Stunning Dragon Wife

Four giant dragons soared at the four corners of the sky.

The Third Moon Envoy hadn't even caught a breath.

Zhang Xiaoshan's figure rose another hundred feet, as if he had entered the Moon Palace.

"Gather."

Zhang Xiaoshan whispered softly.

The four giant dragons opened their mouths and fiercely inhaled.

Countless Moonlight was swallowed into their bellies, finally converging around Zhang Xiaoshan's body.

All around Zhang Xiaoshan was silver Moonlight, and a hundred-foot giant sword slowly took shape.

"Slash."

The giant sword slashed down towards the Third Moon Envoy.

"Booming."

The air exploded, hissing.

"Not good."

Watching as the giant sword fell.

The Third Moon Envoy hurriedly created a wall of light in front of him to block.

"Crack."

With a crisp sound, the wall of light shattered easily like an eggshell.

"Second strike."

"Third strike."

The hundred-foot Light Sword continued to slash down.

The Third Moon Envoy kept dodging in the air, looking extremely battered.

"Boom."

The fourth sword successfully struck the Third Moon Envoy's body.

"Ah."

With a miserable cry, the Third Moon Envoy fell from the sky, crashing into the back mountain of the Liu family compound.

"Boom."

The ground trembled.

Smoke and soot spread.

"Cough cough cough."

Before the smoke dissipated, a silver light shot up into the sky.

It was the Third Moon Envoy.

"Still alive?"

Zhang Xiaoshan's face showed a hint of surprise.

The silver light paused in the sky, revealing the figure of the Third Moon Envoy.

His mouth was full of blood.

Clearly, he had been severely injured by that fourth sword, his internal organs hurt badly, yet his body bore no visible wounds.

"How is this possible?"

Zhang Xiaoshan was puzzled.

The sword he had just used could easily kill a cultivator in the Early-stage Divine Realm.

Why was the Third Moon Envoy unharmed?

"You nasty brat, you're seeking death."

The Third Moon Envoy's face was full of resentment.

Yet, there was a hint of smugness.

"Brat, do you think I'd fear you?"

"This Moon Envoy's body is clad in a Silver Silk Spirit Robe, you can't hurt me."

Silver Silk Spirit Robe?

Zhang Xiaoshan activated the Heavenly Dragon's Eye.

At this moment, he saw through the situation.

The white robe the Third Moon Envoy wore was no ordinary garment but a protective magic artifact woven from silk threads, reaching an intermediate Spirit-level.

It was relying on this protective magic artifact that he had survived.

"Old thing, your turtle shell is indeed tough, but what of it?"

Zhang Xiaoshan's expression turned cold.

"Hmph, fool. You think my Silver Silk Spirit Robe is only for defense?"

"Go."

The Third Moon Envoy loosened his robe, spitting a mouthful of blood onto it.

"Boom..."

Immediately, the silver robe unleashed immense power, rapidly expanding into a giant net to ensnare Zhang Xiaoshan.

"Sizzle"

Zhang Xiaoshan slashed out with a sword.

"Boom."

The giant Light Sword struck the expanded silver robe.

The giant silver web quivered violently.

Yet, it did not lose any strength.

It continued to envelop him.

Meanwhile.

The hundred-foot giant sword beside Zhang Xiaoshan began to dissipate slowly.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Xiaoshan's heart tensed.

"Heh heh, kid, when I was promoted to Third Moon Envoy, the Alliance Hierarch, Moon God himself, gave me this gift, its power is incredible, how could you break it? This thing can sever your connection with Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, like a small barrier. Once deployed, you can't connect with external energy. Even if you're in the God Realm, your cultivation is suppressed to the Qi Transformation Realm. Moreover, there's a terrifying killer array within. Once trapped, you're doomed."

The Third Moon Envoy wore a crazed smile, as if he had already condemned Zhang Xiaoshan to death.

On the ground, Liu Dajiang was also full of concern.

"What should be done, this, this..."

"If Miracle Doctor Zhang meets his end on my turf, the White Dragon Association people will never forgive me, even jumping into the Yellow River won't clear my name."

Qin Yue's expression turned to one of sympathizing regret.

"It seems your myth will end today."

Meanwhile, the giant sword beside Zhang Xiaoshan had completely dissipated.

Indeed, as the Third Moon Envoy said, this silver robe blocked the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi.

"Seems I have to use that move."

As he spoke, the flying sword Red Sky appeared in Zhang Xiaoshan's hand.

"Spiritual Artifact?"

Seeing the Red Sky in Zhang Xiaoshan's hand, the Third Moon Envoy's expression tensed, clearly recognizing the grade of Red Sky.

"Smart kid, you're indeed unusual, possessing a Spiritual Artifact, but with your connection to external Qi severed, your power is at most at the Qi Transformation Realm. Even with a Spiritual Artifact in hand, it's useless."

"After you die, this Spiritual Artifact flying sword will be mine, hehehe."

His face bore a greedy smile.

"Hehe."

Zhang Xiaoshan chuckled coldly.

"Just wait and see."

Zhang Xiaoshan raised the sword before his chest.

His eyes shut tight.

"Boom boom boom..."

In an instant, the aura around him surged.

It wasn't True Qi spilling out.

But the pressure of the God Realm.

The entirety of his imposing aura was channeled into the Red Sky Divine Sword.

At the same time, the pressure from the Red Sky Divine Sword's Spiritual Artifact was pushed to the extreme.

The massive silver robe, a hundred meters from Zhang Xiaoshan, was resisted and couldn't move a step closer due to the pressure.

"What?"

The Third Moon Envoy frowned.

A very ominous feeling arose.

Sure enough.

In the next instant, Zhang Xiaoshan's closed eyes snapped open.

"Slaughter Sword Skill, second form."

"Nine-layered Sword Skill"

"Boom."

An intensely blood-red Sword Qi slashed forth in an instant.