Chapter 390: Zhang Sanfeng: Please, Emperor Ye

"One Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate!"

"Tiangang Art!"

"Taiji Fist!"

Li Chungang, Yuan Tiangang, and Zhang Sanfeng struck together; their true Qi surged, the Celestial Phenomenon churned, and their momentum was magnificent.

Especially Li Chungang's One Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate, which was even more grand in scale, with Sword Qi crisscrossing and filling the entire vast firmament.

Li Chungang himself was a top-tier expert at the Land Celestial Great Longevity Perfection, above the Land Immortal realm.

Because of the limitations of his original world, he had long been unable to break through to a higher realm, but his Primordial Spirit had undergone a transformation, condensing a Sword Soul Embryo, causing a qualitative change in his strength.

Therefore, his current strength was far above that of the others.

A golden storm rose in the firmament, and an ancient Heavenly Gate emerged, standing tall within it, making people unable to help but worship.

The Heavenly Gate suddenly activated, Sword Qi surged, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered, and a golden giant sword, several dozen zhang long, descended from the sky, tearing through the Void.

The martial artists present who were wearing long swords found them uncontrollable; the swords left their sheaths, turning into rays of metal light that merged into Li Chungang's sword that opened the Heavenly Gate!

The wind rose and clouds surged, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled!

This Divine Sword fused the power of heaven and earth, the power of Thunder, and the power of refined iron from the Renjian, becoming transcendent and refined.

The long sword in the hand of the Sword Immortal of Xueyue, Li Hanyi, was also uncontrollable and wanted to break free, but she used her powerful internal energy to forcibly hold it back.

Di Shitian, who had previously thought everything was under his control and prided himself on being a god, was stunned.

He had not expected that someone in the Great Ming martial arts world could unleash such a powerful attack; he even felt an extraordinary threat to his life.

If he took this sword head-on, he would lose a layer of Skin even if he didn't die!

The key was that he couldn't dodge; the aura of One Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate had locked onto him, and unless he could instantly escape a thousand miles away, it was hard to avoid.

"I never expected that such a figure in the Sword Dao would appear in the world!"

Although Di Shitian felt threatened, he was not afraid; having lived for a thousand years, his internal energy had long reached a state of perfection, and he said:

"This seat is also skilled in using the sword!"

"Today, I shall meet you with the Sword Dao!"

Since he couldn't dodge, Di Shitian simply unleashed his ultimate move!

Once Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin was unleashed, all things in heaven and earth turned into swords, and countless strands of Sword Dao true Qi floated in the air.

Clang, clang, clang!

The Sword Qi hissed, emitting a pleasant sound, like golden weapons and iron horses!

On one side was the god-like One Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate, and on the other was the grand and imposing Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin!

The two great Absolute sword intents collided, and heaven and earth lost their color.

But do not forget, apart from Li Chungang, Zhang Sanfeng and Yuan Tiangang were no weaklings.

The Taiji Sword and Tiangang Art, two great Absolute techniques, assisted Li Chungang's One Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate, making this move possess the power to shock heaven and earth and move ghosts and gods to tears!

Boom!

A clash of extreme sword intent occurred; the Sword Qi filling the sky shattered, and quite a bit of it shot into the six major sects and the rogue cultivators, causing many martial artists to be severely injured, with some even losing their lives.

This was the jianghu; life and death always arrived so unexpectedly.

No one felt pity; there was only awe for existences like the Sword God Li Chungang and Di Shitian.

Di Shitian was forced back several hundred zhang, and Li Chungang, Zhang Sanfeng, and Yuan Tiangang were also pushed back continuously.

"What a strong enemy!" Li Chungang said.

"Yingying said he has lived for a thousand years; it seems that was not a lie. That internal energy is truly unfathomable," the Bad Commander said.

If he were facing Di Shitian alone, he would have no chance at all.

"Cough, cough."

Di Shitian coughed, his chest in extreme pain; even though he had blocked One Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate, the powerful sword intent had still penetrated his body.

But fortunately, his Phoenix Blood power could heal his wounds!

"Hahaha, not bad, not bad," Di Shitian laughed.

"Your Excellency might as well leave now; if this continues, it will only result in mutual destruction," Zhang Sanfeng said.

"Zhang Sanfeng, the God Lord ordered me to capture you and bring you back; this mission must be completed. You had best be sensible and leave with me. Although this seat cannot take you down in a short while, the aftermath of the battle is enough to destroy the entire Wudang and the sects here."

"True Person Sanfeng, you wouldn't want the hundreds of lives here to die because of you, would you!"

Because Di Shitian was unsure of the strength of Li Chungang and Yuan Tiangang, he used the lives of those around him as a threat.

Upon hearing this, the six major sects, Zhu Wushi, and countless rogue cultivators all changed color!

If this Di Shitian were determined to wipe out the others, there really would be no one who could stop him.

"Bah, evil demon! Even if I die, this nun will not submit!"

"Zhang Sanfeng, go ahead and fight; don't worry about us."

At this moment, Miejue Shitai, who had been frustrated all along, was the first to speak.

This made Zhang Sanfeng glance at her slightly, and he immediately understood.

Miejue Shitai hated evil and detested the Demon Dao; although she had her own selfish motives, no one could compare to her in her determination to eliminate demons.

Previously, when she forced Zhang Cuishan and his wife, she hadn't given him any face, but looking at the facts, Cui Shan, the disciple, had indeed provided evidence of colluding with the Demon Sect; how could Miejue not hate that?

Moreover, Miejue was vain; having been beaten by him, how could she not hate him, how could she not be twisted?

Humans are not sages; who can be without faults?

"Don't do that, True Person Sanfeng, you hold off this demon, let us retreat first!"

Xian Yutong of Mount Hua and the Kongtong Five Elders said together.

This formed a sharp contrast with Miejue.

"Zhang Sanfeng, what are you waiting for? Evil demons should be executed by everyone," Miejue Shitai said sternly.

"Noisy!"

Seeing this, Di Shitian opened his eyes slightly, and a golden light shot out from his pupils, sinking directly into the center of Miejue's brow.

Miejue fell to the ground in response, her aura withered, spitting blood, having suffered a heavy blow.

This was Di Shitian's divine art, the Four Tribulations of the Sacred Heart, the Startling Eye Tribulation!

Releasing golden light from the pupils to heavily injure another's Primordial Spirit with the power of one's own Primordial Spirit; it was weird and unfathomable!

In this world, existences like Di Shitian who have cultivated a Primordial Spirit are too few.

"Miejue!" Zhang Sanfeng's expression changed drastically, sensing that Miejue was on the verge of death.

Although Miejue was sometimes detestable and very easy to hate, Zhang Sanfeng had never wished for her to die.

Moreover, she was Guo Xiang's disciple; if Miejue died, he feared that Emei would be gone in the future.

"Old Li, what are the odds of taking him down?" Zhang Sanfeng asked.

"Fifty-fifty, to be honest. I don't have much certainty either; at most, I can remain in an invincible position for now," Li Chungang said.

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng's mood also became heavy.

If they could not take down Di Shitian in a short time, he feared it would cause many more casualties.

Whoosh!

At this moment, a figure appeared before Zhang Sanfeng and Li Chungang.

"Cough, cough, True Person Sanfeng, if you don't mind, Ye is willing to do it for you."

Ye Fan wore a smile, yet he deliberately raised his chin and stood with his hands behind his back.

Zhang Sanfeng was slightly stunned, then smiled: "If Young Friend Ye takes action, that would be for the best."

He did not insist on fighting Di Shitian himself; for the current situation, a quick victory was the best method.

"Rest assured!"

"With me here, there will be no accidents!"

Ye Fan then looked at Di Shitian and spoke indifferently:

"Di Shitian, right? Make your move, otherwise you won't have the chance."

"?" Di Shitian was astonished.

It seemed he hadn't revealed his name, had he?

Why did this person know his name, and why was he so young?

"Who are you?" Di Shitian asked, his expression slightly serious.

"You may call me, Heavenly Emperor Ye!"

Ye Fan said, his body standing tall in the air, his aura extraordinary.