Qin Cangjing and Sword Demon Arthur quickly clashed, exchanging blows back and forth, unable to determine a winner in a short time.
However, at this moment, without Qin Cangjing, facing Di Shitian and the Twelve Riders, only Shen Lang and Zhao Ding Tian remained.
Seeing Shen Lang get hit, Zhao Ding Tian shouted sternly, then kicked a greatsword dropped by a black-clothed swordsman from the ground, attacking Di Shitian.
As the head of the Zhao family, one of the five great families, Zhao Ding Tian's martial arts cultivation had long since broken through the peak of the Heavenly realm. His every move exuded great momentum, his sword seeming to transform into the fangs of a ferocious beast, chilling to the bone.
Yet, as Zhao Ding Tian's sword slashed before Di Shitian, Di Shitian didn't even look. He casually waved his right hand. The next moment, Zhao Ding Tian's greatsword shattered. Subsequently, Zhao Ding Tian was struck by the flying sword fragments, his body like a kite with a broken string, sent flying backward. He crashed heavily to the ground, dying on the spot.
"This..."
The other family heads knew Zhao Ding Tian's strength. Seeing him instantly killed by Di Shitian's casual strike, their faces turned ashen, looking extremely grim.
"Grandfather..." Zhao Shengtian cried out, looking at Zhao Ding Tian's corpse. However, his expression was not one of pain, but rather mockery towards Zhao Ding Tian's overestimation of his abilities.
"Zhao Ding Tian is dead. Next, you should die too."
After casually killing Zhao Ding Tian, Di Shitian turned his gaze to Shen Lang and said with a smile.
At this moment, Shen Lang was compressed by Di Shitian into an invisible vacuum space. Suffocating from lack of oxygen, Shen Lang's face turned red, and he even began to hallucinate.
But, just as his life hung by a thread, Shen Lang's eyes suddenly snapped open. A blood-red flying dagger appeared in his hand. With the dagger's shot, the vacuum space instantly shattered.
This was the first flying dagger given to Shen Lang by his master, named "Bai Wang" (Defeat and Perish). Although this strike broke the vacuum space, it also drained Shen Lang's strength instantly, leaving him gasping for breath.
"So you are that old man's disciple. No wonder you are so powerful at such a young age, and even the Seven Sea Dragon Kings died by your hand."
Seeing the flying dagger that broke his vacuum space, Di Shitian's face showed a hint of shock. He asked, "Where is Heavenly Path Daoist?"
"I'll tell you when you're dead."
Shen Lang stood up with all his might, then looked at Di Shitian and smiled, "Di Shitian, the master of the Kill Dao Association. Very well, I've wanted to get rid of you for a long time."
"You want to fight me?"
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Di Shitian sneered, "Kid, let alone you, even if Shen Tianjun, Song Sha Dao, and Heavenly Path Daoist joined forces, I wouldn't care. You are not qualified to fight me."
"However, I've heard that Heavenly Path Daoist has nine flying daggers. You just shot the first one. I can give you a chance to shoot the remaining eight."
Shen Lang heard this and smiled, "Alright, then I'll let you witness it."
Shen Lang had already mastered all nine flying daggers during this time. Facing a top expert like Di Shitian, it was a perfect opportunity to test the power of the flying daggers.
Shen Lang finished speaking, and the second flying dagger appeared in his hand. Shen Lang sneered, and the dagger shot towards Di Shitian like lightning.
The moment the second flying dagger was unleashed, it erupted in a dazzling red light. The brilliance was so blinding that it seemed capable of extinguishing all life. Shen Lang knew the terrifying nature of this dagger from his past experiences of killing enemies with it.
However, in the next moment, Shen Lang understood the terrifying strength of the master of the Kill Dao Association.
Underneath the destructive red light, a golden aura appeared around Di Shitian. This golden aura actually blocked the dagger's red light and then caught the second flying dagger, casually tossing it aside.
"Nothing more than this..."
Di Shitian looked at Shen Lang with disdain and said, "Kid, what number of daggers have you cultivated to? I suggest you use them all at once, otherwise, you won't have another chance."
"As expected of the master of the Kill Dao Association. Today, I have finally witnessed your strength. Good, since that's the case, I will fulfill your wish."
Shen Lang said, then abruptly untied his dagger pouch. As the pouch opened, Shen Lang simultaneously controlled the remaining seven flying daggers. The seven daggers spun rapidly, and the two daggers on the ground, as if summoned, quickly flew back.
Controlling nine flying daggers simultaneously had reached the "Long Sheng Realm" of flying daggers. An endless stream of power surged into Shen Lang's body, filling him with immense and invincible strength.
At this moment, Shen Lang was confident and calm. Even if an immortal descended, Shen Lang would not be afraid.
"Di Shitian, die."
Shen Lang exerted force with both hands, and the nine flying daggers shot towards Di Shitian like nine missiles.
"This... could such terrifying power exist in the world?"
Seeing the immense power generated by Shen Lang controlling the nine flying daggers, everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.
With such terrifying power, who else in this world could stand against it?
Qi Tuojiang and Kong Wudao, who harbored deep hatred for Shen Lang, widened their eyes in despair upon seeing the terrifying power Shen Lang unleashed.
They knew that they might never be able to defeat Shen Lang in this lifetime.
However, could Di Shitian, the master of the Kill Dao Association, withstand Shen Lang's terrifying nine flying daggers?
It wasn't just Qi Tuojiang and Kong Wudao who were curious; everyone present was.
"Thirty years ago, these nine flying daggers made me feel the fear of death. I cultivated diligently for thirty years, thinking that I wouldn't feel this fear again when facing these nine daggers. But today, I realize the fear is still here, it hasn't disappeared."
Facing the incoming flying daggers, a flash of terror flickered in Di Shitian's eyes before his expression returned to one of calm indifference. He smiled and said, "Shen Lang, you are indeed a rare talent once in ten thousand years. Coupled with Heavenly Path Daoist as your master, your strength can approach the top five in the world."
"However, with just these nine flying daggers, you cannot kill me, because, in the end, you are not Heavenly Path Daoist."
As he finished speaking, Di Shitian raised his hand. The next second, the nine flying daggers that had shot towards him were forcibly controlled, their power completely drained. They clattered to the ground.
"Old man, is he this terrifying?"
Shen Lang, who thought he was invincible in the world after unleashing all nine flying daggers, except for his master, was now stunned and incredulous to see Di Shitian effortlessly neutralize his ultimate move.
However, after the shock, a smile of excitement, even madness, appeared on Shen Lang's face.
"Good, as expected of the master of the Kill Dao Association, a strong individual standing at the apex of this world. This is interesting. Let's continue."
Shen Lang had many trump cards, but as his strength grew, there were few people in this world who could force him to reveal all his trump cards.
Yet, the person before him possessed that capability.
With that said, Shen Lang quickly activated the "Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Art." Instantly, lightning enveloped his entire body. Then, using the "Ghost Shadow Divine Step," he surged towards Di Shitian in the blink of an eye.
"Song family's Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Art?"
Seeing Shen Lang enveloped in lightning, Di Shitian's face showed shock, but he wasn't overly flustered. He waved his hand, and an overwhelming, terrifying force began to crush Shen Lang.