Chapter 340: Emperor Sweeps All Away

Chapter 340: Emperor Sweeps All Away

The Great Liang Emperor was not a martial artist, and he had no techniques to control flying swords. The reason he could make the bronze ancient sword break through the air was entirely due to his formidable cultivation base. As the top martial artist in the world, the Great Liang Emperor was no different from other martial artists; he remained completely ignorant of the so-called daoist spells.

The gray-robed old daoist watched as the flying sword approached. After being stunned for a moment, a profound aura emanated from him, gradually transforming into black and white energies. These energies intertwined in front of him, forming a peculiar diagram that resembled two entwined black and white fish swimming within it.

The bronze ancient sword tore across the air and arrived. But it came to a halt just before the diagram, hovering and emitting a mournful wail.

With a wave of his sleeve, a boundless aura surged from the Great Liang Emperor's palm, colliding with the bronze ancient sword. With the support of this powerful martial artist, the bronze ancient sword instantly penetrated several feet forward. Strangely, when the sword tip entered the diagram, it did not emerge from the other side. Instead, the bronze ancient sword gradually disappeared, leaving only the hilt and the previously exposed half-foot of the blade.

Gan Yong spat out a large mouthful of blood. His lifeblood flying sword was forcibly taken away by the Great Liang Emperor, but the connection still remained. Gan Yong could keenly feel the damage inflicted on his lifeblood flying sword, sharing in its damage.

The gray-robed old daoist intercepted the flying sword and could not help but exclaim, "To think that Your Majesty still possesses such strength despite your severe injuries. It's truly surprising."

Before the Great Liang Emperor could speak, the gray-robed old daoist continued, "But it ends here, Your Majesty. We will send you on your way."

The Great Liang Emperor chuckled and said, "We have no intention of dying here."

The gray-robed old daoist smiled and said, "All living beings in this world have their own fate, it's not up to anyone."

"Fate? When someone wished for Our death in the past, We didn't die. Now that you wish for Our death, We have to ask you: Are you worthy?"

The Great Liang Emperor burst into laughter, instantly closing the distance between him and the gray-robed old daoist. "There has never been such a thing as fate."

However, before he reached the gray-robed old daoist, a powerful fist energy tore through heaven and earth, appearing not far from the Great Liang Emperor.

The body of the Buddhist Vajra was no longer towering; he returned to the size of an ordinary person. However, when he threw a punch, it remained extraordinarily fierce. The flowing golden light around him made him resemble a genuine Buddha.

The Great Liang Emperor dodged the fierce punch as it came down. When the second punch followed, he did not evade or dodge; instead, he threw a punch as well. The two fists clashed instantly, and a powerful aura rippled out from the point of impact, pushing back the surrounding snowstorm.

As the powerful auras scattered, the Buddhist Vajra's body staggered for a moment. In contrast, the Great Liang Emperor resembled an ancient pine tree; standing quietly in place.

The disparity became even more apparent.

However, this was not a simple sparring match but a life-and-death battle. The Buddhist Vajra gritted his teeth and threw another punch.

The wind and snow raged on!

The Great Liang Emperor remained expressionless, but he seemed to be somewhat absentminded.

In the distance, the remaining three swords of Gan Yong soared into the sky again, shooting towards the Great Liang Emperor.

The gray-robed old daoist also unfurled a whisk in the void, waving it towards the Great Liang Emperor. Countless threads formed a vast net at this moment, preventing this peerless martial artist from leaving.

The three finally joined forces.

The gray-robed old daoist roared in anger, and the silk threads from the whisk in his hand surged again.

The Great Liang Emperor did not speak, slashing through the threads blocking his path with a single stroke. Then, another sword strike fell on the diagram, tearing apart the black and white layers, and the gray-robed old daoist had no more barriers.

The Great Liang Emperor wielded the bronze ancient sword in his hand, shattering the talisman thrown out once again by the gray-robed old daoist.

With the final sword strike, the gray-robed old daoist was directly split apart. However, in an instant, the flesh and blood of the gray-robed old daoist instantly withered, leaving only a daoist robe torn apart on the spot.

Watching the daoist robe fluttering in the wind and snow, the Great Liang Emperor seemed unsurprised, only mocking, "Indeed a cowardly turtle, you have quite a number of turtle shells."

The gray-robed old daoist reformed his figure from a distance, looking at the Great Liang Emperor with a face full of shock.

The Great Liang Emperor shook his head, "Among you three, your cultivation is the highest, but in my heart, you are the most deplorable."

This time, the gray-robed old daoist did not retort, as if he had already accepted this fact.

After a moment of silence, the gray-robed old daoist took the initiative to ask, "Your Majesty's political cunningness is hidden so deeply?"

The Great Liang Emperor understood what this great daoist sage was saying but shook his head, saying, "We knew that the journey south wouldn't be smooth. Since We couldn't avoid it, We just came over. You guys will die today, probably because you guys are too weak."

The expression on the gray-robed old daoist's face changed slightly, but before he could speak, the Great Liang Emperor had already arrived in front of the Buddhist Vajra. Facing this Buddhist Vajra who had previously clamored to compete with him, the Great Liang Emperor merely extended his hand to place it on the Vajra's head and said indifferently, "In your next life, don't be so confused about priorities."

The gray-robed old daoist watched this scene with complex emotions in his eyes. But in the end, he just trembled and began to form seals with his hands.

Waves of mysterious daoist true qi began to slowly appear around him.

He intended to set up an earth-shattering killing formation, to completely suppress and kill the Great Liang Emperor here!

For this, he was willing to ignore the life or death of the Buddhist Vajra.

However, the Great Liang Emperor remained indifferent. A boundless aura instantly poured into the Buddhist Vajra's body through his head.

The Buddhist Vajra struggled in vain, and the golden light on his body was extinguished.

The Great Liang Emperor released his grip, and the Buddhist Vajra slumped down, turning into a soft lump.

Only then did he look at the terrifying and abnormal spiritual energy in the surroundings.

The Great Liang Emperor walked calmly into the killing formation spreading towards him and then said with a smile, "Gan Yong, can We see a true great sword immortal technique from you?"

The seemingly absent-minded Gan Yong did not speak, only muttering to himself.

"Forget it, We can't wait for you too long. After We kill this old Daoist, if We still can't see your great sword immortal strike, then it seems We are not fortunate enough to witness the true attack of a great sword immortal."

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