"So it's you who wants to steal the Marquis's fortune?" The goddess appeared, her voice filled with menacing aura.
Jiang Liu looked at the goddess born from faith and nodded inwardly; her strength was not bad. Such a deity was fine before she developed her own consciousness, but once she did, she became terrifyingly powerful! Without the strength of a fourth-level tribulation in the One Thought World, one simply couldn't deal with her. He chuckled, "Her appearance does have a hint of the Moon Goddess, but the moment she opened her mouth, she fell to the mortal realm! What a pity, such a pity!"
"Han Yue, stop wasting words with him. Kill him and seize his destiny. I possess great fortune and destiny; I am the chosen one of this era, destined to rule the world and become a Holy Emperor. Who can kill me?"
In an instant, the goddess of the cold moon transformed into a silvery moonlight, enveloping the Champion Marquis's entire body. At the same time, the Champion Marquis also soared into the air, and in an instant, a deep purple spear appeared in his hand.
Every man wants to have a goddess, and every man also wants to have a big gun.
"Divine spirits as armor, sorrowful clouds and seas, the moon goddess's armor."
Jiang Liu didn't stop him, letting him use all his abilities. Firstly, these methods were nothing to Jiang Liu; he had even subdued the Heavenly Demon "Ba," who had undergone a sixth level of lightning tribulation, so why would he fear a Champion Marquis who hadn't yet fully matured? Secondly, if he rashly attacked and threatened Jiang Liu's life, the "Panhuang Life Sword" would inevitably appear. If it didn't weaken Jiang Liu's strength, Jiang Liu might be able to escape using the sword's power.
Catching him once isn't difficult, but catching him a second time might be much harder. If he's hiding, it might be hard to find him. Moreover, if it leads to the involvement of Yang Pan and his minister, it will inevitably cause another wave of trouble.
To avoid any unforeseen complications, Jiang Liu decided to strip him bare layer by layer before finally confronting the incredibly powerful "Panhuang Life Sword," ensuring absolute safety.
At this moment, the cold moon-like female voice had completely enveloped the Champion Marquis's body. A layer of mercury-like light seemed to form a majestic armor, making the Champion Marquis appear as if he were truly an ancient war god.
The "Moon Goddess" had completely transformed into a mercury-like armor, which was attached to the Champion Marquis's body. This armor not only allowed the Champion Marquis to fly, but also provided him with great strength and protection.
The armor, formed from a deity with the power of a fourth-level tribulation lightning strike, not only allows him to fly but also greatly increases his defensive capabilities.
The spear in the Champion Marquis's hand radiated a purple-gold light, which complemented his mercury-like divine armor, creating an exceptionally mystical effect. Within the deep purple shaft of the spear, there seemed to be countless mysterious eyes; hundreds of these eyes constantly shifted across the entire shaft, making it extremely enigmatic.
"What a magnificent spear! The weapon of an ancient war god, even its aura is awe-inspiring. I want this spear..." Jiang Liu laughed.
"Your life...I'll take it too..."
Champion Hou leaped into the air and thrust his spear forward with incredible speed, leaving a series of afterimages in the air. Before the sound even arrived, the spear was already there.
Furthermore, a sound barrier was created.
The Martial Saint's strength was displayed to its fullest extent.
The spear thrust seemed capable of piercing a hole in the sky and the earth. Jiang Liu remained unmoved, which only made Yang An's ferocious face reveal a slight smile.
Chapter 210 Beating, Smashing, and Looting
Let alone a Martial Saint, even a Human Immortal cannot fly. The Martial Saint's violent blood energy is the nemesis of a Ghost Immortal; if ambushed, it can even kill a Thunder Tribulation expert. Therefore, when a Martial Saint can fly, it signifies the end of the Ghost Immortal realm.
Unfortunately, Jiang Liu is not a ghost immortal, but a tribulation-level expert. If we consider tribulations, he has already survived five tribulations, possessing the strength of the peak of the sixth level of tribulation. If we add the Tathagata's cassock, he would be the strongest being below the Creator.
The Divine Spear of Sorrowful Light, carrying boundless power, thrust straight in.
This shot, under Jiang Liu's pressure, had exceeded Champion Hou's usual strength and could be considered a peak strike.
Success or failure, life or death, all lie in this one shot.
This spear strike already possessed the power of a celestial being. Unfortunately, Jiang Liu and Hong Xuanji were both capable of hand-to-hand combat and were afraid of him.
The sonic boom from the spear tip caused the airflow to spin violently like a top, generating immense penetrating power. The piercing force of the Grief-Slaying Divine Spear seemed to tear through space itself.
Therefore, this spear actually carried a trace of the power of the sixth level of the lightning tribulation, capable of shattering the void.
Jiang Liu stared at the tip of the spear, and his body slightly shifted as it thrust towards him.
The purple hundred-eyed spear pierced through Jiang Liu's body with a single thrust, but in the blink of an eye, it was discovered that the person who had been pierced was slowly dissipating, leaving behind only an afterimage at the extreme speed.
In an instant, Jiang Liu had already incorporated these subtle techniques into his battle. Even a Champion Marquis who hadn't yet reached the Human Immortal realm couldn't harm him, even if he wielded the divine weapon of the ancient war god "Shang." It would be more likely if it were Hong Xuanji.
Seeing that his sure-kill shot had been dodged, Champion Hou's blood-red eyes seemed completely unmoved. He fired another shot, aiming straight for Jiang Liu's throat.
ah!
With a roar, the deep purple spear with a hundred eyes, accompanied by the Champion Marquis's intense blood and fist intent, attacked again at a speed exceeding sound.
Jiang Liu had cultivated his marksmanship and spear techniques to the level of a grandmaster. He knew exactly what to do with the dozens of variations that followed the thrust of his spear. If the Marquis of Champion wanted to kill him, skill alone wouldn't suffice.
Relying on strength alone is even less effective.
This is the crushing power of strength!
If it weren't for the immensely powerful "Panhuang Life Sword" protecting him, and if the spear in his hand weren't the Shangmang Divine Spear used by the ancient war god "Shang," possessing boundless battle intent and infinite power, Jiang Liu would have already seized it by force.
As the spear thrust at him again, Jiang Liu dared not use any powerful divine abilities, lest he attract the appearance of the "Panhuang Life Sword". He made a finger gesture, and a golden Buddha immediately appeared behind his body. The "Great Sun Tathagata" Dharma image appeared in the air. Jiang Liu's index finger and thumb, as if plucking a flower, clamped the tip of the "Sorrowful Light Divine Spear".
In the blink of an eye, he caught an extremely dangerous spear—how perilous that must have been! But Jiang Liu did it, and with composure, as if he were smiling serenely.
The Divine Spear of Sorrow was fixed between Jiang Liu's fingers, motionless, unmovable, and unchangeable. But just as the Marquis of Champion was at his wit's end, the hundred eyes on the purple shaft of the Divine Spear of Sorrow suddenly snapped open, their pupils flashing, and a powerful fist intent emanated from the spear.
So that's what those hundred eyes were for!
This fist intent was mostly the will of the Champion Marquis, but also contained a small amount of the battle intent of the ancient war god "Shang". When mixed together, it almost solidified into a substance, carrying a strong battle formation and the indomitable killing intent of thousands of troops. There was not a trace of mercy in it, it was purely about fighting and killing.
"Interesting! Shock!"
Jiang Liu's fingers trembled slightly, neutralizing the incomparably sharp killing intent.
However, the boundless fighting spirit emanating from the Divine Spear of Sorrowful Light suddenly injured Jiang Liu's finger, and the spear was then withdrawn from his finger.
Champion Hou also took three steps back!
A drop of blood oozed from Jiang Liu's fingertip, cutting his finger.
"It seems you dare not touch my body. What? Are you afraid of the Panhuang Life Sword's attack?" Marquis Champion sneered.
"If I wanted to kill you, you would have died a hundred times, a thousand times already!" Jiang Liu's face was ashen, and the drop of blood that had spilled out instantly ignited, turning into a pure white flame.
"What a terrifying aura... I really have to thank you. Under the pressure just now, the martial arts of the War God Shang actually merged with mine... Hahaha... Water and Fire Dual Extremes, Yin-Yang Drill!"
The Champion Marquis's face, shrouded in armor, was ferocious and crazed. With a fierce roar, the blood energy of the Martial Saint surged, amplified by the goddess's thoughts. Above his head, an invisible picture vaguely formed, depicting the brutal battle of an ancient battlefield, releasing waves of killing intent.
Jiang Liu was also taken aback. Before this, the spear was just a spear. But at this moment, this ancient war god's Sorrowful Light Spear seemed to undergo a transformation. Man and spear became one, man like a dragon, spear like a dragon. The entire spear was like a hundred-eyed venomous dragon, spinning violently, roaring with powerful energy, and completely integrating the fist intent of the ancient battlefield into the spear's body and spear techniques.
"As expected of a pawn in the scheme of an ancient immortal god-king, unfortunately, it cannot withstand the crushing power of the protagonist's halo, nor can it stop someone like me who is not part of the Heavenly Dao! I will strip you naked, what power do you have to resist?"
Jiang Liu watched helplessly as the Champion Marquis charged forward once more, his "Sorrowful Light Divine Spear" transforming into a dragon and devouring him. At this moment, Jiang Liu felt as if the Champion Marquis had transformed into the ancient war god "Sorrow," his strength multiplying, and in an instant, he unleashed hundreds of purple lights, rolling in.
The mighty gun, the poisonous dragon. Domineering and deadly!
reckless...
The ancient war god "Shang" possessed the strength of a peak human immortal. The aura he left on the "Shangmang Divine Spear" instantly erupted with the power to shatter the void.
The hundred-eyed venomous dragon was about to devour people. Amidst the flashing purple light, its hundred eyes blinked and shimmered. The space at the tip of the spear collapsed, producing a heart-wrenching sound of collapse.
"Sorrow, merge into my body! You can be proud to die under the Sorrowful Divine Spear!" This spear pierced through the void, already possessing the strength of a sixth-level lightning tribulation.
Jiang Liu let out a cold shout, and beneath the spear's edge, a purple-gold robe appeared on his body, shimmering with extremely profound scriptures, all of which vanished in an instant, mysterious and unpredictable manner. Even now, Jiang Liu had not fully comprehended the other shore path on this "Buddha's Robe," the "Mahayana Prajnaparamita," which possessed the sharpness and wisdom to cut through everything, and was extremely profound.
This sudden burst of power instantly blocked the Hundred-Eyed Poison Dragon's bites and piercing attacks, while his right hand instantly gripped the spear, placing it on the Hundred-Eyed Poison Dragon's vital spot.
With a single capture, the poisonous dragon is seized at its vital point, and even the strongest can only bow down.
"Give it to me!"
Jiang Liu's arm was as black as if it were cast in iron. As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp scraping sound suddenly rang out.
The "Sorrowful Spear" slowly slipped from the Champion Marquis's hand. Although he tried his best to keep the spear from leaving his hand, how could he stop Jiang Liu's forceful snatching?
In an instant, Jiang Liu grasped the "Sorrowful Light Divine Spear" in his hand, and instantly twirled it several times, creating purple plum blossoms that bloomed in the air.
"What a weapon! It's actually a Heavenly-grade Immortal Artifact!"
Despite his domineering nature, Champion Hou was terrified when he disarmed the gun with his bare hands. He immediately said, "Han Yue, traverse the void, let's go."
In an instant, a silver light flew out from his armor and struck the gourd of creation in his hand. Suddenly, the gourd of creation turned into chaos and tried to devour him.
The Champion Marquis's entire body seemed to vanish into the void in an instant.
Spatial artifacts can briefly traverse the void, but only those with the strength of a Ghost Immortal or higher can use them. Even the Martial Saint, Monk Jingren, with the Qiankun Bag in his hand, couldn't open it. The same was true for Marquis Champion; he was tricked by Yang Pan and his spirit and body became one at a young age, his soul unable to leave his body, limiting him to martial arts cultivation and severing his path to immortality. Now, even controlling the Creation Gourd requires the help of others.
Previously, it was always the Eagle King who was in charge, but now the Goddess of the Frost Moon is in charge, so the speed is faster and the distance traveled is longer.
"I've been waiting for you to take it out. After planning for so long, how could I let you escape! Stay!"
Jiang Liu's eyes flashed, and he chanted mysterious scriptures, seemingly containing words like "moment" and "subtle insight," while simultaneously reaching out with his palm to seize the "Creation Gourd." The space trembled, and his palm disappeared into the void.
"shock!"
With a roar, space shattered like glass. The next moment, the Champion Marquis plummeted from the void, his face contorted in a terrifying grimace, his blood surging like a tidal wave, and countless cracks covering his entire armor.
Looking at Jiang Liu again, he held a small, jade-like gourd in his hand, retreating further and further, almost fleeing. However, he remained calm and composed, though his brow was furrowed. It was unclear what danger he had encountered, or what threatened his safety.
"ah!"
The Marquis looked down and his expression finally changed. The armor formed from the goddess on his body collapsed with a crash, transforming into a ball of moonlight and a hazy goddess figure. Although the Goddess of the Cold Moon was not dead, she was severely injured and on the verge of collapse.
Looking at Jiang Liu again, the "Buddha's Robe" on his body had been fully activated, and countless spatial turbulences filled the area in front of him. But he was still not at ease, and the Dharma image of "Mahavairocana Buddha" instantly appeared behind him.
In an instant, a crack appeared on the Qiankun Bag, and the entire small world trembled. Then, a golden sword light suddenly slashed down.
It shattered the spatial barrier of the Qiankun Bag and the spatial rift set up by Jiang Liu, and in an instant, it arrived before them.
Sizzle!
This crimson-gold, bright, and shimmering sword energy was unparalleled; nothing and no one could stop it.
At this moment, Jiang Liu's eyes were filled only with that sword light. The entire world consisted of only that sword light. There was endless nothingness between him and the sword light, yet he felt his consciousness shattering, stinging, and scattering.
"What a magnificent Panhuang Life-Giving Sword!"
Chapter 211 A Terrifying Sword
A terrifying sword light!
The terrifying Panhuang Life-Giving Sword!
Looking at the sword wound on his chest, Jiang Liu couldn't help but feel a lingering fear. If it weren't for the supreme armor, the "Buddha's Robe," that sword strike would have cut him in two. Even so, that supreme sword light almost extinguished his consciousness.
Look at the image of "Mahavairocana" behind him; it has been reduced to countless fragments, as if it had been shredded by a thousand or ten thousand swords.
"Is this the power of the Yang God? Truly terrifying, truly domineering..."
"Um?"
Champion Hou's face turned extremely ugly. Originally, no matter how dangerous the situation, he was extremely confident that his life would not be threatened!
But now...