The Great Martial Saint!

Chapter 954 Raging Thunder and Heavenly Wrath, Soul Returns to Heaven and Earth

In the past, during the battle of Yunshan, Cangjian bullied the weak and overwhelmed them with his power. Today, Cangjian, still recovering from his injuries, fights Chen Ping'an to the death with a severed arm.

One loss, one debt; cause and effect cycle, and so it goes.

Chen Ping'an remained calm, his sword flashing brilliantly amidst the roaring thunder.

In an instant, the entire world was filled with a deafening roar and endless carnage.

"The Hidden Sword Sect has made its move!"

"Sword Intent of Soaring Light!"

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Inside the Great Pass of Beishan, all the celestial beings were moved, watching the distant rumbling and shaking.

Although this battle of Cangjian was not its peak, the combat power that was unleashed in that instant had some of the grandeur of its past.

Such a situation is extremely unbelievable for a swordsman who has lost his sword-wielding hand and whose injuries have not yet healed.

"This sword is really well hidden."

In the distance, a short, stout Taoist from the Green Wood Sect looked at the sword intent and sword light in the distant sky with a surprised expression.

"It looks like there's going to be a fight."

Jiang Ruotong's expression was calm and serene, like a lotus in clear water, her clear eyes fixed on the scene in the distance.

Although both of them were focused on the scene, their restraining and oppressive auras remained undiminished, firmly locking onto Gu Yueqianfang not far away.

Seeing the scene before him, Gu Yueqianfang was filled with resentment and his face showed anger, hoping that Cangjian would do as he wished.

"Ordinary two realms".

Hou Xibai stood above the Zhenfu Division, his eyes slightly narrowed.

At this moment, he had suppressed his emotions and began to assess the situation before him.

The situation at Cangjian is better than expected.

His injuries had not yet healed; he had lost an arm and his sword, but his combat strength was still at the level of an ordinary second-realm Celestial Being.

In particular, his seasoned swordsmanship pushed the power of his swordsmanship to its limit.

They can often make one unit of combat power achieve the effect of two or even three units.

This is a highly skilled swordsman who has mastered the art of swordsmanship, accumulating experience over hundreds of years.

Even if their combat strength is no longer at its peak, it is still not something that a newly promoted Celestial Realm junior can afford to provoke.

Hou Xibai, who was referring to Chen Ping'an, had a complex look in his eyes, and a hint of unease appeared in his expression.

Today's events, with Gu Yueyan's death, regardless of whether this battle is won or lost, have undoubtedly left a deep impression on him with Chen Ping'an's actions.

If Chen Ping'an survives today, the situation in Beishan will likely change drastically!

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Hou Xibai lowered his eyes and looked into the distance. Ripples spread across the water, and the wind and clouds shifted. A hint of anticipation appeared in his eyes.

"Hidden Sword. You've practiced swordsmanship for hundreds of years, and you can't even defeat a newcomer?!"

Swish!Swish!Swish!

Sword light flashed, and sword intent soared into the sky.

Every sword strike from Cangjian is unleashed to its fullest potential, unleashing an extremely terrifying killing power.

The surrounding space seemed to have been cut apart, constantly emitting sharp, long howls, the sound of swords echoing and piercing the sky.

The Hidden Sword technique is extremely sophisticated; both its movement and swordsmanship are perfectly coordinated.

Even if their combat strength is far inferior to before, any second-realm Celestial Being would have to treat such a figure with utmost caution. Those with shallow foundations might suffer losses if they were not careful.

If this is true for beings at the second level of the Heavenly Realm, then what about beings at the first level of the Heavenly Realm who have not yet reached the second level?

Such a display of combat prowess caused many of the Celestial Beings watching to change color. Since the news of Cang Jian's severed arm and serious injury had spread, their evaluation of him had risen considerably.

That old scoundrel Cangjian is really good at hiding his true intentions.

Although he was half-crippled, his combat strength had been transformed into such a large amount in a short period of time.

If he recovers from his injuries in the future, he will probably be able to maintain 70-80% of his peak fighting strength.

One day, people were amazed.

Mang Dao possesses extraordinary talent and exceptional abilities; he cannot be regarded as an ordinary newcomer. Gu Yueyan's fate serves as the best example of his growing fame.

His injuries had not yet healed, and he had lost an arm, so his combat strength was far less than before.

He has temporarily suppressed his injuries with a secret technique, but if he gets into a long and arduous battle, his condition will only get weaker and weaker once the effect of the technique wears off.

The chances of winning will only decrease.

Therefore, Cangjian's idea for this battle was extremely clear: to win quickly and decisively!

He needs to quickly establish an advantage, create an overwhelming situation, and lay the foundation for victory.

Therefore, from the very beginning, Cangjian adopted a desperate, all-out fighting style.

I thought I could gain the upper hand from the start and thus expand my advantage.

Unexpectedly, facing his fierce attacks, Mang Dao, a newly promoted martial arts master, seemed to be handling the situation with ease.

He parried every single sword strike with precision, leaving him with no way to use his strength.

"How is this possible!?" Hidden beneath Cangjian's icy expression lay a profound shock.

"Is this young man's talent truly so exceptional?"

"No! We absolutely cannot delay! Delay will only lead to danger!"

With this thought in mind, Cangjian hardened his heart and forced out a mouthful of blood essence, spitting it onto the sword. In an instant, his sword light rose by half a step.

He is still recovering from his injuries and needs to recuperate. If he were to force his essence and blood now, the consequences afterward would likely be enormous.

But in order to suppress the madman, he no longer cared about anything else.

"They certainly have a lot of variety."

Chen Ping'an remained calm, noticing the sword light in mid-air increasing slightly.

Under his divine sense, nothing Zang Jian did could escape his notice.

He had already clashed with Cangjian in the previous battle against Heiming. However, at that time, he was disguised and relied more on physical training and qi to suppress the enemy, without using any sword techniques.

However, he was already familiar with his opponent's moves, and his combat strength was far greater than before.

Even with the forced use of his essence blood, due to numerous limitations, the current Cangjian is at most only a fraction of his former combat strength. He might still be able to manage to fight ordinary second-realm Celestial Beings.

But for him...

That's undoubtedly wishful thinking.

Even so, Chen Ping'an showed great patience, revealing a soul foundation that was almost a level stronger than the Pure Dao Foundation. With soul power comparable to that of a typical second realm cultivator, he fought on equal footing with Cang Jian, creating a fierce battle.

He's a newcomer now; he can be exceptionally talented, but he absolutely cannot be too exceptional.

In fact, for someone like him, with the power of a newly ascended Celestial Being, to be able to contend with a veteran Celestial Being like Cang Jian, whose injuries have not yet healed and whose condition has greatly declined, is already an extremely brilliant and monstrous talent.

It can even be compared to some prodigies with exceptional physical abilities.

If such deeds were to spread, they would likely cause a stir from all sides.

But in fact, having too much debt is not a problem. He already had the matter of the Ancient Yue Clan, so he didn't need the matter of the Hidden Sword.

However, it's important to strike the right balance during the process.

The Dao Foundation, which surpasses the Pure level, is Chen Ping'an's grasp of this event.

A pure Dao foundation, in theory, has the potential to advance to the Celestial-Human level.

A Dao Foundation stronger than the Pure level and second only to the Perfect Dao Foundation—such cultivation potential should be considered worthy of becoming a Great Celestial in Martial Arts!

The probability may be low, but a possibility is a possibility.

This will greatly widen the gap between us and ordinary celestial beings. After today's events, our prestige and status will surely skyrocket!

Chen Ping'an unleashed his sword power, unleashing a storm of wind and thunder that shone brightly in the sky, creating a deafening roar as he fought with remarkable composure.

"Wild Blade"

Ying Congyun was shocked and speechless with astonishment.

It's hard to imagine that just a short time ago, on Mount Yun, Chen Ping'an was in a position of absolute weakness.

But in such a short time, they were able to stand on equal footing with each other and compete on equal footing.

Mang Dao's talent was as brilliant as the sun, terrifying to the extreme.

A gentleman takes revenge even after ten years, but how long has it been?

Recalling past events, Mang Dao on Yunshan Mountain pointed his sword at Yunshan Mountain and said, "Elder Cangjian, do you not intend to give an explanation for what happened today?"

Ying Congyun was moved, and at this moment, he felt a surge of excitement and pleasure.

A true man should live life to the fullest, seeking justice and seeking revenge.

"How could this be!"

Zang Jian's old face flushed red, and his long, snow-white eyebrows conveyed a sense of desolation.

His expression was shaken; the injuries within his body could no longer be suppressed. The surging power repeatedly attacked, constantly devouring his remaining energy.

Almost instantly, his peak aura began to weaken, and all his suppressive power began to diminish significantly.

Damn it!

Zang Jian was furious and roared in anger.

Mangdao Mingming

She was clearly about to give up.

If he had a little more time, he would surely have been able to kill Mang Dao here.

But now.

Zang Jian was furious, and the sharp sword light that crisscrossed the air gradually weakened.

The battle collapsed in an instant.

"Can't hold on any longer!?" Chen Ping'an's mind was as clear as a mirror, his control over the situation on the field was meticulous.

With his injuries, Cangjian's previous fighting prowess is unlikely to last long. Now that his condition has declined, it's time to end this farce.

Swish!

Chen Ping'an's blade flashed, its momentum as heavy as a mountain.

Lightning flashed, and a thousand blades were unleashed simultaneously.

"It's time to end this, Hidden Sword!"

Chen Ping'an's eyes were calm, but with an ultimate strike, he brought his blade down amidst lightning and thunder.

"Yes, it's time to end this."

Beneath that dazzling blade of energy, Cangjian's gaze remained remarkably calm, his long hair danced wildly, and his white eyebrows curled upwards.

Under this ultimate blow, he actually closed his eyes.

A peculiar artistic conception emanated from him and spread to the surroundings.

The next moment, Cangjian suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp and piercing, like a sword gleaming towards the heavens.

"What do you think I've relied on to dominate for so many years?"

Splash!

The sword intent swirled and intertwined, forming a giant sword intent that suddenly took shape.

A terrifying sword aura, as imposing as a towering peak, rose out of thin air from the void behind Cang Jian.

"coming!"

"The Hidden Sword's deadly sword strike!" "One sword flattens mountains, shattering peaks suspended in mid-air!"

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At Beishan Pass, countless people were deeply moved as they gazed at the terrifying scene in the sky, which seemed to possess the immense power of heaven and earth.

It is like a sword descending upon the world, capable of cleaving mountains.

Lei Xiaotian's eyes were deep and filled with apprehension.

In the past, at the height of his power, even he would have found it difficult to withstand this sword strike from Cangjian. To directly confront this move would have inevitably resulted in a great loss.

Although my swordsmanship is not as strong as it was in the past, it is still in both spirit and form, and has regained some of the glory of its heyday.

With this sword strike, the monstrous blade...

"Hidden Sword! What a brilliant Hidden Sword!" The short, stout Taoist priest watched the changes unfold with great interest.

Jiang Ruotong looked at the giant sword in mid-air with a hint of surprise in her clear, autumn-like eyes.

"Kill him, kill him!"

Gu Yue was filled with resolute hatred, gritting her teeth.

If we can kill Mang Dao here today, then he will have an explanation for the young master's death.

Furthermore, the one who made the move was Cangjian, and it had nothing to do with him. The consequences of Mangdao's death, and any repercussions, will not fall on his head.

There is an explanation to give to the people, and a statement to give to the people. All hope is placed on this sword of Cangjian.

"With a single sword stroke, mountains are leveled; broken peaks hang suspended in mid-air!"

Chen Ping'an quietly watched the massive sword aura in mid-air. The previous dazzling blade light had completely dissipated as the sword intent emerged.

But Chen Ping'an's expression did not change at all.

"Die, you brute!"

The sword's momentum crashed down like a mountain, its sharp light sweeping across the vast wilderness.

As the sword's momentum surged, Cangjian's complexion paled considerably, his aura weakened, and he was completely exhausted.

But his eyes shone with an astonishing brightness as he stared intently at the figure in the distance, high in the air.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Countless sword strikes dissipated, and that giant sword, like a mountain that could suppress all obstacles, was invincible and could destroy everything in its path.

This sword can cleave mountains, cut through metal and stone, and even more.

Rampage!

"What a terrifying sword strike!"

"This sword."

Countless people at Beishan Pass were shaken, especially the Celestials who had never witnessed the pinnacle of Cangjian's swordplay before. They were deeply shocked, feeling that if they were in the midst of it all, they would likely find it difficult to change the inevitable outcome, no matter what they tried.

"Mangdao is in danger."

Some people were moved and had already made up their minds.

"Die!"

The swordsman's aura was weak, but his eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.

Seeing the sword intent soaring and overwhelming, his eyes shone even brighter.

Just when he thought everything was settled, an unexpected change occurred.

A terrifying blade intent swept across the area with a deafening roar.

Amidst countless shockwaves that reverberated through his soul, Chen Ping'an remained indifferent as he slowly raised the sword in his hand, pointing it straight towards the sky.

In an instant, the weather changed drastically, with howling winds and thunder.

"This is."

A slight pause appeared on Cangjian's face, but it quickly transformed into boundless confidence and resolute hatred.

Rampage!

No matter what tricks you use today, it won't change the fact that you've perished here.

Puff puff puff.

The sword intent and the saber intent collided, producing a rumbling sound like a millstone, constantly stirring the heavens and earth.

The sword's momentum, driven by the hidden sword, roared with extreme force.

Although the sword intent was strong, he was absolutely confident that he could completely annihilate it.

It was just a last-ditch effort before its demise.

The sword's momentum, as imposing as a towering peak, slashed down, already upon Mang Dao's body.

"Die! Die!"

A strange expression appeared on Cangjian's face.

In the distance, Gu Yueqianfang's face was also full of joy.

But just when almost everyone thought so, the expressions on everyone's faces froze instantly.

Rumble~

Above the clouds, the wind and clouds surged, and thunder roared down.

A thunderbolt, as thick as a giant mountain, roared down, containing terrifying power, and struck the strange peak sword aura.

That overwhelming sword intent only lasted for half a moment before it completely collapsed.

The immense sword aura instantly crumbled and disintegrated, annihilating like a mountain, rolling away in all directions.

Countless waves surged, crackling with electricity, accompanied by the roar of thunder all around.

As the air surged, lightning flashed.

Almost instantly, the entire sky above Beishan Pass transformed into a sea of ​​thunder.

At the heart of Thunder Ocean, Chen Ping'an, long sword in hand, stood silently amidst the howling winds, like a thunderous ruler.

Thunderous Blade Technique, ultimate secret technique: Thunderous Wrath!

A thunderous roar, drawn by a knife.

"This is."

"Raging Thunder and Heavenly Wrath!"

"Thunderous Blade Technique, the ultimate secret technique!"

"That brute! That brute!"

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At Beishan Pass, Fang Chengping and the other celestial beings were utterly shocked.

The celestial being's expression froze for a moment, muttering in disbelief as he stared at the scene in the distance.

The Heavenly Thunder Punishment was an ultimate strike far exceeding that of ordinary second-realm celestial beings.

The imposing sword aura and immense sword intent proved utterly vulnerable under this divine punishment-like strike, crumbling instantly.

The sword light shone mournfully, and the sword intent faded away.

"puff!"

The sword panel was as hard as paper, the sword aura shattered, and under the backlash of the sword intent, he spat out a long mouthful of blood, which splattered into the sky.

The terrifying force of the blade, like a vast ocean of thunder, made him tremble uncontrollably.

Lightning and lightning ripped through the air, coursing through his body and numbing his senses.

He tried his best to activate his divine soul sword intent to isolate these things from his body.

But the overwhelming backlash and the uncontrollable injuries left him powerless to do anything more.

At that moment, his eyes were filled with shock as he murmured to himself, looking at the figure in the distant, thunderous ocean.

"Raging Thunder and Heavenly Wrath!"

The Thunderous Blade Technique, the ultimate secret technique, costs one's lifespan and sacrifices one's blood and energy to unleash a devastating strike.

The Wild Blade has actually reached this level in his mastery of the Thunder Blade Technique!

In just a few years, it has reached this stage.

He truly deserves to be called a genius in swordsmanship.

Amidst countless moving and awe-inspiring moments, the next instant, Cangjian's expression softened, and he burst into maniacal laughter.

"Haha, Chen Ping'an, is it worth it?"

You dared to use this trick to kill me.

The wrath of thunder! How many years will you lose if this strike lands on you?!

"Life essence and vital energy are being lost; you yourself won't get better!"

Whoosh!

Lightning flashed and winds howled as Chen Ping'an moved like a streak of light, launching a surprise attack.

“Chen Ping’an, no matter how talented you are, you are still a newcomer. Although you have reached the level of a Celestial Being, your foundation is not yet stable. If you dare to use this move, your lifespan will inevitably be affected as your potential path is waning.”

Zang Jian's expression was crazed, devoid of any fear, only a final revenge against Tianjiao before his death. It was a final, resolute pleasure.

"Hahaha, I never imagined that I, a half-crippled old man, could exchange my life for the future path of a prodigy before I die."

It was worth it!

Swish!

The blade flashed brilliantly as it arrived, and as it reached him, Cangjian's expression suddenly turned ferocious.

"Back in Yunshan, I should have just killed you!"

He stared intently at Chen Ping'an, his eyes filled with hatred.

"You've lost your chance."

Chen Ping'an's gaze was calm, as indifferent as a piece of cold iron.

The blade flashed, the wind howled like thunder, and lightning swept across the land.

Above the northern mountains, the wind and clouds changed color, and waves of air surged.

As he lay dying, Cangjian's expression was contorted with hatred, his extreme rage revealing only resentment.

But the next moment, his expression froze, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

"You are..."

Zang Jian's heart pounded wildly, his expression one of utter horror.

Beneath the raging, thunderous blade, a wisp of aura quietly dissipated. Though it was so subtle as to be almost invisible, it was clearly visible in front of him.

In his entire life, Cangjian had never been so shocked and shaken as he was now.

He murmured as he looked at the figure before him, as if he were seeing a deity.

In this world, there are truly extraordinary talents who shine so brightly!

What are these "wild swords" and "celestial beings"? They're all just games.

His true strength lay in physical training and conditioning.

"No wonder, no wonder."

A sudden realization dawned on Cangjian's mind.

Swish!

As the blade struck, amidst endless shock and horror, Cangjian's body shattered, and his thoughts returned to the heavens and earth.

The spirit and soul are extinguished, the mind is empty.

The Supreme Elder of the Sword Pavilion, Cangjian, is dead! (End of Chapter)