The Heavens: Man Covers the Heavens, Refines Treasures to Become an Emperor

Chapter 28 I am the leader of Tianxiahui

boom!
Xiongba could no longer hold up his body, blood kept flowing out of his mouth. He knelt on one knee, and the palace behind him was in ruins.

Click, click, click!
The ground beneath my feet collapsed, spreading in all directions like a spider web.

All the masters of the Tianxia Society looked towards this former overlord of the martial arts world with eyes filled with fear and sigh.

The power of a punch is so terrifying.

Blood spilled in the sky.

It also means that this hero is about to come to an end, which is a pity.

In just a few years, Tianxiahui swept across the country and conquered all underworld forces.

Its prestige even surpasses that of Wushuang City which has a thousand-year-old heritage. Xiongba has the possibility of becoming the supreme ruler of China.

But now, is Tianxiahui going to decline? It rose like a trend and also went to destruction just as quickly.

This kneeling also meant that the undefeated myth of the Tianxiahui was completely shattered under the iron fist of this martial arts legend.

The Tianxiahui will become a thing of the past.

Wen Chouchou, Qin Shuang, and the father and son Dugu Yifang had already collapsed into a pile of mud. They were closest to Xiongba's position. Even though Jiang Xuan did not target them, the terrifying fist intent and power still made them terrified.

There is great terror between life and death!
At this moment, they felt grateful for having escaped death, and were grateful that the punch that could break the world did not hit them directly.

Dugu Yifang was left with only bitterness and despair at this time. He thought that the only heroes in the world were Xiongba and himself. Although Xiongba had the ambition to conquer the world, he had a shallow foundation. He had the support of the Sword Saint, and Wushuang City had the trump card of Love in a Fallen City, so even Xiongba was nothing to worry about.

He always thought that he was the destined master, and inexplicably replaced the original Dugu Yifang. This replacement lasted for more than 20 years, and he became the true Wushuang City Lord.

If he is not the Lord of Heaven, then who is?

Now that the Supreme of Shenzhou is weak, Wushuang City may be able to replace him, and then he will be the Supreme of Shenzhou.

But now, all his ambitions were completely shattered by that punch just now.

"master!"

At this time, Qin Shuang reacted, forced himself to do something, and hurriedly ran towards Xiongba.

But at this moment, a purple phantom pounced towards Xiongba, rushed towards the ruins at lightning speed, and then disappeared.

The whole process happened in just a moment, and even Jiang Xuan was unable to stop it in time.

Just about to investigate further.

At this moment, a sharp sword intent came towards Tianxiahui from a thousand feet away.

While he was stunned, Xiongba's body completely disappeared.

There is no life left in Xiongba's body and there is no possibility of survival. Who is this purple phantom and why did he abduct Xiongba's body?

I felt something was wrong.

At this time, a voice came.

"Xiong Ba, I will use my sword as a token of my will. I will fight you to the death in seven days."

As the words fell, an old figure landed on the flagpole of the Tianxiahui, exuding a chilling sword intent from head to toe.

His hair is a sword, his eyebrows are swords, his hands and feet are swords, and his whole body is like a sword that can destroy the sky and the earth.

“Well, where’s Xiong Ba?

The visitor was puzzled. He had some feelings in his heart today and realized that Sword Twenty-Three could not be created by an ordinary person. He felt that he did not have much time left. After his death, Wushuang City would be annexed by the Tianxia Club. So he prepared to destroy Xiongba before the deadline. Whether this battle succeeded or not, he would eventually die.

"Well, Sword Saint Dugu Jian?"

Jiang Xuan looked at the person who came, with a thoughtful look on his face.

The fake Dugu Yifang was not killed by Nie Feng, and the Sword Saint still came out of seclusion and comprehended the Twenty-Three Swords?

It happened that he came over when he was about to investigate the whereabouts of Xiongba's body. In an instant, Xiongba's body disappeared.

Is it the corrective force of the world or is there some being intervening?

"God's will, are you the one behind this?" Jiang Xuan looked up at the sky and asked softly.

"God willing?"

The Sword Master was standing on the flagpole of Tianxiahui, wondering why Tianxiahui was in such a state of devastation, when he heard a nonsensical remark from the young man above him.

The Sword Master, who didn't know what was happening, realized that the man was standing in mid-air.

Standing in the air means reaching the realm of martial arts legend.

Considering the current ruins of Tianxiahui, could it be that Xiongba was killed by the person in front of him?

Although he created the world-destroying Sword Twenty-Three move, which could rival martial arts legends, he ultimately failed to reach that level and could not fight for a long time.

He learned swordplay at the age of three, became famous at the age of nine, created his own Holy Spirit Sword Technique, and fought all over the world. The only time he was defeated was when he was defeated by the Nameless Sword thirty years ago. He was proud of his martial arts talent and thought it was the best in the world. Now that he has mastered the Twenty-Third Sword, even Nameless cannot defeat him.

And now I see a handsome young man who is actually a martial arts legend. This terrifying talent...

"Your Excellency is standing in the air, and your martial arts are unrivaled. May I know your name?"

The Sword Master was curious.

"Jiang Xuan."

Jiang Xuan also looked at the Sword Saint, not wondering why the Sword Saint appeared in the Tianxia Association at this time.

Be it God's will or human will, all enemies standing in his way will be crushed under his fists.

Neither can the sky.

Jiang Xuan thought a lot. He wanted to repay the will of Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi for helping him realize the truth by using the dragon veins, eliminate the great demons in the world, stabilize Shenzhou, and deal with the great catastrophe of the ages. He needed only one voice in Shenzhou.

In order to repay the kindness of enlightenment, and also according to his true choice, he saw the hopeless future in the dragon vein, where a great demon appeared in the sky, oppressing the people, leaving the streets full of starving people and corpses everywhere.

Both Wushuang City and Shenzhou Supreme have long lived up to the prosperity and strength they achieved when they were first established.

Mingyue even often distributed porridge to feed the refugees in Wushuang City. It can be imagined that the city had already been corrupt internally.

There is no need to support this kind of force, so Jiang Xuan has to embark on a path of hegemony on his own.

Whether it is the Tianxia Association, Wushuang City, or the Supreme of Shenzhou, they will all be his targets.

The Sword Master had no grudge against him, but if he got in the way, he had already intended to test the Sword Twenty-Three.

At this time, a great battle ended and the sky returned to its original appearance. The dark sky gradually turned into a clear blue sky, and the thunder and lightning seemed to have never appeared.

Everyone below was now looking at the Sword Saint on the flag and Jiang Xuan above the sky.

I secretly wondered if the two would also have a big fight.

"Xiongba is dead. I am the leader of the Tianxia Association. Whoever is in favor will be in opposition."

Jiang Xuan looked at the people in the audience, his eyes scanning.

"The leader is wise, both civil and military, and he will rule the world by the will of heaven."

Countless people from all over the world knelt on one knee facing Jiang Xuan, and the signature slogan rang out.

"Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun will remain in their posts and will be in charge of the Shenfeng and Feiyun halls. A new Huolin hall will be established, with Duan Lang as the head of the Huolin hall."

Jiang Xuan's voice was not loud, but under the influence of his will, countless people below could hear it clearly.

"Dad, you see, my son has finally made it."

Duan Lang's face was filled with excitement, tears welling up in his eyes.

Ten years of forbearance, ten years of unremitting efforts. It was obvious that he was not inferior to anyone else, but his efforts did not win Xiongba's special treatment.

After meeting the master, he first guided himself to obtain the family heirloom Fire Scale Sword, and then allowed three people to share the Blood Bodhi and Fire Scale Pieces. He was even willing to learn the top ten martial arts himself. Now he appointed himself as the master of Fire Scale Hall.

Dad, you can rest in peace in heaven.

Under the command of the lord, I will definitely be able to show my talents and open up more territory for the Tianxia Association.

(End of this chapter)