From martial arts sects to immortality sects

Chapter 117 Unparalleled Beauty
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Wu Man'er rode alone out of the army and headed towards Wushen Pass.

Chang Wu's sharp gaze fell on Wu Man'er. He frowned. Wu Man'er gave him a very uncomfortable feeling. This was the first time he had felt this way since he took the Martial God Pill.

"Who goes there? State your name!"

Changwu shouted loudly, his voice startling the surrounding dust.

Wu Man'er held a long halberd, the heaviest weapon among the armies of the seven states, weighing 270 jin (approximately 135 kg). Ironically, it was the most suitable long weapon for him.

"Qingxiao Sect, Wu Man'er!"

Wu Man'er gathered all her strength and shouted loudly, her voice shaking the mountains and fields, no less powerful than Chang Wu's.

His shout startled the soldiers at Wushen Pass, and Changwu's spirited horse reared up, clearly frightened.

"Qingxiao Sect?"

A fierce glint flashed in Chang Wu's eyes. During this period, the King of Wei had invited many martial arts masters to come and help, so he was no longer surprised. He just felt that the name Qingxiao Sect sounded familiar, as if he had heard of it somewhere before.

Wu Man'er didn't understand psychological warfare. Following his second senior brother's instructions, he introduced himself and his background before charging towards Chang Wu.

The army of the seven states watched him, and more and more soldiers tensed up, their eyes following Wu Man'er intently.

When Changwu saw Wu Man'er charging straight at him, clearly not taking him seriously, he was immediately enraged. He spurred his horse forward.

The two sides charged faster and faster, kicking up two trails of dust, both unstoppable as they charged toward each other.

Wu Man'er raised her halberd with both hands and slashed it down with the force of splitting a mountain. Chang Wu raised his sword and tried to dismantle Wu Man'er's halberd from below.

when--

Wu Man'er's brows furrowed even more, and Chang Wu's expression changed slightly. The long weapons in their hands trembled, and the fierce horses beneath them were shaken to the point of exploding and dying, their flesh and blood flying everywhere.

The moment they landed, they launched another attack, like two demon gods fighting in a sea of ​​blood.

Chang Wu wielded a long sword in one hand and slashed horizontally. Wu Man'er held a halberd in her right hand and formed a palm with her left hand, striking out with a burst of surging energy, accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder.

boom--

The Nine Heavens Divine Palm was extremely powerful, forcefully sending Chang Wu flying. The terrifying energy stirred up billowing dust, sweeping in all directions.

Chang Wu flew a full ten zhang away. When he landed, his feet were still sliding backward. He slammed his long sword into the ground, trying to forcefully steady himself.

Just then, Wu Man'er suddenly threw the halberd in her hand.

With this throw, Wu Man'er exerted all her strength; her armor was almost bursting from her muscles, and her left foot, which served as the pivot, caused the ground to collapse.

A cold light flashed!

This strike was so fast that it was out of the sight of anyone in both armies, including Chang Wu.

Before Chang Wu could fully regain his footing, he saw Wu Man'er's movements, and his pupils dilated involuntarily.

Poof!

The halberd pierced through Changwu's armor, tearing him open, and the violent force pulled Changwu, who had fallen to the ground, back up, sending him flying backward at high speed.

The rampaging force, like a siege stone, crashed directly onto the city wall of Wushen Pass. The wall behind it cracked open, resembling a giant spider web, and the soldiers on the city wall all felt the pass tremble violently.

quiet!
The soldiers of both armies were dumbfounded, unable to believe their eyes.

From the moment Wu Man'er and Chang Wu began their fight, the battle ended in three moves, taking less than three breaths in total.

Chang Wu was nailed to the city gate, trembling all over, blood gushing from his chest, and he kept spitting out blood foam. His bloodshot eyes gradually lost their luster.

The mighty warrior, who could hold off ten thousand men, met his end here!
Wu Man'er remained in the posture of throwing the halberd, and the soldiers of the seven states behind him stared wide-eyed, deeply imprinting his figure in their hearts.

Wu Man'er pierced through Chang Wu's invulnerable body with a single halberd strike, sending him flying dozens of feet away. It was so shocking that many people looked as if they had seen a ghost.

"Kill! Attack the city!"

A deep, furious roar broke the silence, and the armies of the seven states erupted in a battle cry that shook the heavens and the earth and mountains.

What a magnificent sight it is to see ten thousand troops galloping!

King Wei and Pei Zhangzhi stood on the chariot, gazing at Wu Man'er's figure in the distance, both of them feeling awe.

Pei Zhangzhi exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, "Truly a peerless general, a god of war reborn."

The King of Wei's eyes practically lit up.

Li Sifeng laughed smugly, "I wasn't exaggerating, was I? This is my fifth senior brother. What arrogant martial arts? He's no match for him at all!"

The sounds of soldiers charging from all directions were deafening, yet King Wei still heard Li Sifeng's words. Coming to his senses, he burst into laughter and even reached out to pat Li Sifeng on the shoulder.

"Reward them! I will certainly reward you handsomely!"

A fierce siege is about to begin.

Although the morale of the imperial army was damaged by Chang Wu's sudden death, they were still confident in the face of thousands of troops, relying on Wushen Pass.

Wu Man'er charged toward Wushen Pass. The archers on the pass drew their bows and fired arrows, raining down like a collapsing sky. Despite his seemingly clumsy movements, he displayed agile footwork, easily dodging the barrage of arrows and quickly rushing toward the city gate.

Upon witnessing this scene, the soldiers from the seven provinces behind were filled with excitement and ran faster and faster.

Under their watchful eyes, Wu Man'er leaped across the protective river, his body tilting sideways in mid-air with his shoulders forward, like a boulder crashing into the city gate. The massive city gate was shattered by his attack, and the soldiers behind it were sent flying, screams of agony suddenly erupting.

Overbearing!

Violence!

Unstoppable! Wu Man'er's performance deeply stimulated the soldiers of the seven states, making them completely forget their fear and become extremely excited.

King Wei was extremely excited. He had never expected that Wu Man'er would not only forcefully kill Chang Wu, but also directly breach the city gate, saving the loss of the vanguard.

At that moment, King Wei seemed to see the throne beckoning to him.

at the same time.

On the mountaintop west of Wushen Pass, dozens of men in black, wearing demon masks, stood overlooking the great battle before Wushen Pass.

"Who is that person, and how could he be so powerful?"

The leader of the men in black asked in a deep voice, his tone revealing his shock.

A man in black behind him replied, "Chief, that man is Wu Man'er from Qingxiao Sect, Li Qingqiu's fifth junior brother."

"It's Qingxiao Sect again. Even Changwu, who is empowered by the Martial God Pill, is no match for them. No wonder Master Xuan sent us here."

The man in black, referred to as the Director, sneered and immediately ordered, "Prepare to go down the mountain. Our primary objective is to capture Wu Man'er of the Qingxiao Sect. Remember, he must be alive, not dead."

Dozens of men in black responded in unison.

Just as they were about to take action, a screech resounded through the sky, startling them into looking up. They saw a dark shadow hovering high in the sky, but because it was too far away, they couldn't make out what it was.

Just as the director was about to look away, a gust of wind descended from the sky, causing him and the other men in black to instinctively tense their muscles, and the surrounding woods were deformed by the pressure.

Before they could react, a whooshing sound came from the sky, and a sword gleaming with cold light swooped down and stopped on the cliff, right in the middle of them. A strong wind swept through the air, and grass clippings flew everywhere, clearing a large open space.

The director turned his head and saw that the eyes under the mask were wide open. He saw a sword hanging in front of him with the tip pointing down, and a person standing on one leg on the hilt.

It was Li Qingqiu!
As the sunlight shone down, even though he was dressed as a swordsman, he exuded an otherworldly, ethereal aura.

Upon seeing Li Qingqiu's figure, the dozens of men in black jumped back in fright. They looked at Li Qingqiu in fear, then looked up. Apart from the mysterious black figure, there was no other figure in the sky, not even a cloud.

"you……"

The director was startled. He couldn't understand where Li Qingqiu came from. Did he really fall from the sky?

The other men in black were terrified, unable to tell whether Li Qingqiu was a human or a ghost.

Li Qingqiu jumped off the sword hilt and landed to the side. He raised his hand to grasp the hilt and said, "If you want to go down the mountain to capture my junior brother, you'll have to get past me first."

Junior brother?

The director snapped out of his daze and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you from the Qingxiao Sect?"

"Li Qingqiu," Li Qingqiu said indifferently.

These three words terrified the group of men in black even more, because they all knew that the Demon Emperor had died at the hands of Li Qingqiu, the leader of the Qingxiao Sect.

Li Qingqiu raised his sword, pointed it at the director, and said, "Come on, you are surrounded by me, there is nowhere to escape."

These words provoked the director, who immediately drew his sword and shouted, "Arrogant! Kill! Cut off his hands and feet, turn him into a human stump, and bring him back to the capital!"

Dozens of men in black immediately drew their swords and attacked Li Qingqiu.

Down the mountain was a chaotic battlefield, while up the mountain was a fierce and deadly struggle.

The sounds of swords clashing rang out continuously. Li Qingqiu did not use any magic, but fought against these black-clad men who had taken the Martial God Pill with only his swordsmanship.

These men in black were far stronger than Su Xiling, a master of martial arts, and even stronger than Zhao Linglong.

It should be known that Zhao Linglong cultivates the Xuan Yin Technique and possesses two hundred years of internal energy.

This Martial God Pill is extraordinary!
Li Qingqiu could sense that their qi and blood were disordered, and there seemed to be a domineering force surging within their bodies. That should be the effect of the Martial God Pill.

These men in black are incredibly fast and agile; if they were placed on the battlefield, they would pose a tremendous threat.

Unfortunately, Li Qingqiu was even faster, and every time they crossed paths, he would strike them with his sword.

Li Qingqiu wasn't in a hurry to kill them; he wanted to see their limits.

The director swung his sword, unleashing a burst of energy, which Li Qingqiu easily dodged. With a turn, Li Qingqiu attacked the director.

Upon seeing Li Qingqiu approaching like a ghost, the director was startled and leaped into the air, swinging his sword once more.

Four men in black swung their swords from different directions, their blades creating a chaotic and unpredictable aura that left Li Qingqiu nowhere to hide.

However, the men in black were terrified when they saw that Li Qingqiu had simply shaken his sword and dispersed their sword energy.

They had never encountered such an opponent before; Li Qingqiu's strength left them feeling utterly powerless.

As members of the Imperial Guard, they would not simply run away.

The fierce battle continued, and Li Qingqiu constantly changed his movements, causing the men in black to suffer more and more injuries.

After about half an incense stick's time, some people couldn't hold on any longer, collapsed to their knees, bleeding profusely from their bodies, and eventually fell into a pool of blood.

The director was also covered in wounds and his speed was getting slower and slower. He looked at Li Qingqiu who was surrounded and felt fear and retreat.

Li Qingqiu turned around and met his gaze. He said coldly, "You'd better not run away. Doing so will only displease me. Even if you die then, you will face even greater torment."

These words chilled the men in black to the bone, and they looked at him with the same fear they had shown when facing Xuan Gong.

Just then, a notification suddenly popped up in front of Li Qingqiu's eyes:
[Given that this is the first time someone in your lineage has created a Spirit Gathering Array, thus opening the path of array formations within your lineage, you have been granted a fortunate opportunity.]

Spirit Gathering Array?
Who is such a genius?
Li Qingqiu was overjoyed, never expecting that a disciple could create such an unexpected joy for him.

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