In the beginning, he was ranked alongside An Shigeng as a spoiled brat.

This is an extremely sarcastic and insulting act, especially in front of all the heroes of the world.

Faced with Zhang Xiaoshan's mockery, Wei Wuya, who was already mentally unstable, suddenly slapped his wheelchair, and the legless man suddenly rose into the air. His claws, like those of a ghost, carried a thick and sinister force, and he pounced on Zhang Xiaoshan like a ghost.

"court death!"

Mysterious Dark Divine Palm!

The moment Wei Wuyuan closed in, Zhang Xiaoshan didn't even look at him and struck out with a palm.

No matter how many variations or follow-up moves Wei Wuyuan made in his pounce, Zhang Xiaoshan's palm strike was so fast that, in everyone's eyes, it was just a simple raise of his hand that struck Wei Wuyuan squarely in the chest.

The speed at which it disappeared made everyone realize that it was a deception of the eyes.

Even if Wei Wuyuan's head was spinning, he couldn't possibly just crash into it like that.

Pfft!

Wei Wuyuan's small body rolled to the ground, his face pale, even his brows frosty, but his sinister and cunning rat-like eyes were filled with resentment.

"why?"

Filled with doubt and resentment, he died with his eyes wide open.

Everyone thought it was Wei Wuyuan's resentment at his own incompetence, but only Zhang Xiaoshan knew the truth.

Just now, when he struck Wei Wuyuan with his palm, he felt a needle-like sensation, like Huang Rong's soft armor, which was probably coated with a deadly poison.

Unfortunately, Zhang Xiaoshan's Golden Cauldron Iron Shirt, with its eight cauldrons of defense, was no less effective than the Twelve-Level Golden Bell Shield, making it impossible for him to be ambushed.

"Who else?"

He was so powerful that he could kill a rat with a single blow, and he was the leader of the Twelve Zodiacs. Everyone was shocked.

They naturally knew that the Xuanming Divine Palm was just a casual palm strike and not a powerful martial art at all.

Compared to the domineering power of the Heavenly Crippled Divine Skill just now, it's not even in the same league.

"I am the Underworld Emperor of the Xuanming Sect, here to test the Xuanming Divine Palm of the Golden-Faced Buddha!"

The Underworld Emperor, with his equally dwarf-like body, struck Zhang Xiaoshan with a palm strike from mid-air.

"Innocent!"

Seeing the Underworld Emperor's methods, Zhang Xiaoshan naturally knew what the other party was thinking, so he swept out a leg in mid-air.

A powerful and overwhelming leg force, carrying an earth-shattering momentum, struck Zhang Xiaoshan like a rolling gourd before the Underworld Emperor could even get close, sending him flying.

If it weren't for the Hades Emperor's incredibly profound internal strength, this kick would have been enough to take his life.

"You all disregard the code of chivalry, yet you expect me to uphold it. Do you think I'm an idiot?"

puff!

The internal injuries that the Underworld Emperor had been suppressing were suddenly triggered by Zhang Xiaoshan's mocking remark, causing him to cough up blood.

"Let's attack together. If you're trying to wear me down, then who knows who will take the second, third, and fourth kicks... I guarantee that the power will not diminish within a hundred kicks!"

"Let's see if you exhaust my vital energy first, or if I'll slaughter all of you experts first!"

Hiss...

Upon hearing Zhang Xiaoshan's confidence and provocation, a look of displeasure immediately appeared on everyone's faces.

None of them wanted to be a second or third person; by comparison, attacking together was the best option.

Who wouldn't want to reap the benefits without lifting a finger?

"I have heard that the swordsmanship of the Guigu lineage of the Later Zhou Dynasty is unparalleled in the world, and the leader of the Quicksand is one of the top swordsmen in the world."

"I was never one to practice swordsmanship, but today I have a sword technique I wish to share. Commander Wei, please offer your guidance!"

Zhang Xiaoshan looked at Yaoyue, who then waved her hand, and a long sword flew from behind her and shot towards Zhang Xiaoshan.

At the same time, her figure moved like a swallow breaking through the air, and her proud and elegant figure, like a lone wild goose, landed in the arena again, with a similar longsword in her hand, and the words 'Lady' were engraved on the blade.

"This sword is called the Gentleman's Sword, but it cannot be considered a divine weapon."

This sword is the one that symbolized our love, created by me and Palace Mistress Yaoyue. This is the first time I've used it since it was created.

"Today, all who come for the Dragon Balls, I will use this sword to slay their blood!"

Upon hearing Zhang Xiaoshan's words, Zhou Ren, who had been hesitant, immediately stood up.

They fear not only the Heavenly Crippled Divine Skill, but also the sword techniques created by those who do not understand the way of the sword.

At most, he just has deeper internal strength; that's nothing special.

In an instant, behind the Underworld Emperor, there were dozens of people, including the Water and Fire Judges, the four great masters of the Demonic Path, and black-clad experts lurking in the shadows. Among them, seven figures stood out remarkably—

One man stood nine feet tall, with a robust and imposing physique, wielding a greatsword seven feet high and seven inches wide; another was eight feet tall, holding a golden dragon and phoenix ring; yet another wore a golden dragon mask, his tiger-like eyes gleaming…

The Four Heavenly Kings of the Flowing Sands were about to make a move, but Wei Zhuang stopped them.

Others might think Zhang Xiaoshan's sword strike was childish, but to him, it was anything but simple.

"are you ready?"

"Ok!"

Suddenly, the two clasped hands, and Zhang Xiaoshan was captivated by the softness of her delicate hands.

Beneath the mask of the Moon Invitation, a flushed red color tinged with intense heat.

However, the true qi within his body was unusually cold, and instantly merged with the pure yang true qi transmitted from Zhang Xiaoshan's hand.

Unbeknownst to them, their auras had merged into one.

In an instant, what everyone saw was not two golden Buddhas or Guanyin masks, but a celestial being descended from the heavens, a flying goddess descending from the void.

Flying Immortal Sword Technique!

The Yin and Yang sword techniques are not mysterious sword techniques at all.

But at this moment, with the blessing of the combined Yin and Yang Qi in their hands, the power of their combined sword techniques underwent a qualitative change.

Like the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique, it barely even qualifies as a third-rate sword technique on the surface.

However, with the blessing of the Evil-Repelling Technique, it is exceptionally ghostly and incredibly powerful, making it worthy of being ranked among the top sword techniques.

At this moment, not only did their true qi merge, but their affectionate gazes and the mutual attraction of their yin-yang sword techniques transformed into tangible sword light, like a love that could topple cities.

"Across all directions!"

Sensing the rising sword aura, as if a celestial sword were descending, Wei Zhuang made the first move.

As Shark Tooth swung, sword energy surged, and a sword beam as swift as thunder swept across.

"Break it for me!"

The black swordsman, also filled with boundless fighting spirit, unleashed the immense power of his Great Sword, carrying the force of wind and thunder, as it crashed towards the center of the combined sword strike.

The Heavenly Demon Formation!

The four elders of the Demonic Sect were not merely there to make up the numbers; with their combined efforts, a sinister and eerie power coalesced into a massive demonic force field.

Chapter 190 Zhang Sanfeng, with his unparalleled sword, arrived just in time.

The combined sword light of the two swords almost instantly transformed into a dazzling sword beam, sweeping across the heavens and earth.

Most people around saw the sword energy erupt and sweep everything away.

In an instant, all the experts who participated in the siege fell to the ground one after another, seemingly dead.

But top experts like Bai Fenghuang, known for her speed, and the Underworld Emperor, who was too injured to participate in the battle, saw a sword shadow that was as fast as the speed of light, exchanging a move with everyone in almost an instant.

The moment the two swords combined, the speed was extreme, and the sword light was almost invisible to the naked eye.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that such terrifying swordsmanship existed in the world.

Those who can see and block this move may survive;

Those who couldn't see clearly, or those who were willing but powerless, almost all perished under the sharpness of this sword.

This sword strike was not only incredibly fast, but also possessed unparalleled sharpness and astonishing power; unless attacked by multiple enemies, it was likely that no one in the world could withstand its unparalleled sharpness.

Puff! Puff! Puff...

Only a handful of people survived: Wei Zhuang, the Black Swordsman, Shangguan Jin Hong... a very small number indeed.

In the middle, Zhang Xiaoshan and Yaoyue stood side by side, their hands clasped tightly.

Both were already at the Grandmaster level, and the two of them together could suppress the entire scene. What's more, their true qi merged, resulting in a qualitative change.

The moment the two swords combined, the power of yin and yang brought them into a state of harmony with nature.

The power of the Flying Immortal Sword Technique exploded to its extreme.

"Supreme Celestial Venerable, this old Daoist has arrived too late after all!"

Suddenly, a figure approached from afar, and everyone looked at the newcomer, their expressions changing.

"So it's Master Zhang, this junior greets you!"

"Ah, it's good that the layman is safe and sound, but..."

Alas, it's better to resolve conflicts than to let them fester. When will this constant fighting and killing ever end!

The last sentence was addressed to those living martial arts practitioners, but no one refuted it.

Because they were terrified by that sword strike.

That unstoppable sword strike, coupled with Zhang Xiaoshan's supreme Heavenly Crippled Divine Skill, meant that if Zhang Xiaoshan continued to attack, it was uncertain whether they could leave alive.

"Very well, since Master Zhang has stepped forward, I will give him face and get out!"

"The green hills remain unchanged... Farewell!"

The Underworld Emperor wanted to say a few harsh words, but when he saw the sword light shining from Zhang Xiaoshan's hand, he quickly turned and left with the five Yama Kings.

He couldn't even withstand a single kick from the Heavenly Cripple Divine Skill, let alone that terrifyingly invincible sword technique.

"Truly superb swordsmanship! Today, Wei Zhuang has witnessed an unparalleled swordsmanship in the world. I will come again to learn from you another day!"

Wei Zhuang's injuries were not serious, but they were not minor either.

If it weren't for the extreme yin and yang of his true qi being so domineering, Wei Zhuang would have been unharmed by this sword strike.

As a disciple of Guigu School, his swordsmanship skills are no joke.

"I've heard that the Guigu School also has a dual-sword technique, and I hope others can witness it."

"must!"

Wei Zhuang led the Four Heavenly Kings of the Flowing Sands away, suffering the least loss among those present.

From the very beginning, Tong sensed that this sword strike was extraordinary. It was something that could make Zhang Xiaoshan abandon the Heavenly Crippled Divine Skill. It could not be an ordinary sword technique.

He never expected that this sword strike would be so powerful, completely exceeding his understanding.

I'll come back another day to learn from you!

After finishing his sentence, the Ghost Swordsman, carrying his heavy wounds and a heavy sword, turned and left.

"Please, Buddha, spare my life!"

Shangguan Jin Hong, Murong Bo, the Hidden Dragon King, and Bian Bufu, the Demon Hidden, also bowed and retreated.

Mo Yin Bian Bufu survived only because of the Heavenly Demon Formation; otherwise, many experts present, no less skilled than him, would have been lying on the ground.

"When will this cycle of revenge end? Why risk your life for money that shouldn't be touched?"

Looking at the blood-soaked town of Zhuxian, the thousands of assassins, the Xuanjia Iron Cavalry shot to death by the divine crossbows, and even the innocent people who died tragically under the blade, even Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but feel sorrow and pity.

The major powers concealed their true intentions very well this time.

If Zhang Xiaoshan hadn't come here in person, no one would have realized the situation here.

Upon receiving the news, Zhang Sanfeng rushed here immediately, but he was too late; the carnage had already begun.

As for blaming Zhang Xiaoshan?

Zhang Xiaoshan was a victim and acted in self-defense. Does that mean it was wrong to donate 20 million taels of gold to build dikes and dredge waterways?

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These people lost their lives because of their greed, and they deserved it!