I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

"Brother-in-law!"

Nie Feng took a step forward.

He tried to seize Dugu Ming's last shred of reason and spoke up to dissuade him:

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore!"

"I too once fell into the demonic path and committed murder."

"But I was ultimately able to control my true feelings!"

"You're not at the point of no return yet, don't make any more mistakes!"

Upon hearing this...

Dugu Ming let out a mocking sneer.

"magic?"

"I am not a demon."

Dugu Ming slowly spread his five fingers, pointing them straight to the sky, "I am the true Son of Heaven!"

boom--!!!

As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely powerful imperial dragon aura shot directly up from the top of his head!

The ultimate imperial dragon energy materialized completely, like a giant real dragon, violently smashing through the towering clouds above Dragon Peak!

Rumble—!!!

The entire Dragon Peak was shaking violently and wildly at this moment.

The thick sea of ​​clouds, stretching for hundreds of miles, was forcibly torn apart from the middle by an irresistible force!

At the summit, the white jade plaza, harder than gold and stone, collapsed inch by inch, with countless fragments of stone mysteriously suspended in mid-air, defying gravity.

This is not a phenomenon that ordinary people can cause.

From the abyss torn apart at the top of the sky, a blinding golden light, almost tangible, suddenly descended!

Golden light pierced through the nine heavens and poured directly onto Dugu Ming's body without any deviation!

Followed by.

From the deepest part of the Nine Heavens Void, a series of vast echoes resounded, as if a thunderous pool of ten thousand miles had exploded simultaneously!

The voice was hollow and powerful, carrying an absolute will to suppress all races and living beings, and it forcefully smashed into the depths of the minds of everyone present.

Heaven and earth bowed down to it.

Resonance with the Way of Heaven!

Wuming suddenly opened his eyes wide, his gaze filled with horror.

How is that possible?!

With such an unusual phenomenon occurring, could it be that Dugu Ming is truly the Son of Heaven chosen by Heaven?!

He clenched his fists, filled with astonishment and bewilderment.

The 800,000-strong army had just been slaughtered.

Why did Heaven choose such a bloodthirsty person to be the emperor?!

Just as Wuming was stunned by the celestial phenomenon.

boom!

Bu Jingyun coldly stomped on and crushed a stone slab.

He didn't bother to say another word, raised his eyes, and his murderous aura surged.

Whether it's for the common people or the will of Heaven, it doesn't matter.

"There's no point in talking nonsense."

"Just cripple him."

"Whether it's a real dragon or not, even if it is..."

Bu Jingyun crushed the air in his palm. "You'd better behave and coil up obediently!"

Dugu Ming was not angry upon hearing this.

He hovered high beneath the chasm in the heavens, bathed in dazzling golden light, and as if looking at three leaping ants, he slowly curled the corners of his mouth and let out an extremely contemptuous sneer.

"How arrogant!"

"Since you're in such a hurry to die..."

He slowly raised his five fingers, which were covered in imperial dragon energy, and beckoned arrogantly to the three people below.

"Let's bring all three together."

"Today, I will use your blood to sharpen this newly forged dragon throne!"

Before he could finish speaking...

The nameless, upright figure in a blue robe had silently appeared in front of Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun.

"Wind, Clouds."

His voice was as calm as an ancient well in the abyss, yet it conveyed an unquestionable and absolute will.

"You all step back, I'll deal with him."

Bu Jingyun's eyes twitched violently, his fists clenched tightly, and he roared angrily:

"Master, you mustn't!"

"Dugu Ming has the power of Heaven's will to aid him! If you draw your sword and still retain even a sliver of compassion, you will surely die!"

Hearing his apprentice's worries, Wuming showed no sign of backing down; instead, he smiled faintly.

His usually calm and collected eyes suddenly flashed with an extremely rare, peerless sharpness, like that of a lone swordsman seeking victory.

"Yun'er, don't worry."

"My swordsmanship has just broken through, and I was worried that there was no one in the world who could hone my skills. It's perfect to test my abilities against Dugu Ming!"

With his back to Feng and Yun, his blue robe fluttered in the wind, and his tone exuded an absolute arrogance that seemed to dominate everything:

"Even if we take a step back and say..."

"Even if I am no match for him, I can still escape unscathed!"

The very brief moment after the words landed.

Whoosh-!

With a slight tap of his toes, the nameless figure stood tall in his blue robe, like a divine weapon drawn from its sheath.

He rose directly from the ground, hovering in mid-air, and immediately confronted Dugu Ming, who was bathed in the golden light of the Heavenly Dao!

Dugu Ming narrowed his eyes, looking at the thin, green-clad swordsman before him, and was about to speak.

Right now.

Om-! ! !

A pure and ultimate Heavenly Sword Intent suddenly erupted from Wuming's body!

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"

A chilling, dense, tsunami-like sound of weapons trembling resounded throughout the entire Dragon Peak!

Below, in the blood-soaked hell on earth, lie the swords, spears, halberds, and other weapons left behind by 800,000 fallen soldiers…

Whether intact or broken, they all erupted wildly as if they were alive at the same time!

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh—"

Nearly a million broken weapons, stained with scarlet blood, defied gravity and surged towards the summit!

They hovered densely a hundred feet away from Wuming, their sharp blades pressing down in unison.

Like a million most fanatical and die-hard believers, they prostrated themselves in mid-air to worship their only god in the sword!

All swords return to their origin, weapons pay homage!

This extraordinary spectacle, which can only be described as a miracle, instantly plunged the entire world into a deathly awe and silence.

Even the few Imperial True Dragons circling around Dugu Ming were forced back several feet by the immense pressure of the Heavenly Sword!

Looking at Wuming, who was surrounded by a million remnants of the army, a barely perceptible look of surprise finally flashed in Dugu Ming's eyes.

"All soldiers pay homage..."

Not only did he show no fear, but the sneer on his lips grew even more brutal, as if he were looking down at a slightly interesting prey.

"As expected of the Heavenly Sword."

"That's interesting."

"You old bastard, you've actually reached the Grandmaster level?"

The ground reeked of blood.

Nie Feng looked up and stared intently at the arrogant Dugu Ming high in the sky, his eyes twitching wildly. He suddenly lowered his voice:

"Senior Brother Yun, something's wrong!"

Bu Jingyun glanced sideways.

"Even if Dugu Ming really refined Di Shitian's divine essence, he could never unleash such an arrogant and boundless aura."

A strange, crimson light flickered in Nie Feng's eyes.

Under the Demon Eye's insight, Dugu Ming in the sky was not a person at all, but a bottomless abyss!

With just a glance, Nie Feng felt as if his heart was being gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand, and his breathing became labored.

"He definitely possesses some terrifying trump card hidden within him... one that even the Demon Eye cannot see through!"

Upon hearing this, Bu Jingyun narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although he lacked the ability to see through illusions, he had shared life and death with Nie Feng for decades and had absolute trust in his junior brother Feng's intuition.

"Even your demonic eyes can't see through it..."

Bu Jingyun didn't utter a single unnecessary word; his voice was filled with extremely cold vigilance.

"Keep a close eye on him."

"If even the slightest mishap occurs to Master..."

"Provide immediate assistance!"

Nie Feng nodded heavily.

Feng and Yun stood amidst the blood-soaked ruins, holding their breath and concentrating.

Their gazes were fixed on the towering peak, like nails, not missing a single detail of the confrontation.

High above the summit.

Dugu Ming glanced at the thousands of remnants of the army surrounding him, sneered, and arrogantly spread his arms.

"Come."

"Let me see just how powerful the Heavenly Sword of a Grandmaster of the Ultimate Path truly is!"

Before he finished speaking, Wuming moved.

The extremely pure and vast sword intent of the Heavenly Sword was compressed wildly in this instant and poured into the fingertips without reservation!

There was no whooshing sound of true energy breaking through the air!

Not even a single afterimage was left behind!

The martial arts heroes in the far distance only saw a blinding aurora, and the process of the battle could not be captured by the naked eye.

All that could be heard was a deafening roar, like thunder in the dead of winter!

boom--!!!

The sonic boom cloud was blasted away and exploded in mid-air.

The nameless man's two fingers were already firmly planted on Dugu Ming's heart like an unparalleled divine sword!

however.

On Wuming's usually calm and composed face, a rare and shocking expression suddenly appeared.

Unable to make an inch of progress!

His ultimate attack, which unleashed the full power of a Grandmaster, had only managed to pierce the thin layer of his bright yellow dragon robe?!

The two fingers touched the flesh and blood, as if they had struck a chaotic meteorite that stretched across the universe, and a despairing recoil force surged forth.

"impossible……"

Wuming was deeply shaken.

Even if Dugu Ming's skill far surpasses his own, and even if he is protected by the Heavenly Dao, he would absolutely not be able to escape unscathed under the extreme sharpness of the Heavenly Sword!

Nie Feng stared intently at the sky, his voice even tinged with undisguised dryness due to extreme shock:

"Senior Brother Yun... at the moment the Heavenly Sword pierced him, Dugu Ming forcibly compressed his power to an extreme degree, focusing it all on a single point in his chest!"

Upon hearing this, Bu Jingyun's eyes twitched violently.

"Even with centuries of accumulated power and meticulous defense, it's impossible to remain completely unscathed by the unparalleled sharpness of the Heavenly Sword!"

Nie Feng clenched his fists tightly, forcefully suppressing his heart, which was pounding wildly in his throat:

"With centuries of internal energy, it truly wouldn't be enough to withstand the Heavenly Sword..."

He gasped, his voice trembling completely.

"But under my demonic eye, the total amount of true energy within him, as vast as an abyss, is definitely not just from a few hundred years..."

"But...at least a full thousand years!!!"

These words struck even the resolute Bu Jingyun like a thunderbolt.

A thousand years of internal energy?!

"Could it be..." Bu Jingyun felt a chill run down his spine.

"Dugu Ming's current martial arts realm isn't even that of a Grandmaster of the Ultimate Path, but rather... the legendary Celestial Realm?!"

At the highest point in the sky.

Dugu Ming looked down at Wuming, who was so close to him, like a peerless demon god, with a cruel and sarcastic expression of extreme enjoyment on his face.

"What? This is the so-called martial arts legend, the all-out attack of a grandmaster?"

He arrogantly thrust his chest forward, forcing the nameless man's fingers to bend, and then let out an extremely wild laugh.

"I haven't even used my full strength yet! The Heavenly Sword can't even pierce through?! This is utterly disappointing!"

An extremely dangerous and deadly sense of alarm instantly and frantically resounded down Wuming's spine.

retreat!

Without any hesitation, he suddenly pushed off the ground, and his figure was thrown back a hundred feet away in a very disheveled manner, like a shooting star.

"All swords return to their origin!"

With a hoarse growl, a strong sense of crisis made him abandon all restraint and unleash the vast, star-like sword intent within his body without reservation!