I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

"The Nameless Hero!"

"A legend in the martial arts world!"

"God bless China, we are saved!"

Jue Wushen's pupils suddenly contracted, and a fleeting look of surprise crossed his eyes.

His arrogance surged back immediately, a contemptuous sneer curling at the corner of his mouth, regarding all the heroes of the world as worthless weeds:

"Recover your strength? Very well! Even in your prime, I have no fear! Since you're in such a hurry to reincarnate, I'll wipe you all out today, utterly extinguishing any hope the Central Plains martial arts world has for you!"

The murderous intent had barely begun when a shocking turn of events erupted like a thunderclap splitting the sky.

"kill!!"

"Kill those Japanese scum!!"

The shouts of battle shattered the heavens, and gaps opened in the crowd, allowing countless martial arts heroes, wielding sharp blades, to surge out like wolves and tigers.

Three figures, shrouded in terrifying killing intent, stood proudly at the forefront of the tide. Not only were they not swallowed up by the clamor, but they also acted like pillars of stability, suppressing the entire scene.

The left-hand figure moves with unpredictable, ethereal movements, concealing deadly intent within flowing sleeves, while the twin sleeve swords flick like venomous snakes—this is none other than the Dragon Sleeve technique of the Kuaiyi Sect.

On the right stands a towering, majestic figure, his fierce expression like that of a Vajra, his iron arms whipping up a foul wind—he is none other than the Dragon King, whose strength can uproot mountains.

Standing in the center, his figure was agile and swift, his eyes like those of a hawk, coldly surveying the entire scene. In his hand, the longbow was drawn to its fullest extent, the chilling intent of the arrow was drawn but not released, it was the divine arrow Phoenix Dance!

collapse!collapse!collapse!

The bowstring snapped, and a barrage of arrows transformed into deadly streaks of light. Several Ghost Demons screamed and fell to the ground, arrows piercing their brows, dying with their eyes wide open!

Dragon King Longxiu descended the mountain like a tiger, leading hundreds of righteous men into the enemy ranks. In an instant, they broke through the outer defenses and approached the high platform, filling the square with a bloody storm.

Jue Wushen stood proudly with his hands behind his back, unmoved by the murderous aura rushing towards him. His eyes held only arrogance, regarding all the heroes of the world as nothing, and he regarded the whole battle as a monkey show that was courting death.

"A bunch of rabble, daring to come and die?" Godless didn't even bother to glance at them, waving his hand and giving the order.

"Jedi! Skywalker! It's up to you."

"Yes, sir! Imperial Guards, listen to my command! Kill without mercy!!"

Two figures flew down, and tens of thousands of imperial guards surged like an iron torrent. Their gleaming armor and forest of swords and spears instantly transformed into a meat grinder, launching a frenzied attack on Long Xiu and his men.

In an instant, the vast square was filled with flying blood and flesh. The once flat and open white marble ground was now completely transformed into a brutal killing field!

boom!!

With a thunderous roar, two arrogant figures appeared as if the surrounding battlefield of carnage were nothing, using the momentum of the surging heads as stepping stones to leap forward, like two startled swans skimming through the clamor, heading straight for the high platform!

The old man had a face full of scars, carried a thick-backed gold knife, and exuded a fierce and tiger-like aura of swordsmanship!

The young man beside him had black, curly hair, his left sleeve was empty, his right arm was surrounded by sword energy, and his eyes were as cold as ice!

Taking advantage of the chaos, the two took a risky gamble and went straight for the heart of the enemy, with only one target—the fake emperor on the high platform!

"Protect the Emperor! Quickly, protect the Emperor!!"

Seeing the two killing gods pressing in with the force of thunder, the fake emperor's eyes flashed with a cold, sinister light. He appeared panicked but was actually calculating step by step. He silently shrank behind the golden-armored guards, instantly pushing these scapegoats to the brink of disaster.

"You audacious scoundrel! Disturbing His Majesty's presence is a capital offense!!"

With a roar, the "Ten Guards" surrounding the high platform unsheathed their long swords, and ten figures burst forth simultaneously like ghosts, transforming into ten sharp and incomparable afterimages, rushing towards the enemy with a sky full of sword light.

These ten top-tier imperial guards were all honed killing machines, their auras as one, their coordination seamless. In an instant, their ten longswords wove an impenetrable net of death, and anyone who dared to intrude would be pulverized by this violent blade energy.

Unfortunately, they ran into—the Second Sword Emperor!

"You worthless wretch, you dare to brandish your weapons before me?!"

With a disdainful snort, the Sword Emperor's face, covered in scars, trembled violently. The thick-backed golden sword in his hand transformed into a dazzling golden rainbow, slashing horizontally towards the net of swords with the force of a thunderbolt.

"roll!!"

With a single swing of the blade, the surrounding air was instantly pulverized by the terrifying pressure of the blade, and a dazzling golden light surged out like a bursting dam, sweeping across all directions with a world-destroying momentum!

boom--!

Two astonishing sword energies collided in mid-air, just like two towering mountains collapsing with a deafening roar. The violent shockwave swept across the entire area like a hurricane, causing the white marble steps beneath their feet to crack inch by inch.

Ultimately, the Blade Emperor's cultivation had reached the divine level. The golden blade's momentum tore through the blade net like a hot knife through butter. The first few guards to be hit were struck as if by lightning, spitting out blood. Their bodies flew backward like broken kites, crashing heavily to the ground and unable to get up again.

"What?!"

The remaining guards were so terrified by this horrifying scene that they had no time to change their tactics. They saw the Sword Emperor's imposing figure crash into the battle formation like a tiger descending a mountain.

The thick-backed golden sword had no fancy variations whatsoever; it possessed only pure, extreme power, carrying a terrifying force as heavy as a thousand pounds, crashing down like a collapsing mountain.

clang!clang!clang!

The ear-piercing sound of weapons shattering rang out instantly, interspersed with the muffled thud of sharp blades piercing flesh.

"ah--!!"

Screams of agony rose and fell, and the remaining few followed in their companions' footsteps. Their protective aura shattered instantly under the unparalleled blade force, and they were sent flying backward, spitting out blood. Thus, the ten great masters of the Imperial Palace were completely destroyed!

"What...what a powerful blade..."

Upon witnessing this scene, the fake emperor felt a chill run straight to his head, and his eyes twitched uncontrollably.

I thought the martial arts world of the Central Plains was already at its limit, but I never expected that an old man would suddenly appear with such terrifying combat power!

In that moment of confusion when the fake emperor was in a daze, Bu Jingyun suddenly rose up, completely ignoring the terrified bystanders around him.

The black cloak billowed wildly in the wind, and the cold gaze was fixed on the fake emperor like the Grim Reaper, transforming into a suffocating black streak that instantly closed in.

"Prepare to die!"

"Cloud Paradise!!"

Bu Jingyun's palms flew, and the force of his Cloud-Dispelling Palm transformed into a sky full of clouds that instantly engulfed the high platform. The illusory and unpredictable fog and mist plunged the fake emperor into a predicament of being besieged on all sides, and he felt that all he could see was a chilling killing intent.

"Damn it!!"

The fake emperor was filled with shock and rage, and instinctively wanted to use his ultimate skill, "Heavenly Net," to shatter this annoying illusion.

However, just as he was raising his true energy, he suddenly realized that this was tantamount to revealing his identity in public, and he abruptly stopped his attack at the last moment.

In a life-or-death struggle, there is no room for hesitation.

In the instant his mind faltered, Bu Jingyun had already closed in, turning his palm into a sword. The mysterious sword technique "One Sword to Fame" carried a sharp sword intent that could pierce through the sun and moon, and thrust straight at his face!

The fake emperor had no way to avoid it, so he hastily gathered all his strength into his arms to withstand this fatal blow.

boom!!

A violent shockwave swept across the entire area. Although the fake emperor was caught off guard, his internal strength was unfathomable.

His feet carved two deep furrows, each over ten feet deep, into the white marble ground, as he deftly blocked the fatal blow with his powerful inner energy.

Once the smoke and dust cleared, apart from a slightly disordered aura, there was not a trace of defeat!

"Hmm?" Bu Jingyun's gaze turned icy, his killing intent surged, and he soared into the air like a roc spreading its wings, roaring thunderously.

"A calamity descends from the sky!!"

With the force of rolling dark clouds pressing down, he slammed his palms down, determined to kill this imposter on the spot.

At the critical moment, a sharp, piercing, and effeminate shout suddenly rang out:

"You audacious scoundrel! How dare you act so presumptuously in front of us!!"

A ghostly afterimage streaked across the sky as an old eunuch, pale-faced and beardless, clad in a purple python robe and red robe, appeared as if by teleportation to block the fake emperor's path.

If Bu Jingyun is the Grim Reaper, then this person must be a vengeful ghost from the underworld!

With a slight flick of his orchid-like fingers, a terrifying aura, both extremely powerful and masculine yet subtly yin and eerie, erupted from his body, like an indestructible golden bell protecting him from all attacks!

"Heavenly Boy's Skill!!"

Rumble—!!

The force of the Cloud-Dispelling Palm slammed into the invisible protective energy, like a raging sea crashing against a towering cliff, and a terrifying shockwave erupted instantly.

A series of teeth-grinding cracking sounds rang out, and the heavy platform beneath their feet was shattered into pieces, with countless fragments of stone shooting out like cannonballs.

The solid stone steps within a radius of ten zhang could not bear its weight and were all reduced to dust and scattered on the ground!

Amidst billowing dust, Bu Jingyun felt an overwhelming and terrifying force rushing towards him, sending him flying backward like a cannonball.

The moment it landed, its feet plowed the ground like iron plows, carving two shocking deep grooves into the hard stone slab. It slid for several feet before barely managing to regain its footing.

On the other hand, Eunuch Cao, who had taken the hit head-on, was also not in good shape. His originally delicate face turned red and white alternately, and as his protective aura violently vibrated, a trickle of bright red blood finally spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that even a top expert like Eunuch Cao had been injured, the fake emperor realized that the situation was hopeless and knew that things would not end well today. A sinister glint flashed in his eyes, and he was about to use his light footwork to escape.

The moment he moved, a terrifying blade intent that could change the very fabric of the world struck him like a thorn in his back, instantly locking onto his aura!

"Where do you think you're going?!"

The Second Blade Emperor roared like a madman, his golden blade, imbued with the force of a thunderbolt, slashed out with such power that it changed the color of the wind and clouds and dimmed the sun and moon!

"not good!!"

Eunuch Cao's expression changed drastically. Ignoring his injuries, he forced himself to unleash the full power of his "Heavenly Gang Child Skill" with a shrill cry. His body's qi surged, transforming into an invisible wall of energy. He gritted his teeth and charged forward to meet the earth-shattering blow head-on.

boom--!!

With a sickeningly sharp sound, the supposedly invincible Heavenly Boy Skill was instantly shattered like paper by the terrifying blade light!

"ah--!!"

A heart-wrenching scream pierced the sky as Eunuch Cao's body was blasted away like tattered cotton. Blood gushed out in mid-air, staining the sky red. Ultimately, there was no way to save him, and he fell straight down the high platform, his fate unknown.

The blade's momentum had not yet dissipated; it still charged straight at the fake emperor with a world-destroying force!

The fake emperor had no way to avoid it, so he gritted his teeth, used all his strength to seal his hands shut, and tried to block the deadly knife.

At the critical moment, a ghostly figure silently approached from the side!

Bu Jingyun pointed his fingers like a sword, sword energy emanating from his fingertips, and slashed fiercely at the fake emperor's terrified face!

The moment the sword energy from his fingertips grazed his face, the Sword Emperor's domineering and unparalleled sword light also slammed into the fake emperor's arms!

Rumble—!!

A terrifying burst of energy erupted instantly, and two destructive forces exploded simultaneously. The entire majestic platform could not withstand such devastation and collapsed several layers amidst a deafening roar!

As the dust and smoke gradually dissipated, the disheveled figure of the fake emperor slowly emerged from the ruins.

His once handsome and refined face had been split open by Bu Jingyun's sword energy, and now it hung down on his cheeks like tattered cotton, revealing a sinister, twisted, and completely unfamiliar young face underneath!

"This is……?"

The ten heavily wounded imperial guards, lying on the ground, stared intently at the unfamiliar face before them, their pupils contracting sharply, a deafening roar echoing in their minds.

"It's fake... How can this be?!"

The faith in the hearts of the guards collapsed, and an unprecedented sense of absurdity and desolation surged into their hearts.

It turns out that what they were protecting with such selflessness and sacrifice was just a masked traitor who stole the country!

This is absolutely ridiculous!

At this moment, both the civil and military officials below the high platform and the tens of thousands of people in the distance could see clearly that the "emperor" who was being worshipped by the people was actually an imposter wearing a mask!

"No wonder...no wonder he wanted to abdicate!"

An elderly, white-haired official pointed tremblingly at the high platform, letting out a grief-stricken roar, his voice like the mournful cry of a cuckoo.

"This is a blatant theft of a kingdom! This is a blatant theft of a kingdom!! The wolfish ambitions of the Wushen Jue Palace are laid bare!!"

The truth came out, and the world was in an uproar!