Chapter 1543 - 1544: More Than Just Trouble
His sword momentum was like lightning. Shi Kong's fist hadn't yet struck the top of his head, while his True Martial Qi Sword could already pierce through Shi Kong's heart.
Shi Kong let out a strange cry, and his other fist shot out like lightning, just hitting Mr. Ruins' longsword.
Bam!
Only a loud noise was heard, and Shi Kong couldn't help but stagger backward.
The True Martial Qi Force of both people simultaneously spread to the surroundings, stirring up a large amount of sand and dust.
Jian Xu did not take a single step back, slowly raising his longsword.
The longsword formed by his True Martial Qi Force appeared just like a real treasured sword.
At the same time, the cold light in his eyes reflected with the sword light of the True Martial Qi Sword in his hand, overflowing with murderous intent.
Shi Kong barely managed to suppress the boiling breath in his chest.
He slowly raised his head, grinning with sharp teeth exposed like a beast.
"You didn't expect it, did you? A year ago, I couldn't even take one move from you."
Jian Xu nodded, his face full of approval.
"I really didn't expect that just with this punch, you have truly stepped into the realm of a top-notch master."
Shi Kong smiled smugly, suddenly hunching his body, with the hairs standing on end like a real beast!
"This is just the beginning, prepare to die!"
He shouted, stomping hard, his whole being soared into the air like a skyrocketing rocket.
Then, he descended from above, his entire body as mighty and heavy as a meteor falling from the sky, dominant and unparalleled,
Jian Xu looked up at Shi Kong, his expression very calm, as if he was not in a life-and-death struggle, but merely stargazing,
The next second, a light blue small sword suddenly appeared in front of him.
Immediately, behind him, on his shoulders, and other places, blue small swords also appeared.
Countless small swords were enveloped by air vortices, making a faint sizzling sound.
In an instant, tens of thousands of small swords instantly formed around Jian Xu.
These small swords floated and sank in the air, like a myriad of fish, creating a spectacular sight.
Shi Kong, still in the air, saw this scene, his previous arrogance turning to horror.
He cried out in shock, "You've actually mastered the Third Layer of Ten Thousand Swords to the Ancestor?"
Mr. Ruins' expression remained exceedingly calm, with a slight mocking smile at the corners of his mouth.
With a casual wave, the countless small swords immediately launched, buzzing into a rolling torrent, shooting towards Shi Kong in the air.
Shi Kong let out a shout, his body plummeted like a rock from the sky.
Just as he landed, countless True Martial Qi Swords had already shot towards him.
Roar!
Shi Kong roared furiously, the strange patterns on his body rapidly spread to his chest, protecting his whole body like armor.
At the same time, a giant shield appeared in his hand, which he held in front for protection.
The torrential sword rain crashed continuously onto the shield in Shi Kong's hand like a flood bursting its banks
The shield formed in Shi Kong's hand only held for a few seconds before it crumbled.
With no obstruction, countless small swords drove straight forward, shooting towards Shi Kong.
Shi Kong let out a miserable cry, his body rolling and dodging backward.
But it was too late; countless True Martial Qi Swords shot into him.
The strange patterns formed on Shi Kong's body neutralized part of the True Martial Qi Sword's attack.
But only held for a few seconds, Shi Kong's defensive armor formed by True Martial Qi Force also vanished,
In the next instant, Shi Kong cried out miserably.
The small swords pierced into his body from the front and emerged from his back.
His body was left with dense sword wounds, like a bloody sieve.
Even so, Shi Kong wavered but did not fall.
Blood sprayed out from the dense wounds on his body, turning him into a man of blood.
Shi Kong looked unwillingly at Jian Xu not far away, with a bitter smile on his face.
"This... ultimately still doesn't work."
After speaking, his body fell backward, rolling twice, no longer moving.
Jian Xu's expression was indifferent and calm.
He waved to the lady in white: "Shall we go?"
The lady in white looked at the blood-red sky, unwilling.
"Then what about the Divine Tomb?"
Jian Xu shook his head and sighed.
"You still can't let it go, can you? Wake up, this is the trap of the Spider Queen."
"If we don't leave this time, we may have to stay here forever."
Jian Xu's expression became somewhat intriguing, carrying a shadowy undertone.
"Let the ancient tomb remain for the Martial God's heirs; the Spider Queen has tricked you, she never expected the trap she left behind would ensnare even the Martial God's disciple."
The lady was startled, looking at Jian Xu's enigmatic smile, then suddenly understood.
"You mean the Martial God's disciple, upon seeing the Divine Trace, would also linger over the True God's will?"
Jian Xu said blandly: "Who knows?"
"But I dare say, as long as they're martial artists, seeing the Divine Trace and feeling the will of the Gods, it would be impossible not to be moved."
"If the Martial God's disciple wants to stay, it can only be said that it is his destined fate."
His deep eyes gazed at the lady in white.
"At this point, do you still not understand?"
"This so-called Divine Trace, for ordinary martial artists, is merely a huge trap; we should leave now."
The lady in white shivered, her previously lazy expression turning solemn.
"You're right, let's leave here!"
Jian Xu took her hand, and the silhouettes of the two vanished into the depths of the abandoned city.
Soon after the two left, a sneaky voice came from the city gate.
"Wow, what a huge city! Who would've thought there was still a city in this place."
Shi Kong was already on the verge of death.
He heard this familiar voice, struggled to lift his head, with a bitter smile gradually appearing on his face.
Shi Kong muttered to himself, "I knew it, he would definitely find this place."
"What a pity, my Asura Divine Power hasn't even had the chance to compete with the Martial God's disciple, and now I'm about to die."
Shi Kong used all his strength, pushing against the ground with both hands, slowly crawling up.
He leaned his body against the god statue.
Not far away, Yang Fei led a group of Evil Dragon Soldier Kings, followed by more than a dozen powerful Night Clan members, walking toward the square.
This guy was making a big fuss as he walked.
"Wow, such a big city, and not a single person. Could this be the legendary Ghost City?"
Not only Yang Fei found it strange, but the powerful Night Clan members and a bunch of Evil Dragon Soldier Kings were also shocked.
No one expected such a magnificent city to suddenly appear in this space and time.
If certain archaeologists saw this, they would be overjoyed to madness.
Amongst the busy discussions, Yang Fei suddenly saw Shi Kong covered in blood.
Startled, he strode towards Shi Kong.
"What happened to you to get yourself covered in blood, is it fun? What happened?"
Shi Kong forced a bitter smile.
"I challenged Jian Xu and the Grand Priest but failed. This is the fate of the defeated."
Yang Fei squatted down, examining the wounds on Shi Kong's body, his expression gradually becoming solemn.
"These wounds are inflicted by a True Martial Master. This is serious trouble."
Shi Kong's smile became even more bitter.
He sighed, "More than just trouble, it's certain death."