Chapter 1504: Chapter 1416: Iron Armor Man
"Why would we care whether you confess or not? We only know to carry out Mr. Ye’s orders!" Chen Liangce stood firm.
"Mr. Ye? Haha, what’s he worth!" Tian Changrong roared, "Ye Guichen is nothing but a lapdog of the Daqian Dynasty, and has no authority over our Xuantian Sect. Not even the Emperor of Daqian, Qin Cangqiong, can govern us! His orders mean nothing to us!"
"What did you say, how dare you insult Mr. Ye!" Chen Liangce raged.
Feng Zhuo’s face turned crimson with anger.
In their hearts, Ye Guichen is their faith.
And now someone dared to curse their faith, which was tantamount to trampling on their dignity.
"Hmph, what’s the matter, not pleased?" Tian Changrong sneered, "Alright, since you defend that kid, prove it by battling me. If you win, I’ll follow your orders without hesitation. But if you lose, we’ll slaughter these demon beasts completely!"
"Fine, I’ll go first!" Feng Zhuo stepped forward, swinging his broadsword towards Tian Changrong.
Tian Changrong held a scimitar, seeing Feng Zhuo’s aggressive approach, remained fearless, "Good timing!"
The scimitar swung, emitting a burst of blade energy, forming a sharp wall of wind that rushed towards Feng Zhuo.
Feng Zhuo’s expression changed slightly, his silhouette blurred as he steadied his long blade, "Break for me!"
He immediately severed the blade energy.
Simultaneously, Feng Zhuo moved, transforming into three illusions, closing in on Tian Changrong.
"Interesting, such a mysterious movement technique?" Tian Changrong sneered, but did not take Feng Zhuo seriously, squinting his eyes to discern the real from the illusions.
Meanwhile, a silhouette had already appeared behind him.
"Petty tricks!" Tian Changrong didn’t hesitate, swinging his scimitar.
The scimitar spun halfway around, slicing the illusion in half.
However, the illusion had no trace of Feng Zhuo’s shadow.
Tian Changrong’s expression shifted, his heart suddenly sank.
At that moment, Tian Changrong felt a fierce energy coming from his left.
"Damn!" Tian Changrong had a premonition, but his body couldn’t keep up with the warning, far from evading Feng Zhuo’s attack.
Slash!
His clothes were directly torn open.
Tian Changrong quickly dodged, his face turning extremely grim.
Though outwardly peaceful with the Daqian Dynasty, the people of the Xuantian Sect secretly regarded the Daqian Dynasty with disdain.
Despite wielding royal power, they truly lacked high-level cultivation.
A Golden Core expert would be prized in Qin Cangqiong’s hands.
But at the Xuantian Sect, Golden Core experts are too numerous to count on one hand.
Moreover, Qin Cangqiong often sent princes and princesses to the Xuantian Sect for training.
For this reason, Tian Changrong believed neither Ye Guichen nor Feng Zhuo could be his match.
Yet he did not anticipate Feng Zhuo’s prowess far exceeding his imagination.
Fortunately, Feng Zhuo didn’t go all out, merely cutting Tian Changrong’s skin.
Tian Changrong was sent flying, looking somewhat embarrassed.
"Haha, with such skills, dare you call yourself a Xuantian Sect master?" Feng Zhuo mocked, "I’ve defeated you now, you’ve been lucky, if Mr. Ye were here he’d easily crush you with a finger!"
Feng Zhuo was immensely proud.
Tian Changrong, though resentful, having lost, had to bite his tongue, "I’ve slain too many demons today, I’m exhausted, consider it your win!"
"Haha, a win is a win!" Feng Zhuo wouldn’t back down a step, "Elder Tian, from now on you must follow our orders, got it?"
Tian Changrong, despite his unwillingness, had given his word.
He remained silent.
Feng Zhuo and Chen Liangce exchanged glances, said no more, and began driving and slaughtering the demons.
Unknowingly, they arrived at the northernmost section of the Northern Wastes.
The environment here was extremely cold, the ground covered with ice and snow.
Moreover, before them stood a massive ice wall.
The wall stood over a hundred meters high, stretching endlessly to the sides.
The driven demon beasts and half-demons were frantically climbing the ice wall.
The ice wall looked incredibly majestic.
Atop the ice wall stood a person, proudly defiant.
The person’s face was expressionless, as if frozen by frost.
"Didn’t expect the Demon Clan to be so feeble, haha, looks like they need our help to emerge from the hidden realm!"
He spoke while suddenly waving his hand.
A talisman paper flew from his hand.
As the talisman paper burned in the air, it transformed into four humanoid figures.
Those humanoid figures appeared and charged at the Xuantian Sect and Ye Guichen’s soldiers.
Though unarmed, their speed and killing power were astounding.
One humanoid figure waved its hand, a terrifying force burst forth, slicing hundreds in half.
Another humanoid figure kicked, sending a leading human cultivator flying.
The human cultivator flew like a cannonball, crashing into dozens behind him, breaking bones and spitting blood, dying instantly.
The demon beasts seemed to realize something was amiss, each one turned its head to look back.
With a glance, they saw the four humanoid figures slaughtering like dogs among the human cultivators, unimpeded, in what seemed like an empty realm, reviving their spirits.
A tiger demon roared.
All the demon beasts turned around and began charging towards the human cultivators.
Seeing this, Chen Liangce and the others couldn’t help but change their expressions drastically.
"What are those four things?"
"I, I don’t know either, but they feel more powerful than us!"
"Quick! Find a way to stop them first, otherwise, if the beasts counterattack, all previous efforts will be wasted!"
"Feng Zhuo, you deal with one of them!" Chen Liangce also frowned and shouted loudly, already charging towards one of the humanoid figures.
Tian Changrong was not to be outdone: "We at the Xuantian Sect will handle two!"
As he spoke, he directed the disciples behind him: "You guys go attack that one, I’ll deal with the other!"
Saying this, Tian Changrong was already rushing towards one of the humanoid figures.
The humanoid figure was extremely fast, as if its whole body was cast from steel.
Initially, when Tian Changrong was far away, this steel-like appearance was just an illusion.
But upon closer inspection, the icy coldness like steel made Tian Changrong break out in a cold sweat.
"Slash!"
Without thinking much, he swung down with his blade.
Tian Changrong used his full strength, delivering a heavy slash on the opponent’s body.
However, after a spark of friction from the curved blade, it didn’t slash through the opponent’s body, only leaving a visible mark.
Tian Changrong’s heart sank.
The opponent’s body seemed truly cast from steel.
But how is this possible?
An iron man?
"Everyone be careful, don’t engage directly, these four things are not human!" Tian Changrong immediately realized something was wrong and shouted loudly, beginning to frantically entangle with the Iron Armor Man, trying to find a flaw.
The Iron Armor Man lifted its head, its hollow eyes hidden beneath the armor, cold and emotionless.
Making eye contact with those eyes, Tian Changrong felt as if he was staring at a dead person.
Although he didn’t know what the opponent was, it was definitely not something he could deal with easily.
"Roar!"
At this moment, the Iron Armor Man let out a roar and suddenly lunged forward.
Its cold, iron-like hands grabbed towards Tian Changrong like lightning, its speed surpassing even Feng Zhuo’s.
How could Tian Changrong react in time?
He dodged in panic, using his blade to block.
The next second, the blade in his hand was directly caught by the opponent.
But the opponent didn’t hesitate at all, gently squeezing, and with a cracking sound, the blade was crushed into two halves.
Tian Changrong’s pupils contracted, his heart screaming that this was not good.
The Iron Armor Man’s speed was at its peak, as it crushed the blade, its other hand was already punching forward.
This time, Tian Changrong could no longer dodge.
He only felt a warm sensation on his chest; looking down, he saw a large hole blasted open on his chest.
The Iron Armor Man’s cold gaze swept over Tian Changrong, as it withdrew its fist, not even caring as Tian Changrong’s body fell from midair, continuing to charge at the human cultivators.
The disciples of the Xuantian Sect, seeing Tian Changrong fall in a pool of blood, were shocked.
"Elder Tian has been defeated!"
"Elder Tian is injured, quick, think of a way to rescue Elder Tian!"
"What do we do, what do we do, we can’t even harm that thing!"
Not just the side of the Xuantian Sect, even Chen Liangce’s heart was ice cold.
They had exhausted all means but couldn’t hurt the opponent at all.
Yet, when the opponent made a move, it would claim the lives of many of their people.
The entanglement strategy was simply useless.
Because the opponent’s cultivation seemed to far exceed theirs.
In just over ten minutes, thousands of human cultivators had already died.
And this number was rapidly increasing.
Chen Liangce had even had one of his arms grabbed and broken, barely able to support himself with the other arm.
Even, his heart chilled to the extreme with fear towards the Iron Armor Man, a bottomless fear rising whenever they clashed.
"Feng Zhuo, it’s no good, let’s retreat first and find Mr. Ye!" Chen Liangce shouted anxiously, dragging one arm.
Feng Zhuo was fast enough to barely dodge the Iron Armor Man’s attacks, but as time went on, the Iron Armor Man seemed tireless.
However, Feng Zhuo’s speed was increasingly slowing down, and soon he would fall into the hands of the Iron Armor Man.
"Retreat! Everyone, retreat quickly!" Feng Zhuo also understood that if they continued fighting like this, once all the demon beasts counterattacked, they would all meet their end here.
However, just as the human cultivators were about to flee back to the Northern Wilderness, a whistling sound broke through the air.
"Zheng!"
Accompanied by the sound of slicing through iron.
One of the Iron Armor Men was split in two.
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