Peace Order
Chapter 548 - 33: Destroying Temples and Cutting Down Mountains!

Chapter 548: Chapter 33: Destroying Temples and Cutting Down Mountains!

The calm language carried with it an overwhelming and incomparable sense of oppression.

The eight thousand martial artists of the Martial World were at a loss for words, many of them not knowing the terror of the green-robed old man, only his legend, yet legends are after all just ethereal texts and word of mouth without a sense of reality.

Only the character "Kuang" was vivid to the extreme.

Wei Tianduo looked ugly and suddenly became enraged, "Murong Longtu, we are from the same era, I have experienced your sword edge before, and today here, even if you defeat me, you can kill me, but to make me commit suicide?!"

"How arrogant!"

He swept his sleeves, and an unbounded surge of frenzied Qi waves rose, like an earth-shattering event, Li Guanyi and the Qilin both felt the pressure. This person’s martial arts are by no means false; the Heavenly Phenomenon changed within tens of miles, and the waves surged violently.

You could vaguely see the Yin Yang Reincarnation, Li Guanyi raised his head and saw in the Yin Yang Qi the visages of men and women, countless as if a dance of heavenly demons, thunder roaring in the sky, such martial arts, had transcended the mundane.

Two hundred years of vast Inner Qi, a prominent demeanor, Wei Tianduo flicked his sleeves.

A ruler flew out.

Filled with Yin Yang Qi in its entirety.

The clouds in the sky billowed and pressed down in layers.

Mr. Siming stroked his beard and paused for a moment, saying, "The Yin Yang Reincarnation Ruler, used by the unprecedented genius who created the Yin Yang Reincarnation Sect, a Divine Weapon that transcends with its master. No wonder this old fellow still has the courage to threaten Murong Longtu."

Divine Weapon?!

Li Guanyi looked towards Mr. Siming.

The old man disliked moving.

So over the past month and more, Lei Laomeng and the others finally found a mount that met Siming’s requirements, and after Lei Laomeng led the Exotic Beast Group to surround and capture it, the youth looked at the Exotic Beast beneath the old man’s bottom.

If counting the horns, it stood about a zhang high.

That is, between three meters two and three meters three.

From head to tail, it was also over a zhang long, more than three meters.

Weighing about twelve hundred catties, its head and face were shaped like a horse, its horns like a deer yet different; its hooves broad like a green ox, its tail long and thin like a donkey. Li Guanyi knew of elk in his previous life but never imagined that such creatures could grow this large.

Mr. Siming replied, "He had made his name known to the world more than a hundred years ago, and now with vigorous and domineering Inner Qi, two hundred years of power, along with a Divine Weapon in hand, indeed he’s a tough nut to crack. Now he’s gathering his energy for a move, and though those eight thousand people behind him are not as good as an army, they still have the support of a major sect’s Great Formation."

The old man decisively evaluated, "The Sword Madman, if he takes this hit, he will die."

Then, changing his tone, "But..."

Before he could finish speaking, the green-robed old man stood with his hands behind his back.

He just calmly watched Wei Tianduo.

Allowing him to display his Divine Weapon, Absolute Skill.

Said, "Guan Yi, watch carefully, the power of the Nine Heavens coupled with a Divine Weapon, which can affect the Qi Mechanism and Heavenly Phenomenon for tens of miles around when moved, a martial artist capable of cultivating to this extent, there are few in a century. Have your troops form up to withstand it."

Li Guanyi said, "Yes."

Behind him, the Qilin Army raised their shields, forming an imposing military formation, withstanding the utmost vigor of a top martial artist.

This military detachment had been pulled up the mountain by Pang Shuiyun and had been with Li Guanyi since he arrived, through the great battle, and the march to this point, it had already been a hundred days. The leaves on the mountain had already changed color, and now, when they were truly able to form their own military formation, the first opponent they faced was one of the world’s most powerful martial artists.

The green robe of Murong Longtu fluttered slightly.

Then, at the moment when Wei Tianduo reached his peak, the Sword Madman stepped forward.

In an instant, a cold white sword light flashed by, Wei Tianduo’s display of the Divine Weapon reached its climax, that formidable Yin Yang Tai Chi Diagram that enveloped the eight thousand behind him, with the sky and earth seemingly shrouded by this massive Yin Yang Fish.

Then it was split apart.

Severed.

Wei Tianduo’s Inner Qi dispersed.

And then, the arm holding the Divine Weapon flew into the sky, the activated Divine Weapon spinning as it fell off the cliffside, blood was everywhere.

Mr. Siming whispered, "But, who can face Murong Longtu and still activate a Divine Weapon?"

The Green Robed Sword Madman raised his right hand, pointing to Wei Tianduo’s forehead.

The old man’s green robe danced wildly, his expression serene.

Wei Tianduo’s eyes showed fear.

The Sword Madman’s wrist turned slightly, pointing forward.

Boundless Sword Qi rose, piercing directly through Wei Tianduo’s forehead, tumultuously surging, Sword Qi gushed forward, the ground shattered, with a loud booming sound, the palace gates ahead split apart, and the eight thousand martial artists felt the ground shake beneath their feet, struggling to remain standing.

The Sword Madman stood calmly at the very front, looking at the mountain gate, saying:

"Nine Heavens, it took some effort."

"Still took two moves."Looking up at the sky, the clouds were vast and imposing, swirling and changing, extremely domineering, remnants of Wei Tianduo’s final desperate move.

With a casual grab, a sword from a martial artist’s waist hilt cried out, flying into the sky.

The magnificent Tai Chi diagram of Yin Yang in the skies above, starting from the center, began to collapse outward, returning to the clear sky, the dust and autumn rain all swept away. The Sword Madman flicked his hand, returning the sword to the swordsman’s scabbard.

With a clear "clang,"

It seemed as if the sword sound triggered something.

Then came a massive tremor; the martial artists looked down and went pale; a crack had extended infinitely from where Wei Tianduo had stood, not wide, but extremely deep, bottomless.

The entire mountain had been split by the Sword Madman, creating a crevice in the middle!

The clanging sound was crystal clear.

The eight thousand martial artists could no longer hold their weapons in their hands; they fell to the ground, the noise unceasing. The old man paced forward while the young General dismounted, walking alongside the Sword Madman, as the Green Robed Swordsman calmly said, "Did you see that, Guan Yi?"