**Long Xiang Si, Severing Heads**

**Five Mansions Like Smoke, Four Seas Collapsing**

See the fresh blood spray wildly, sending severed heads flying!

The lingering echoes of the God’s Weep still hung in the air.

Jiang Wang lifted his sword, turning his body, his blood-splattered face directly confronting Shang Yanhu and Tou Let, the God-Demon Form. In that instant, the fresh blood streamed wildly behind him, like a crimson cloak billowing in a fierce gale!

What had just happened?

What manner of divine power was this?!

That sudden burst of God’s Weep from Tou Let, followed by its abrupt cessation, had utterly stripped him of control over advance or retreat. Instead, it had carved an opening for Jiang Wang to hack down Li Fu. This choice could no longer be explained away by mere impulse.

Not only did Tou Let sense something amiss with himself, he was now repeatedly scrutinizing his inner self, desperate to unravel the hidden danger of being manipulated.

Shang Yanhu, having struggled free from the God’s Weep, had also purified his heart and calmed his spirit, becoming exceedingly cautious. He finally saw the entirety of Jiang Wang’s five divine powers, but the cost was one he was unwilling to bear!

In the current judgment of Shang Yanhu and Tou Let, the fifth divine power that Jiang Wang had concealed until now was likely related to “manipulating others.”

For Tou Let, a master of beast-taming techniques, his first thought was that he might have been manipulated by some power just moments ago.

Within this God-Demon form, although an inherent killing nature resided, his own will held absolute dominion. With his fighting wisdom, even influenced by the Blood Bats towards violent impulse and often harboring thoughts of indiscriminately slaughtering all he saw, he should not have made such a foolish move. Surely, at some point, he had been silently controlled.

However, how could being manipulated in spirit leave not the slightest trace?

He repeatedly recalled the moment, seeming only to feel an unfathomable danger, only feeling that he absolutely could not let Jiang Wang use his killer blow, only thinking that he must interrupt Jiang Wang’s terrifying eruption.

Thus, he subconsciously chose the most powerful, most inescapable killing move.

This choice had a certain logic to it, but with a slight thought, he should have abandoned it.

Why, at that moment, did he not “think a bit”?

Was he struck at that moment? Or had it been lurking even earlier?

Why was there no trace within his spiritual consciousness?

Through the Heaven Palace, the Hall of Containment, the Five Mansions Sea, no evidence of invasion could be found.

The more he failed to grasp the trace, the more unsettled Tou Let felt. The more suspicious he became, time naturally would not stop for him, nor would the battle pause.

Three of the Five Lords of the Xia Kingdom had already fallen in battle.

At this moment, the head of Guangping Hou of Great Xia flew high behind Cha Wang’s corpse, which had lost its leader, falling behind Jiang Wang.

With the spraying blood as a backdrop, Jiang Wang had once again raised his sword to kill!

It was as if the broken arm was not his, the scars covering him were not his, the outnumbered struggle was not his.

It was as if he were the one holding the absolute advantage!

His body, stained with blood and dirt, obscured his clear eyebrows and handsome eyes.

The biting cold wind struck his sharp edges.

The green shirt was stained crimson with blood, the long sword like a dragon swimming.

His sword and Shang Yanhu’s fist intersected hundreds, even thousands of times in an instant.

Qi energy flew, sparks splattered everywhere!

Except for the sudden lack of defense, being overwhelmed by his own side’s God’s Weep, until this moment, Shang Yanhu could still be said to be in a state of being utterly unharmed.

Relying on the Pure Steel Tribulation Body, he completely disregarded defense, pulling open his iron fists like drawing a bow, each punch as straight as an arrow!

He had completely abandoned the Eight Paths Fist Law, instead employing the Iron Arrow Fist, a secret technique of the Great Xia army!

Because this fist was simple and direct, without so many twists and turns, clever changes. Correspondingly, it was also not easily interfered with in battle.

Once the fist was thrown, the arrow had left the string; there was absolutely no possibility of alteration. He even deliberately used this fist technique to make Jiang Wang’s divine power perhaps ineffective in control. Or rather, even if it was briefly effective, it could not influence the continuation of the punch!

The Iron Arrow Fist was not a profound fist law.

But its attack was fierce and ferocious.

Especially under the control of Shang Yanhu’s towering divine power, it completely possessed the terrifying power to slay deities.

Once this stance was unleashed, his fists were like a thousand arrows firing.

The battle between the two struck like a charge of ten thousand armies.

Before the war began, no one had thought…

That on the road to the northern line, surrounding and killing the Qi Kingdom’s favored child of heaven, washing away the shame of the imperial tomb, this seemingly straightforward task would actually devolve into such a situation.

An’guo Hou Jin Ling was dead, Yang Ling Hou Xue Chang was dead, Guangping Hou Fu was dead.

But Shang Yanhu’s fist still did not falter!

No matter what happened, he forever believed his fist could slay Jiang Wang’s one-armed remnant body, fighting all the more fiercely!

With a sword killing Jin Ling and beheading Li Fu, his intent and momentum at this moment were at the peak of his life. All his knowledge was wielded freely. With every raise of hand and movement of foot, it was as if a god had arrived to paint.

The fight between the two was intense, and for a time, it was difficult to discern victory or defeat.

And Tou Let’s sword finger fell precisely at this moment!

A three-foot-long sword light of eerie blue flames rose, its sharpness momentarily chilling.

Why did he dare to cast aside his scruples and enter the battle group at this moment?

Because in the short time Shang Yanhu was rushing forward, he had already carved a thought imprint into his own heart with a secret technique, reminding himself that every time he had a choice, he should think a little first!

With this to eliminate the hidden danger of being manipulated, to counter Jiang Wang’s unknown divine power, Tou Let, in his God-Demon Form, unleashed his sword finger. The battle situation immediately showed a crushing momentum!

Jiang Wang consecutively took two arrow fists, his sword frame scattered, his chest bone caving in.

Tou Let’s eerie blue flame sword light also pierced his side abdomen.

If not for the swift dissolution of the Three Flavors True Fire, half his body would have been frozen!

Like a lone leaf boat rowing on an angry sea, at any moment there was the danger of capsizing.

But Jiang Wang was, after all, Jiang Wang.

This side had just burned away the eerie blue flame, then suddenly leaped forward, again holding his sword horizontally, bringing up a sky full of fire rain, and again unleashing a round of rapid attacks!

Shang Yanhu was already a strong presence in the God-Approach realm, his fist momentum and fist intent were both first-class.

Tou Let, in his God-Demon form, actually had a few more points of killing power. If not for the need for an extra layer of thought with every attack, Jiang Wang’s situation would have been even more difficult.

But whether it was the increasingly fast fist-arrows of Shang Yanhu or the cautious, self-suppressing fierce nature of Tou Let, neither once saw a flicker of hesitation in Jiang Wang’s eyes.

He seemed absolutely unwilling to retreat, absolutely unwilling to escape. He seemed firmly convinced that he could achieve the final victory!

Where did this confidence come from?

Clearly, the divine power light in his body had already begun to dim.

Clearly, his blood energy already showed signs of decline, yet he still chose to meet attack with attack!

Within Tou Let’s brain, full of killing intent, a thread of awareness suddenly sprouted: Have I actually been silently controlled again?

Has this step-by-step attack actually led me into a trap instead?

Does the thought imprint have a problem?

He subconsciously slowed his attack.

Mistake!

Jiang Wang’s sword technique instantly surged violently.

Eight Sounds Burning Sea, Five Senses Hell, Furious Fire, Descent of the Outer Path Vajra Thunder Sound, Sword Flower Flame Sparrow…

His sword performed ten thousand laws, pouring down on Tou Let like a deluge of rain.

His figure was agile in the extreme, flying rapidly around Tou Let, shuttling like electricity! With Tou Let as a shield wall, while avoiding Shang Yanhu’s attacks, he also used Tou Let as an arrow target, attacking frantically!

Indeed, there was a hidden trap! Indeed, he had already been struck! This young favored child of Qi Kingdom had been planning for a long time, and it was already time to unleash the dragon-slaying piece!

Such a terrifying alert was born in Tou Let’s heart.

In that brief moment of truly overthinking, his bat wings flapped, and with terrifying speed, he suddenly pulled his body high, leaving the battle group!

Mistake!

The Azure Clouds shattered, Jiang Wang’s figure soaring higher in the sky, Jiang Wang’s Long Xiang Si actually met the sky directly above Tou Let’s head,

Taking the first step to block his path!

The sword light was like a tide, the flame light like a sea, almost sealing off all his maneuvering space.

How could there be such precise prediction?

This feeling of every step being anticipated!

Was there still some ultimate killer move to unleash?

The fire lines flowing on that three-foot green edge were like the marks of a crimson hook, a soul-marking brush.

Fu’s death, Jin Ling’s death, one scene after another turned in his brain like the turning of a lamp’s flame.

Tou Let felt his consciousness being rapidly impacted and losing control under the fearful consciousness of the red blood ghost bat; he found it hard to admit that he himself also felt fear—

He looked up at the sky and roared wildly, whistling to unleash the God’s Weep!

Mistake!

Jiang Wang, man and sword, at this moment were painfully still, frozen in the air, almost like a statue of a deity that had lost all spirituality.

But a wisp of the Unzhou Wind had already sliced out a frosty white wind before this, early on transforming into a cold, long nail, and had already pierced down before the God’s Weep was launched.

Within the indiscriminate terror of the God’s Weep, the Life-Slaying Nail went forward without the slightest influence, falling on top of Tou Let’s head… piercing through that eerie blue helmet!

Under the circumstance of not knowing the full extent of Jiang Wang’s divine power,

Shang Yanhu and Tou Let made different responses.

In fact, Shang Yanhu’s method was correct, while Tou Let’s method was wrong. The problem was not that he did not think, but that the timing of his thoughts tended towards wrong choices.

In fact, at that time, this kind of thought, this kind of choice, was also influenced by Jiang Wang’s wrong path!

From the beginning, he had stepped onto the wrong path!

Mistake!

Mistake after mistake led to error.

And this final result, he had to bear himself!

One Life-Slaying Nail directly extinguished the eerie blue soul fire, all the way down, nailing through flesh, penetrating from the neck to the sole, after which it scattered into a wisp of frosty wind, drifting away.

The God’s Weep suddenly stopped.

The God-Demon form had just been dispelled. The utterly dead Tou Let and the red blood ghost bat fell to the ground. Shang Yanhu, who had to endure the divine pull for the second time, this time made a timely response, instead recovering not much later than Jiang Wang. However, what he had to face was a situation that was too despairing.

From a situation of overwhelming advantage, step by step evolving to this,

One after another, Great Xia’s kings and marquises, whose status and strength were no less than his, died before him, and he determined that he had already done his best!

How could this not cause despair?

Change to any other person besides him, as the last survivor, at this point should have already lost the will to fight.

But he was, after all, Shang Yanhu, he was, after all, the Marquis of North Village.

At such a moment, he simply gripped his fist tighter once again, looking directly at Jiang Wang: “Then, let’s just treat everything as if it’s from the beginning, let’s just treat it as only you and I, let us just decide life and death like this!”

Jiang Wang did not speak.

His only response was to point his sword at the person.

The Dao Yuan exploded wildly, Shang Yanhu’s body’s iron-gray color transformed once again towards a deeper shade, and at this time, between heaven and earth, a change that was too obvious had already occurred!

Whether it was the authority of his title as the Marquis of North Village of Great Xia, or the perception of a strong figure in the God-Approach realm, he had already detected that the great array protecting the nation, covering the tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers of the Great Xia Empire, had experienced an obvious collapse in this instant, its power shrinking by more than half!

With Gui Yi City still standing and the defense line of Tong Central City as stable as Mount Tai, no matter how intense the fighting on the side roads, it would only disconnect from the great array piece by piece, like leaves falling from a tree, not damaging its root—this was something that had been considered during the initial design of the national protection array. The national protection array could not collapse to this extent—unless, after the eastern line battlefield was abandoned, the northern line battlefield also collapsed!

Clearly, there were still other God-Approach strong figures going to the northern line, clearly, the Heaven Machine True Person Ren Qiuli had made a move… How could this be?

No matter how much disbelief was in his heart, how unwilling he was to believe, the objective facts were undeniable. Shang Yanhu said not a word, turned his head, and flew away quickly!

With this withdrawal, he naturally brought about the sympathetic reaction of heaven and earth. This battle of two against six God-Approach figures had reached its complete division of victory and defeat!

Five of the Five Lords of the Xia Kingdom and one mutated beast had died in battle, one had escaped.

For a time, only Jiang Wang stood alone in the high sky.

At this moment, his momentum and intent were already extremely sublime!

From that sword strike folded out on the Mian West battlefield, he had already gained enlightenment from Huang Wei Zhen’s left-behind God-Approach secret, giving him the opportunity to shape perfection without flaw.

But he still needed an opportunity, to achieve it naturally and smoothly, to grasp it without leakage.

Being surrounded by six great God-Approach figures, if he did not become a God-Approach, he would surely die; this was an inevitable heavenly principle.

Heavy Xuan suffered a dangerous victory, the three thousand victorious camp soldiers were surrounded; if he did not become a God-Approach, there would be no salvation; this was an inevitable human sentiment.

Heavenly principles and human sentiments, what else could be asked for!

So, the water flowed to form a channel, and he achieved it in one step.

And he, joining hands with Heavy Xuan Dao, had verified himself by winning against six God-Approach figures with two God-Approach figures—the world no longer had any other possibility, this was the most perfect answer for his entire journey!

However, it was not over yet.

Yi Wang lifted his arm to create, already stepping on clouds, directly chasing after Shang Yanhu. No matter how the national protection array fared, how the northern line fared, how the eastern line fared, for him, this battle was not over.

He wanted not just victory. Those who saw the wrong path, how could they not die?!

The open ground in the eastern part of Sang Fu was empty for a time, people scattered and birds flew. When Heavy Xuan Win was carried in Xie Huai An’s hand and flew down to this place, only the battlefield that had been reduced to scorched earth remained, still describing the fierceness of that battle.

The collapsed divine intent in the air, the complex entanglement of God-Approach level blood marks, still carried a trace of unwillingness to dissipate.

Outside several horizontally lying corpses, Heavy Xuan Dao leaned against an old tree, his white snow-stained red with plum blossoms.

His eyes were open, still containing a compelling sharpness, but his consciousness had already sunk into slumber.

His left hand was still virtually gripping, as if gripping his saber, but his hand no longer held Moonlight.

Heavy Xuan Win was just about to go and shake him awake to ask about Jiang Wang’s situation when Xie Huai An spoke with complex emotions: “Eight God-Approach figures in this mixed battle, five died, one fainted, and two are still chasing and fleeing, having left the site!”

The result of this war was truly shocking!

“Where did he escape to?” Heavy Xuan Win said hurriedly: “Please, Commander Xie, quickly go save someone!”

Xie Huai An’s tone was complex: “From the traces on the battlefield, it seems that Jiang Wang is the one chasing after him.”

Heavy Xuan Win obviously relaxed, the tight string of fat meat on his body all collapsing. His head tilted, and then he fainted. Although it was said that the Linwu battle had ended, Xie Huai An was leading his troops to the west.

But with Heavy Xuan Win’s speed, how could he possibly meet Xie Huai An so quickly?

He completely relied on a life-burning secret method to achieve a speed beyond his limits. In the shortest possible time, he had judged Xie Huai An’s march route, intercepted Xie Huai An, and convinced this main commander of the eastern line to personally make a move, which was why he saw the scene before his eyes.

At this moment, with the release of the tension in his heart, he could no longer hold on.

Xie Huai An looked at this fat man, then at the young man under the tree, and could not help but sigh: Although Floating Tu is dead, his grand ambition remains!

His eyes were distant, seeming to see scene after scene of old events and the distant sound of the large Qi army’s horses’ hooves already ringing out.

Rumbling, rumbling.

Array after array like spring thunder.

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