Young Song: The Hidden Sword God, Han Yi and Her Child Arrive at the Door.

At the top of the Star Gazing Tower, sword energy, as cold as frost, enveloped this high platform originally used for gazing at the stars.

Two figures clashed in the gale, the clanging of metal against metal echoing incessantly, causing the people below to cover their ears and their faces to contort in pain.

Even those martial arts practitioners with considerable skill could only squint and barely catch a glimpse of that afterimage.

"Too fast! I can't even see the moves!" Lei Wujie looked up, his neck aching.

"Is this the realm of a sword immortal?"

Wushuang held the sword box, his eyes sparkling with wonder. His soul was racing, trying to capture that elusive essence of swordsmanship in this ultimate duel.

Xiao Se stood with his hands behind his back, his slightly narrowed eyes reflecting the sky full of sword light. Although his internal strength had recovered, his spiritual perception was even more acute.

"Senior Hanyi's sword is even stronger than it was at Lei Family Fortress."

Xiao Se said in a low voice, "It not only has the beauty of romance, but also incorporates a tenacious spirit of protection. This is a sword that has been given something to care about."

"That's right."

Su Changqing snapped open a sunflower seed with a crack.

"A married woman is not someone to be trifled with. The reason she struck with her sword now is not only to prove herself, but also to tell the whole world—whoever dares to touch Li Hanyi's man and child will suffer this fate."

On the rooftop.

Li Hanyi and Luo Qingyang clashed again, each retreating several feet.

The Iron Horse Ice River Sword was covered with a thick layer of frost, while the Nine Songs Sword in Luo Qingyang's hand exuded a desolate and hopeless aura.

"Your sword has gained a touch of earthiness."

Luo Qingyang looked at Li Hanyi with empty eyes, "Once a sword immortal has attachments, the sword is no longer pure. Hanyi, you have regressed."

"A regression?"

Li Hanyi sneered, a proud smile curving her lips beneath the mask. "Luo Qingyang, you've sat in Muliang City for over a decade, honing this desolate swordsmanship that severes all ties of love and compassion. Do you think that's the pinnacle of swordsmanship?"

"Isn't that right?" Luo Qingyang retorted, "Only by being ruthless can one be invincible."

"Completely wrong!"

Li Hanyi shouted sharply, "If a person has no feelings, what difference is there between them and grass and trees? Your sword has only death energy, no vitality! Such a sword cannot sever my romantic feelings, much less the worldly desires in my heart!"

boom!

Li Hanyi's internal energy circulated wildly, and the Still Water Sword Technique was instantly pushed to its highest level—seeing mountains as mountains and water as water!

"Moonlit Evening and Flowery Morning!"

This sword strike was no longer the chaotic storm of rampaging killing intent that came before, but a truly perfect and beautiful killing formation!

The clouds in the sky seemed to sense her feelings, instantly transforming into a shower of pink petals that enveloped Luo Qingyang in a gentle yet irresistible way.

Each petal is a sharp, unparalleled sword aura.

In the center of that shower of flowers, Luo Qingyang's expression finally changed.

He sensed a threat! A threat that could threaten his life!

"The desolate sword, Nine Songs—National Mourning!"

Luo Qingyang no longer underestimated himself and unleashed his strongest killing move.

A chilling sword intent erupted from his body, as if mourning a destroyed nation and countless fallen souls! This sword intent transformed into a gray, deathly domain, attempting to corrode and devour all the pink petals!

Life and death.

Prosperity and desolation.

Two completely different swordsmanship philosophies clashed most brutally on the roof of the Stargazing Tower!

"Snap! Snap!"

The sturdy observatory began to shake violently, and terrifying cracks appeared in the walls, as if it could collapse at any moment.

"It can't hold on! This building is going to collapse!" the people below shouted in terror.

Su Changqing frowned slightly. He looked at Xiao Nuomi, who was engrossed in reading in his arms, and then at the rickety rooftop.

"This stupid woman, can't she hold back a little when she's fighting? If she demolishes the building, won't that emperor come after me for compensation?"

Su Changqing sighed and casually flicked a finger.

hum-

An invisible barrier instantly enveloped the entire Star Gazing Tower. The previously dilapidated building, empowered by this force, instantly became as solid as black iron, and no matter how fiercely the sword energy raged above, not a single brick or tile fell.

"Go away, go away, you can do your thing, but don't break anything," Su Changqing muttered.

This move was extremely subtle, but among the experts present, several saw it very clearly.

Qi Tianchen stood atop the palace, watching the Star Gazing Tower solidify in an instant, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

"Such methods... words become law, space itself is solidified! What... what level of cultivation has he reached?!"

Luo Qingyang, who was engaged in a fierce battle on the rooftop, also sensed this strange power. He was startled, and his sword strikes slowed down by half a beat.

"Who is interfering?!"

That slight hesitation was a fatal flaw for Li Hanyi!

Your heart is in turmoil!

Seizing the opportunity, Li Hanyi unleashed her Iron Horse and Ice River like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, instantly piercing through the gray, desolate realm and heading straight for Luo Qingyang's throat!

"not good!"

Luo Qingyang was shocked and tried to parry with his sword, but found that his movements became extremely slow under Li Hanyi's sword energy, which contained vitality and the meaning of the mortal world.

That's the suppression of the life instinct!

laugh--!

The tip of the Iron Horse Ice River sword stopped just an inch from Luo Qingyang's throat.

The chilling sword energy pierced Luo Qingyang's skin, and a drop of bright red blood slowly slid down the blade.

lost.

The Lone Sword Immortal, the best in the world, was defeated by the Snow Moon Sword Immortal!

Luo Qingyang stared blankly at the sword tip pressed against his throat, his eyes filled with disbelief and confusion.

"I...lost?"

Yes, you lost.

Li Hanyi sheathed her sword, her voice clear and firm, "Luo Qingyang, your sword is ultimately dead. How can the sword of a dead man possibly defeat the living?"

"A living person..." Luo Qingyang muttered to himself, then suddenly threw his head back and laughed loudly, his laughter filled with endless desolation and self-mockery. "Hahahaha! So that's how it is! So that's how it is! I painstakingly cultivated the Desolate Sword for thirteen years, thinking that by severing the seven emotions and six desires, I would be invincible. But little did I know, what I severed was my own path to survival!"

"Hanyi, you've won. From this day forward, the title of the greatest swordsman in the world belongs to you."

Luo Qingyang sheathed the Nine Songs Sword and turned to leave.

His back view looked incredibly desolate, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

however.

Just as this epic showdown had come to an end, and everyone thought the dust had settled,

A sudden change has occurred!

"Swish swish swish——!!!"

Suddenly, countless black arrows shot out from the hidden corners around the observatory!

These arrows were not aimed at Li Hanyi, nor at Luo Qingyang, but at the dense crowd below!

"Watch out! It's poisonous!"

Xiao Se was the first to react. He saw that the arrowheads were flashing with a ghostly green light and smelled an extremely pungent, fishy stench.

That's a corpse poison specially made by Nan Jue! It's lethal upon contact with blood!

"Damn it! They're the Red King's men!"

Lei Wujie roared, and his fire-burning technique instantly erupted, transforming into a wall of fire that blocked the path of the crowd.

"Sizzle—"

The poisoned arrow struck the wall of fire and instantly vaporized by the high temperature, but the poisonous gas spread through the air.

Those who inhaled the poison gas immediately screamed in agony, their skin began to ulcerate, and some even collapsed to the ground convulsing, on the verge of mutating into the terrifying ghouls they had seen the night before!

"Xiao Yu! Are you insane?! This is Tianqi City!"

Xiao Se glared angrily at the distant Red King's Mansion, his anger burning to its peak.

In order to kill Su Changqing and create chaos, Xiao Yu was willing to sacrifice the lives of the entire city's inhabitants! Such a heinous act is utterly unworthy of being called human!

"Hahaha! Xiao Chuhe, you're still so soft-hearted!"

A wild laugh echoed throughout the city through his inner strength.

Crimson King Xiao Yu stood atop a tall building, holding a black cylinder in his hand, his eyes filled with madness. "Since none of you will submit to me, then die! Today, I will turn this Apocalypse City into my private hunting ground!"

He abruptly pressed the mechanism on the cylinder in his hand.

"Boom!"

The ground shook violently.

Suddenly, a large hole exploded in the center of the square below the observatory.

A gigantic monster emerged from the ground!

The monster was three zhang tall, covered in thick black scales, and reeked of a nauseating stench of decay. Its arms were like giant iron hammers, capable of smashing a house with each swing.

On the monster's shoulder was a huge launcher that resembled a rain of needles!

"That's... the Corpse King Mech?!"

Qi Tianchen, who was high up in the palace, saw everything clearly and was so frightened that he dropped his whisk.

This is an evil creation that exists only in ancient books. It is an ultimate weapon that combines the corpse of an ancient beast with the mechanical arts of the Tang Clan and is driven by the poison of the Southern Manual!

Once it fires, it won't just launch poison needles, but cannonballs infused with devastating corpse poison! The entire Apocalypse City will be razed to the ground!

"Su Changqing! I know you're very strong!"

Xiao Yu laughed wildly, pointing at Su Changqing below, "But can you stop this Corpse King?! Can you save all these lowly people in the city at the same time?! Today, I will watch you die in despair!"

The Corpse King mech let out a roar that was not human, and the launcher on its shoulder began to flash a blinding red light, which was the signal that it was about to launch!

The surrounding people closed their eyes in despair.

Although Lei Wujie, Xiao Se, and Wushuang fought desperately, their individual strength seemed far too insignificant in the face of such a colossal creature.

Li Hanyi and Luo Qingyang on the rooftop also wanted to rush down to help, but the terrifying poisonous gas emanating from the Corpse King formed a natural barrier that even sword immortals dared not easily touch.

"It's over..."

The thought crossed everyone's mind.

however.

In this apocalyptic scene.

Su Changqing remained seated, still holding a half-eaten grape in his hand.

The little girl in his arms looked at the huge monster with curiosity. Far from being afraid, she pointed at it and said, "Daddy, look how ugly that big dog is!"

"It's quite ugly and affects the city's appearance."

Su Changqing put the grapes into his daughter's mouth, then slowly stood up.

He looked up, glanced at Xiao Yu who was laughing wildly in the distance, and then at the Corpse King mech that was charging up its power.

His eyes became colder than ever before.

"I just wanted to quietly collect the bill and take my daughter out for Peking duck."

"Why are there always so many flies ruining my fun?"

Su Changqing sighed.

He gently placed the little glutinous rice on the chair next to him, and then took a step forward.

brush!

His figure vanished from his original spot in an instant, appearing directly above the three-zhang-tall Corpse King mech!

The enormous monster seemed to sense the threat above it, roaring as it raised its massive iron hammer arm, intending to smash Su Changqing to pieces.

"Get out of here."

Su Changqing didn't even glance at it.

He simply raised his right foot and gently stepped down on the iron-hard mech head.

boom--!!!

No sword techniques were used.

No fancy magic was used.

This seemingly ordinary kick carried the weight of an entire Mount Tai!

"Snap! Snap!"

Under the horrified gazes of everyone.

The Corpse King mech, which was said to be invulnerable to blades and bullets and capable of destroying Apocalypse City, had its head, body, and limbs... crumbled inch by inch in the face of this absolute power, as if they were made of paper!

"Bang!"

Huge metal fragments and putrid flesh flew everywhere.

That enormous thing was actually crushed into a flat iron disc by Su Changqing's single stomp! It was deeply embedded in the ground!

Along with the terrifying weapon on its shoulder that it hadn't even had a chance to fire, it was also reduced to scrap metal.

Quiet.

The entire venue was deathly silent.

Even the poisonous gas that was still raging in the distance seemed to be deterred by this kick, and dared not spread any further.

Xiao Yu's laughter stopped abruptly, his expression stiffening like a clown's.

"This...how is this possible..."

His ultimate weapon, the trump card he was so proud of, the one he had painstakingly crafted with countless hours and sums of money…

Just like that... it was trampled away?!

Is this some kind of dream?!

however.

The nightmare has only just begun.

Su Changqing stood atop the pile of scrap metal, slowly turned his head, and gazed across the layers of buildings, precisely locking onto Xiao Yu in the distance.

"As I just said, I don't like flies."

Su Changqing's voice wasn't loud, but in the silent sky above Tianqi City, it echoed like thunder.

"Since you enjoy playing with monsters so much, then I'll show you what a real monster is like."

He slowly raised his right hand.

"Thunder—summon it!"

Rumble—!!!

The clear sky above Tianqi City was instantly covered by thick dark clouds.

Unlike the previous warning-like purple lightning.

This time.

A sea of ​​lightning descended from the heavens!

Hundreds and thousands of thick purple lightning bolts, like raging dragons, tore through the sky and crashed directly into the Crimson King's Mansion with earth-shattering power!

"No--!!!"

Xiao Yu let out a desperate scream.

But he didn't even have a chance to escape.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In the dazzling lightning, the Crimson King's Palace, a symbol of power and evil, along with the death warriors and drug users still resisting, was instantly washed away by the lightning!

All the buildings, all the conspiracies, all the evil...

Under the overwhelming might of Heaven, they all turned to ashes!

When the lightning subsided, the thunderclouds dissipated.

The once bustling Crimson King's Mansion has been reduced to a charred ruin, with only a few deep pits emitting wisps of smoke remaining on the ground.

Inside Tianqi City, millions of people stared blankly in that direction, then at the white-clad man standing on the ruins who looked like a god.

This moment.

All the scheming and fighting seemed so ridiculous.

Faced with absolute power.

The so-called imperial power, the so-called number one in the world.

Seriously, it's nothing, not even a fart.

Su Changqing dusted off his hands, turned around and walked back to Xiao Nuomi's side, picking up his daughter.

"Let's go, the show's over, and we've killed the flies. Xiao Se, it's time to go to the palace to collect the debt. I heard that old emperor is quite wealthy."