Dragon-Marked War God

“Well fought, hahaha! Senior Brother, that’s the way!”

Sun Zhan kept shouting from the side, cheering Lu Changtian on. Jiang Chen was falling back step after step and had already been badly wounded by Lu Changtian again and again. The might of the Fangtian halberd was fully on display.

A raging gale swept across, a deadly slash that swept through the ages. Jiang Chen held his ground step by step, gripping the Eastern Emperor Bell, standing firm like a general on horseback, cutting straight up at the heavens.

“Divine Golden Bell! God Sealing Prohibition!”

The golden bell rose and stretched across the void. Jiang Chen was battered by blade after blade of light. Inside the Eastern Emperor Bell, Jiang Chen held his position, shaken violently, but the Divine Golden Bell still perfectly withstood the Gale Breath-Severing Slash. The Fangtian halberd’s momentum was like a dragon, but the Eastern Emperor Bell rang and shook with unstoppable might and still could not be underestimated. Although Jiang Chen had been forcefully suppressed by Lu Changtian in strength, he had held on to his last shred of dignity!

Between the Half-step Divine Emperor Realm and the Divine Emperor Realm lay an impassable chasm, let alone the peak of the Early Divine Emperor Realm. The gap was enough to leave anyone dumbstruck. But Jiang Chen was fearless. He knew full well that in this battle he would surely fall into a dire state, yet he would absolutely not retreat.

“Get lost!”

The final blow smashed heavily into the golden bell. Jiang Chen was knocked back more than ten steps, but the golden bell did not dissipate. It held for a long time, as if new. Although Jiang Chen’s blood churned inside him and he had been forced back by Lu Changtian, in the end he had made Lu Changtian extremely angry. He could not break through Jiang Chen’s defense. For an expert at the peak of the Early Divine Emperor Realm like him, this was simply an enormous insult.

“What a terrifying technique. Is the Eastern Emperor Limitless Art of the Eastern Emperor Sect really this formidable?”

Lu Changtian murmured inwardly. The Eastern Emperor Sect had been in decline for hundreds of millions of years. That it still survived at all was already a stroke of luck. Yet now he could not break through the defense of the Eastern Emperor Limitless Art. It really surprised him, and he was indignant.

“You’ve thoroughly angered me. Now I won’t give you any more chances. Let’s see how many of my attacks you can block.”

Lu Changtian shook his head and said. He gripped the Fangtian halberd even tighter, his eyes full of blades. Jiang Chen was simply no match for him. If he had not been relying on the Eastern Emperor Limitless Art, he would have died eight hundred times over long ago.

“Sword of Solitude, Sword Sweeping the Wind and Clouds!”

Jiang Chen took the chance to strike. Staying passive would only push him into an even harder position. Jiang Chen fought while retreating. By now one Divine Burying Flag after another had appeared in his hand. He had to trap and kill him with a formation. Jiang Chen also wanted to see just how terrifying his Whirlwind Black Burying Formation was, and whether he could kill Lu Changtian. It all came down to this.

Facing Lu Changtian head-on, Jiang Chen could only avoid his edge for now. It had to be said that Lu Changtian, gripping his Fangtian halberd, was like a god of war, his momentum not the least bit weaker than Jiang Chen’s. Jiang Chen had to hold out against Lu Changtian with all his fighting strength while also setting up the formation when Lu Changtian was not paying attention. His situation grew harder and harder, and it was only natural that he was gradually being suppressed by Lu Changtian.

But even badly wounded, Jiang Chen would absolutely not retreat. Facing death to live, facing death to fight, that was his Dao of Heavenly Domination. The Heavenly Dragon Sword and the Fangtian halberd clashed heavily again and again, sparks flying wildly, piercing to the top of the void.

Every move and every stance was fought at close quarters, their energy as cold as frost, light shooting in all directions. The overwhelmingly powerful clashes were so exhilarating that both of them felt incredibly elated, Jiang Chen and Lu Changtian alike. Although Jiang Chen was always at a disadvantage, he was not the least bit weaker in momentum. His injuries were somewhat heavier than Lu Changtian’s, but Lu Changtian had not gained the slightest advantage from Jiang Chen either. Jiang Chen was trading blow for blow, the way of wounding the enemy a thousand while losing eight hundred himself. Even though Lu Changtian knew this, he refused to back down, because his strength was greater than Jiang Chen’s after all. Even if it came to a war of attrition, he could wear the other side to death. What did he have to fear?

“Sky-Propping Soul-Destroying Fangtian Halberd!”

Lu Changtian gave an explosive shout and charged up above the clouds of the nine heavens. He clashed with Jiang Chen again and again and knocked back the Heavenly Dragon Sword in Jiang Chen’s hand three times. Jiang Chen flew backward, the webs of his hands split open and dripping with blood, but the bloodthirsty look in his eyes grew even stronger.

Jiang Chen’s injuries were very serious, but his Whirlwind Black Burying Formation had also gradually been set up.

“Still trying to turn the sky upside down? Hmph, I bet you can’t escape my grasp.”

Lu Changtian looked at Jiang Chen coldly.

“A Half-step Divine Emperor is no more than this. Trash will always be trash. If you have any tricks left, go ahead and use them. Otherwise, this long halberd in my hand won’t show any more mercy.”

Lu Changtian said, full of arrogance. At this moment, Jiang Chen was panting unsteadily, and blood kept flowing from his body. Everyone could see that Jiang Chen was at the end of his strength. Under Lu Changtian’s overwhelming assault, even this Half-step Divine Emperor who called himself a peerless genius could only swallow his defeat. The gap in strength was something talent could not make up for in the end.

“Is that so? Then first see whether you can escape my grasp.”

Jiang Chen put away the Heavenly Dragon Sword. With a turn of his palm, the Black Burying Flag was gripped in his hand. He waved it through the sky, and thirty-three Divine Burying Flags at the level of Peak Origin Divine Tools instantly spread through the mountain hollow all around. The Black Burying Flag danced, its banner fluttering, and in an instant a fierce gale rose over the whole Land of Heavenly Lightning, raging across the sky, wind and thunder rolling. Black whirlwinds blew past again and again, carrying terrifying blades. Wind blades slashed everywhere, and the valley once again turned cold and murderous.

“This is… a formation?”

Lu Changtian narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, his expression turning stern. This formation clearly felt a little troublesome to him. Even Ancestor Songzan and Ancestor Jueming, who had been watching from the side, exchanged a look and showed shock. Asking themselves honestly, neither of them was sure he could withstand this formation. Wasn’t this Half-step Divine Emperor kid a bit too terrifying?

The moment the formation came out, heaven and earth changed color. Black whirlwinds swept by with overwhelming force, the wind blades unmatched, like a rain of blades and swords sweeping across the sky.

Lu Changtian’s expression was grave and he kept retreating. He could only avoid its edge. But Jiang Chen would not give Lu Changtian that chance at all. In bringing out the Whirlwind Black Burying Formation, Jiang Chen’s purpose was to kill Lu Changtian. Only by killing him could he sweep away every obstacle. Only then would he have his chance to go after the Heavenly Lightning Spirit.

“You want to kill me? You’re far too naive.”

Lu Changtian laughed coldly and kept backing away, but he found that he could not get out of the Whirlwind Black Burying Formation at all. Jiang Chen waved the Black Burying Flag in his hand, constantly changing the direction of the whirlwind blades and attacking Lu Changtian frantically. The hurricane raged, the gale howled, sand flew and stones rolled. The scene was utterly terrifying. Han Yan and the others could only back away. Even on the far edges they were caught by this terrifying hurricane, and no one dared take a single step closer.