I Grind to Martial Saint

"Wei Wuning, today you die!"

Seeing his foe, Ling Yun had no desire to waste words. With a low shout, he thrust his spear out at incredible speed!

SWOOSH!

The spear seemed to transform into a beam of silver light, aimed precisely at Wei Wuning’s head.

SQUELCH!!!

Wei Wuning seemed unable to react in time, and the spear pierced straight through his head.

But an eerie smile spread across his face as his body suddenly dissolved into wisps of strange, black shadow.

The moment they appeared, these strange shadows rushed madly toward Ling Yun, weaving together like a black net that sought to ensnare and crush him.

CLANG CLANG CLANG~~~

Ling Yun’s reflexes were instantaneous. He swung his spear, parrying the shadowy attacks one after another.

After a dozen exchanges.

The bizarre shadows suddenly coalesced in mid-air, reforming into the shape of Wei Wuning.

That eerie smile still on his face, he channeled the Magical Power within his body and extended his palm.

Instantly.

A decaying, sallow claw materialized from the void and clawed at Ling Yun.

"Silver Dragon Break!"

Ling Yun roared, stomping his feet and shooting skyward!

The long spear in his hand seemed to transform into a silver dragon as he thrust it upward.

The sheer force of the attack seemed ready to shatter the very sky!

SQUELCH!!!

Ling Yun’s spear pierced through the decaying giant palm.

But in the next instant.

The giant palm bizarrely transformed into a surging river and slammed violently into Ling Yun.

BAM~~~~

Ling Yun plummeted from mid-air, crashing to the ground and gouging out a large crater.

"Is that all you’ve got?"

Wei Wuning landed lightly, his voice laced with disappointment.

The next moment, just as he was about to use a Magic Technique to finish Ling Yun off...

...an incredibly terrifying and sharp killing intent shot across the void and locked onto him.

Wei Wuning’s heart trembled.

HMMMM~~

A faint ring of a sword echoed in everyone’s ears.

Like an immortal descending from the heavens, Zhao Mengtian suddenly appeared before Wei Wuning, executing a simple, direct thrust at his opponent’s chest.

SQUELCH!!!

His Heart Spirit was stunned, leaving him no time to react as the sword pierced his chest.

But once again, that eerie smile appeared on his face.

"With the protection of the Yellow Springs Saint Mother, I am unkillable."

Wei Wuning cackled.

But Zhao Mengtian felt a terrifying Spiritual Pressure crushing down on him.

It was as if he could see a phantom of the Yellow Springs Saint Mother in the sky, its hand extending to strike him, blotting out the sun itself.

But Zhao Mengtian had practiced Swordsmanship for many years. His will was as cold as ice, and he quickly broke free of the illusion.

Without hesitation, he dodged backward.

But a giant yellow claw still struck him on the shoulder.

His Protective Gang Essence flared, but Zhao Mengtian still let out a muffled grunt as the blow sent him flying.

"Director Zhao, it seems Wei Wuning has obtained some power from the Statue of the Netherworld Saint Mother."

"Let’s fight him together!"

Ling Yun got to his feet, his expression grim.

Zhao Mengtian nodded, regulating the flow of energy within his body.

"You think teaming up will be enough?"

"How naive."

Wei Wuning shook his head contemptuously.

But in the next instant, Ling Yun and Zhao Mengtian charged at Wei Wuning together.

In an instant, the spear struck like a tyrannical dragon.

Flashes of sharp sword light flickered, threatening to tear through the void.

Wei Wuning, too, transformed into a bizarre figure and rushed to meet them.

A terrifying battle erupted between them.

Meanwhile.

Han Yuan stood shouldering his Dragon Sparrow Cloud-Splitting Saber, a smile on his face as he gazed forward.

An imposing, ferocious, bald-headed figure appeared before him.

"You must be Han Yuan."

"You’ve repeatedly ruined the plans of our Wangling Sect."

"If it weren’t for you... Jianghe Province would already be under the rule of our Wangling Sect."

Wu Guangtian glared at Han Yuan, his eyes filled with hatred and fury.

It was Han Yuan who had single-handedly turned the tide before, preventing them from taking Cangshui County Town.

This time, he had infiltrated Tongming County Town, killed Fang Tai, and reversed the entire situation.

How could Wu Guangtian not burn with hatred for Han Yuan?

"What can I say? I suppose I was just born to be the bane of all evil."

Han Yuan smiled.

"You?"

"I’m going to rip that smart mouth of yours right off your face and see how tough you really are."

Wu Guangtian laughed with contempt.

"Then bring it on."

"Let me see for myself just how strong the High Priest of the Wangling Sect really is."

Han Yuan said, his voice filled with excitement.

He gripped the Dragon Sparrow Cloud-Splitting Saber with both hands, his body sinking into a slight crouch, the tip of the blade pointing directly at Wu Guangtian.

"You’ll know soon enough!"

Wu Guangtian suddenly accelerated, his massive frame hurtling toward Han Yuan like a demonic mountain.

A stench of decay swirled around his right palm as he thrust it forward violently.

The palm strike carried the force to topple mountains and overturn seas. Before it even landed...

...the terrifying Gang Feng it generated sent Han Yuan’s hair whipping about wildly.

He let out a low roar and swung the Dragon Sparrow Cloud-Splitting Saber straight down!

Wu Guangtian’s Horizontal Training was terrifyingly advanced; even his bare palm was harder than any Divine Weapon.

He slammed his palm violently against the blade of the Dragon Sparrow Cloud Splitter.

Two terrifying forces erupted at the point of impact!

BOOM!!!

The entire temple square trembled.

Han Yuan and Wu Guangtian were both forced back dozens of meters.

"So, you do have some strength."

Wu Guangtian’s eyes widened in surprise.

"Looks like you won’t be a disappointment after all!"

Han Yuan grinned.

The next moment, as if sharing a single thought, they charged at each other again.

"Yellow Springs: Life-taking!"

Wu Guangtian roared, instantly unleashing a flurry of countless palm afterimages.

These afterimages were terrifying, imbued with a profound aura of death, like the arms of corpses reaching out from the Yellow Springs River itself.

"Eight Extremes·Water-Splitting Slash!"

Han Yuan’s gaze hardened. Great Demon Qi enveloped his body as he rapidly swung the Dragon Sparrow Cloud-Splitting Saber.

He unleashed surging waves of saber light, one after another.

BANG BANG BANG~~~

The palm afterimages and waves of saber light continuously collided and shattered, creating a terrifying Gang Feng.

After they had traded dozens of blows, Han Yuan found an opening. The light of his saber flowed in an unexpected arc, slicing diagonally into his opponent’s neck.

THUD!

He felt as if he’d struck a piece of incredibly tough rubber.

Despite the sharpness of the Dragon Sparrow Cloud-Splitting Saber and his own Qi Power, he had only managed to open a small gash.

But this was the moment Wu Guangtian had been waiting for. With a ferocious glint in his eyes, he slammed his palm onto Han Yuan’s chest with lightning speed!

BAM~~~

The terrifying force instantly disintegrated the clothes on Han Yuan’s upper body.

But Wu Guangtian felt as if he had struck a piece of incomparably hard Divine Iron. The rebound actually made his own palm ache!

Nevertheless, the force of the blow still sent Han Yuan staggering back more than a dozen steps.

"Did you think... you’re the only one who practices a Hard Skill?"

Han Yuan cracked his neck.

His body was a mass of well-defined, rippling muscle. A violent and profound Great Demon Qi swirled around him, making him look like a Demon Vajra!

"Now this is getting interesting!"

Wu Guangtian let out a furious roar as his body abruptly expanded!

His muscles bulged and shredded his clothes, transforming him into a three-meter-tall giant wreathed in a foul, yellow aura.

The next moment, Han Yuan felt a furious torrent of air slam into him!

BANG!!!

He didn’t even have time to react before Wu Guangtian viciously slammed into him, sending him flying.

Han Yuan grunted, plunging his Dragon Sparrow Cloud-Splitting Saber into the ground to stop himself, carving a gash more than ten meters long in the earth.

"Let’s see just how tough you are!"

Wu Guangtian charged forward with a savage grin, his massive right fist smashing violently into Han Yuan!

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