Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 498 All Directions Kill
"Wonderful."

Ren Shaoyang arrived on his sword and stopped three zhang in front of him.

"Riding the light across the vast expanse, your mind and spirit can gather and disperse freely, scattering to control raging waves, gathering like withered wood. You've grasped something truly remarkable."

This distance of three zhang is a perfect balance between offense and defense. Wu Wudi secretly regretted it, then laughed and said, "The Sword God has opened up a path, which has benefited me. Why don't you come closer and take another look at the scenery?"

Ren Shaoyang smiled slightly: "Enough nonsense. The emperor can read the qi and kill with a smile. Do you think I don't know what you're thinking?"

When Ren Shaoyang saw through Wu Wudi's thoughts, his heart sank slightly. He suddenly felt his blood and qi surge, almost boiling over.

He involuntarily took two steps back, his steps were extremely large, and with a crack, he broke a tile.

This retreat revealed its weakness.

Ren Shaoyang casually flicked his wrist, and his longsword unleashed a shower of fiery meteors that sprayed outwards!

Wu Wudi's expression was solemn, his figure was like a ghost, he did not retreat but advanced, and lightly struck out with a palm.

This palm strike, seemingly casual, was overwhelming and indestructible.

It is indeed the "Black Tortoise Divine Palm"!
Ding-ding-ding-ding!

The fiery red starlight that the dragon had transformed into shattered under this powerful kneading, turning into a sky full of mist.

Suddenly, Wu Wudi's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a sharp pain in his front and back, which startled him greatly.

For a moment, I was distracted.

With a flick of his wrist, the white-robed man unleashed a sword light as red as the setting sun, which swept towards him.

Wu Wudi stood atop the tower, the setting sun casting a fiery red glow behind him, and a sky ablaze with crimson light before him. He felt as if he were alone on a vast, boundless ocean, his heart filled with restlessness and turmoil, almost as if a demon had suddenly risen within him, leaving him unable to control himself.

In that instant, Ren Shaoyang gained the upper hand. Wu Wudi had not expected his supernatural abilities to be so strong that he used the same method against Ren Shaoyang, stirring up the true energy within him.

puff!
Blood spurted from his chest, and the excruciating pain instantly brought him to his senses. With a wave of his hand, he conjured up countless wondrous sights.

The blood, like weary birds returning to their nests, fell into his palm, gathered into a bundle, and he swung it away with a backhand!

Roar!
The blow was like a tiger's roar, the sound waves soaring into the sky, earth-shattering. Everyone present felt their ears ringing, almost losing their hearing.

Wu Wudi actually used his own blood to unleash his ultimate spear and staff technique.

"Tiger Roar Stick Collection"!
Ren Shaoyang flicked his wrist, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and a wave-like sword light surged up, scattering the blood-stained club like flowing cinnabar, falling gracefully in front of the two.

Wu Wudi swooped down along the tower with a whoosh, and Ren Shaoyang followed closely with his sword.

The two moved as fast as shooting stars, their eyes meeting, their expressions cold and indifferent.

Ren Shaoyang's gaze narrowed slightly, and he suddenly struck out with his palm.

Wu Wudi, suspended in mid-air, immediately extended a finger, striking Ren Shaoyang's palm and gently pushing it forward. But to his surprise, upon touching it, he found nothing there. Just as he was wondering what was going on, a sudden gust of sword wind surged from behind him.

He quickly dodged to the side, and with a crack, splintered pieces of wood flew from the tower behind him.

Wu Wudi felt a sharp pain as the broken wood pierced his body. He gritted his teeth and endured it, then swiftly descended.

Ren Shaoyang blocked the way and struck again with a palm!
Wu Wudi turned to dodge, but another gust of wind came from behind him.

"Flying sword!" The thought flashed through his mind, and he quickly bent down and kicked backward.

The sword wind nimbly brushed against his calf, slicing away a piece of his trouser leg and revealing his muscular calf.

Seeing that he was still two zhang away from landing, Wu Wudi roared, "Break!" Suddenly, he changed his move and struck at the top of Wu Wudi's head.

Now, with the thought of dying together with his opponent, he used his strength to protect his back and prepared to pierce the heart with his sword, determined to kill the white-robed man opposite him!

Seeing that he neither dodged nor flinched, Ren Shaoyang understood his intention, and with a swift movement of his arm, he unleashed a palm strike.

Two immense palm forces were unleashed simultaneously, colliding in mid-air.

In the night sky.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a loud bang was heard, shattering half of Leifeng Pagoda into pieces.

Suddenly, the crowd of heroes shouted in unison, their voices filled with terror.

The Leifeng Pagoda was seen leaning precariously, creaking and groaning, when suddenly it snapped with a loud crack, breaking like a mountain collapsing and a jade pillar crumbling.

Whoosh!
Roof tiles cracked, beams and pillars collapsed, and smoke and dust billowed into the sky, rising and falling, obscuring everything!

The crowd snapped out of their daze and began to clamor. Before the dust had settled, Ding'an approached Hongxiu and asked, "Little beggar, can you beat him?"

Hongxiu was gnawing on a spicy pouch and mumbled, "It has to be transformed by a dragon!"

"Your dragon transformation is too shameless!" Ding An frowned repeatedly, still shaken. "You have dragon scales on your body, dragon claws on your hands, and dragon flames enveloping you. You can't touch you or hurt you, you're like a red-hot steel ball!"

"So strong, is it my fault?" Hongxiu looked at him with dissatisfaction.

"It's not your fault, the problem is you always transforming into a dragon to beat me up!"

"If I don't hit you, am I supposed to hit the cripple?" Hongxiu rolled her eyes. "He's slippery, you can't hit him at all!"

"Sigh, you're right." Ding An chuckled. "By the way, are you going to use the Great Evil King?"

"My little sister really likes it; she wants it." Hongxiu smiled, her eyes suddenly reddening. Her little sister was online, "Brother Ding'an, I want a suitable weapon too~"

"Ha, it's been a long time, little sister!" Ding'an stepped forward and ruffled her hair.

My little sister tilted her head back, just like a kitten.

Suddenly, she blinked and grinned mischievously, "Brother Ding'an, be careful!"

Ding An froze, then subconsciously rubbed his hand again: "What's wrong?"

"What the hell are you doing, treating me like a giant cat?!" Hongxiu roared angrily, raising her elbow.

But then she saw crimson dragon scales appear on her skin as she swung her elbow at him.

Ding'an's muscles were bulging like dragons, a coppery green color, and he was taut as he took the elbow strike.

"when!"

Ding'an puffed out his cheeks, covered his mouth, and rushed to the shore, vomiting violently.

But they cleaned up yesterday's West Lake Fish in Vinegar Sauce.

Just as the crowd was making a ruckus, amidst the clamor and dust, two figures leaped into the air, flying eastward and then back westward, like shooting stars streaking across the sky, their voices like thunder, startling and dazzling.

Sometimes the two hovered in mid-air, floating and sinking; sometimes they tumbled and rolled, creating whirlwinds.

Suddenly, a loud "thud" was heard, and Ren Shaoyang was kicked out and embedded in the ground.

With a whoosh, the Sword God leaped up, swinging his sword, which was over twenty feet long, and lashed out.

boom!
Wu Wudi's face twitched, his hair and beard flew wildly, and he crashed into the stone wall with a bang, cracking and denting the stone, creating a human-shaped pit.

The burly man was pressed against the wall, his limbs outstretched, his face twitching repeatedly, and flames leaping about.

"Owner!"

Upon waking, Wu Bei cried out in alarm and tried desperately to move forward, but his injuries had not yet healed, and after only a few steps, he was too weak to kneel down again.

"I'm not fucking dead yet!" Wu Wudi cursed angrily. "This is just the beginning!"

"Oh?" Ren Shaoyang came over with his hands behind his back. The sword blades around him sometimes came together and sometimes disappeared, as soft as ribbons and as hard as spears, strange and inexplicable.

"I asked you yesterday, do you have any more cards to play?"

"There are plenty!"

Wu Wudi laughed loudly, and suddenly his body spun like a top, spinning so fast that it stirred up a whirlwind on the ground, sending sand and stones flying, making it impossible for everyone present to open their eyes.

Suddenly, ten identical figures appeared in the arena, shouting in unison, "Kill all from all directions!"

But then he appeared, his body shrouded in sand and dust, his form indistinguishable, leading nine identical people as he suddenly rushed forward.

Swifter than an arrow released from a bow, the bricks and stones on the ground leaped up, caught in a whirlwind, tumbling and rolling, straight towards Ren Shaoyang!

Everyone present was stunned, never expecting that there was such a miraculous martial art in the world that could multiply one into ten!
Ding An gaped open, exclaiming repeatedly, "Good heavens, could Wu Wudi, that scoundrel, be an Indian?"

"Indians?" Hongxiu asked, puzzled. "What do you mean?"

"The cripple once said that the Indians have a unique skill," Ding An said seriously. "When you see an Indian, there are at least ten, or even a hundred, Indians hiding behind him!"

"What's the matter?"

Hongxiu exclaimed in horror, "Is this a person or a cockroach?"
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P.S.: I'm a dog if I watch LPL again.

(End of this chapter)