The divine manifestations began at the Gongwei Division.

Zhou Heng spun around.

The blade spun in the air like a small boat, creating ripples.

A crisp, ringing sound.

He swung his leg upwards and kicked the general squarely in the forearm, sending him staggering backwards.

Jade Void Pure Source Saber Technique!

The general performed two backflips in mid-air and landed steadily. He glanced at the footprints on his arm and frowned.

If it weren't for the arm armor, his arm would probably have been kicked off by the opponent with that force.

Such ferocious power is something that no ordinary sixth-rank martial artist could possess.

If Zhou Heng is not exceptionally talented, then he must have cultivated some kind of powerful body-tempering technique.

In comparison, Wei Wuji believed more that Zhou Heng was exceptionally gifted.

Wei Wuji had encountered many body-tempering warriors from the Guardian Division before, but their strength and physical prowess were far inferior to Zhou Heng's.

In fact, those people were even more accomplished than Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng's face was also gloomy.

Since he began cultivating, Wei Wuji was the strongest person he had ever encountered.

Although Wei Wuji jumped off the city wall alone, the soldiers on the city wall stopped shooting arrows.

The demon army that had been rushing towards them stopped a few hundred feet away.

But his situation did not improve as a result.

On the contrary, his current situation is more dangerous.

Wei Wuji's personal intervention was merely driven by greed; he wanted to personally capture this man who had angered King Qi, Zhao Yuanji.

Wei Wuji was a fifth-rank martial artist, possessing great strength and incredibly rich combat experience.

Aside from not using any magical arts, Zhou Heng had already used almost all of his most powerful abilities.

The Thirty-Two Aspects of Vajra, the Jade Void Pure Source Knife Technique.

"Zhou Heng, you're already trapped. If we continue fighting, you won't be a match for me."

Wei Wuji stood with his sword drawn, coldly saying, "Surrender now and you might have a chance to live; otherwise, you will die a horrible death!"

Wei Wuji also began to appreciate talent.

A sixth-rank martial artist has managed to stay ahead of a fifth-rank martial artist for so long. What else could he be but a genius?

At such a young age, possessing such cultivation and having mastered swordsmanship to such a superb degree, Wei Wuji had only ever seen one like this in his entire life.

"The outcome is not yet decided; you're getting too cocky too soon."

Zhou Heng slowly raised the Dragon Sparrow Blade.

suddenly.

A strong wind howled.

call!

Zhou Heng swung his sword, his movements were very slow, as he slashed out with his sword.

Large raindrops fell from the sky.

The raindrops fell so fast that they hissed as they cut through the air.

Wei Wuji looked up, his expression suddenly changing drastically.

He shouted loudly, and waves of energy surged around him.

Visible to the naked eye, the blood and qi formed a semi-circular protective shield, keeping the raindrops out.

"Celestial arts! You actually cultivate both immortal and martial arts?"

Wei Wuji's face was filled with shock.

Zhou Heng snorted coldly, remained silent, and took a step forward.

The longsword drew a circle, creating streams of water that coiled towards Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji's face turned ashen.

"So what if you cultivate both immortality and martial arts? You're only a sixth-rank cultivator! If you were a fifth-rank cultivator, I would naturally give way!"

"But a sixth-rank official is far from capable of killing me!"

Wei Wuji shuddered, and the surrounding air vibrated visibly.

The water dragon was instantly shattered, splashing in all directions.

Roars and screams echoed continuously from the city walls and among the demon army.

The raindrops fell in an area covering a radius of hundreds of feet.

Everyone was Zhou Heng's target.

"Die!"

Wei Wuji roared, bursting through the rain curtain and slashing at Zhou Heng with his sword.

"Wei Wuji, are you trying to fool me by saying my Guardian Division is powerless?"

Just then, a voice exploded in the air like a bolt from the blue.

The sound formed sound waves that even shattered the raindrops in the air.

A burly figure suddenly descended from the sky, landing right between Zhou Heng and Wei Wuji.

click!

He grabbed Wei Wuji's long sword as he swung it out, and with a twist of his hands, he had already braided the sword into a twisted shape.

Wei Wuji's expression changed drastically. Just as he was about to retreat, the burly figure stretched out his arm and grabbed Wei Wuji's neck.

The fifth-rank martial arts general was lifted up like a chick in front of that burly figure.

With a whooshing sound, figures leaped over Yangmen Pass.

Those figures possessed powerful auras, and even the mighty pass could not stop their advance.

The moment they appeared, they charged towards that demon army.

The sounds of fighting rang out, and amidst the spray of blood, one demon after another fell to the ground.

Zhou Heng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the clothes the newcomer was wearing.

Just then, the burly figure turned around and gave him a smile.

"Kid, your mission is complete. Leave the rest to us."

The man's smile looked somewhat ferocious, yet it gave Zhou Heng an immense sense of peace.

Zhou Heng nodded.

With Wei Wuji in one hand, the other man charged directly into the demon army. Wherever he went, no demon could withstand a single blow from him.

Behind him lay corpses strewn across the field.

Zhou Heng heard hurried footsteps, and then he felt his arm being grabbed.

Two people appeared, one on the left and one on the right.

Xue Zhiwei and Chen Zhaowu!

"Old Zhou, you really survived."

Chen Zhaowu laughed heartily, "I knew it! How could someone I, Chen Zhaowu, approve of die so easily?"

"Great, we're not late."

Xue Zhiwei's eyes reddened as she murmured.

Lu Zian also came over.

"Captain Xue, Captain Chen, thank goodness you arrived in time, otherwise we would have been in real danger."

A smile of relief spread across Lü Zi'an's face.

That was really dangerous.

Wei Wuji is a fifth-rank martial artist.

Fortunately, reinforcements arrived faster than they had expected.

"You guys are working so hard, we can't hold you back, can we?"

Chen Zhaowu grinned and said.

In order to get the imperial court to send troops as quickly as possible, both the Chen family behind him and the Xue family behind Xue Zhiwei did their utmost.

However, these things don't need to be explained too clearly, as that would inevitably seem like taking credit.

"Old Zhou, don't worry, Commander Zhang Xin is here, this round is in the bag."

Chen Zhaowu pointed to the burly man who was wreaking havoc among the demon army and said.

"This must be Commander Zhang Xin? The legendary top-tier martial artist?"

Lu Zian said with a shocked expression.

"A top-tier (highest rank) martial artist?"

Zhou Heng's face also showed surprise.

No wonder he dealt with Wei Wuji so easily; he's a super strong expert of the upper three ranks.

Such a powerful being is almost like an immortal or Buddha. With such a great deity present, the chaotic soldiers of Qizhou are nothing to fear.

In the time it took them to speak, the demon army of several thousand monsters had been completely scattered by Zhang Xin and his men.

The ground was littered with the corpses of monsters.

Those few who survived were chased and scattered by the powerful guards.

Inside Yangmen Pass behind them, shouts of battle shook the heavens.

Clearly, the imperial court had not only sent powerful guards from the Imperial Guard, but also a large army to quell the rebellion. They had already captured Yangmen Pass and were now besieging the rebels in the city.

Zhou Heng glanced at the danger countdown timer that had turned green, and only then did he finally relax.

Safe.