I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

Bu Tian felt the pain, but instead of retreating, he advanced—

He grabbed the whip with his left hand, poured in his inner force, and the whip shattered into pieces instantly!

The expert wielding the whip cried out and retreated, blood gushing from his tiger's mouth.

But then, a cold glint came from behind—

Bu Tian dodged to the side, the blade grazing his lower back and leaving a long gash in his tight-fitting clothes.

"hiss……"

He gritted his teeth and endured it, his robes were torn to shreds, a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, and he had several wounds on his body.

But his eyes grew brighter and his palm strikes became heavier.

A palm strike landed squarely on the chest of a master.

With a crisp "crack," his ribs snapped, and he flew backward, crashing onto the snow and sliding more than ten feet away.

"Who else?!"

Bu Tian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and grinned at the rest of the people.

On the other side, at the summit of a snow-covered mountain.

The two figures stood facing each other, and under the pull of their auras, the snowflakes falling from the sky melted away within three feet of them, making it impossible for them to get close.

The god general crossed his arms, tilted his head, glanced at Bu Tian who was locked in fierce combat in the distance, and a wicked smile curled at the corner of his mouth:

"Bu Jingyun, your precious son is covered in blood, and you can still stand?"

"Tsk tsk, such a ruthless heart... You're truly something else."

Bu Jingyun had a cold and stern face, his curly hair was dancing wildly, and he was surrounded by clouds, as if the Grim Reaper had descended upon the world.

Upon hearing this, he coldly uttered a single sentence:

"Don't worry about anything else. You should worry about yourself first."

The god laughed wildly, his laughter shaking the surrounding snow, causing it to slide off in a soft rustling sound.

"What arrogant words! No wonder he's Bu Jingyun!"

"However—today, you and your son will both have to stay on this snowfield."

Bu Jingyun remained unmoved, his gaze sharp as a sword, staring directly at the divine general:

Where are Nameless and Imperial Shadow?

"Looking for someone?" A hint of mockery flashed in the divine general's eyes as he raised his hand and pointed towards the majestic Heavenly Gate behind him.

"Far away, yet so close at the gates of heaven. But..."

The tone shifted abruptly, revealing a murderous intent:

"If you want to save them, you'll have to ask me first!"

Before the words were finished—

The aura surrounding the divine general suddenly changed!

The dark red aura surged out like a volcanic eruption, with faint lightning crackling across its surface, radiating a destructive, scorching aura.

A world-destroying demonic body!

The snow beneath their feet instantly cracked, and the cracks spread wildly in all directions.

"war!"

Bu Jingyun was sparing with his words, but he uttered only one powerful word.

boom!!

Two auras of earth-shattering power surged into the sky, stirring up the winds and clouds.

On one side - gloomy and miserable.

The force of the Cloud-Dispelling Palm was like dark clouds pressing down, looming over everything and blotting out the sun.

One side—fire and thunder raged.

The world-destroying demon's power was like that of a god or demon descending to earth, with crimson lightning and fire exploding in mid-air, domineering and unparalleled.

"Endless Thunder!"

"Fire and Thunder Qi!"

Dark clouds and crimson streaks of light collided violently in mid-air—

Boom-!

The world seemed to stand still at that moment.

Immediately, a devastating shockwave swept wildly in all directions, shattering and sending the surrounding ice and rocks flying like paper.

Bu Tian, ​​who was far away, slipped from the shockwave and quickly knelt down on one knee, plunging his palm into the snow to steady himself.

Bu Tian looked up in the direction of his father's battle and saw only black clouds and crimson light swirling and intertwining, which even dyed the sky in two.

His eyes suddenly lit up, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned into a grin—

"So strong...too strong..."

It wasn't fear, it was excitement.

He has Bu Jingyun's blood flowing in his veins; he was born to fight.

One day, he will reach that level too!

The Heavenly Gate experts who were besieging him were also scattered by the shockwave, their faces ashen.

For these minor characters, even standing firm is a luxury in the face of a battle of this level.

Amidst the churning air, the two figures appeared to merge and then separate.

The snowstorm started again.

The divine general moved with lightning speed, instantly tearing through the curtain of wind and snow, and closing in!

Relying on his terrifying physical body, the "World-Destroying Demon Body," he ignored Bu Jingyun's relentless palm strikes and charged headlong into the enemy.

His fists roared like cannons, each strike carrying the savage power to shatter mountains and split the earth, causing chunks of snow beneath his feet to blast away—forcing Bu Jingyun to retreat.

Knowing that he couldn't fight head-on, Bu Jingyun stepped on "Cloud Shadow" and his body transformed into a wisp of cloud, dodging and weaving within a small space.

"Where do you think you're going!"

The god general roared and transformed his fist into a claw!

A chilling aura emanated from his five fingers as he unleashed an "Ice Nether Hand" strike, grabbing Bu Jingyun's shoulder.

This claw strike was extremely vicious—

Wherever it passed, the air condensed into tiny ice crystals, and the cold mist hissed.

Bu Jingyun twisted his body in a strange way, narrowly avoiding the claw. At the same time, he used the "Parting the Clouds to See the Sun" move in the backhand, his palm force as sharp as a knife, directly slashing at the wrist of the divine general!

"snort!"

The god general neither dodged nor avoided; with a flick of his wrist, he grabbed Bu Jingyun's hand!

With fiery and thunderous energy emanating from his fingertips, he aimed to cripple Bu Jingyun's entire arm at close range!

Bu Jingyun reacted extremely quickly—

He unleashed his inner force, using the recoil to fly backward, his body tumbling in mid-air like a roc spreading its wings.

"Trying to run away?"

The gods will follow you like a shadow!

The ice beneath his feet shattered, propelling him skyward. Mid-air, his right index finger suddenly pointed out—

"Fire and Thunder Qi!"

laugh--!

A crimson lightning-fire finger strike instantly tore through the sky, heading straight for Bu Jingyun's brow!

This finger strike was as fast as lightning, impossible to avoid.

Bu Jingyun was in mid-air, with nowhere to gain leverage—

But just as the finger strike was about to hit, his clothes suddenly billowed out.

His body inexplicably shifted three feet to the side in mid-air!

boom!!

The fiery and thunderous energy grazed past his temples and slammed into the hundred-foot-high ice cliff behind him.

A loud bang—

A huge hole was blasted out of the middle of the entire ice cliff, and countless pieces of ice poured down like a torrential rain, creating a terrifying scene.

Bu Tianzheng sent one of his opponents flying with a single palm strike, and his peripheral vision caught sight of the collapsing ice cliff—his pupils constricted sharply.

That hole was big enough to fit a house inside.

And that was just... the power of a single finger?

A cold sweat instantly broke out on his back.

But the next second, an image flashed through his mind—

The scene of her father extending his arm to block her way.

Even when facing that monster, my father didn't flinch.

"I can't back down!"

Bu Tian gritted his teeth, shook off the distracting thoughts in his mind, and pounced on the remaining enemies.

The ice cliff is still collapsing, with shards of ice flying everywhere.

The divine general had already reached Bu Jingyun.

With five fingers forming a claw, exuding a chilling aura, he unleashed another move, the "Ice Nether Hand"—aiming straight for Bu Jingyun's throat!

His moves are ruthless, like an eagle hunting a rabbit—fast, accurate, and vicious!

Despite his unsteady stance, Bu Jingyun remained calm in the face of danger.

With a flurry of palms, "Calamity Clouds Descend from Heaven" crashed out!

The palm strike was like a heavy, leaden cloud pressing down, incredibly powerful, and it directly clashed with the divine general's sharp claws!

"Bang!"

As their energies clashed, Bu Jingyun used the force to fly backward, his figure darting around to the left side of the divine general like a ghost. He then changed his palm into a finger and struck the divine general's temple.

"snort!"

The divine general didn't even look, and threw a punch with his backhand, striking first despite being slower than the opponent.

The force of the punch was accompanied by the sound of thunder and fire, so fierce it was unreasonable.

Bu Jingyun had no choice but to change his move, crossing his arms to block.

"boom!"

With a tremendous force, Bu Jingyun was blasted into the air!

The god who gains power will not let his enemies off the hook!

With a heavy stomp, a large, spiderweb-like crater was created in the snow.

His figure shot into the sky like a cannonball, instantly catching up with Bu Jingyun.

"Get down!"

He clenched his fists and slammed them down like a heavy hammer!

At the critical moment—

Bu Jingyun gathered his inner energy and his body flipped in the air in an incredible manner.

Unleash the power of "Cloudy Wonderland"!

Suddenly, clouds surged up, blurring the lines between reality and illusion—Bu Jingyun's figure instantly transformed into several afterimages within the clouds.

God's hammer struck empty air!

"Fancy and overly complicated!"

The god's anger intensified when his attack missed.

A burst of crimson light erupted from his body, and the Demonic Body of Annihilation emanated a terrifying shockwave that shattered and dissipated the clouds in the sky with a deafening boom!

With his true form exposed, Bu Jingyun had no choice but to fight head-on.

The two exchanged dozens of moves in mid-air in an instant.

Fists and palms flashed, swift as shooting stars chasing the moon.

Wherever it passed, the air exploded repeatedly, and the force spread out, pulverizing the ice into dust.

"Bang!"

Another hard-fought battle.

Bu Jingyun let out a muffled groan and was thrown backward by the recoil.

His feet hissed as he slid for dozens of feet on the snow, leaving two deep furrows, before he finally managed to steady himself.

His chest heaved violently, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth. His clothes had several charred and torn patches.

In the distance, Bu Tian had just struck down the last expert who had attacked him with a single palm strike, and was panting heavily, his body covered in blood—

Most of them belong to the enemy, and a small portion belong to ourselves.

He looked up in the direction of his father and saw the bloodstains at the corner of Bu Jingyun's mouth. His fists clenched involuntarily.

"father……"

Bu Jingyun seemed to sense his son's gaze and slightly tilted his head—

Without looking back, he simply waved slightly in Bu Tian's direction.

—Don't come any closer.

Bu Tian understood the gesture, bit his lip, and forcefully suppressed the urge to rush over and help.

Dad doesn't need help.

All Dad needs is for me to... live well.

On the other hand, the divine general—

Standing proudly atop a protruding ice rock, its red and blue aura continued to flow around it, completely unharmed.

He slowly withdrew his right index finger, gently blowing away the remaining heat from its tip, his eyes filled with mockery:

"Bu Jingyun, your 'Cloud Phantom' technique is indeed quite impressive."

"You actually managed to dodge my finger."

The god raised his index finger, waved it in front of him, and smiled sinisterly:

"However—I only used one-tenth of my strength in that finger strike just now."

"And... I still have nine fingers I haven't used yet."

He clenched his fist, the knuckles of his ten fingers cracking, and fiery and thunderous energy flickered and danced at his fingertips.

"Show me your true skills—or the next finger will be your death!"

Bu Jingyun wiped the bloodstains from the corner of his lips, glanced down at the crimson stains on his fingertips, and flicked them away casually.

He stood tall and proud like a pine tree, his tattered robes fluttering in the wind.

Faced with the arrogance of the divine general, his fighting spirit not only did not diminish in the slightest, but instead burned even brighter.

"Nine fingers..."

He spoke in a low, cold voice, his palms loosely clenched, his ten fingers forming a sword gesture—his fingertips trembled slightly, yet remained as steady as a rock.

The clouds around him suddenly receded, replaced by a domineering and suffocating sword intent that surged into the sky from his body!

The snow beneath their feet cracked instantly, and the shattered ice was forced into the air by the sword intent, as if even heaven and earth were submitting.

No sword in hand, but a sword in heart.

Man is sword, sword is man.