The Great Dream God

Under the bright sunshine, a thrilling duel was taking place on the wide street. Two figures stood in the middle, each holding a guqin in their hands. One was tall and the other was short, and they were of different shapes. The tall one was as straight as a pine tree, but exuded a cold air; the short one was as solid as a stone, but there was a cunning light in his eyes. The two of them stood there, as if the black and white evil spirits had descended to the mortal world, exuding a chilling aura.

Their opponent was the noble Princess Ziyang. This princess was heroic and valiant, with an innate majesty between her brows. She faced the two mysterious men without fear, and a fierce battle began.

Princess Ziyang's figure was as fast as lightning, and she approached the two men in an instant. Her punches and kicks were as fierce as a storm, and each move contained great power. The two men holding the guqin tried to resist at first, but gradually became powerless under Princess Ziyang's fierce attack. There was a sound of broken bones. The tall man's arm was broken by Princess Ziyang, and the short man's ribs were also broken by the Princess's heavy blows. They fell to the ground in pain, and the blood stained the stone slabs under them red.

However, Princess Ziyang did not stop there. She walked towards the two men who had lost their fighting ability with a determined look in her eyes. The two men were filled with fear when they saw this. They began to beg for mercy, their voices filled with despair and pleading.

"Princess, please spare us! We know we are wrong. Please have mercy on us and let us go!" said the tall man with a trembling voice.

The short man also echoed, "My Lord, we are just following orders. We have no intention of becoming your enemy! Please spare our lives!"

Princess Zi Yang remained unmoved, her eyes remained cold, and she slowly raised the sword in her hand, ready to give them a fatal blow.

At this moment, the two men saw that there was no hope of begging for mercy, and a trace of despair and madness flashed in their eyes. They knew that they could not escape death, so they might as well drag Princess Ziyang to be buried with them. So, they did not hesitate to activate the energy in their bodies, and a powerful force instantly exploded in their bodies.

There was a loud bang, like thunder exploding on the street. The energy formed a huge shock wave, overturning everything around. Princess Ziyang was the first to be hit, and was blown away by this powerful force. Her body was like a kite with a broken string, drawing an arc in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Princess Ziyang was lying on the ground, blood gushing out of her mouth. Her body was severely injured and her consciousness was gradually blurring. But her eyes still showed an unyielding will. She tried to struggle to stand up and continue fighting.

In the darkness not far away, Zhang Tianlong and Meng Jin witnessed all this. They showed smug smiles on their faces and secretly rejoiced in their hearts. They knew that the opportunity they had been waiting for had finally come.

Zhang Tianlong was a burly man with a fierce look in his eyes. He was wearing a black robe embroidered with mysterious runes, which gave him a gloomy feeling. Meng Jin was thin and had a wretched face. His small eyes kept turning, revealing a cunning light. The two of them had been observing the battle in secret, waiting for the best time to strike.

"Haha, God is helping me! Princess Ziyang is seriously injured now. This is a good opportunity for us to seize the Supreme Order!" Zhang Tianlong said proudly.

Meng Jin quickly responded, "Indeed! There is no time to lose, we must act immediately to prevent any unexpected events!"

After saying that, Zhang Tianlong and Meng Jin slowly stepped out from the shadows, taking steady and powerful steps, slowly approaching Princess Ziyang. Each of their steps seemed to carry an indescribable pressure, like a heavy mountain, pressing forward step by step, suffocating.

Princess Ziyang gritted her teeth, endured the pain, and stared at Zhang Tianlong and Meng Jin who were gradually approaching, her heart full of resentment and unwillingness. She really had never expected that she would be plotted against by these two villains and fall into such a desperate situation.

"How dare you two shameless people take advantage of others' misfortune and do such despicable things!" Princess Ziyang's eyes were blazing with fire and she shouted angrily with gritted teeth.

Zhang Tianlong raised his lips in a cold smile and sneered, "Princess Ziyang, you are now at the end of your strength and the situation is over. If you hand over the Supreme Order obediently, perhaps we can still spare your life and let you live."

Princess Ziyang's eyes widened with anger, she glared at Zhang Tianlong fiercely, and said resolutely: "Wishful thinking! Even if I perish together with you, I will never let your conspiracy succeed!"

Zhang Tianlong's face darkened, his eyes revealed a hint of ruthlessness, and he said coldly: "Since you are so stubborn and don't know what's good for you, don't blame us for being ruthless and merciless!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Tianlong and Meng Jin attacked at the same time like a wolf pouncing on its prey. Although Princess Ziyang was seriously injured, her will was as strong as a rock, and she put up a tenacious resistance without flinching. She used up her last bit of strength and wielded the sword with all her might. The sword flickered and the light was cold, and she started a thrilling fight to the death with Zhang Tianlong and Meng Jin.

For a moment, the field was filled with swords and sabers, and murderous aura filled the air. Princess Ziyang was seriously injured and gradually became weaker. Her movements became slower and slower, as if she was bound by invisible shackles, and every movement seemed extremely difficult. The wounds on her body continued to bleed like a spring, and the bright red blood stained her clothes, which was shocking. Her physical strength was like a candle in the wind, and it was almost exhausted.

Zhang Tianlong and Meng Jin took the opportunity to press forward step by step. Their moves became more and more ruthless and tricky, like a violent storm, dense and fierce, trying to subdue Princess Ziyang as quickly as possible. Their attacks were as erratic as ghosts, making it difficult to defend against them. Each move contained endless murderous intent, as if to completely defeat Princess Ziyang.

Princess Ziyang's hair was flying in the wind, but her eyes were still shining with determination, which was an unyielding will and a determination not to bow to evil. Her clothes had been torn in the fierce battle, and her exposed skin was covered with scars, but she seemed to feel no pain and continued to fight tenaciously.

Zhang Tianlong swung the long sword in his hand vigorously, and the sword light streaked through the air like a streak of silk, bringing a sharp sound of breaking through the air. His eyes were cold and cruel, as if Princess Ziyang was just a lamb to be slaughtered in his eyes. Meng Jin held two swords in his hands, and his swords were sharp and cunning like a poisonous snake, constantly looking for Princess Ziyang's flaws.

Princess Ziyang's breathing became more and more rapid. Her physical strength was on the verge of limit, but she still relied on her tenacious willpower to hold on. Her sword trembled slightly in her hand, but she still pointed firmly at the enemy. Every time she swung the sword, it seemed that she used up all her strength, but there was no trace of retreat in her eyes.

At this time, the sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder rumbled, as if it was also shocked by this fierce battle. The wind whistled past, making everyone's clothes rustle. Under this violent storm, the figure of Princess Ziyang looked increasingly frail, but she still stood firm, like an insurmountable mountain.

Zhang Tianlong couldn't help but feel a little annoyed when he saw this. He originally thought that Princess Ziyang would be subdued soon after being seriously injured, but that was not the case. Princess Ziyang's tenacious resistance surprised him a little, and his patience gradually wore out.

"Hmph, Princess Zi Yang, I wonder how long you can hold on!" Zhang Tianlong snorted coldly, and increased the force of the long sword in his hand, slashing fiercely at Princess Zi Yang.

Princess Ziyang gritted her teeth, used up her last bit of strength to raise the sword in her hand, and faced Zhang Tianlong's long sword. There was a loud "clang" sound, and the swords collided, bursting out a string of dazzling sparks. Princess Ziyang felt a huge force coming from the sword, her arm was numb, and the sword in her hand almost slipped out of her hand.

Seeing the opportunity, Meng Jin immediately swung his two swords and attacked Princess Ziyang. His swords were as violent as a storm, making it hard to keep up. Princess Ziyang barely resisted a few moves, but due to lack of strength, her movements became slower and slower, and she gradually revealed her flaws.

Zhang Tianlong and Meng Jin seized the opportunity and launched a fatal attack at the same time. Their moves were as powerful as thunder and unstoppable. Princess Ziyang tried her best to dodge, but her body was no longer under her control and she could only watch the enemy's attack coming towards her.