The crowd was in an uproar, and everyone in the Jianghu was thrown into chaos.

The very people who were fervently vowing to stand up for the Luoxia Sword Sect just moments ago, nearly all staggered back in panic, their faces ashen.

The battle in the middle of the arena was too terrifying.

Jiang Shi's strength once again surpassed everyone's expectations.

Despite so many Martial Saints joining forces, they were unable to subdue him and were instead forced into constant evasions and frantic jumps by Jiang Shi.

It was simply unbelievable.

After knocking the old man flying with a club, Jiang Shi continued to smash towards Daoist Qing Song, Sect Leader Yue, and Zen Master Wu Hui, forcing the three Martial Saints to avoid direct confrontation and resort to attack from a distance.

But even so, they could not escape fate.

It's known that before Jiang Shi integrated martial arts, he had already killed the Black Lotus Saint Envoy, a second-tier Martial Saint.

Now that he had fused martial arts and increased his strength by thousands of pounds, his power was incredibly abnormal.

Among the three Martial Saints, Sect Leader Yue, the weakest, quickly showed fear, being overtaken by Jiang Shi's speed, as the thick Wolf Fang Club fiercely crashed onto his body.

"No!"

Sect Leader Yue screamed in terror.

"Stop!"

"Great Compassion Palm!"

Daoist Qing Song and Zen Master Wu Hui shouted angrily in unison, their bodies shining with light, their aura surging, slamming towards Jiang Shi.

But it still couldn't change the tragic scene of Sect Leader Yue being beaten to death with a single blow.

A loud bang, flesh and blood splattering.

With a force of over forty thousand pounds, this club strike was akin to a steamroller falling from dozens of meters high, smashing into him, almost shredding him beyond recognition.

And after killing Sect Leader Yue, Jiang Shi promptly turned around, continuing to sweep harshly toward Daoist Qing Song and Zen Master Wu Hui, causing them to reveal horror and hurriedly dodge again.

At that moment!

The previously beaten and sent-flying, pale-faced, beardless old man finally crawled out from the debris, covered in blood, face twisted, with numerous broken bones piercing through flesh and emerging visible.

His aura was exceptionally tragic as he fiercely stared at Jiang Shi and shouted sharply, "Bastard, utterly bastard, I'm not dead yet!"

Boom!

His body once again lunged fiercely toward Jiang Shi, swelling, skin reddening, as though fearlessly charging brutally towards Jiang Shi.

Relying on the unique lineage of his Noble Family, he was prepared to exchange injury for injury.

However!

With another loud boom, his body was smashed flying, crashing in the distance, spewing blood madly.

Just like before, he still had no qualification even to approach Jiang Shi, only feeling a vast force like a mountain crushing down, twisting and deforming his bones and meridians within, emitting cracking sounds.

His skeleton was almost entirely dislocated.

Yet even so, he still did not die.

Blood dripped to the ground like boiling hot lava, burning holes through the surface, emitting smoke.

"Damn it, another Noble Family monster!"

Jiang Shi glowered, and after once again smashing that old man away, prepared to deal with him first, stomping his foot and swiftly lunging towards that elder.

At this moment!

Suddenly, he sensed a dense threat from behind quickly approaching.

He abruptly turned around, swinging a club fiercely.

Only to see a vague red stream rapidly approaching.

But in the instant he struck with his club, that stream leaped back like lightning, dodging and widening the distance from Jiang Shi, reverting into a young man in a green robe holding a sword.

It was none other than Young Master Long Shaoyun!

Only now, his state had become greatly bizarre.

Like that elder, his skin had turned red-hot, releasing steaming aura, while streams of hot air continually emitted from his pores.

Thick veins crawled densely across his body, interwoven together, making him look unusually strange.

Seeing Jiang Shi rushing towards the elder, he thought the opportunity ripe and struck, but didn't expect Jiang Shi's reaction to be so swift, forcing him to retreat temporarily.

He was by nature calm, never one to win by sheer force but rather waited for a timely opportunity, attacking with precision, saving both time and effort.

"Almost forgot, another monster here!"

Jiang Shi spoke coldly.

People from the Noble Families were never ordinary.

The pale-faced old man was merely a servant, yet so bizarre.

One can imagine how strong their true master could be.

"No wonder you have the ability to kill someone from the Zhang Family, truly extraordinary, but today, as this Young Master is here, I won't allow you to act wantonly!"

That Young Master Long spoke coldly, surrounded by steaming aura, staring tightly at Jiang Shi, "Innate Vajra, heard only in legends, today I must have a good play!"

"You want to play with me?"

Jiang Shi sneered, "Aren't you afraid it will kill you!"

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a roar echoed.

The previously clubbed and sent-flying elder crawled up once more from the ruins, with more blood flowing, more fragments of bone piercing through flesh emerging visible.

He looked ferocious, unpredictably horrifying, as soon as he climbed out he quickly dashed toward a building, hugged one of the pillars with a bang and tore it down, lifted it up, rapidly storming toward Jiang Shi.

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