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Cultivators Are So Weak in This World-Chapter 261 - 237 Encirclement and Suppression, Part 1
"Kill? But so many...."
The provincial governor Zhao Yanting hesitated, wanting to say something, but was silenced by Yongxiang’s look, finally remaining silent.
Zhang Rongfang squinted, gazing at the distant cathedral.
White Ten Sect... same origin as Black Ten Sect, appearing to be a native Western sect, but unknown how strong they are.
He hoped to soon pacify this faction and then focus on cultivation with peace of mind.
Now that the secret vault is open, he has enough grasp of the future direction.
Next, as long as he secretly captures some spiritualized people, he can test if the Eastern Sect’s experiment is true.
Then he can quietly lurk for a long time, cultivating.
"Prepare!"
At this moment, the voice of the officer in charge behind faintly came through.
Just then, from the crowd near the cathedral, a group of people walked out.
Dressed in white robes, wearing white crosses on their chests, they were loudly saying something, waving arms, emotions running high.
As their shouting continued, the surrounding crowd became even more agitated.
"Ounigye!" A roar exploded.
Suddenly, an elderly man at the forefront among the white-robed people shouted fiercely.
Wearing a blue crystal headpiece, holding a pure white cane, white robe ends adorned with golden roses, scriptures, stars, and cross.
"Kill!!!" Erupted alongside his shout.
Was Yongxiang raising her waist short sword high.
With a swish, white fireworks soared into the sky.
White fireworks slowly unfolded, transforming into a lotus-like petals, scattered and faded.
From the surrounding guard’s encirclement, archers simultaneously loosed their flaming arrows.
Thud Thud Thud Thud!!
Fire arrows flew up like rain, tracing arcs, falling towards the church.
Those rising red dots drew lines in the air, some breaking windows, some pinning on the large doors, most landing on the roof and walls.
Oil spread, the church gradually ignited.
The gathered crowd cried out in panic and tried to flee.
The white-robed people mixed among them, charged towards the guards’ formation.
Clearly intending to use the crowd to impact the guards.
"Fire!" Yongxiang swung her short sword again.
From behind stepped forward a formation of crossbow and musket teams, blocking the front.
In the continuous sound of shooting, unending bullets and crossbow arrows like a storm of death, wantonly slaughtered the approaching people.
In an instant, people fell like cutting wheat, one piece after another, blood splattering.
But just then, several figures holding round shields sprang from the crowd, rushing forward.
Clad in black robes that fluttered, revealing full-black heavy armor beneath.
These people charged continuously, incessantly, too fast for the crossbowmen to aim, disappearing in a blink.
Seconds later, more than twenty figures charged into the soldier’s formation, wielding scimitars and giant swords, slashing wildly, none could resist.
"It’s White Ten Sect’s spiritual veins and knight fighters, it’s your turn!" Yongxiang looked at the five spiritual veins behind her.
The six knew they couldn’t shirk it, only charging towards these people.
"Daoist, please take care of yourself!" Chen Han’s last words came, entering Zhang Rongfang’s ears.
"Han, I’m afraid I’ve let the sect leader down..."
Zhang Rongfang looked at the backs of the few who rushed out, his expression suddenly darkened inexplicably.
He had tried to dissuade Chen Han but got no reply, only silence.
These spiritual veins, even belonging to the Great Dao Teaching, showed no resistance to the royal command.
If not for life and death power held by the Spirit Court royal family, who would want to lose all dignity to serve as someone’s dog?
Bang!!!
The six counter-charged, like five reefs, blocking White Ten Sect’s first wave of assault at the first moment.
Intense muffled collision sounds exploded again and again.
Force colliding with force, weapons versus weapons, shields against shields. Under massive impact, the weaker spots on the weapons and shields immediately showed scratches.
Tiny sparks flickered away.
Behind the six, the remaining non-spiritualized super grades followed.
Two groups instantly tangled together.
Super grade masters fighting, body technique too fast, so the surrounding guards couldn’t intervene, only watch and wait.
But White Ten Sect’s strength was clearly beyond Yongxiang’s expectations.
Among them, the number of super grades exceeded ten, while Great Spirit’s experts were insufficient.
Additionally, the elder dressed as an archbishop wielded a staff seemingly like a phantom, each strike leaving a blood hole in a spiritual vein.
This was at least a Three Emptiness level expert!
"Useless!" Yongxiang’s defeated anger surged back.
"All super grades, disperse and face the enemy! Ensure total annihilation of the enemy here!"
She discarded the short sword, reaching to her right.
"Bring the saber!"
Two soldiers behind hefted a giant saber more than two meters long, walking to her side.
Yongxiang grasped the Ten Thousand Horses Saber in one hand and lifted it up.
The massive saber, weighing at least dozens of jins, was effortlessly raised single-handedly by her.
Swoosh!
The blade flashed quickly in the air, leaving a bright trail.
"Taizhenzi I can’t defeat, but a mere foreign sect dares act arrogantly!?"
Yongxiang swiftly tapped the center of her chest.
Hiss... Dark red blood vessels, like tattoo patterns, spread rapidly from the center of the chest to both sides.
A faint rustling sound slowly emanated from her body.
That was the subtle friction noise made by the blood flowing at high speed through the blood vessels.
Yongxiang’s entire skin began to turn red, the whites of her eyes quickly shifted to a bright red, with countless bloodshot lines converging into her pupils.
Bang!!
In an instant, the ground trembled slightly, the grass under her feet exploded into a pit, and she vanished from the spot, charging towards the Archbishop of the White Ten Sect.
In that instant, a huge clashing sound erupted between the two of them, louder than any of the others.
The Archbishop was stopped on the spot and was blown backwards, incredibly forced to retreat by a slash.
"The Great Martial Canon... Ten Thousand Spirits Thirteen Limits...!" intoned Zhao Yanting, the Prefecture Governor, inhaling sharply.
"Is this the Ten Thousand Spirits Thirteen Limits of the Spirit Court’s royal martial arts!?" Nilov, the Prefecture Overseer, said with a serious expression, staring intently at Yongxiang as she struck.
"The world’s martial arts gather at Snow Rainbow Pavilion, and the Great Martial Canon is the supreme masterpiece of countless experts, the culmination of countless martial arts and the exhaustion of all mental resources," Zhao Yanting sighed.
"The Ten Thousand Spirits Thirteen Limits is what sets the Great Martial Canon apart from ordinary martial arts.
The Thirteen Limits represent this royal martial art having at least thirteen different extreme states to choose from. And this one from the Commandery Princess is the Ten Thousand Horses Saber."
"The Ten Thousand Horses Saber...." Zhang Rongfang gazed at Yongxiang at this moment.
This Commandery Princess indeed had every reason to be proud.
She was originally a Three Emptiness Super Grade, and now she layered on the Great Martial Canon which was possibly the strongest top-tier martial art in the world, and opened an extreme state.
Simply ferocious beyond compare.
At this moment, she was completely overpowering the Archbishop of the White Ten Sect.
The several tens of pounds heavy saber in her hands seemed weightless. Each move burst forth at a speed Zhang Rongfang found hard to follow.
"Well, since the Commandery Princess has also taken action, we cannot remain idle..."
The Prefecture Governor said in a deep voice.
If none of them were skilled in martial arts, they could still make an excuse not to go to the front.
But now that even the Commandery Princess had personally entered the fray, if they remained here, it would be a severe disrespect.
Immediately, several people each chose a direction, drew their weapons, and led the shield-armed soldiers behind them to rush forward and join the encirclement.
Zhang Rongfang found himself surrounded by emptiness, with no one else around.
He casually chose a black-armored knight covered in blood, who was about to break through the siege, with crossbow arrows stuck in the gaps of his armor, the work of some sharpshooter.
Without using the newly obtained world saber, Zhang Rongfang merely wore metal gloves, flexed his joints, and stepped forward, charging into the circle of encirclement.
"Suma!!" the black-armored knight still had the strength to shout, wielding a wide silver greatsword, two meters long, sweeping from left to right.
The gale stirred by the sword blade lifted dust and grass debris from the ground.
The sharp blade, stained with bright red bloodwater, swept towards the suddenly appearing Zhang Rongfang in a subtle arc.
Hiss.
Zhang Rongfang stood on the spot, swiftly analyzing the attribute data on the opponent’s body with his eyes.
’External Medicine three times.’
He looked up at the opponent, his eyes showing no emotion, only calmness.
Step.
Step aside.
With just one move, Zhang Rongfang darted into the crook of the opponent’s arm.
"Heavy Mountain."
Bang!!
With a muffled sound, the black-armored knight was struck as if by thunder, retreating several steps before barely managing to stabilize himself.
But the ground under his feet had already been imprinted with deep footprints.
’Is he that weak?’ Zhang Rongfang furrowed his brow slightly; he had tried to restrain his power as much as possible, only using half his strength.
This time he was forced to further hold back some of his strength.
Glancing at the Commandery Princess who was battling not far away, his eyes flashed.
’It seems, to delay time, I can’t use Limit-Breaking Skills.’
’Then, let’s engage in a good fight with ordinary martial arts.’
He placed his hands vertically in front of him, adopting the starting stance of the Mountain-shaped Talisman of Great Dao Teaching.
"Kill!!" the black-armored knight shouted again, rushing forward with the giant sword in his hand, entrained with a peculiar vibration, slashing towards Zhang Rongfang’s head.
But before this slash could land, the figure before his eyes vanished.
With a buzz, the greatsword suddenly shifted direction in midair, shadowing Zhang Rongfang’s dodge to the left.
This change of move came unexpectedly.
It was evident that a certain Limit-Breaking Skill had been used to execute such a timely redirect in such a powerful strike.
Unfortunately...
There was too large a gap in body technique between the two.
Even among Super Grades, even among those using External Medicine, there were clear differences in physical qualities.
By his estimation, Zhang Rongfang confirmed the opponent’s normal speed and strength was at most equivalent to someone who had used External Medicine three times.
And now... he had used it seven times...
Sword light flickered again between the two, the greatsword grazed past Zhang Rongfang to strike empty.
The black-armored knight grew increasingly exasperated, his greatsword spinning in chains, slashing out arcs of sword light at various heights.
The silver sword light coupled with high-speed motion flung the bloodwater stained on the blade flying, some even landing on Zhang Rongfang’s clothing.
But unfortunately, his physical qualities were inferior, as were his martial arts and body techniques; his full-force outbursts resulted only in repeated missed strikes.
Zhang Rongfang cautiously dodged, without retaliating, controlling the rhythm of the skirmish.
To prevent the battle from ending too swiftly.
After all, he was currently just a martial expert who had recently broken through with External Medicine, and even though his martial skills were formidable enough to fight across levels.
Being able to tangle with a warrior of this caliber was already very impressive.
Thus, what he demonstrated now was superior body technique speed, though unable to overpower his opponent.







