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It now seems that Wang Xianzhi is only one step away from achieving immortality.
What Nangong Pushe didn't know was that Xie Guanying, the last person she was determined to kill, was also watching the battlefield not far from her, his heart filled with conflict.
"Should we wait here for these two to both be severely injured, or go after Zhang Fuyao?"
"Now it seems that even if Li Chang'an is on the verge of death, the chances of me being able to deliver the final blow are slim. Wang Xianzhi is just too strong."
"Forget it, let's go after Zhang Fuyao. With my strength, I should be able to wear that old monster down."
On the battlefield just now, Xie Guanying killed several Grandmasters of Northern Mang, but the luck he gained was not considerable, and the one with the strongest luck was killed by Li Chang'an.
Xie Guanying, who had been focused on taking advantage of the situation, has finally made a decision. Zhang Fuyao's luck is not as good as Li Chang'an's, but she still carries the luck of the Confucian school for eight hundred years. Killing Zhang Fuyao is still more worthwhile.
After Xie Guanying left, the battlefield between Li Chang'an and Wang Xianzhi began to churn, and their inner energy erupted completely.
Wang Xianzhi was the first person to receive Li Chang'an's Tathagata Break. When he withstood this blow, his internal organs were churning, and all the muscles in his body were in pain, as if his muscles were being forcibly dismantled.
In the end, amidst the deafening roar of the heavens and earth, Wang Xianzhi not only caught the punch but also countered with a punch whose power clearly surpassed all his previous moves.
Li Chang'an used the Arhat's Disarming Technique, employing his entire body's inner energy to forcefully deflect the overwhelming force of the fist. The deflected force was channeled into the ground, instantly creating a massive crater tens of feet wide in what was originally a huge chasm.
Li Chungang squinted as he watched the battle between the two. "This Wang Xianzhi, I knew I hadn't misjudged him. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of this monster Li Chang'an, he would definitely be the number one in the world."
Back then, when Wang Xianzhi challenged Li Chungang, Li Chungang spared his life because he valued his talent.
Deng Tai'a nodded slowly. "I never imagined that even the old sword god of the terrestrial celestial beings would be no match for Wang Xianzhi."
Li Chungang said irritably, "You talk as if you can beat him."
Li Chang'an now understands that his Tathagata Break and Heavenly Frost Fist are both fist and palm techniques, while Wang Xianzhi also cultivates fist and palm techniques.
No matter how strong one's internal energy is, it is still martial arts. Wang Xianzhi has been immersed in fist and palm techniques for many years, so it is indeed difficult for Li Chang'an to surpass Wang Xianzhi in this area.
Fortunately, Li Chang'an not only practiced fist and foot techniques, but he also formed a sword finger with his hands, and his body began to condense sword energy.
Wang Xianzhi, who had spent his entire life relying on brute force to overcome all techniques, was now surrounded by countless sword energies, and his body was covered with countless dense, tiny wounds.
When he tried to throw a punch to disperse all the annoying sword energy, the sword energy was like an all-pervasive liquid, and it would immediately re-attach itself after being dispersed.
Since he couldn't break the attack, Wang Xianzhi simply ignored it and unleashed a torrent of fist energy towards Li Chang'an, who simply used the Arhat's Disarming Technique to deflect all the fist energy.
The heavier Wang Xianzhi's blows, the deeper the wounds left on his body by the countless sword energies. When the Great River Sword Intent is cultivated to its highest level, it can injure people invisibly.
The ground beneath their feet was being torn apart and bombarded by the sword energy and fist energy, and was now shattered and mottled, a terrible sight.
Wang Xianzhi put in his utmost effort, but he was still in a predicament of being slowly but surely cut to pieces.
Suddenly, the countless sword energies condensed into more than a dozen flying swords, which spun rapidly around Wang Xianzhi.
At this moment, Li Chang'an unleashed the Divine Calamity. Wang Xianzhi, whose strength was similar to his, did not fall to the ground with a wail, but instead his mind went blank for a moment.
In that instant, Wang Xianzhi knew things were about to go wrong; how could one be distracted even for a moment when masters were exchanging blows?
Sure enough, more than a dozen flying swords simultaneously pierced Wang Xianzhi. By the time he came to his senses, the blades had already cut through his skin and pierced into his muscles.
"break!"
Wang Xianzhi let out a low shout, mobilizing all his internal energy to force back most of the flying swords, but three flying swords still pierced through his body.
Once his meridians were damaged, Wang Xianzhi's internal energy weakened considerably. The three flying swords moved freely, and before long, Wang Xianzhi was covered in blood and his life hung by a thread.
Wang Xianzhi's three disciples witnessed this scene from afar, and they were all filled with grief. However, this life-or-death duel was voluntary on both sides, and there was nothing to say about dying.
Wang Xianzhi was far from dead, and showed no sign of resentment, as if the entire world had paused for a moment.
The scattered energy condensed into another Wang Xianzhi, who fell to the ground. This was the ultimate realm of a terrestrial celestial being, similar to Yuan Qingshan's One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones.
It was obvious that Wang Xianzhi, though seemingly scattered, was now powerless to kill Li Chang'an.
"Li Chang'an, let me discuss this with you. How about you leave me half of the fortune?"
Sensing that Li Chang'an's Ocean of Sacred Heart Technique was absorbing her fortune, Wang Xianzhi had no choice but to politely negotiate.
"can."
Wang Xianzhi's fortune was left to a shepherd boy who was destined to be with him. That shepherd boy would become a famous master in the martial arts world, but this had nothing to do with Li Chang'an.
Wang Xianzhi walked toward the Heavenly Gate, but did not step inside; instead, he stood with his hands behind his back.
"You need not seek revenge. Bury my remains on the summit of Kunlun Mountain."
Yu Xinlang, Gong Banque, and Lou Huang knelt on the ground, kowtowed heavily, and choked out, "Disciples obey your orders and respectfully send off Master."
Wang Xianzhi turned to look at Li Chang'an and said, "Everyone says that there is no second place in martial arts. You have defeated me, so there is no first place either."
After speaking, Wang Xianzhi's soul dissipated and transformed into a flying rainbow, clearly showing that he had no intention of entering the Heavenly Gate.
I will not ascend to heaven, nor reincarnate, nor live a life of ignominy.
Gong Banque kowtowed three times to Li Chang'an, saying, "Your Highness, I have followed you for three years and benefited immensely. My skills have greatly improved, and I will benefit from it for the rest of my life."
"Now that the Northern Barbarians have suffered a great defeat, there is no longer any match for Your Highness in the world. Please allow me to leave with my two fellow disciples."
Gong Banque served Li Chang'an out of genuine sincerity, and his two fellow disciples who came to find him also participated in the great battle against the Northern Mang master.
However, now that Wang Xianzhi has died at the hands of Li Chang'an, although both sides have agreed not to seek revenge, Gong Banque will probably find it difficult to feel at ease continuing to serve Li Chang'an.
"Approved, go ahead."
Li Chang'an's army was strong and well-equipped, and his recruitment of experts was actually for the purpose of a decisive battle with the masters of the Northern Barbarian Jianghu.
Now, neither Xu Fengnian nor the new emperor of Liyang can muster enough forces to organize a few more Grandmasters to fight.
Gong Banque kowtowed again, then carried Wang Xianzhi's body and, together with Yu Xinlang Lou Huang, headed further and further away towards the Kunlun Mountains in the northwest.
Li Chang'an looked at the Heavenly Gate that was shooting out celestial light in the sky, stretched out his right hand, and then a dragon roared out with a dragon's roar.
Deng Tai'a also shot out twelve flying swords, forming a locking formation that firmly bound the Heavenly Gate.
"I'll also lend a hand and shut this damn Heavenly Gate completely."
Li Chungang released his sword energy again, channeling it into Deng Tai'a's twelve flying swords, which began to pull and shrink the Heavenly Gate.
Li Chang'an's Dragon-Capturing Skill was incredibly powerful; the long dragon coiled around the twelve flying swords outside the Heavenly Gate, roaring and pressing the Heavenly Gate smaller and smaller.
The celestial light emanating from the Heavenly Gate grew weaker and weaker until it finally became as faint as a firefly's glow.
As the last ray of celestial light completely vanished, the Heavenly Gate was closed forever, severing all ties between heaven and earth, and immortals could no longer decide anything in the mortal world.
"Two sword gods, thank you for your help in this great battle."
In response to Li Chang'an's gratitude, Deng Tai'a and Li Chungang both waved their hands, saying, "We are just adding icing on the cake. Without you, Li Chang'an, this battle would not have been possible with just the old man and Deng Tai'a."
Deng Tai'a cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, take care. I will send the old sword god to his death."
Li Chungang wanted to die in front of the grave of the Green Robe in Fengdu so that Deng Tai'a could bury him. After his life was over, he didn't have much time left to live.
Therefore, Deng Tai'a's words were not wrong.
Before leaving, Li Chungang turned back and said, "Be good to the people. Xu Xiao is no good; don't follow his example."
After they finished speaking, the two walked away together, enjoying the carefree atmosphere under the setting sun.
Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, Li Chang'an fell into deep thought.
This world will soon reach its peak; having been an emperor in my past life, I want to be one in this one too.
I think I should change my profession in my next life; I'm getting a bit tired of it.
It seems like a job that allows one to control the power of the world, maintain the top position in power and wealth, and not have to work hard as an emperor is not easy to find.
Let's talk about the next life next time; who knows what the next life will be like?
With the dust settled on the Tang-Mang war, the various armies and masters were still pursuing the Northern Mang army. This pursuit would inevitably take them deep into the grasslands, and they wouldn't be able to return for at least ten days.
Li Chang'an arrived at the top of the city wall, where Hongshu was waiting for her, having been drumming all day and covered in sweat.
"Wow... even the princess's sweat smells good."
Even the most beautiful woman can't smell good when she sweats, but sweet potatoes are an exception. They not only have a natural fragrance, but they smell even better after sweating.
Sweet Potato casually brushed aside her messy hair and chuckled, "Your Highness is teasing me again."
"Zhang Fuyao went southwest. He's too fast; our people can't keep up."
Having followed Li Chang'an for many years, Hongshu naturally knew that Li Chang'an wasn't really looking for her to tease or amuse himself.
"Alright, you guard the city gate, I'll go check on this Sage Zhang."
As Li Chang'an spoke, he turned to Nangong Pushe, who was standing on the city wall in a daze, and said, "Let's go avenge you."
Before Minister Nangong could react, Li Chang'an had already stepped dozens of feet away. She lightly touched the city wall with her feet and followed after her from a distance.
The border between Youzhou and Liangzhou.
Zhang Fuyao, a Confucian and Taoist sage who has lived for eight hundred years, never imagined that the world had become like this; people's hearts have truly deteriorated.
Because he had expended a lot of energy in the battle, he was intercepted by Xie Guanying halfway through the battle. Xie Guanying openly said that he wanted to kill Zhang Fuyao to obtain his fortune.
If it were during his prime, Zhang Fuyao certainly wouldn't be afraid of Xie Guanying, but now it's hard to say.
Xie Guanying's lightness skill was truly strange, appearing and disappearing unpredictably, making him impossible to guard against.
“Old sir, you’ve lived for so long, you must be tired of living, why not leave this fortune to someone who is useful?”
Xie Guanying was quite pleased with himself, having taken advantage of others' good fortune during the great battle. He admired his own self-awareness.
But then, his laughter vanished as a hideous creature draped in a red robe suddenly appeared from the side.