C294 The Ultimate Upanishads of Spear Arts

Amidst the sounds of fighting, the veterans fell one by one.

After Zhao Mingzhe forcefully made his move, the blood vitality in his body continuously churned, and the power of the move was greatly reduced. He could only rely on constantly consuming animal core and raw crystal to recover his lost vitality, but the effect was minimal.

Looking at those veterans lying in pools of blood, Zhao Mingzhe could not help but feel desolate in his heart.

Zhao Mingzhe subconsciously thought that he was not the invincible Martial God Zhao Zilong after all. In the end, he couldn't bring this group of veterans along by himself and charge out of the encirclement.

Forcefully pouring his Essence into the water-repelling spear, the long spear hummed with a faint sense of desolation.

Originally, Zhao Mingzhe wanted to fight to the death with him, but he felt a loud bang in his mind, following that, the familiar feeling of vastness filled up his mind, causing Zhao Mingzhe to uncontrollably return to that desolate land!

Zhao Mingzhe, who was initially fighting, instantly turned a deaf ear to everything that was happening around him, as if he was an old monk entering a meditative state.

The few barbarians around Zhao Mingzhe took the opportunity to brandish their machetes and hack down at Zhao Mingzhe.

Zhao Shenglong and Zheng Qiuyue, who were not far from Zhao Mingzhe, had already felt Zhao Mingzhe's abnormality and both let out a loud shout. One blade and one sword, they firmly protected him in front of Zhao Mingzhe.

"Bro, don't be in a daze. Let's go!"

Zhao Shenglong roared at Zhao Mingzhe anxiously, but Zhao Mingzhe still acted like he was possessed and did not say a word.

Gritting his teeth, Zhao Shenglong bellowed:

"Protect Ming Zhe with all our might!"

The remaining hundred odd veterans all moved closer to Zhao Mingzhe's side, making it so that not even a drop of water could leak out from Zhao Mingzhe's guard.

Zhao Mingzhe was currently in that desolate land. With his bright white clothes, the valiant and valiant Martial God Zhao Zilong was already in front of him.

The War God Zhao Zilong pointed with his finger, causing the water-repelling spear to connect and land in his hand. Following that, the sky filled with spear flowers, and when it reached one hundred and eight, the majestic phoenix shadow appeared!

Zhao Mingzhe unconsciously felt that it was strange, no matter if he was using the Hundred Birds Dynasty Phoenix Spear Technique together or separately, although he had not reached the realm of Martial God Zhao Zilong, that was because his strength was not strong enough, but when it came to comprehending it, there was no problem, so why would Zhao Zilong teach him the Hundred Birds Dynasty Phoenix Spear Technique now?

Just as he was thinking about that, the War God Zhao Zilong's figure flew out from the ground, his entire body appeared and disappeared in the air, in the blink of an eye, he appeared in the center of the phoenix shadow, and in the next moment, the water-repelling spear released waves after waves of buzzing, and more spear lights started flashing out!

The War God Zhao Zilong had already reached his limit. In just a second, another 108 spear flowers appeared, and with the phoenix shadow as the center, the spear flowers spread out, extremely sharp!

Zhao Mingzhe immediately gained some understanding, after the phoenix shadow appeared, more than a hundred spear strikes came out from all directions, from the looks of it, it was exactly the same as saying "a hundred birds are going with the phoenix."

There were only phoenixes. If one did not see a hundred birds, how could it be counted as the true Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix Spear Technique!

After comprehending this point, Zhao Mingzhe was once again thinking back to the movement skill Zhao Zilong had just used. Relying on his comprehension of the Floating Willow Body Art, four words subconsciously flashed across Zhao Mingzhe's mind.

It turned out that while using the movement technique, one didn't have to be extremely fast and sharp to the extreme. On the contrary, once the movement technique was completed, the body would turn around and perfectly match the cultivator's attack!

After the realization, the vitality in Zhao Mingzhe's body started to increase. In the blink of an eye, a comfortable feeling filled his entire body.

Zhao Mingzhe understood, the window from the Artifact Soul Realm to the Hongyu Realm had finally been pierced!

The sounds of battle filled the sky and once again rang beside his ears. Zhao Mingzhe felt as if his soul had returned to his body, and he could clearly feel everything that was happening around him.

Faintly, a voice seemed to ring out in Zhao Mingzhe's mind:

"Qiyue Wuyi?" "Groom with my son …"

Completely subconscious, Zhao Mingzhe followed this voice in his mind and shouted:

"Qiyue Wuyi?" He was dressed in the same robe as his son. "Master Wang Yu Xing, cultivate my spear, and share the same enmity as my son …"

Amidst the desolation, his voice sounded even more unyielding.

Gradually, Zhao Shenglong, Zheng Qiuyue and the remaining veterans beside Zhao Mingzhe all responded in unison:

"Qiyue Wuyi?" With her son. Wang Yu Xing Shi, cultivate my spear and halberd, and work with my son. Qiyue Wuyi? Same as Zi Chang. Wang Yu Xing Shi, cultivate my armor. "Together with my son …"

Zhao Mingzhe shouted out, his body already rising up from the ground, in mid air, the water-repelling spear released a dazzling brilliance, following that, one hundred and eight spear flowers appeared in unison.

"Go!"

Amidst the waving of the water-repelling spear, the phoenix shadow whizzed out, and then, Zhao Mingzhe followed along with the spear. Although his movement technique was different from the Martial God Zhao Zilong's, it was still the same exact thing, but in the blink of an eye, Zhao Mingzhe's body was right in the center of the phoenix shadow!

"Come out!"

The spear-shaped artifact spirit was released by Zhao Mingzhe, the water-repelling spear and artifact spirit merged together, causing a sky full of spear sparks to appear. The spear-shaped artifact spirit was released by Zhao Mingzhe, the water-repelling spear and the spear-shaped artifact spirit merged, and the spear-shaped artifact spirit combined,

The barbarian riders were pulled off their horses by the sharp spears. Blood was spurting out of their bodies. The barbarians in front of them were invincible.

Zhao Shenglong who was in his blood stained armor, upon seeing Zhao Mingzhe suddenly unleash his astonishing fighting strength, he roared towards the sky:

"Follow me and charge!"

"Charge!"

The remaining dozens of old veterans followed Zhao Shenglong and Zheng Qiuyue, with Zhao Mingzhe leading the way ahead, they surged forward!

Dozens of cries filled the air. The spirit beasts of the Barbarian Artifact rank and above all released their soul tools, blocking Zhao Mingzhe's way!

At this moment, Zhao Mingzhe felt that the undefeatable War God Zhao Zilong had accompanied him. There was no trace of fear on his face, and with a flash of his spear, the water-repelling spear was swept out!

A few barbarian warriors who were charging at the front subconsciously took a step back when they felt the strong killing intent from the water-repelling spear.

"Tai!"

The ground was covered with thunder, and the sound of the roar reverberated in all directions!

As the Thunder Roar swept through the area, the few barbarian warriors were once again obstructed. As for the water-repelling spear, it carried countless spears as it attacked the few barbarian warriors from all directions!

For a time, these barbarian warriors could not tell which was the real killing move, and could only continue to retreat. As for the barbarian cavalrymen beside Zhao Mingzhe, because they were weak and could not escape in time, they were all struck to the ground by the force of the water-repelling spear.

In front of Zhao Mingzhe's unstoppable force, one of the barbarian powerhouses shouted:

"Assemble all your strength in one place and kill!"

A dozen or so barbarian warriors shouted out, and a dozen or so artifact souls surged towards Zhao Mingzhe.