My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

"presumptuous!"

midair.

The Blood Fiend Sect Master finally recovered from his extreme shock.

He was horrified by this terrifying army that had appeared out of nowhere.

But after all, he was a powerful Nascent Soul cultivator who dominated this world, and his inherent arrogance made it impossible for him to tolerate being pointed at and insulted like that.

"No matter who you are!"

The Blood Fiend Sect Master's face was ferocious, his body surging with blood energy, and he released his mid-Nascent Soul stage pressure without reservation.

"This is the territory of my Blood Fiend Sect! Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake! Do you really think this sect leader is easily intimidated?!"

He formed hand seals, preparing to control the sect's protective formation to launch a counterattack.

however.

Li Shimin, hovering higher up, merely glanced at him coldly.

"Noisy."

Li Shimin snorted coldly.

This was accompanied by a cold snort.

A vast imperial aura, ten or even a hundred times more terrifying than that of the Blood Fiend Sect Master, was mixed with the supreme spiritual pressure of a peak late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Like a galaxy pouring down from the heavens, it completely ignored the distance in space and pressed down firmly on the Blood Fiend Sect Master's shoulder!

"boom!"

A deafening roar erupted in mid-air.

"How is this possible—!"

The Blood Fiend Sect Master's eyes bulged out, and he let out an incredulous scream.

He felt as if the weight of the entire world had been suddenly pressed onto his back.

His proud mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation was utterly powerless against this overwhelming heavenly might, unable to withstand even a second of resistance!

"puff!"

The Blood Fiend Sect Master coughed up a mouthful of black blood.

He was like a falling meteor, plummeting straight down to the ground from mid-air.

A loud "bang" was heard.

This arrogant and domineering demon lord slammed his knees heavily onto the hard stone slab, creating two deep craters.

He was struck by Li Shimin's single glance, coupled with pure spiritual pressure.

He was directly suppressed and forced to kneel on the ground, his bones cracking and popping, unable to move even a single finger!

The entire venue fell silent once again.

A single glance, and he suppressed a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator?!

Just what kind of divine realm does this middle-aged emperor in his yellow robe possess?!

Li Shimin completely ignored the shock of the crowd.

He slowly drew his Emperor's Sword, its blade pointing at the trembling Blood Fiend Sect demonic cultivators below.

He coldly and ruthlessly uttered a single word.

"kill."

The word "kill" is like a key that opens the gates of hell.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Thirty thousand Tang Dynasty Xuanjia soldiers roared in unison, their voices shaking the heavens.

They formed a battle formation and swooped down from mid-air, like a black scythe, plunging fiercely into the ranks of the Blood Fiend Sect disciples.

This was a massacre with no suspense whatsoever.

The elite soldiers in the Foundation Establishment stage completely overwhelmed the disciples of the demonic sects who were in the Qi Refining stage.

The long-handled swords flashed, and heads rolled. Wherever the Tang army passed, only corpses remained.

The fighting styles of those Tang Dynasty generals were so shocking that they shattered the worldviews of all the cultivators present.

"You fiend! Take this, Old Cheng's three-strike blow!"

Cheng Yaojin let out a strange cry, swung his Xuanhua axe, and chopped down at the arrogant Elder Xue Li.

Elder Xue Li was shocked and quickly raised his magic weapon to resist.

But just as he blocked Cheng Yaojin's axe...

"Old Cheng, step back! Take this from my meteor hammer!"

Yuchi Gong attacked from the side and smashed Elder Xue Li's back with his hammer.

"Qin Qiong has arrived!"

"And there's me, Li Ji!"

It was supposed to be a one-on-one duel between experts.

result.

Cheng Yaojin, Yuchi Gong, Qin Qiong, and Li Jing.

Four or five founding generals of the Tang Dynasty, all at the Golden Core stage, completely disregarded martial ethics and surrounded Elder Xue Li!

Punching, kicking, chopping, and hacking.

Various underhanded and malicious tricks have emerged one after another.

"You...you senior experts, how dare you shamelessly gang up on this old man?!"

Elder Xue Li was beaten black and blue, his teeth scattered on the ground, and he uttered a grief-stricken and indignant accusation.

"Bah! What's the point of talking about chivalry with a heretic like you!"

Cheng Yaojin shattered Elder Xue Li's protective aura with a single axe blow and kicked him hard in the face.

"Brothers, let's advance shoulder to shoulder!"

Watching this group of fierce Tang generals fighting like thugs, Li Chen applauded repeatedly from below, feeling deeply gratified.

"Truly worthy of being a pillar of our Great Tang Dynasty! His excellent style of fighting in groups is truly admirable!"

the other side.

The younger generation of the Tang Dynasty also displayed a chilling and unparalleled brilliance.

Beside the great formation, the arrogant Holy Son of the Blood Fiend Sect, who possessed the cultivation of a half-step Golden Core cultivator, saw the situation was not good and his whole body surged with blood-red light, attempting to break through the void and escape in the chaos.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Crown Prince Li Chengqian snorted coldly and stood in front of him like a humanoid tyrannosaurus.

As the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty, Li Chengqian indeed followed an unparalleled path of physical cultivation.

He didn't use any magic weapons at all; instead, his blood and qi surged like a dragon, his muscles bulged, and his bones made a thunderous cracking sound.

"You mere barbarian demons, get back here!"

Faced with the desperate, blood-red blades raining down from the Holy Son, Li Chengqian neither dodged nor evaded, but instead unleashed a punch! The pure power of his physical body created a deafening sonic boom in mid-air.

"boom!"

There were no fancy spell battles, only the most primal and violent crushing.

One punch can overcome ten techniques! With just one punch, he smashed the holy son's proud blood-red protective demonic art, causing his ribs to collapse, vomiting blood, and flying backward like a rag doll, crashing heavily to the ground and never getting up again!

Meanwhile, the alluring and ruthless holy maiden of the Blood Fiend Sect faced off against Princess Chang Le.

The saintess was dressed provocatively, with large swathes of her snow-white skin partially visible. Looking at Princess Chang Le, who was beautiful and otherworldly, like a banished immortal, a hint of jealousy and resentment flashed in her eyes.

She swayed her serpentine waist and giggled coquettishly, "Oh, where did this delicate little princess come from? With such smooth and supple skin, why don't you let your older sister teach you what it means to be in ecstasy?"

"Judging by your figure, if I stripped you naked and threw you into my Blood Fiend Sect's Aphrodisiac Formation, I wonder how many male cultivators you'd have to serve..."

Princess Chang Le frowned deeply upon hearing these obscene and vulgar words, her face filled with disgust and coldness.

"Indecent and immoral."

Just as Princess Chang Le frowned, a fierce glint flashed in the saintess's eyes.

"Go to hell, you bitch!"

She suddenly flicked her sleeves, and three blood-red death nails coated with deadly poison transformed into eerie light, heading straight for Princess Chang Le's face with extreme malice, attempting to take the opportunity to ambush and kill her!

However, Princess Chang Le merely glanced at her coldly and waved her hand dismissively.