Wulin Chinese Network
Until Defeat
One strike …
Instant kill!
Huang Dao didn't even bother to attack. He only used his divine power to heavily injure a Yao God.
Whoosh!
There was a commotion in the beast army. The various Yao Ancestors stared at the scene in shock. The Yao God that was smashed down was from the Rhinoceros God Clan. He had top-notch sword energy in the Zhenlong Field. Not only that, his defense was also top-notch. However, he was as fragile as a piece of paper in front of the young man from the Fen Wei Divine World.
"Rhinoceros Ancestor, Xi Fang's life is not in danger, but his injuries are extremely serious. He can't fight anymore."
A few bird-faced Yao Doctors rushed forward. When they touched Xi Fang's body, they were shocked to find that his divine bones were shattered.
"Bring him back."
In the beast army, an extremely muscular Yao Ancestor with a long white beard spoke. His eyes flashed with a terrifying light.
"Sorry, I used too much force. I didn't expect the Sword World's Yao Race to be so weak."
Huang Dao shrugged. He gave people the feeling that he had overestimated the Yao Race's sword cultivator's strength. Then, he turned to Nangong Miao and the others and smiled. "Don't be too nervous. I'll control the strength of my divine power."
"No need."
Dong!
On a rooftop nearby, a Yao God sword cultivator rushed over. His body had four thick arms. He brandished a sharp and dense sword energy. It was like a whirlwind descending in front of Huang Dao.
Huang Dao tilted his body slightly and dodged the four divine swords. He swung his right hand forward and punched the Four-armed Yao God's chest.
Crack!
With the clear sound of bones breaking, the Four-armed Yao God's body stiffened as soon as the first wave of sword energy landed. In the next second, a terrifying divine light suddenly burst out from his chest. With a boom, flesh and blood splattered. The Four-armed Yao God's body fell from the rooftop. This time, he flew even further than the Rhinoceros God. He crashed into the beast army from the rooftop and crushed a group of people.
"That bastard."
"Damn it."
"Check Chi Sha's injuries."
"His Yao God's heart is destroyed, but his divine soul is fine. He can be saved."
All the demons joined in, cooperating with Yao Doctor Woodpecker to save the unconscious four-armed demon god.
"Ecliptic, your God Power is still too heavy. Go easy on him." God Lord Fervour smiled and shouted into the sky.
"This disciple knows his mistake," Huang Dao said as he turned around and transformed into a dazzling shadow, pouncing towards the two Rikujinjie members of the Eight.
The two Sword Cultivators of the Eight Tribes shouted. At the same time, they raised the Divine Swords in their hands and chanted a sacred Sword Art. A Sword Intent Aura field formed around them. Countless Sword Qi condensed and flew around them, shooting out sharp Sword Qi.
Huang Dao acted as if he didn't see it. He ignored the Sword Qi in front of him and slammed his palm forward. A dazzling Divine Path palm print shattered the Sword Qi that filled the sky. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the front of one of the members of the Group of Eight. His fist, which was wrapped in the particles of the Laws, was reflected in the eyes of the other party.
Clang!
Amidst the crisis, a spear pierced out diagonally and appeared right under Huang Dao's nose. The tip of the spear emitted an intense divine radiance, forcing him to retreat in time and resolving the crisis of the Eight.
"This person is very strong. Let's attack together," the guard of the Western Guard anxiously said.
He wasn't an ordinary guard, but a divine guard sent by Daisukong to protect the Little Overlord of the Western Capital, Si Huan. Before Qin Hao came, this person had been responsible for Si Huan's safety. This was enough to prove his ability.
"Thank you, brother."
The Eight Tribes that had almost been struck by Huang Dao thanked him. There was no need for words. The three of them formed a tacit understanding. When Sky Wheel erupted, they simultaneously attacked Huang Dao. Two swords and one spear formed a standard triangular attack. A sharp tearing sound spread out from the rooftop, and the space around the spear and sword light cried out.
The corner of Huang Dao's mouth curled into a faint sneer. His back was slightly bent, and the tip of his toes touched the ground repeatedly. His neck seemed to have become the most flexible snake head in the world. No matter how fierce the attacks of the Eight and the guard of the Western Capital were, they couldn't touch a single hair on his head.
"This person can still be so flexible under the pressure of three Divine Wills. He is definitely not an ordinary person."
Nangong Miao didn't make a move. Instead, he watched silently. He needed time to figure out Huang Dao's fighting style. Then, he would strike a killing blow.
However, Nangong Miao didn't expect that God Lu's Eight and the guard of the Western Capital wouldn't be able to last more than a few breaths of time. As Huang Dao's fists condensed a cyclone, the two of them were smashed into the cyclone. Blood gushed out of their mouths.
Dong!
Huang Dao thrust his spear forward. Huang Dao's five fingers pressed forward, stopping the spear's advance. Then, the spear shattered. The guard of the Western Capital abandoned his spear at the last second. He unsheathed the sword at his waist and pushed the Sky Wheel Sword to its limit. Ignoring the terrifying energy of Huang Dao's palm that was pressing on his chest, he thrust his sword at Huang Dao's forehead. It was only a hair's breadth away from piercing his flesh.
Pfff!
Blood gushed out of the guard's mouth. His eyes were filled with pity as he was sent flying by Huang Dao's palm strike. Just like the Monster God and the Eight, when the guard of the Western Capital was sent flying, the sound of his bones cracking echoed throughout his body.
"Save him."
Zhang San immediately gave the order. Before the guard of the Western Capital hit the ground, his subordinates had already caught him in midair and brought him back to the army of the Seamless Realm.
"His soul is unharmed, but …" Zhang San's expression was incomparably ugly. He seemed to be in pain. Before he could finish, Daisukong waved his hand. "Bring him back to the Western Capital for treatment. Go find the grand elder of the Hidden Pill Sect."
With the previous example, Daisukong naturally knew the condition of his subordinates' injuries. Although Huang Dao said that he would control his divine power, his attacks were extremely heavy and merciless.
At this moment, there was only one sword cultivator left in the sky above Tiantai: Nangong Miao.
"It's your turn."
Huang Dao had easily defeated five people. Throughout the entire process, it was impossible to tell how much of his strength he had displayed. However, when Nangong Miao saw it, he felt his scalp go numb.
"That sword strike just now wasn't bad. I could faintly feel the chill of the sword's edge. Unfortunately, they were so close to succeeding. Why didn't you come and help?"
Huang Dao asked curiously. If Nangong Miao had also attacked just now, the four of them together might have really left a mark on his body.
What a pity.
"I … I …" Nangong Miao's expression was uneasy. He stuttered, and his legs didn't listen to him. He instinctively wanted to retreat. The Huang Dao in front of him was too strong. He felt that he was even more terrifying than Loy. Throughout the entire process, he couldn't see through his opponent's strength at all. Huang Dao had only thrown a few simple punches and a palm strike, and he had already crushed five Heavenly Wheel experts.
He was unfathomable. Hearing the stuttering, Huang Dao discovered that Nangong Miao's feet were actually retreating. He frowned slightly. As he walked, he said, "You have one chance to attack."
"I … I …" Nangong Miao saw Huang Dao approaching. That pair of arrogant eyes sent a chill down his spine. He sadly discovered that he didn't have the ability to stop his opponent at all.
Of the six people on the stage, five were beaten down in the blink of an eye. Their bones were all broken, and they were heavily injured. Now that he was the only one left, how could he fight?
"Nangong Miao, attack!"
Headmaster Nan shouted from below. His voice rolled out, but Nangong Miao didn't seem to hear it. His entire mind was trapped in the pressure emitted by Huang Dao. When the two got closer, Nangong Miao couldn't bear the pressure anymore. He gritted his teeth and said, "Your strength is extraordinary. I'm inferior. I admit defeat."
After saying that, Nangong Miao felt as if a mountain had been lifted off his shoulders. He jumped down from the stage without looking back and returned to the Endless Realm's formation. He came before Headmaster Nan and lowered his head. "I'm sorry, Master. Disciple has lost."
"You …" Headmaster Nan was so angry that his entire body trembled. His finger trembled as he pointed at Nangong Miao. His ashen face was filled with humiliation.
Surrender without a fight?
Was this his personal disciple?
Was he still the sword genius of the Endless Realm who was said to be the pillar of the Endless Realm?
Headmaster Nan was so angry that he couldn't speak. He wanted to slap Nangong Miao to death, but when he raised his hand, he smiled sadly. He shook his head and slowly sat back down. He seemed to have aged a lot in an instant.
"Junior Brother, how could you …" Cheng Huai's face was also full of humiliation. Compared to the humiliation, the pain in his heart was unbearable.
It wasn't just the disciples of the Southern College. Many of the major powers of the Endless Realm were here, and they all showed strong disappointment. Nangong Miao had lost all face of the Endless Realm. He had lost face in the Outer Realm, in the eyes of the God-King factions. This was a great humiliation to the Endless Realm.
At this time, in the Floating Glass Palace, God Lu and Dragon Lord looked at Sword God Endless in confusion. Huang Dao was indeed very strong, but even so, he couldn't just withdraw, right?
Was this the character of a sword cultivator?
Divine Lord Endless took a deep breath. His heart was also stirred, but it had already happened. What could he do?
"From today onwards, I don't want to see your disciple Nangong Miao in the Divine Realm."
A voice transmission came from the Floating Glass Palace and floated into Headmaster Nan's ears. Headmaster Nan's dispirited body suddenly stiffened, and his smile became even more bitter. He silently replied, "Yes, Divine Lord."
From today onwards, there was no place for Nangong Miao in the Endless Realm. He had lost the character of a sword cultivator of the Endless Realm. He wasn't even worthy of being a sword cultivator. If it wasn't for Headmaster Nan, perhaps there wouldn't be a place for Nangong Miao in the entire Endless Realm. Banishing him from the Divine Realm was already the lightest punishment.
On the platform, Huang Dao was stunned when Nangong Miao took the initiative to leave. He didn't expect that a sword cultivator of the Sword World would directly admit defeat. While he was stunned, Nangong Miao had already left safely.
What a pity. Up until now, no one had been able to leave safely in front of Huang Dao. Nangong Miao was the first.
"So sword cultivators are like this."
Huang Dao smacked his lips. He had decided that from now on, he would no longer accept any challengers who came up on the platform to admit defeat.
"Continue." Divine Lord Fervour imitated God Lu. He rested his chin on one hand and cheerfully shouted at the training hall.
"Divine Lord Fervour, Huang Dao of the God World, seeks guidance from the sword cultivators of the Three Great Sword Worlds. No matter who comes up on the platform, no matter the grade of their heavenly wheels, no matter their dao or divine glyphs, as long as they dare to come up, I will accept all challenges until I am defeated." Huang Dao circulated his divine energy and shouted at the hundreds of thousands of subordinates of the Three Great Sword Worlds.