As the head of the Zhang family, Zhang Lingxiao's status in the ancient martial arts world is like that of an emperor in the secular world, supreme and in charge of the power of life and death.
He was not a kind person. In the cruel competition, he stood out from countless heirs and was crowned king, becoming a powerful overlord of his generation.
He never expected that a young man would dare to disobey him, kill his two sons and two elders, and destroy the entire Silver Armored Guard.
This blood feud cannot be resolved at all, so evil and anger arise from the heart!
"boom!"
With Zhang Lingxiao's body as the center of the circle, a solid pressure spread out in all directions, instantly covering the entire Baiyun Peak.
The warriors in the distance felt their chests sink, as if they were being pressed down by a high mountain, and every inch of their skin was under tremendous pressure.
The golden Taoist robe on Zhang Lingxiao's body was constantly shaking like clouds spreading in all directions.
Suddenly, he bit his fingertip, and a drop of bright red blood flew out and splashed on the Taoist robe.
"Whoa!"
The red glow on the Taoist robe was bright, and the nine four-clawed dragons tattooed on it "came" to life at this moment, lifelike and vivid, as if they were about to break away from the Taoist robe at any time, spread their teeth and claws, and soar into the world.
"I recommend the dragon with my blood!"
Zhang Lingxiao shouted loudly, and his voice pierced through the cracked gold and stone, soaring into the sky. The weaker warriors couldn't help but cover their ears with their hands, using their strength to protect their heart veins, for fear of being accidentally injured.
The next moment, the nine four-clawed dragons painted on the Taoist robe actually soared out, hovering high in the sky, tearing apart the clouds, and were invincible, as if there was nothing between heaven and earth that could stop them!
"Dragon! It's a real dragon!!!"
In the distance, someone immediately exclaimed. In addition to horror, their tone was filled with reverence and piety.
Dragons have always had an extremely respected status in Chinese mythology, comparable to gods.
The dragon has nine shapes, its head is like a camel, its horns are like a deer, its eyes are like a rabbit, its ears are like an ox, its neck is like a snake, its belly is like a mirage, its scales are like a carp, its claws are like an eagle, and its palms are like a tiger. It has eighty-one scales on its back.
Nine and nine yang numbers, breathing into clouds can turn into water and fire.
The nine strange beasts flying in the sky in front of me are neither dragons nor pythons, but real divine dragons. Although they only have four claws, they are also mysterious and extraordinary.
It is rumored that the ancestors of the Zhang family have the blood of a true dragon, which has been passed down to this day.
Even though Zhang Lingxiao is not a pure Yang body, he can still use the power in his blood to urge nine divine dragons to descend into the world.
"Ho ho ho ho ho!!!"
Waves of dragon roars were heard, earth-shaking, resounding through the sky. All the animals near Baiyun Peak lay on the ground, trembling as if they had encountered a natural enemy.
At this time, Zhang Lingxiao pointed his finger in the air, pointed at Ye Fan from a distance, and shouted:
"The dragon soars through the nine heavens and dominates the world!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the nine dragons seemed to have received an order, and swooped towards Ye Fan with a devastating force.
"Boom!"
The sound was like a rainbow, like the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens plummeting down. Let alone a mortal body, even a small mountain would be razed to the ground in an instant.
What shocked Ye Fan even more was that these nine dragons also contained the aura of an emperor who looked down upon all things!
Zhang Lingxiao, who summoned the divine dragon, is more like a born emperor. He possesses the posture of a great emperor who shocks the world. He dominates the world and sweeps across all directions.
Feeling the power of this "Dragon Soaring Nine Heavens Controlling the Mountains" move, many warriors were horrified beyond measure, with incredible expressions on their faces, as if they had been given a body-holding spell and stood frozen in place, unable to move at all.
As strong men in the ancient martial arts world, they pride themselves on being superior to others, otherworldly, and superior to all living beings.
But now, Zhang Lingxiao's casual attack was completely beyond their imagination. It was no longer a mortal's move, it had reached the realm of an immortal.
If it were in ancient times, with Zhang Lingxiao's strength, he could have entered the palace, replaced him, and established himself as the emperor. No civil and military officials would dare not disobey him.
"Is this the true power of a powerful person in heaven? It's so terrifying!"
"They are both powerful men in heaven. Compared with the head of the Zhang family, Wu Tianshi, the master of Longhu Mountain, pales in comparison!"
"The true dragon comes to the world, and the world surrenders! Under this move, that kid will definitely disappear and die!"
"That's right! No matter how talented he is, he can't survive under the absolute suppression of strength! This is the fate of offending the Zhang family!"
"Hmph! This boy who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth deserves to die!"
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For a time, public opinion was one-sided, and no one was optimistic about Ye Fan at all.
There is an old saying: the head can be cut off, the blood can be shed, the will cannot be bent, and the heart cannot be humiliated.
What is more terrifying than destroying the enemy's body is destroying the enemy's spirit.
On the ancient battlefield, heroes like Xiang Yu, Lu Fengxian, and Li Yuanba led the way with one person worth a thousand.
Every move he made was filled with a domineering aura that looked down upon the world. With a glare in his eyes, his enemies would fall to their knees in fear.
But now, the imperial power contained in these nine dragons is coming from all directions, constantly impacting Ye Fan's consciousness, as if to defeat him.
However, in the midst of the storm, Ye Fan remained calm and composed, his face as deep as water, without any ripples.
There is an old saying: He who has a thunder in his chest and a face as flat as a lake can be worshiped as a general!
And this sentence happens to be a true portrayal of Ye Fan now.
The next moment, Ye Fan suddenly puffed up his chest, his eyes were bright, and he was so majestic that he commanded the wind and clouds.
In fierce battles again and again, Ye Fan defeated countless powerful enemies and never developed the will to win.
At this moment, even though the nine divine dragons were in front of him, he not only was not afraid, but also had the heroic ambition to compete with them. His determination was as firm as a rock and never wavered.
The enemy he will face in the future is the unparalleled giant in the world of immortality, the Supreme Immortal Lord. How can he back down here?
Suddenly, Ye Fan's eyes burned with blazing flames, a brave and fearless aura emerged from his body, and he shouted:
"The fighting spirit will last until death! The brave man is fearless. Because he is fearless, he is invincible!"
As soon as he finished speaking, an indescribable sword intention emerged from Ye Fan's body, sacrificing life and death with heroic determination, just like Jing Ke stabbing the King of Qin.
Ye Fan's lifelong martial arts will was completely integrated into this sword intention, and even sublimated, reaching the state of "fearlessness".
Once this sword is drawn, the enemy will not be killed and will never be sheathed.
Since practicing, the only sword technique that Ye Fan has really practiced is "Brave Sword Cutting Tiangang" among the "Seven Swords of Beichen".
With one move of the brave sword, you can only attack but not defend. It can destroy all enemies and cut through six paths.
The place of discontinuation is the place of beginning, and only when there is no end can one be able to survive!
Only the determination to put life and death aside can master the sword.
And now, from "Brave Sword Cutting Tiangang", Ye Fan has given birth to his own sword intention——
Fearless sword intent!
To practice swordsmanship, you must first forge the heart of the sword!
The sword is like the heart, and the heart is like the sword. When the heart moves, the sword moves!
Therefore, good people hold the sword to save people, and evil people hold the sword to kill people. There are also swords that kill people to save people, and swords that kill people to save people.
Soldiers are weapons, and saints use them as a last resort. If a saint holds a sword, he can bring peace to the world, but if a wicked man holds it, he can bring chaos to the nine provinces.
Sword practitioners, even if they hold a green sword in their hands and learn peerless sword moves, if they cannot understand the meaning of the sword, they will ultimately be ordinary people and will be forgotten by everyone.
Only by understanding your own sword intent can you be considered a true swordsman.
The mind connects with the heart, and when the heart moves, the mind comes out.
If the heart is fearless, the sword will be fearless, which is the fearless sword intention.
Faced with countless difficulties and obstacles, even the gods and Buddhas above the nine heavens and the fierce ghosts under the nine netherworlds, they are fearless.
At this moment, Ye Fan clenched the Thunder Tribulation Sword in his hand, and the fearless sword intent was attached to it. Even if he was in extreme danger, he was not afraid at all, standing proudly and unmoving.
"We monks will overcome thorns and thorns and go against the will of heaven! I am fearless. Even if the road ahead is difficult and dangerous, I will cut it off with one sword!"
Ye Fan's voice contained absolute confidence, bravery, and fearlessness.
"boom!"
A crimson sword as thick as a pillar shot out from the Thunder Tribulation Sword, with a fearless sword intent, piercing the sky, carrying the power of destroying the world, and swept towards the nine divine dragons, the momentum was extremely mammoth.
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"Stab it! Stab it! Stab it..."
Bursts of shattering sounds suddenly sounded, and the nine divine dragons that were originally unstoppable became as fragile as porcelain under the red sword, breaking and falling apart at the touch of a touch.
In just a few breaths, these nine dragons disappeared into thin air and were completely annihilated, as if they had never existed.