【The Divine Eagle Empire】(Unabridged Volume 3, Chapter 44)

page views:1 Publication date:2023-03-24

Chapter 44 Divine Might

Seeing the black-clad giant charging towards them, the Nine Gates Admiral Lu Tong and Chen Liang remained calm. Each drew their swords and

commanded their soldiers to meet the enemy, shouting, "Charge! Charge! Kill him! A thousand gold coins reward!

Anyone who dares to retreat a single step will be cleaved in two!"

Military orders were absolute. Hearing the command, the soldiers, though terrified, had no choice but to brace themselves and fight. But they were no

match for the black-clad giant. No matter how many men there were, they couldn't overcome his ferocity. Many died or were wounded.

In a short time, the black-clad giant carved a bloody path and reached Lu Tong.

Lu Tong was fearless. He held the position of Nine Gates Admiral, and his martial arts skills were considerable. He immediately

led his two personal guards, Ying Zhejun and Gong Jun, to meet the black-clad giant. Each displayed their unique skills,

engaging .

Once the four of them started fighting, it was a true clash of masters. The other soldiers, whose martial arts were far inferior, couldn't get involved and

could only retreat to the sidelines to watch. Wu Tianjiao, the one directly involved, was left relaxed,

watching the spectacle with the Crimson Dragon Beast. He was secretly astonished by the ferocity and bravery displayed by the black-clad giant, pondering how to defeat

him.

The black-clad giant was large and heavy; in terms of pure martial arts skill, he might not be stronger than any of Lu Tong's group.

In less than twenty moves, he had already taken several blows from spears, daggers, and finger strikes. However,

the black leather armor he wore was thick and sturdy, practically indestructible, protecting his vital points. The three men's swords

and spears were like tickles to him. He was practically invincible.

On the other hand, the burly man in black wielded a pair of giant hammers wildly, sweeping and slashing with each swing

, creating a powerful gust of wind that seemed like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down, a cataclysmic event. Even a steel-cast

iron man would be crushed into a flat disc if struck by such a blow, let alone flesh and blood…

Caught in the whirlwind, Lu Tong and his two companions had to be on

high alert; the slightest carelessness would mean certain death. The situation was far from optimistic.

At this moment, the military police surrounding the street stirred, parting to make way for

a a parasol. After exchanging a few words with the military police supervisor, Chen Liang, she

discarded the parasol, drew her sword, and ran towards the two sides engaged in fierce combat, calling out in a clear voice, “I’ll join in too!”

Without waiting for a reply, she swiftly thrust her sword forward.

The burly man in black suddenly felt a blur before his eyes. Before he could even think of dodging, the girl in green's miraculous sword strike pierced

his right shoulder's "Jianjing" acupoint. A muffled "plop" was heard, as if hitting rotten leather; the sword tip slid through the man's

leather leaving only a shallow scratch. It couldn't penetrate at all, and instead,

the impact sent a shiver down the girl's own arm.

The girl in green was stunned for a moment, then, quite unconvinced, unleashed three more swift sword strikes, each hitting the enemy's massive

body. "Plop, plop, plop!" Three more sounds followed, but all three sword strikes were blocked by the enemy's abnormally tough leather armor,

futile and unable to harm him in the slightest.

The girl in green was utterly bewildered, crying out, "What should I do? What should I do…"

With a the burly man in black brought his right hammer down on the girl in green's head, with immense power and overwhelming force.

"Watch out!"

"Get out of the way!"

Lu Tong and the other two shouted in alarm.

The girl in green cried out and quickly spun around to dodge, her clothes fluttering as she narrowly avoided the thunderous blow

. Although she dodged it, the fierce wind generated by the giant hammer almost knocked her slender body down. She

was , her pretty face turning deathly pale, thinking, "This giant is not human, but

an ancient demon god!"

Not only her, but all the soldiers near and far had the same thought.

Wu Tianjiao, who was watching the battle from a distance, was slightly surprised to see the girl in green running towards them. It turned out that this girl in green was

none other than Sima Ying, the "Number One Female Constable of the Capital" whom Wu Tianjiao had encountered when he left the palace.

At this moment, the battle between the Nine Gates Admiral Lu Tong and his men and the black-clad giant had reached a fever pitch. Ying Junzhe, quick-witted and adaptable

, saw that the black-clad giant was impervious to swords and spears. He immediately changed tactics, seizing the opportunity to charge

forward and, without even lifting a finger, struck the black-clad giant's abdominal leather armor with a palm strike.

Ying Junzhe was a disciple of the Tongtian Palace, and this palm strike utilized the Tongtian Palace's "Striking a Cow Across a Mountain" technique. Although

not as powerful as the Tie family's "Striking a Cow Across a Mountain" divine skill, it was still a unique and formidable technique in the martial arts world. The palm strike was restrained, concealed,

combining both fierce and gentle power, penetrating directly into the enemy's internal organs through the leather armor.

With a loud "bang," the black-clad giant screamed and staggered backward. His leather armor remained intact, but his

internal organs had almost been dislodged by the internal force, causing him to grimace in pain.

Ying Junzhe, overjoyed by the success of his strike, swung his palm again. Lu Tong and his men, who had been at a loss, were reminded of Ying Junzhe's

palm technique and were overjoyed. It seemed that sharp weapons couldn't harm this giant, but palm strikes were more effective.

Lu Tong immediately threw down his sword, clenched his fists, leaped into the air, and unleashed a powerful horizontal punch.

With two resounding "bangs," his fists struck the black-clad giant's head.

This fist technique was the renowned "Heaven-Shattering Fist," his trump card.

Known for its fierce and powerful force, capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, it was a truly earth-shattering blow.

The two "Heaven-Shattering Fists" struck, making the black-clad giant's head buzz. Enraged, he

threw down his hammers and charged at Lu Tong like a madman.

Lu Tong was terrified and tried to retreat… but suddenly felt a tight grip on his left ankle; the black-clad giant had grabbed it. Lu Tong

froze, then his right foot was also pinned down, rendering him completely immobile.

The burly man in black lifted Lu Tong high above his head with both hands, and with a roar, tore him in two... Ah—Lu Tong's

scream was cut short, only halfway through.

A burst of red light appeared, and a spray

of blood erupted in mid-air; the Nine Gates Admiral Lu Tong had been ripped in two by the burly man in black.

The burly man in black, covered in blood, laughed wildly in the blood mist, like a blood demon descended from hell.

The soldiers on the street, witnessing this bloody and horrific scene, were all horrified, and many bent over to

vomit.

As the burly man in black laughed wildly, he suddenly saw a figure standing on the opposite rooftop

, crouching in a bow and arrow stance... Suddenly, a golden light, carrying boundless force, shot towards him.

The burly man in black's pupils dilated rapidly, and he instinctively reached out with his gloved hand to grab the golden light. But unexpectedly, he grabbed...

He missed; the golden arrow's speed exceeded his expectations, and his large, fan-like hand didn't even touch the fletching.

With a "thud," the golden arrow struck him squarely in the chest, penetrating halfway into his thick leather armor.

The burly man in black screamed in agony, his jaws agape, unleashing a deafening, beast-like roar

that echoed throughout the street. The soldiers present were utterly horrified.

The burly man's eyes were bloodshot, his heavy breathing rumbling, his gaze filled with a ferocious light, like a raging

beast, almost inhuman. He slowly reached his right hand to the wound on his chest and grasped the fletching of the golden arrow. He pulled it

out, drawing a stream of blood.

The giant, black-clad man gripped the arrow's rear half with his right hand and the front half with his right. With a mournful, long cry, the golden

arrow twisted abnormally until it was crumpled into a golden lump and clattered to the ground… The archer

was none other than Wu Tianjiao, standing atop Jiangshan Tower, golden bow in hand, exuding divine might. The golden bow in his hand was the one he

had obtained from Hei Yuerong, the Mirror-Polishing Demoness and protector of the Golden Eagle Alliance, and the arrow he fired was also Hei Yuerong's golden arrow.

Wu Tianjiao had always kept the golden bow and arrow in his ethereal ring. Seeing the black-clad man's overwhelming power, he had hastily

taken out the golden bow and arrow. Overjoyed at the successful shot, he immediately put away the golden bow, leaped down from the peak,

and with a swift, wind-like movement, charged straight towards the black-clad man with a clear whistle.

"Bravo! The Prince Consort is mighty! The Prince Consort is mighty!"

The soldiers on the nearby street, seeing Wu Tianjiao's arrow finally wound the terrifying ancient demon god,

couldn't help shout, their voices echoing in all directions, causing a stir among the soldiers.

Wu Tianjiao flew through the air as if his feet didn't touch the ground, his figure like the wind, swift as an arrow released from a bow. As he passed the ranks of soldiers,

he snatched a large iron club from a general. Before the general could even understand what was happening, Wu Tianjiao had already

brushed past him .

In the blink of an eye, a figure flashed through the rain, and Wu Tianjiao appeared before a burly man in black, like an iron fortress.

The burly man roared, raising his large iron hammer high in his right hand. "Whoosh!" He slammed it down on Wu Tianjiao's head

, his attack fueled by his injury and rage, the force of which was extraordinary, the wind howling and stirring up a spray

of rain . Even the onlookers several feet away felt a tightness in their chests, their breath coming in short gasps.

Undeterred, Wu Tianjiao, enveloped in the force, used his Shifting Shadow Technique to

dodge the attack with incredible speed and skill, leaving a trail of afterimages.

A deafening boom echoed, sending mud and water flying everywhere. The burly man in black lost control. The heavy hammer slammed into

the spot where Wu Tianjiao had stood, smashing the hard street surface with a sickening crack—a truly astonishing display of power.

Wu Tianjiao continued his attack, swiftly closing in, his arm flashing as he swung his large iron rod at the burly man in black.

The strike was slow and lacked the sound of weapons cutting through the air, seemingly devoid of power,

much like the flashy moves of a spoiled brat—just a showy display.

The burly man in black, seeing this, felt contempt. He didn't take the short boy seriously; Wu Tianjiao's

attack was nothing to him, and he didn't even bother to dodge it.

Unexpectedly, a dull thud resounded, echoing for miles. Wu Tianjiao's massive iron rod slammed squarely into the black-clad

man's leather armor. Even with his armor and honed martial arts skills, the man couldn't withstand

the blow . Struck as if by lightning, his face paled, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood, his massive body staggering backward.

Wu Tianjiao's attack, seemingly slow and powerless, was actually a full-force strike infused with internal energy. He had mastered the Dragon Elephant

Divine Skill to its eighteenth level, his strikes characterized by restrained power, slow and deliberate movement, and a subtle, internal,

and subtle force.

The black-clad man, unaware of the profound depths of the Dragon Elephant Divine Skill, was easily caught off guard. Wu Tianjiao's internal energy was now incredibly powerful

; a single blow had caused the black-clad man to cough up blood, suffering a severe injury.

The soldiers were stunned for a moment before erupting into thunderous cheers. Even the Crimson Dragon Beast couldn't

help

but roar to the sky, cheering for its master. Sima Ying, the "Number One Female Constable of the Capital," was fascinated by Wu Tianjiao's prowess, her eyes gleaming with admiration.

She thought, "The Golden Knife Prince Consort, the Empire's young hero, the number one young martial arts master—truly living up to his reputation!"

Wu Tianjiao, having landed a successful blow, gave the

black Before the black-clad man could even regain his footing, Wu

Tianjiao's ghostly figure had already appeared behind him… The large iron rod swung, bang! Another loud crash, striking the black-clad man squarely in the back.

The black-clad man screamed in agony, spitting out another mouthful of bright red blood. His massive, towering body

shuddered violently, staggering forward seven or eight steps, nearly falling headfirst to the ground.

Wu Tianjiao didn't stop. Before the burly man in black could even regain his footing, Wu Tianjiao swiftly moved, his figure flashing as he rushed to the front.

With a loud "bang," he sent the man flying to the other side, followed by another muffled thud... The burly man in black

was surrounded and attacked by Wu Tianjiao, completely powerless to fight back. His screams echoed in all directions, the front half of his leather armor stained red with gushing

blood , a horrifying sight.

"I'll teach you to be invulnerable! I'll teach you to be invulnerable!"

Wu Tianjiao cursed as he swung his large iron rod, striking the burly man in black with all his might. The loud

bangs echoed one after another, accompanied by the burly man's agonizing screams, making the scene even more terrifying.

The officers and soldiers were stunned for a moment, as if they were in a dream. After a long while, they cheered

loudly and shouted, "Golden Knife Prince Consort! Golden Knife Prince Consort! Divine power! Divine power!"

The Crimson Dragon Beast roared and excitedly pawed the ground with its front hooves.

URL 1:https://www.sex3p.com/htmlBlog/181545.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=181545&aspx=1

Last access time:

Previous Page : 【The Divine Eagle Empire】(Unabridged Volume 3, Chapter 43)

Next Page : 【The Divine Eagle Empire】(Unabridged Volume 3, Chapter 42)

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

【The Divine Eagle Empire】(Unabridged Volume 3, Chapter 44)

comment Open a new window to view comments