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

Chapter 330 A Hairstyle of Despair, Cat and Mouse
The battle outside the capital city instantly alarmed everyone.

"There are more experts??"

"This is... celestial beings fighting??"

"The sky has been torn apart again, resembling a scene of shattered void. Is this really just an ordinary celestial being on land? Could it be that another immortal has descended to the mortal realm?"

No one could have imagined that not long after the immortals of the lower realm were killed, another epic battle would break out outside the capital, and the two sides involved were clearly beings who had surpassed the terrestrial immortals.

The Night Emperor, an old man with no name.

The immoral Taoist and other terrestrial immortals all looked on in astonishment.

"Such domineering power, exactly the same as that of the one in the palace. Is he a master of the Heavenly Strategy?" The Night Emperor saw through the clues at a glance, but was stunned and speechless. The Heavenly Spear Light that stretched across the sky and made the world lose its color was too fierce and terrifying.

Even though it wasn't aimed at them, it still made him tremble with fear from dozens of miles away, his hair standing on end, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

“A terrestrial celestial being, and not just one.” The old man who was painting frowned deeply. He had once almost stepped into the realm of a terrestrial celestial being, so he was more familiar with the power of this realm.

More than one terrestrial celestial being?
The Night Emperor's pupils contracted.

"what?"

The old man painting suddenly exclaimed in surprise, looking towards a certain spot outside the capital: "Is that... that old madman here too?"

Old madman?
Upon hearing this, the Night Emperor instantly realized what was happening.

"Master Zhang of Wudang?"

"Who else could it be but him?"

"He's come to the capital too, could it be..."

"Don't overthink it." The old painter rolled his eyes and said with disdain, "Although that old madman promised those two that he would keep an eye on the Ming Dynasty, he's not stupid. He wouldn't fight with that person for the sake of the Zhu family."

"Besides, this is an internal power struggle within your Zhu family. He didn't make a move back then, so why would he make a move now?"

Zhang Sanfeng would protect the safety of the Ming Dynasty, but that doesn't mean he was the Zhu family's nanny.

If foreign enemies invade and threaten the safety of the Ming Dynasty, based on the old man's understanding of him, he might even take the Zhenwu Sword and go down the mountain to slaughter them.

However, Zhang Sanfeng would never interfere in the power struggle within the Zhu family.

Otherwise, Zhu Qizhen would not have been able to stage the Southern Palace Restoration back then.

Upon hearing this, the Night Emperor nodded sullenly.

"That Prince Su has completely dropped his pretense."

"Aren't those outside the capital the true strength and trump cards of the Xuanjia Secret Guard?"

"The celestial phenomena are all clustered together, and there are dozens of terrestrial deities. It's a power that truly inspires despair!"

"I wonder what kind of force it is, or what heavenly law it violated, to warrant such a grand and ostentatious suppression from His Highness." The old man muttered to himself, his face full of confusion and curiosity.

……

"boom!"

Outside the capital, Li Wuyi exuded unparalleled power, golden true energy swirling around him, his black hair dancing wildly, his eyes deep and unfathomable, as he continuously swung and smashed down a golden dragon halberd.

The mountain, hundreds of meters high, was cleaved open by Li Wuyi's halberd. The mountain collapsed, countless rocks tumbled down, and the grass, trees, bamboo and stones on the mountain were directly crushed under such domineering and invincible power.

"puff!"

"you……"

Before the Demon Lord could utter a word, the golden dragon halberd, seemingly carrying the power of a thousand mountains, crashed down, causing him to cough up blood repeatedly, his arms to shatter, his legs to sink into the ground, and half of his body to almost explode.

"Noisy."

The halberd in Li Wuyi's hand gleamed with a cold light, and a terrifying killing intent spread.

It made the whole world seem as if winter had arrived, with icy frost quickly condensing in the air.

The Demon Lord took another blow head-on, half of his body covered in blood, which continued to gush out. His eyes were filled with indescribable frustration; he hadn't said a word!
"Traitorous scoundrel, I'm too lazy to talk to you, you're not worthy to listen." Li Wuyi seemed to see through his thoughts, and sneered. He stirred up the energy of heaven and earth, and a huge Dharma image appeared behind him, gathering a spear beam that was a hundred feet long and slashing down at him.

"This is..." The Demon Lord's pupils contracted, as if he had witnessed something unbelievable. But at this moment, he could not care about his shock and doubt. His body suddenly burst out with a dark light, shooting into the sky like an arrow, trying to break through the encirclement at all costs.

However, he still underestimated Li Wuyi, who was standing in front of him.

The overwhelming aura sealed off the heavens and earth. The Demon Lord, who was trying to escape by burning his essence blood with the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique, was horrified to find that the surrounding world was constantly slowing down. His speed was rapidly decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, until he rushed into the sky for five hundred feet and then could hardly move anymore.

"Impossible!!" The Demon Lord's eyes were bloodshot. He was a terrestrial celestial being, and a peak terrestrial celestial being at that. Unless it was Prince Su, Zhu Jinzhen, who personally took action, or the three people who had dealt with the immortals before.

Otherwise, who could stop him?
"boom!"

Ignoring the Demon Lord's terror, Li Wuyi appeared before him without warning, slamming him down from the sky with a single spear thrust, sending dust and dirt flying dozens of feet high.

"A frog at the bottom of a well cannot know the vastness of the sun and moon."

Li Wuyi took a step forward, spanning hundreds of feet, and appeared before the Demon Lord, who had been smashed into the ground by a spear, his bones shattered, and even his true energy scattered and unable to gather again.

Before the other party could struggle, he waved his hand and ordered the surrounding guards to pierce his collarbone, seal his acupoints, and drag him out like a dead dog.

"puff!"

Another figure exploded, filling the air with blood mist.

It was the other Xuanjia Secret Guards who took action and killed the experts from the Tianzhihen organization who had come with the Heavenly Monarch and the Demon Monarch. One by one, the Heavenly Phenomenon Realm, the Finger Profound Realm, and even two Land Immortals were all beaten to a pulp by the Secret Guards who bared their ferocious fangs.

"I heard that you have come up with many extremely vicious schemes and tricks to deal with His Highness." Jiang Yuyan, her face smeared with the blood of her enemies, stepped on a Grandmaster of the Celestial Phenomenon Realm with the Heavenly Mark, and repeatedly stabbed the person on the ground with a beautiful longsword in her hand.

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated, pfft..."

Before the Grandmaster of Celestial Phenomena from the Scar of the Sky could finish speaking, Jiang Yuyan pierced his chest with a sword. Then, she summoned several fist-sized rocks from afar and used her true energy to crush them into the wound she had stabbed.

Even with the composure of a grandmaster of celestial phenomena like Tian Zhihen, he was in so much pain that he almost fainted on the spot, screaming in agony.

"The Scar of the Sky, the Heavenly Lord and the Demon Lord".

"There are seven gods listed below, but where are your organization's Martial Emperor, Thousand Autumns, Three Officials, and Ziwei?"

Zhang Qing, dressed in snow-white red, wielded a whip that resembled a venomous dragon. Each strike dissipated the true energy of several Grandmasters of Celestial Phenomena before her, lashing her enemies one lash after another.

Her opponent's face would contort uncontrollably every time he was struck by the whip.

Pain, an indescribable, excruciating pain.

It was as if those whips were not striking their bodies, but striking their souls, causing excruciating pain.

"Be careful, her whip is poisoned."

"boom!"

The person who had just given the warning was whipped by Zhang Qing and sent flying backward like a spinning top, crashing hard into the ground. Half of his body was buried in the ground, leaving only his legs hopping around outside.

"Idiot, do I look like someone who uses poison?"

Zhang Qing glanced coldly at him, then looked at the few people from the Heavenly Scar who had already wanted to retreat but couldn't escape, and raised the whip in her hand that had been soaked in special salt overnight and dipped in special chili water.

"We are not aware of the situation of the adults."

"Wrong answer." Upon hearing this, Zhang Qing whipped the person who answered, leaving half of their body a bloody mess.

This scene caused the remaining people's pupils to shrink.

Only then did they realize that Zhang Qing was just playing cat and mouse, not trying to get anything out of them, but simply toying with them!

but……

They looked around, trying to find a way to escape.

To her despair, she found herself surrounded by secret guards, especially Lin Shiyin in the distance, who was holding a tiny knife and gazing at Zhang Qing with a gentle smile. She couldn't help but swallow hard.

Although being whipped a few times by Liu Qing was extremely painful, it was still better than being hit by those flying knives that could terrify even ghosts and gods!

That really can kill you.

(End of this chapter)