Chapter 177: Years Apart, Meeting Turns Into a Life-or-Death
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Jiang Yan merely said, "Perhaps so!"
Lu Yanfei fled, Bai Gu Shengzhu seemed to realize at this moment that it was irreparable.
He turned to take Liang Chuxiang's punch.
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In a violent tremor, even the voice began to quiver ominously: "Submit to me, and I shall grant you eternal life."
“It seems we can’t wait any longer.” Chong Xuan Chu Liang suddenly said calmly.
But it wasn't what the White Bone Saint Lord had said.
He has been waiting for Yang Jiande, but Yang Jiande still hasn't appeared.
Then we won't wait.
At this moment, there was no regret in his heart, because he had long known about Yang Jiande's talents.
About the White Bone Saint Lord's refining of plague avatars and the white bone holy body, Lu Yan not only informed him secretly but also Yang Jiande.
In theory, Yang Jiande, as the rightful sovereign of the Yang Kingdom, had every reason to stop this from happening. However, he watched everything unfold with his eyes wide open, not making a single move until Bai Gu Shengzhu was about to complete her plan.
The souls of innocent civilians in Yang Guo were finally avenged when Chong Xuan Chu Liang stepped forward.
Since this person had made such a firm decision, it was to wait for the variable of the White Bone Saint Lord. He would not make a move until this demonic god incarnation consumed most of Chongxuan Chulian's power.
ZHong Xuan Chu Liang had long expected this.
But for some reason, I still felt a faint tinge of regret.
However, this kind of sentiment unrelated to the battlefield was gone in a flash.
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He immediately widened his eyes and for the first time looked squarely at the white-boned Saint Master before him: "I've been underestimated by you, you trashy little evil god!"
He shouted, “Bring me my sword!”
Military orders are like mountains, this one voice also carries the weight of ten thousand jun.
From the midst of the autumnal killing army's ranks, a vast and surging tide of martial might surged into the heavens, instantly coalescing into form.
A giant battle sword, one hundred zhang long, appeared in the sky. Its curvature was extreme, the hilt slightly curved, as if splitting the sky in two as it hung there.
This is Chong Xuan's famous sword, which he has kept in the army for many years. Its name is "Slashing Longevity."
The deadliest of all swords is the one that cuts a person's life short.
As soon as the blade appeared, it shot towards Chongxuan Chulian with lightning speed.
In this process, the body size gets smaller and smaller, but the aura becomes increasingly heavier.
By the time it ended up in Chong Xuan Chulian’s hands, it had shrunk to a normal size, but the killing aura emanating from it was palpable, shrouding Chong Xuan Chulian in an ethereal, shadowy glow.
And Chong Xuan, clutching the blade tightly, said nothing further. He simply brought it down in a single, decisive stroke!
"Foolish."
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The White Bone Saint Lord pressed his hands together, his face impassive. A ghastly white light shimmered around him, resembling a monk's clasped hands, with a hint of sanctity.
This palm strike neutralized the Severing Life Saber.
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But just the next moment, all the flesh and blood of the palm dissolved, and then both hands suddenly spread out!
The battle knife slashed downwards.
Having gradually recovered to 'normal', the final stage White Bone Saint Lord, was actually sliced in half by this single strike!
It was precisely because he sensed that He was slowly advancing in the refinement of his physical body amidst this level of combat that Chongliang, resolute and bold, drew his blade and struck him down.
But the left half of Baigujing's body suddenly reached out and grabbed the right half that had been sliced off, pulling it back.
After the blade passed, the two halves of the body fused back together. Even the skeletal hands, now covered only in bone, were once again enveloped in flesh and blood.
"The white bone holy body is complete, this form will be immortal and indestructible!" He said.
At this time, a voice rang out from the ranks of the Autumn Killing Army: “This is the White Bone Secret Technique, the Flesh-Born Soul Return Art! He is not truly immortal!”
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Jiang Wang's voice.
He had been keeping a close eye on the battle situation and was the first to speak up and remind them. Though this technique, personally used by the White Bone Saint Lord, could mend a broken body, exceeding his imagination, he would never forget about the soul-returning technique of flesh and blood.
Moreover, there's a Jiang Yan who keeps reminding everyone inside the Heavenly Palace.
...and over there...
"I never believed it either!"
Zhong Xuan struck again with his sword.
This time, the White Bone Saint Lord directly met with a fist.
But it was sliced directly in half from the middle of his fist by a ferociously powerful blade.
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Click click.
The sound of the battle knife scraping against bone was enough to make your teeth ache.
Continue forward, and cleave the White Bone Holy Lord in two.
His upper body was severed, and he repeated his old trick, grabbing hold of his lower body with one hand.
At such a moment, He still turned his eyes and glanced coldly at the Qiu Sha army formation.
"The feeling of disgust."
He was speaking.
The ferocious blade descended once more, this time cleaving Him from top to bottom, into four pieces.
Zhong Xuan's eyes were fixed on the direction of the Yang Guo army. The opponent he truly respected was always there.
But the one before him was merely an incomplete incarnation of a demon god.
If it weren't for waiting for Him to absorb the plague qi of the Yang Kingdom and leave a clean land for Qi, he wouldn't have allowed such an evil thing to "survive" until now.
The skeletal Holy Lord's body, divided into four sections, lay scattered before him.
Zhong Xuan's eyes were fixed ahead, but his hands never stopped. His blade flashed in and out with every move.
“Now see how you won't perish!”
Tick-tock, tick-tock...
Blades flashed, their sounds resounding.
Right before the two armies, he acted like a butcher slaughtering pigs. He directly picked up his butcher's knife and chopped the White Bone Saint Master into meat paste!
"Damn it. Sacred Body, just one step away."
A thought flowed like this.
This is such a real, so clear emotion. It's happening in the heart of the White Bone Holy Master.
Then, something terrifying happened.
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The pile of flesh on the ground, which was completely unrecognizable, began to move like water. It gathered together and slowly coalesced into a human shape.
At the same time, a gust of cold wind arose from all sides, howling like ghosts crying.
Even space itself seemed to be shimmering faintly.
As if some mysterious power were about to descend upon this place.
“Is this incarnation so important”
Zhong Xuan Zhu Liang frowned for the first time, then reversed his Gu Shou, reaching out to stroke the blade.
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The sword of longevity emitted a trembling whine.
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That was because Chongxuan Chulian had attached too much weight to it at this time, causing even a powerful sword like it to feel burdened.
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Then, the knife hit the ground.
As if the entire earth had let out a painful groan.
Everyone who heard the sound had a terrifying illusion, as if they themselves had been cut in half!
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The blade of the reaper fell to the ground, the cold wind ceased, the cries of ghosts stilled, and the swaying power of that space dissipated.
But beneath the blade...
but it was a small meat dumpling.
The meaty bag that exploded when Bai Gu Sheng Zhu resisted Lu Yan's attack earlier!
The meat bun was sliced to pieces, leaving nothing behind.
And most of His flesh and blood had already appeared in the distance, flashing white light.
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A body double takes the fall!
Zhong Xuan Chu Liang raised his knife and wanted to chase after him.
Just at this moment, amidst the great Yang army, Yang Jiande directly leapt into the air from the ground.
And the old general with white hair in the army took a longbow, drew it back and shot an arrow.
When it comes to archery, no one surpasses the Ji clan.
The entire army's might was mobilized, converging at this moment in the hands of the white-haired veteran, Ji Cheng.
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Then, the man directly shot Yang Jiande as an arrow, shooting towards Chongxuan Zhu Liang!
Yang Jiande, soaring high in the air, drew out a gleaming golden spear with his backhand and plunged it towards Chong Xuan Chu Liang.
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This strike, a bolt from the blue, shook heaven and earth!
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“Zhong Xuan Zhu Liang! Years have passed since our last meeting, but upon seeing you again, I feel a sense of life and death. Why don't we decide the fate of the battle here and entertain the three armies with our duel!”rade. Fifty lashes was the maximum penalty. In principle, this was the lightest form of punishment. However, if the executioner acted intentionally, it would not be difficult to flog a person to death...