489: Chapter 106 Shenjing ssenger?
Slaughter!
(W character big chapter)_5 489: Chapter 106 Shenjing ssenger?
Slaughter!
(W character big chapter)_5 Lifting his head, Protector-General Song took a deep breath as his eyes suddenly turned a shade of green, his pupils and sclera indistinguishable amidst the green haze.
In that instant, a howling gale whipped around him, coming in through his lungs, gathering at his dantian, running through his ridians, and finally accelerating from the many nodes at his spine, transforming into a Da Chen military armor that enveloped his entire body.
This made the usually soft-spoken Inward Officer appear majestic and formidable, like a high-ranking general!
This technique was precisely one from the Song Family’s secret Martial ridian Formation Maps, known as “Thousand Miles Wind Destroying the Dawn”!
The first threshold of the Martial ridian realm is called “Seven Orifices Five Senses Enlighten Oneself’s Heart”, which through the condensation of Inner Strength, opens the “Soul and Spirit Divine Abnormality,” connecting the human body with the outside world through the seven orifices and five senses, and using the Fate Pattern as the core to create one’s own “Small World” within the heart.
Following that, the second threshold “Hundred Breakthroughs Refinents Corresponding to Earth Veins” involves stimulating the other four Divine Abnormalities, drawing the corresponding Spiritual Fiends, and establishing the tangible “Four Directions Heavenly Pillars” within the body and the heart’s ocean, thereby upholding the grandeur of the Martial ridian Formation!
Protector-General Song was at this exact stage.
His “Thousand Miles Wind Destroying the Dawn” primarily utilized the Lung’s Divine Abnormality, the “Ancient Qi” of the Song Family, capable of exhaling clouds, sighing thunder, transforming storms into armor, and condensing wind into soldiers.
Its power was pushed to the extre, capable of affecting the heavens and obscuring the sun!
Although Protector-General Song was still far from mastering this realm, for now, it was enough!
His hair flew wildly as he drew his sword and swung it with full force at An Jing, the violent wind blowing away the frosty ground around them, exposing the dark soil that hadn’t seen sunlight for a long ti.
In front of him, An Jing stood immobile, seemingly stunned by the attack.
After a mont, he showed an incredulous expression and said in disbelief, “Are there actually Martial ridians this weak?”
Honestly, the Evil Born Demon that An Jing had faced before had a body in the Martial ridian realm.
Although it lacked any Skills and didn’t have any Divine Abnormalities, its robust body, even though severely injured, could withstand several rounds of attacks from An Jing’s Sword Box and Icefall Long Spear without any apparent damage.
Even using the Spirit Qi Furnace to boost his attack had only exposed a flaw.
If not for An Jing letting Subdue Evil hit it with a Thunder Talisman at its weak point, he might have had no choice but to flee.
As for the Grandmasters An Jing had encountered afterward, each possessed unique skills.
If not for the aid of a high-level expert and having nurous trump cards, An Jing might have been easily overtaken with a single move.
And compared to the present Inner Officer of high rank, their strength was undoubtedly far superior!
Just as Protector-General Song’s sword blade was about to reach An Jing, An Jing suddenly retreated.
This retreat brought a thunderous roar because as the Five Bans of Taibai Luminous Godly Ban operated, the Golden Qi clanged interminglingly, producing a series of tallic clashes like thunder explosions, and even his heart’s three Divine Abnormalities made it throb as if embracing a pill.
This retreat was not a flight but a “gather”.
Like gathering a fist before a punch or a heart contracting before a leap, An Jing’s presence suddenly vanished from Protector-General Song’s perception.
This was the assassination capability of the “Imperial Heaven Technique,” walking on the Abyssal, sharing breath with heaven, executed by An Jing to perfection.
Even in direct combat, it was effective!
“Where?
There!”
For a mont, Protector-General Song was horrified.
Even though he was clad in Storm Armor with a sword in hand, scanning the surroundings, he couldn’t find An Jing’s figure.
But soon, a warning flashed in his Spiritual Perception, and he imdiately turned around and swung his sword in a specific direction—indeed, Protector-General Song couldn’t find An Jing or catch a whiff of his presence, but his Cultivation Technique was excellent.
“Thousand Miles Wind Destroying the Dawn” dominated the airflow around him, able to Condense Qi into Steel, detecting any moving object within his reach.
But it was too late.
For An Jing, who had already prepared his strike, threw a punch at his head!
“Wait, spare !”
Suddenly, from the side, Hang Mofeng, who had intended to be a re observer, changed his expression.
With the support of the Virtuous King, disciplining Protector-General Song was justified but killing him was absolutely not allowed.
After all, he was the Military Supervisor of the dynasty, and his untily death in this place would definitely lead to various complications!
It wasn’t that he hadn’t warned him in advance; who could have expected that An Jing genuinely had the strength to threaten a Martial ridian?
Although the opponent only had three Divine Abnormalities, his strength surpassed that of ordinary peak Inner Strength.
Moreover, his body was stronger than a typical Martial ridian, coupled with robust Martial Skills, it wasn’t surprising that he could potentially execute Protector-General Song on the spot!
“Bang!” “Clang!”
At the sa mont, An Jing’s fist and Protector-General Song’s sword struck each other’s head and shoulder respectively.
Without waiting for Hang Mofeng’s words to carry through the air, the massive force of the punch had already sent Protector-General Song’s head spinning, completing a full three rotations.
The head, enveloped in Storm Armor, wobbled and broke off at the back, with the back of the skull facing An Jing’s original direction and the face toward a solemnly observing Hang Mofeng.
anwhile, An Jing was also struck by the opponent’s sword, flying out like a leaf in a storm from the East Sea, swiftly landing almost a thousand feet away with a thunderous crash into the snow.
Yet, neither of them died.
The Martial ridian’s Life Force inherently far surpassed ordinary people, and An Jing was quick to stand up, brushing off the snow from himself.
His shoulder’s clothing was sliced open, but the black Ghost Scale undergarnt beneath was slowly regenerating.
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