Martial Arts Crossover: Something's Wrong with This Evil Sect

"An interesting immortal rope, but it's a pity you're not an immortal from a storybook."

Dan Tianxie stared at the rope beneath his feet as he spoke.

Seeing Lian Sheng constantly wriggling, trying to see who it was, Shan Tianxie didn't give him a chance. He slowly placed his hands on Lian Sheng's back, activated the Star Absorbing Technique, and instantly poured in his internal energy. In a moment, Lian Sheng's internal energy was completely absorbed. Lian Sheng, who was only hanging on by his internal energy, could no longer hold on and passed away.

"It's such a pity that the Immortal's Rope technique has been lost forever."

Looking at Lian Sheng's corpse, Shan Tianxie couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow. The combination of magic tricks and martial arts was quite good, and the idea was clever, but it was all too flashy and superficial.

Seeing Lian Sheng dead and the perpetrator standing there motionless, Lei Bin could no longer bear the oppressive atmosphere. He steeled his resolve and decided to fight to the death, taking advantage of Shan Tianxie's sigh...

With a low shout, he cried out, "A shower of flowers!"

Countless flying needles shot out from his hands, instantly enveloping the group.

The flying needles were indeed like rain, swift and dense. Before an ordinary person could react, they would probably have already lost their life.

However, facing such a fierce attack, Shan Tianxie did not take it seriously at all, and did not move a hand, showing no desire to make a move.

Zhang Renfeng wisely made his move, his swordsmanship as swift as a rainbow, the varied swords complementing each other to form an impenetrable sword net.

No matter how densely packed the flying needles were, they could not penetrate; only the clanging sound and the constant bursts of sparks remained.

After one move, the ground was littered with the remains of flying needles. Lei Bin was too exhausted to fight back. He lay on the ground, drenched in sweat and panting heavily, having used up his last bit of strength.

"Not bad for throwing needles, but Fine Rain, are you from a circus troupe, Black Stone?"

Dan Tianxie looked at Xi Yu and slowly asked his question: How come one is an acrobat and the other is a needle thrower?

Xi Yu remained expressionless, just about to roll her eyes at him.

Suddenly, heavy footsteps sounded outside the courtyard, their low hum particularly jarring in the quiet night.

"A circus troupe? You have quite the nerve!"

A deep hum echoed in the night. King Yama, dressed in a black cloak, slowly approached. The deep hum was the sound of the Yama sword in his hand.

King Yama walked into the courtyard, looked around at the corpses, and his gaze fell on the dead Cai Xishi and the seriously injured Lei Bin. Although his face was calm, he was furious. The Zhang family had caused him such heavy losses. After this battle, Black Stone would probably need several years to recover his strength.

When his gaze shifted to the Rain God, a smile appeared on his lips for the first time, and his hoarse voice rang out, "Haha, interesting, really interesting."

"Oh? What's interesting about that?"

Dan Tianxie raised an eyebrow. "You're actually interested in this? You really can't tell the difference between the king and the queen."

"The Black Stone's top assassin, Drizzle, who has been missing for several days, is now pointing his sword at the Black Stone leader. Isn't this ridiculous scene extremely amusing?"

The more King Yama talked, the funnier it became, and he could no longer control his laughter. His low, hoarse laughter echoed in the courtyard.

"That's certainly interesting, but it would be even better if we added a scene of the Blackrock leader's death."

Zhang Renfeng spoke coldly, his heart filled with resentment. The Zhang family had no grudge against Black Stone, but they were dragged into this mess because of the remains of Rama. If it weren't for Young Master Shan's intervention, the entire family would probably be in grave danger. Now that he saw the culprit, he naturally wished he could tear King Yama to pieces.

"Zhang Renfeng? That depends on whether your friends are strong enough!"

The Wheel King curled his lips into a mocking smile, clearly not taking him seriously.

Dan Tianxie wondered who gave the Wheel King the courage? Could he have some hidden trump card?

Zhang Renfeng didn't say much and immediately attacked, displaying an aura of "I have the world at my fingertips!" "If I can't beat Brother Dong, surely I can beat you, King of the Wheels?"

Faced with Zhang Renfeng's attack, King Zhuanlun remained calm and composed, and with two clangs, his Zhuanlun sword quickly deflected the attack.

Seeing his attack blocked, Zhang Renfeng was not discouraged. He unleashed his varied sword techniques, with sword shadows crisscrossing and attacks coming in waves, leaving the audience breathless.

King Yama, on the other hand, seemed to be handling the situation with ease, wielding his Yama Sword with a flick of his wrist to neutralize the various sword techniques one by one.

Clang! Another round of clashes ensued. King Yama easily widened the distance. The previous battle was nothing but child's play for him. Although Zhang Renfeng was not weak, the real threat lay in the two who had not yet made a move.

However, Zhang Renfeng was already somewhat exhausted after the continuous attacks. He felt a pang of sorrow in his heart, realizing that he had acted rashly and was truly no match for the enemy. The world of martial arts was too unpredictable.

"Zhang Renfeng, you are no match for me! Let your friends come instead."

King Zhuanlun mocked, saying that Zhang Renfeng's strength was only on par with Xiyu's. If he hadn't been unsure of the strength of the other two and had to conserve his power, he could have killed him in less than forty moves.

"As expected of the leader of Blackrock, Fine Rain, come and experience your master's skills!"

Dan Tianxie, who was standing to the side, also became interested. This Wheel King, seeing the miserable state of Lian Sheng and Lei Bin, was still so fearless. Could it be that he really had the strength? Let's start with a scene of master and disciple killing each other to disrupt the opponent's mindset.

Upon hearing this, Xi Yu's eyes flashed with a cold light. She drew her Water-Splitting Sword, its blade slightly curved, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, aiming directly at King Yama's vitals.

When King Yama saw Xi Yu coming, he remained calm and unhurried. He first blocked the blade of the Water-Splitting Sword with his own sword, then dodged and punched Xi Yu in the abdomen with his left fist.

Xi Yu reacted extremely quickly, immediately withdrawing her sword and retreating to avoid the attack. At the same time, she channeled her energy into the sword, making the blade instantly straight, intending to cut off King Yama's left hand with one strike.

But King Yama was faster; with a single thrust of his sword, he pierced directly into Xi Yu's right arm.

With a "rip"

His right arm had been stabbed, and blood was flowing freely. He looked quite disheveled.

Before Xi Yu could react, the Water-Splitting Sword had already been knocked away by King Yama and kicked towards her chest.

Xi Yu blocked with both arms and used the momentum to flip backward, barely managing to create some distance.

No one expected that Drizzle, Black Stone's top assassin, couldn't even withstand three moves from King Yama.

"Fine Rain, your talent far surpasses mine. It's a pity that when I taught you this Water-Splitting Sword technique, I concealed four moves. In my eyes, your Water-Splitting Sword technique is full of flaws."

King Yama sighed, "Teaching a disciple can lead to the master's starvation; the old ancestor was right."

After finishing his reflection, he turned to look at Shan Tianxie, "Heh, there are only two of you left. If you're still this strong, then neither of you will survive today!"

"As expected of the Wheel King, I've had enough of today's show. Brother Dong, you come on, just beat him half to death."

Dan Tianxie slowly spoke, saying, "We've let King Yama perform his solo act for so long, he's had enough of the role. He's tired. Let's finish this quickly and focus on studying Rama's remains."

"Take orders."

Dong Wuqi stepped out from behind him in response, his hands clenched into fists. He looked at the increasingly serious-looking King Zhuanlun and a cruel smile appeared on his lips.

When I fought Zhang Renfeng before, I didn't use my full strength in my punches. I suppose the Wheel King is more resilient to beatings!

"May I ask your name?"

King Yama asked, for he could already sense a dangerous aura emanating from this man—the natural fear of prey facing its hunter.

"If you survive one of my punches, I'll tell you."

Dong Wuqi responded domineeringly, without giving a direct answer. He lightly stepped forward and slowly walked towards King Zhuanlun.