Chapter 1350

As the halberd blade swept, endless surges of energy flashed.

It hacked toward the Jin Peng King.

"Hmph!"

The other party gave a cold snort, stretched out a palm, and clawed toward Tong Xiangyu.

He was the patriarch of the Jin Peng clan, a cultivator at the eighth level of Saint, and could be called an expert throughout the entire Primordial realm.

Such an existence naturally possessed extraordinary arrogance.

And upon seeing such a scene, a smile appeared at the corner of Ximen Wudi's mouth.

He had not expected things to develop like this.

Then, he said lightly.

"Perish!"

As the words fell, behind him the phantom of an Ancestral Witch manifested.

In his hand, a bronze battle-axe cleaved down.

"Roar!"

As the axe blade fell, endless divine thunder flashed.

"Boom—!"

Then, the Peng Emperor at this moment didn't even have a chance to react before being completely engulfed within it.

A scream rang out, and a skyful of blood mist spread.

Everyone dared not be careless.

They watched the battlefield tensely, wanting to see how things would turn out.

And at the same time.

A look of joy appeared on Tong Xiangyu's face as he said slowly.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, on successfully breaking through!"

His voice carried a note of excitement.

After all, the stronger Ximen Wudi's strength, the safer he himself could be.

Otherwise, the Great Han's army corps would need to consume resources every year.

His own cultivation would also be unable to advance a single step.

"Mm!"

Ximen Wudi nodded.

Then, he opened his mouth to speak.

"You have done very well.

Today I confer upon you the title of Jin Peng Marshal.

Lead the Jin Peng army and garrison the Jin Peng Mountain Range.

I shall go first to deal with some small fry!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Upon hearing the words, Tong Xiangyu replied respectfully.

At this moment, he understood in his heart.

The current Ximen Wudi had undergone a massive surge in strength.

These ordinary great bandits were simply no match for him.

And after Ximen Wudi finished speaking, he led his army forward.

At this moment, a dense aura of murderous intent permeated the world.

Even the people of the Jin Peng clan did not have the courage to flee.

Ximen Wudi was simply too strong.

Beside him, Tong Xiangyu carried his battle-halberd.

His entire being seemed to have transformed into a demon god.

All around, wisps of blood mist drifted out.

And in the Jin Peng King's eyes, threads of fear appeared.

If it were an ordinary time, he might still have fought Ximen Wudi to the death.

But at this moment, he felt a fatal threat.

Nevertheless, he still roared angrily.

"You dare to make enemies of the Jin Peng clan.

You are courting death!"

His voice was filled with anger.

"Bang!"

But what greeted him was a kick sent out by Tong Xiangyu.

This time, the other party had no way to dodge at all.

After being struck in the body, he fell straight to the ground.

Fresh blood kept spilling from his mouth.

At this moment, his face was incomparably pale.

Then, he spoke toward Ximen Wudi.

"You dare to kill me—the Jin Peng clan will not spare you!"

He was afraid, a glint of terror flashing in his eyes.

And just at this moment, the corner of Ximen Wudi's mouth curled into a savage grin.

He said coldly.

"What do you take Me for? Am I the sort of person you can threaten?

Since you want to seek death, how could I dare not oblige you!"

After he finished speaking, the burly soldiers behind him charged out at this very moment.

Their speed was unmatched.

Especially Tong Xiangyu, who was ferociously fierce.

Both fists struck out together, smashing a member of the Jin Peng clan to pieces.

Blood splashed up, causing the Jin Peng King's pupils to contract involuntarily.

At this moment, a look of horror finally surfaced in his eyes.

And just as he was about to beg for mercy.

"Puchi!"

Tong Xiangyu brought his hammer down and blasted his skull apart.

In an instant, all around fell deathly silent.

The Rise of the Jin Peng Family

At this point, how could they still not know.

Ximen Wudi's methods had utterly exceeded their comprehension.

"Your Majesty is wise!"

The elders of the Jin Peng Family, while paying compliments, felt even more relief in their eyes.

This time, though the losses were devastating.

It had nonetheless brought about the rise of the Jin Peng Family.

Presumably, the Jin Peng King would also be immensely gratified.

And at this moment, Ximen Wudi paid them no further attention.

His gaze locked onto the great hall within Jin Pengcheng.

At this time, inside Jin Pengcheng.

Within a luxurious palace.

Sat an old man.