Ten years of dormancy: Starting as a martial arts master at the pinnacle

A hundred-foot-tall, blood-red giant with cold, indifferent eyes.

He looked down with disdain at the ants at his feet.

Among this swarm of ants, the crimson giant quickly discovered Li Changqing's presence.

Those eyes grew increasingly cold.

A gigantic, blood-red hand descended from the sky, its slap seemingly intent on turning Li Changqing into a bloody pulp.

The soldiers of the Great Zhou were unparalleled in bravery.

They guarded Beimo City for several years, more than ten years, or even longer.

They had also witnessed the battle of the carefree sword immortals, including the Great Carefree Sword Immortal...

They originally thought that no matter what happened, they wouldn't be surprised anymore.

The blood-red statue before them completely shattered their expectations.

They still don't understand enough about the military power in this world.

That crimson giant alone could probably slaughter the entire Northern Desert City completely...

"The Golden Dragon Hero!"

While the Beggars' Sect leader, Golden Dragon Hero, was undoubtedly powerful, he was no match for a monster of this caliber.

He probably has no other options!

The soldiers of the Great Zhou were filled with heartache.

Among the heroes of the martial arts world, there are very few whom they can truly admire.

The leader of the Beggars' Sect, the Golden Dragon Hero, happens to be one of them. And he's the most important one.

Seeing that the Golden Dragon Hero was about to perish in front of this blood-red statue, how could they not be heartbroken?

"The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, Flying Dragon in the Sky!!"

Li Changqing had no intention of obediently waiting to die; he directly struck out with his palm.

A golden dragon, twenty zhang long, was photographed, and in the eyes of others, it was definitely a behemoth.

But in front of that hundred-foot-tall blood-red statue, the golden dragon looked like a small snake.

The blood-red statue grabbed the golden dragon with one hand, and squeezed it hard after holding it.

"puff!!"

Golden afterglow instantly spread across the battlefield.

The masters of the grasslands and the experts of the Jin Kingdom had seen Li Changqing make a move before.

They were deeply impressed.

This Beggar Clan leader, Golden Dragon Hero, was capable of facing the Three Masters of Tuoba, or even when surrounded by hundreds of them.

He remained expressionless throughout.

His Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms technique was unparalleled on the battlefield, causing widespread destruction.

Nowadays, judging from his actions, he doesn't seem to be anything special.

Of course, they all knew perfectly well that this situation arose entirely because of the blood-red idol.

This statue is incredibly powerful!

Even the mighty Golden Dragon Hero was like an ant. His resistance was almost laughable.

"A half-step supreme being and a true supreme being are worlds apart."

Tuoba Sanjue shook his head from a distance.

This blood-red statue can only unleash a portion of the Great Shaman's power.

But that was the power of a great shaman.

No matter how strong the Golden Dragon Hero is, he can at most contend with a half-step Supreme.

The two are not even on the same level.

Just as everyone was thinking this, a blood-red hand descended from the sky, this time targeting Li Changqing.

Li Changqing quickly dodged.

His movements, though not graceful, were incredibly fast.

After dodging the two palm strikes, Li Changqing shouted, "Dragon Soars Through the Heavens!"

Seeing that the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms could not cause any damage to the blood-red giant, Li Changqing directly unleashed a golden dragon and sat on it.

Riding the golden dragon, Li Changqing constantly used his palm techniques to change direction.

A giant, blood-red hand descended from the sky.

One palm strike, two palm strikes, three palm strikes...

That palm technique was terrifying; if it touched Li Changqing, it could probably kill him instantly.

Unfortunately, the smaller golden dragon carried Li Changqing, circling around the blood-red statue's body, and no matter how he attacked, he couldn't hit it.

far away.

The handsome young man was pale.

Clearly, controlling this crimson giant was extremely taxing on him.

Such a huge expenditure, if we can completely eliminate Li Changqing.

He thought it was worth it.

The Golden Dragon Hero currently holds a very high position in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Eliminating him would definitely cause a significant drop in the morale of the Great Zhou.

But he couldn't catch it.

The difference between him and the second shaman in commanding the blood-red statue is undoubtedly enormous.

Under these circumstances, it's already quite an achievement that he's managed to get this far.

"Since you're buzzing around like a fly, I'll grant your wish. I won't hit you anymore!"

The scholar with the fair face made up his mind and directly commanded the crimson giant to run towards the Northern Desert City.

The city wall was over twenty zhang high.

Even for martial artists, this level is very difficult to surpass.

But in front of the blood giant, the wall only reached his knees.

He ran over in a few steps, got into a fighting stance, and kicked with all his might.

Li Changqing kept riding on the golden dragon, trying to find a solution.

He didn't care about revealing his strength.

However, the Emperor of the Great Zhou had previously hinted at some information to him, and he could not reveal it for the time being.

Once he reveals his strength, all of Li Zheng's plans will be in vain.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the crimson giant ran to the city wall and kicked it down.

"boom!!"

The Northern Desert City Wall, which has protected the Great Zhou Dynasty for hundreds of years, is the most solid fortress of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

It was kicked open and a huge gash was created!

This gaping hole was at least four or five zhang wide.

Not to mention soldiers, even large siege weapons can be transported there.

As the city walls collapsed, many of the Great Zhou soldiers who had been guarding those areas died.

Limbs severed, screams echoing across the fields, rivers of blood flowing...

Li Changqing's anger surged, and his patience had reached its limit.

The crimson statue had no intention of stopping there; it kicked several more times before charging into the battlefield.

The fighting between the two sides was already fierce.

Now, with the blood-red statue involved, this place has become a battlefield of carnage.

Because the statue was so enormous, its attacks were indiscriminate, affecting both friend and foe.

The entire battlefield had turned into a carnage, with over ten thousand people already dead or wounded.

After this disruption, the numbers have at least doubled, or even more.

Li Changqing couldn't hold back any longer.

Although he hadn't been at the border for long, he had actually drunk with these soldiers, eaten meat with them, and boasted to them.

Those once vibrant lives are now all dead.

Moreover, their deaths were merely part of a scheme orchestrated by those in power.

"Great Shaman, you have already chosen your path to death!"

Li Changqing's eyes flashed like lightning. He sheathed his black dagger and prepared to fly over.

Just as Li Changqing was about to take action, a beam of light suddenly flew in from inside the Great Zhou.

Li Changqing, who was originally about to make a move, stopped what he was doing after seeing the sword light.

That's more like it.

How could the perception of a powerful being be so poor?

The situation has escalated so much that even the high shaman has personally intervened.

How could their supreme ruler of the Great Zhou Dynasty remain unmoved?

Isn't this coming?

With that thought in mind, Li Changqing rode on a golden dragon and immediately flew towards the Grandmaster Battlefield.

Now that their supreme beings have made their move, they are naturally bound to achieve a great victory.

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