Ming Dynasty: pacifying the rebellion and defending the border, dominating the world

Chapter 212 Rising Up in Resistance, Heavenly Sword

"Nine Questions of the Heavenly Blade".

"Dominating the world."

"Eight-way freestyle poker".

"The Great Buddha Hand of Pure Emptiness".

"A lone goose at sunset."

"The Immortal Seal Technique: Taking Death as Life"

One by one, the terrestrial immortals rose up in resistance. Heavenly Blade Song Que, Yan Kuangtu, Ning Daoqi, Heavenly Monk, Martial Venerable Bi Xuan, Shi Zhixuan, and others all made fierce moves, just to tear apart the colossal hand that posed a deadly threat to them.

Li Wuyi slightly raised his chin, revealing a haughty and cold smile: "Overestimating yourself."

"Boom!"

Above the sky, a colossal handprint pressed down, as if the entire heavens were falling. Wherever the handprint touched, whether it was Dugu Qiubai's swordplay of "Man and Sword Without Self," Yi Tianxing's twelve sword techniques combined into one after he became a terrestrial immortal, or the fifteenth sword that did not belong to the mortal realm, all were crushed.

“Puff, puff, puff!”

One by one, the once mighty and awe-inspiring land immortals began to cough up blood as if a chain reaction had been triggered.

Phagpa's Heaven-Shattering Earth-Shattering Spiritual Technique, which originated from nothingness and moved immeasurably, was still shattered by that palm strike that carried a hundred miles of primordial energy. He was almost devoured by the backlash, his spirit destroyed, and he was turned into an idiot.

However, even terrestrial beings are not invincible.

After the counterattacks of the various terrestrial deities, the colossal hand that blotted out the sky and pressed down on the firmament was finally defeated by the combined efforts of everyone and remained suspended in the air, never to fall.

"Interesting." Li Wuyi's lips curled up, revealing a hint of appreciation.

The difference between a celestial being and a deity is so vast that, to exaggerate a bit, it's comparable to the difference between a deity and a martial artist below the innate level. The fact that everyone was able to defeat him with that palm strike truly surprised Li Wuyi.

Of course, that's all.

"Next comes the main course. I hope you can hold them off." Li Wuyi sneered, raising his hands to the air. More than a dozen beams of light appeared in the sky behind him, gradually evolving from weak to strong into a spear a hundred feet long.

The spears were hundreds of feet long, as dense as raindrops.

Anyone who sees this scene would feel despair.

Li Wuyi sat high above the heavens, while the heroes below seemed like a swarm of ants.

"This guy Wuyi, he actually learned that move that His Highness taught Instructor Yang back then?"

"Wow, although it's flashy but impractical, the effect is indeed amazing."

"Under the heavens and man, facing Li Wuyi's ability to gather qi into a spear and condense it into a hundred feet in the air, no one would doubt that he has the sharpness to suppress everything. I'll think about it later."

The Tian Ce and Cang Yun soldiers who came with Li Wuyi couldn't help but complain when they saw this scene, but most of them were envious.

In terms of power and realm, they are not too different.

With the resources allocated to them by their own prince, they will all be able to reach Li Wuyi's level sooner or later.

However, the changes in moves and the application of power are definitely not as cool as Li Wuyi's current style.

The soldiers of Cangyun, in particular, were almost moved to tears by the sight, their eyes brimming with envy.

They could ignore it, but the crowd below felt their hair stand on end, more terrified than if they had seen the end of the world. Many of them had a mental breakdown and turned to flee.

"Li Wuyi, isn't he a terrestrial immortal?" Zhao Min stared intently at Li Wuyi with a look of doubt.

"go with!"

Li Wuyi sneered, "If you escape, what's the point of this show?"
"How to do?"

"Fight him!"

"Damn it! I'll fight!"

"Behold my Dugu Nine Swords."

"The Heavenly Blade asks nine questions, this blade questions the heavens."

"How could my Yan Kuangtu end here? Kill!!"

"Amitabha! Though I am weak, I am not an ant. I will not let you kill me! Great Brahma Palm!" No one was willing to be suppressed and killed. Even though they had to face Li Wuyi, who was so strong that he was completely unlike the celestial beings described in history, they still chose to fight to the death.

Sword light, blade energy, spear light, bloodlust, fists, and boundless courage.

Everyone roared, unleashing their absolute limits, even beyond their limits, to resist the barrage of countless spears raining down upon them.

But, is it useful?
Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
People often see rain falling from the sky, but when have they ever seen a rain of gunfire?

Each hundred-foot spear beam contains the power of heaven and man. Although it is weak and insignificant, it is no less than the full-force attack of a terrestrial immortal. Except for a few people who have almost touched the threshold of the terrestrial immortal realm.

People like Ning Daoqi, Martial Venerable Bi Xuan, and Yan Kuangtu.

He was blasted by the spear's edge almost instantly, coughing up blood, and it took him almost all his strength to barely defend himself.

The group of celestial masters behind them were even more desperate.

Even immortals on land would find it difficult to withstand; such spear light meant certain death for them, with no chance of survival.

On the ground, the various factions of the Great Sui Dynasty, the two demonic sects and six paths, the righteous Jingnian Temple and Cihang Jingzhai, and the four great clans were all on the verge of collapse, fleeing for their lives, hoping to escape this place.

"enough!"

Just when everyone was in despair.

A clear, cold voice, accompanied by an unimaginable pressure, suddenly descended, and the rain of spear light was instantly transformed into a sky full of vital energy.

Bang bang bang!
Although it's not directed at everyone.

But the moment the woman appeared, splitting the sky as if descending from beyond the heavens, everyone present—whether it was Zhu Fajia with his celestial physique, Dugu Qiubai and Yi Tianxing, whose swordsmanship had reached its peak, or Xie Xiaofeng, who wielded a sword that did not belong to the mortal realm—was all forced to bend over.

Uncontrollably, they were forced back down from the sky to the desolate ground.

Are there any experts?

Everyone looked terrified, feeling as if the whole world had become unfamiliar. When did the earthly immortals, who were hailed as the pillars of heaven in various countries, become like ants on the ground and roadside weeds, at the mercy of others?

First, there was Li Wuyi, a terrestrial celestial being.

Yet another, even more terrifyingly powerful individual.

What happened to the saying that a terrestrial celestial realm is hard to find even once in a hundred years?
How come two of them suddenly appeared?

"What Your Highness desires is the Heavenly Sword, not slaughter." Yan Yimei looked down at the assembled heroes, her clear and cold voice reaching everyone's ears, giving them a feeling of both despair and quiet relief.

Li Wuyi chuckled coldly: "These people don't know what's good for them. Then I will suppress them all, and the Heavenly Sword will naturally be in my hands."

"Really?"

Another sneer rang out, like a thunderclap in everyone's ears.

After exchanging a glance with Yan Yimei in the sky, Zhao Min suddenly burst into wild laughter: "Outside Jiayuguan, I can come and go as I please. How can you be so sure that you can keep me here?"

"Land-based Celestial Realm?"

Two exclamations rang out simultaneously.

It was Yan Yimei and Li Wuyi. Everyone was shocked to hear this. Although they had guessed that Zhao Min might have already entered the terrestrial celestial realm with the help of the He Shi Bi, they never expected it to be true.

"Although you have broken through the realm, you are only at the initial stage of the Celestial Realm. You have no chance of winning against us." Yan Yimei seemed hesitant, her voice tinged with apprehension.

"Really?"

"Would you like to witness the power of the Heavenly Sword combined with the Jade Disc?" Zhao Min's noncommittal voice resounded, and as her words fell, a sword light pierced through the sky, tearing the heavens and earth apart, as if a god in the heavens was wielding a sword.

The tip of the sword alone was hundreds of feet long and tens of feet wide.

It was as if a giant sword, seemingly reaching to the heavens and the earth, was about to cleave the world apart and fall down.

Compared to the previous barrage of gunfire unleashed by Li Wuyi, the shock caused was completely incomparable.

Before anyone could make a move, a terrifying pressure, as if the heavens were collapsing and stars were falling, suddenly descended upon everyone's shoulders—a power beyond anyone's imagination.

Heavenly Sword, Heavenly Sword.

It refers to heaven and earth as a sword, and can also be called the Heavenly Sword.

(End of this chapter)