Alliance?
"Ancestor, you've finally figured it out."
The old scoundrel laughed heartily: "Many thanks to the Heavenly King's nine-colored lotus root for helping me break through the barrier. I have now advanced to the second rank, and my bad luck has turned into good fortune!"
The voice was booming, loud, and cheerful.
The old scoundrel turned his body upside down, transforming himself into a knife poised to strike.
The members of the Martial Arts Alliance were greatly encouraged!
With our ancestor advancing to the second rank, this battle is practically won!
Just then, something strange happened!
Golden rays of light rose from the bottom of the cliff.
The golden light was so intense, it was as if a blazing sun was about to rise from the bottom of the cliff.
A golden statue cast in gold has appeared in the world, taller than the main peak of Quanrong Mountain.
It has twelve pairs of arms, a golden-red flame pattern between its eyebrows, and a blazing sun hanging behind its head.
The twelve pairs of arms each hold a different magical instrument, such as a knife, sword, pestle, pagoda, banner, stick, bell, etc.
His breath is as heavy as a mountain and as vast as the sea.
Almost everyone who saw this image simultaneously lost control of their knees, kneeling down and trembling in fear.
It has twelve pairs of arms, a ring of fire behind its head, and fiery lines between its brows.
when!
The old scoundrel, transformed into the peerless mad blade, struck a fourth-rank official from Hidden Dragon City, yet failed to kill him.
Because one of the twelve-armed dharma statues held a golden bell that covered the warrior.
……
"Vajra Dharma Image!"
Xu Yuanshuang heard a soft laugh behind her; the voice was so familiar.
Her delicate body trembled, and she suddenly turned around, only to see a figure in white standing with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face.
"father?"
Xu Yuanshuang gasped in shock.
Ahead, Xu Yuanhuai, who was shielding his sister from the blade's energy, suddenly turned around and saw his father arrive, feeling both surprised and delighted.
"Father, what brings you here?" The aloof young man hurriedly went to greet him.
Only Ji Xuan smiled and called out, "Imperial Preceptor."
Not surprising at all, as if they had known he would come.
Xu Pingfeng examined his second son and smiled, "Not bad, your cultivation has improved again, and you'll be entering the fourth rank soon."
Upon receiving his father's praise, Xu Yuanhuai's stern face broke into a smile, looking as content as a child.
Xu Yuanshuang's eyes flashed as she observed the figure in white, and she exclaimed in astonishment, "Father, you're not the real body..."
The father before me had a strange aura, not the kind of aura a normal person should have.
"It's just a puppet clone. The supervisor is watching outside Yunzhou, so my real body can't come. I used the magic artifact left by the Heavenly Gu Elder to deceive the supervisor's Qi-observation technique with the 'Star Shift' method."
Xu Pingfeng gave a brief explanation, glanced at Xu Yuanshuang, looked at Ji Xuan, and said, "Are you ready?"
Ji Xuan did not answer immediately. He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, seemingly to calm himself down.
"Be prepared at all times, Imperial Advisor."
Xu Yuanshuang and her brother looked at their father and Ji Xuan with curiosity.
Xu Pingfeng nodded in satisfaction, his fingers swiftly drawing patterns in the air, one after another array patterns containing the laws of heaven and earth appearing.
They landed in an orderly fashion on various parts of the Wind-Riding Boat, clinging to the deck, mast, and sides.
In the blink of an eye, the entire Wind-Riding Boat was covered with array patterns.
Xu Yuanshuang opened her beautiful eyes wide, trying hard to memorize the runes she couldn't understand.
For warlocks, these scribbles-like runes are the greatest treasure.
After Xu Pingfeng finished setting up the formation, Xu Yuanshuang couldn't help but ask, "Father, what kind of formation is this?"
It turned out that he had to carve it himself.
The Sitianjian has two great formation compendiums, "Tiangang" and "Disha", with a total of 108 large formations, and each large formation is divided into dozens or even hundreds of small formations.
At the age of seventeen, Xu Yuanshuang's ability to memorize two major formations almost caused her hairline to recede.
But she knew that a sorcerer of her father's caliber had long since mastered the "Heavenly Gang" and "Earthly Fiend" formations, and could cast them at will.
The array formations that he personally inscribed must be of an extremely profound nature.
"What kind of formation?" Xu Pingfeng looked at his daughter and smiled.
"This is the formation that your father used to steal the fate of the Great Feng Kingdom back then."
Of course, compared to that awe-inspiring array, this array is a product of simplification upon simplification.
"Its only function is to gather fortune."
Once the Vajra Dharma Form kills the old scoundrel, Xu Pingfeng's formation will be able to absorb the dragon energy, helping Ji Xuan break through to the third rank.
The "knife," transformed from the old scoundrel, struck the surface of the golden bell, its sharp sound echoing through the sky.
"Kacha!"
After a brief standoff of about ten seconds, a crack appeared on the surface of the golden bell.
At the same time, the old scoundrel's "one-strike power" was exhausted.
The majestic and imposing golden body did not give him a chance to strike a second time.
The arm holding the golden sword swung, causing the sword to cleave down.
The martial artist's premonition of danger prompted him to dodge, and the old scoundrel vanished in a blur, dodging to the side.
Wow!
Amidst the sound of the mountain collapsing, the divine sword cleaved through large swathes of rolling rocks. This sword strike had no fluctuations in energy, yet the main peak of Quanrong Mountain was like a sand dune before it.
It can be easily overthrown.
The sword slashed through the air, and before it could be sheathed, a golden cudgel came crashing down on his head.
"boom!"
Countless boulders exploded, completely shattering the main peak of Quanrong Mountain, making it shorter.
boom! boom! boom!
The Vajra Dharma Image's twenty-four arms drew their bows simultaneously, raining down swords, clubs, and other weapons.
The main peak of Quanrong Mountain cracked repeatedly, sending out tens of thousands of tons of soil and rocks.
The golden staff crashed down, shattering the old scoundrel's figure, and his true form appeared on the staff, which was as thick as a giant tree.
Snapped!
The Vajra Dharma Image slapped its two giant hands together, as if swatting a fly, sending the old scoundrel flying into the air.
After a few seconds of stalemate, a dull thud shook their palms apart.
The old scoundrel burst forth from his palm, his body covered in blood, his hands and feet twisted in a bizarre manner, and his chest caved in.
The physique of a second-rank martial artist was shattered by a single blow from the Dharma Image!