Chapter 106: A Thought of Thunder

Iwasaki Kawataku, who was guarding the beach, had a frosty face and his tense nerves were instantly triggered.

When he sensed dozens of electric currents rushing towards him, he responded by sweeping forward with his sword in hand, creating a dense wall of strong wind to block the thunder.

"Boom!!!"

The wind wall and the thunder collided violently, and both quickly melted away. Zhang Jingqing and the head of Shangqing arrived together, their only target was Iwasaki Kawataku, and they ignored everyone else.

The samurai of the Araki school were all ready to go, their vicious eyes revealing terrible murderous intent. The team of more than 40 people, as if arranged in advance by Iwasaki Kawataku, surrounded Zhang Zhiwei and others who followed them.

The best versus the best, the elite versus the elite, only the winner is qualified to walk out of this Shura field. Amid the thunder that shakes the heaven and earth, the fight between the two sides begins.

The shining and rich golden light covered Zhang Jingqing's whole body. This majestic white-haired master acted decisively and confronted the fast-moving Iwasaki Kawataku immediately.

"boom!!!"

As Zhang Jingqing raised his right hand, a giant hand made of golden light came down like a violent gust of wind, as if it was a punishment from the gods, crushing him with great force.

At the same time, the head of Shangqing Sect held a seal in his hand, with a vast aura, and a huge shadow emerged behind him. It was a blurry figure, which seemed to be the legacy of a sage from ancient times.

He waved the dust in his hand, the void roared, and hundreds of light blue arrows were shot down madly, carrying extremely strong penetrating Qi light with terrible lethality.

After only a few breaths of contact, Iwasaki Kawataku was in a desperate situation. Without any hesitation, he instinctively used his sword-fighting killing move.

"Against the Autumn: Bitter Slash."

He lowered his body, restrained his Qi to the extreme, but the strength of his body was accumulated. He drew his sword in an instant, and the sword energy was majestic and sharp, presenting a flat circular pattern of blood and black. While resisting the giant golden hand, he also destroyed dozens of light blue arrow feathers.

"Um?!"

Zhang Jingqing also frowned in surprise. Even though he had killed many Quanxing masters, none of them was like Iwasaki Kawataku, who relied on unparalleled sword skills and terrifying explosive power to chop out golden light and almost tear a gap.

"Clang clang clang!!!"

The black sword pressed against the giant golden hand, trying to determine who was higher, but it seemed as if it was hitting stronger steel, making a crisp collision sound.

The wildly spreading circle of sword energy also dissolved the killing move of the Shangqing Sect leader. Iwasaki Kawataku's chest heaved and his blood boiled. The combination of the two was like an insurmountable chasm for him.

"Boom!!!"

Zhang Jingqing suddenly pushed with his right hand, and the power of the giant hand covering the sky with golden light doubled again, completely crushing Iwasaki Kawataku's struggle.

He relied on the sword in his hand to bear the pressure. The ground, which was as brittle as paper, was as hard as paper, and he plowed out a trench dozens of meters long.

"Bam—!"

After a few seconds, it finally stopped.

Iwasaki Kawataku had a wild smile on his face, and with a wave of his arm, the famous sword that had been passed down for thousands of years in his hand was like a revived flood beast. Blood-red and black flames were released from the inside out, emitting a murderous aura like the abyss.

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Zhang Jingqing remained silent. The sword surrounded by black flames was devouring his golden light like a vicious ghost from the hungry ghost realm.

As a righteous leader who has dominated the martial arts world for decades, he has encountered this situation before.

All things are interdependent and mutually exclusive. After all, the Golden Light Mantra is just a method of protecting life in Longhu Mountain, and it is far from being able to suppress all other methods in the world.

What worried him was that the raging black flames were intensifying endlessly.

"Can you even break the golden light of the Heavenly Master? How bizarre."

The head of Shangqing Sect narrowed his eyes and saw a clue. The old Japanese man could barely hold out against the Heavenly Master's golden light in terms of his life cultivation and the coordination of swordsmanship, but the weapon he held was extremely fierce. Not only did he narrow the gap between them, he even counterattacked.

"Can you trap him?"

Zhang Jingqing asked tentatively, and the golden light around him dissipated. His five old but powerful fingers began to be surrounded by lightning. He planned to activate the thunder method and use the most powerful killing method to decide the outcome in an instant.

"If you can trap someone, then you can kill him?"

The head of Shangqing Sect smiled calmly, expecting an answer that would be worth using his trump card for.

"Yes." Zhang Jingqing responded without hesitation.

For him, the vast beaches and seas were the biggest obstacle, not the evil sword. As long as he could restrict the area and cut off the possibility of the Japanese alien escaping, he would be sure of killing him.

"Okay, let's go together."

"Boom!!!"

Rolling thunder exploded in the sky, with thrilling force shaking all directions. The overwhelming black clouds were torn apart one after another by the dragon-like thunder.

At this moment, Iwasaki Kawataku felt two unprecedented threats, one coming from the void and the other from underground. The two elderly strangers were more troublesome than he had imagined.

The threat of his life hanging by a thread made him decide to fight to the death. This master of the Araki style sword technique abandoned defense and switched to offense;
"call out--!"

The afterimage disappeared, and when it reappeared, a fierce slash with the black flame sword went straight to the throat of the Shangqing Sect Master.

"boom!!!"

Iwasaki Kawataku, who was close at hand, was hit by Zhang Jingqing's palm thunder first. The thick black flame tried to resist, but was still pierced through, and let out a shrill wail, as if there was a living creature living in it.

“Zizzizi!!!”

The thunder in the palm of his hand suddenly surged. Thirty-six thick lightning bolts were controlled by Zhang Jingqing at will, and they suddenly forced Iwasaki Kawataku back.

The head of Shangqing Sect chanted the mantra calmly without being disturbed by the outside world. He always believed that with the protection of the Heavenly Master, the thief could not threaten him.

Then, the tall shadow behind the old man began to form seals, and the surrounding world became extremely depressing. A transparent, ancient cauldron slowly condensed into shape and rose from the ground, imprisoning Iwasaki Kawataku, Zhang Jingqing and the caster together.

Iwasaki Kawataku, who noticed the strange phenomenon, had no time to escape. The tall and strong old man kept pressing him step by step, and he had no chance to catch his breath.

The air became harder than a wall of iron and steel. While dodging the attack, Iwasaki Kawataku used his special skills towards the weakest part of the barrier that he sensed.

"The Terrible Wave, Canaan!"

The ferocious beast made of black flames and shaped like a giant crocodile slammed into the transparent air with the force of thunder, but was squeezed back in an instant. Ripples slowly appeared on the light blue wall of the tripod, and there was no sign of damage.

"It's time for the bandits who have been plotting this to go on their way."

The head of Shangqing Sect gave a light shout, and the formation was quickly completed under his arrangement.

After receiving the reminder, Zhang Jingqing stopped chasing and stopped at the edge of the formation, allowing Iwasaki Kawataku to flee.

"!!!"

Suddenly, the ground shook, and a yin-yang polar diagram appeared in the center of the formation, and the terrifying gravitational force covered all directions.

What shocked Iwasaki Kawataku even more was that there were light blue ripples under the feet of the two enemies, and they were completely unaffected, while he had to resist with all his might to break free from the constraints of gravity.

As a result, he had difficulty moving forward and most of his energy was spent on resisting the pull of the formation.

Seeing that the time was ripe, the 64th Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu, Zhang Jingqing, was surrounded by brilliant lightning. His will was connected with the thunderclouds in the sky, and he controlled dozens of terrifying thunders.

Time seemed to freeze. When Zhang Jingqing's eyes fell on Iwasaki Kawataku again, thunder followed his thoughts and the intertwined thunder struck instantly, crossing more than 2,000 meters of void and locking onto Iwasaki Kawataku's position.

"Return to the True Self, Takikage!"

A large piece of black flame condensed into the shape of a shield, protecting it from above, trying to fight back. "Boom!!!"

The thunder was as powerful as a bamboo breaking through the sky, with a sharp sound, easily breaking through the black shield and piercing through Iwasaki Kawataku's body. The powerful electric current made the great sword master let out a piercing roar.

The flesh, organs, and skin were all charred and tattered, bleeding heavily from the inside out, and the surging vitality was completely wiped out.

The black flames died down, and the bodies fell slowly. The current leader of the Araki-ryu, Iwasaki Kawataku, was defeated in less than a moment after being surrounded and attacked by the Shangqing Sect Master and the Heavenly Master.

The evil sword was also struck by the thunder, and had so many cracks on it that it was almost falling apart.

The large number of warriors who were fighting fiercely were frightened by the roaring thunder. When they saw the tragic death of their leader, they were all horrified. Their hatred and anger were instantly overwhelmed by fear.

"boom!"

Zhang Zhiwei, whose body was protected by golden light, smashed the heads of several warriors with his bare hands.

His face was indifferent, and he surrounded more than a dozen warriors by himself. He was like a lion entering a flock of sheep, hunting at will. With every move he made, the sound of bones breaking could be heard.

Even if the cold light of weapons hit the golden light, it could not be shaken.

"clang--!"

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

Zhang Zhiwei waved his right index finger, and dense golden light particles shuttled across the beach. Several warriors who could not resist were beaten into sieves, their bloody bodies riddled with holes.

Tian Jinzhong and two masters of Shangqing School attacked from the side, killing and forcing their way forward, and soon met up with Zhang Zhiwei.

The twenty or so warriors who survived were panting, with cold sweat running down their pale faces.

Desperate situation.

No way out.

At this moment, after the formation dissipated, Zhang Jingqing and the old head master, who had rushed over here, appeared on the other side.

The warrior, who was heartbroken, had a ferocious look on his face and fought back madly, but it was all meaningless.

"boom!!!"

In a moment, corpses were everywhere, and Araki Ryu's team was strangled to death by the Tianshi Mansion and Shangqing people.

"Master, what should we do with this knife?"

Tian Jinzhong, who was sweeping the battlefield, picked up the black knife that was about to break, his eyes showing fear. In the fierce battle just now, he saw with his own eyes that the master's golden light was corroded by the black flames attached to it, so he asked Zhang Jingqing for a solution as soon as possible.

"It's sinking to the bottom of the sea."

Zhang Jingqing was indifferent to the broken knife.

"it is good."

Tian Jinzhong turned around and was about to throw the knife into the seabed when something strange happened. The flame-like patterns engraved on the blade rekindled and several wisps of blood-black flames emerged.

"Um?!"

Tian Jin's heart trembled, and he felt inexplicably uneasy. His sensitivity was not weak. The moment he sensed the danger, he instinctively loosened his right hand, but severe pain still came from the five fingers of his right hand.

"Bang" the blade fell from a high place, hit the beach and broke into dozens of pieces.

But the worst thing happened. The overflowing flames, like living things with consciousness, attached themselves to Tian Jinzhong's right hand at some point and continued to burn.

"what!!!"

In less than half a second, Tian Jinzhong let out a heart-wrenching wail. The pain that penetrated deep into his soul made his face pale and veins bulged.

The skin on his right hand was constantly corroded, dark pus kept dripping out, and the tender flesh and blood was burning. The pain was so severe that he almost lost his mind. He suddenly sank his hand into the sea, but it was no use, and the black flames did not subside.

Hearing the screams, Tianshi, Zhang Zhiwei, and Shangqing Sect Leader all turned their heads and rushed over when they saw Tian Jinzhong struggling in pain.

"Don't come near me!!!"

"Master...Senior Brother!!"

Tian Jinzhong's eyes were bloodshot and he almost broke his teeth. He was enduring tremendous pain every second. The flesh and blood on his right hand seemed to be eaten away by an invisible evil spirit. His bones were exposed and his tendons were broken.

“Jinzhong!!”

Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Jingqing were both horrified. They had never expected the accident to come so quickly. The burning black flame covered Tian Jinzhong's palm, and in just a moment, it was burned to ashes.

"help me"

Tian Jinzhong's voice was hoarse, the unspeakable pain tore his sanity into pieces. He suffered greatly, enduring the severe pain and barely emitting golden light.

"Chichi!!"

However, the golden light could not stop the spread of the black flames. Instead, the golden light was used as fuel, causing the flames to burn even more vigorously.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Every inch of flesh and blood that melted was a fatal torture for Tian Jinzhong.

"Junior brother!" Zhang Zhiwei hurriedly wanted to step forward to help, but was held back tightly by Zhang Jingqing.

"Don't be so anxious, don't let it get to your head, calm down!"

Zhang Jingqing's body was protected by golden light, and golden ropes flew out of the air, binding Tian Jinzhong's limbs and fixing him firmly on the beach. The thick golden light wrapped around the black flames, which could only slow down the burning speed.

"what!!!"

Even without prior communication, seeing the young man in excruciating pain, the head of Shangqing Sect seemed to have reached a tacit understanding with Zhang Jingqing. He approached quickly, his right hand emitting a faint blue light, and pressed it against Tian Jinzhong's brow, isolating the connection between his pain-sensing nerves and his brain with a secret method.

"huhuhuhu"

The pain receded like a tide, Tian Jinzhong was covered in cold sweat, shivering constantly, and his lips turned pale.

"Jinzhong..Jinzhong, how are you?"

Seeing his junior fellow apprentice's weak appearance, Zhang Zhiwei couldn't suppress the panic in his heart and hurried over to check the situation.

The black flames were still spreading, and even the master's golden light could not completely stop it.

"Brother, Master is sorry. I was careless." There were tears in the corners of Tian Jinzhong's eyes and he spoke with guilt.

"Kid, it's not your fault."

While comforting him, the head of Shangqing raised his hand and used Qi as ink to carve a series of blue talismans, which fell on the wound on his right arm, permeating with golden light, trying to suppress the black flames, but to no avail.

"Tianshi. Alas."

The old man sighed, it was self-evident that he tried his best but could not stop it.

"Jinzhong, don't blame yourself. It's your fault."

Zhang Jingqing had an ugly look on his face, his heart was in pain. He had just used all his strength to kill Iwasaki Kawataku, but failed to destroy the demon sword, which led to this disaster. If he had destroyed it afterwards, this would not have happened.

(End of this chapter)