Tie Zheng slowly walked towards Ban Ji: "All of you are nothing but dishonest and shameless people. If from the beginning you had made it clear you wanted to repay a favor and besiege Ning Zhuo, it would have been fine. But instead, you pretended to be allies and then ambushed..."
"How many times have you done this? How many people have you harmed?"
"Encountering me today indicates that Heaven wants to teach you a lesson!!"
After saying that, Tie Zheng attacked Ban Ji and his group.
Ban Ji: ?!!
He hurriedly tried to explain, but the more he explained, the more enraged Tie Zheng became, recalling his own betrayal and confrontation with the perpetrators who acted the same way.
"Go to hell, go to hell!!" Tie Zheng’s eyes were filled with blood, once again unleashing a storm of metal.
Ban Ji was so angry he felt like vomiting blood.
What deep hatred is this? As if there’s enmity of murdering one’s father.
Ban Ji had no choice but to step up and fight. Luckily, he had several experts to assist him.
Plus, with the Great Array of Xuan Armor Cave suppressing, Tie Zheng couldn’t display the true combat power of a Golden Core Cultivator, so although the fight was intense, it reached a stalemate.
Other Foundation Establishment Cultivators present watched the two sides fight and were momentarily at a loss.
"Hmph, I see through the Ban Family."
"This righteous clan is somewhat shameless, going to great lengths to cheat in support of their own Foundation Establishment face."
"Before, I was curious as to why the Ban Family tolerated someone like Ban Ji, a Demon Cultivator? Now I understand, although this family claims righteousness, at their core, they are extremely hypocritical!"
Regarding Tie Zheng’s choice to fight Ban Ji and his group, even if some cultivators didn’t understand Tie Zheng’s information, they didn’t find it strange.
After all, Ban Ji’s group exposed themselves after Ning Zhuo’s ambush, proving to be the most threatening force.
Tie Zheng confronting Ban Ji’s team is like how he previously eliminated Lu Zeng and Ao Pan.
"By the way, Ning Zhuo is badly injured." Some eyed the foolish young man maliciously.
The reputation of Ning Zhuo’s genius had spread widely in Wanxiang Sect’s Main Mountain Gate. In the hearts of many cultivators, he’s also highly threatening.
Now, witnessing Ban Ji’s group and Tie Zheng fighting fiercely, unable to intervene nor wanting to, the beholders focused on each other.
Ning Zhuo sensed the wrong atmosphere, gritted his teeth, and stood up against the wall.
His Mysterious Armor was still mostly intact, floating beside him for protection. Especially the bronze fan, it had the most deterrence, making many cultivators hesitate after their gaze met the bronze fan.
The Hao-surnamed cultivator saw this scene, his eyes flashed with appreciation: "Ning Zhuo is quite the actor! He abandoned the bronze shield decisively, showing great courage, worthy of being the well-cultivated face of a great clan."
Among the cultivators in Xuan Armor Cave, only the Hao-surnamed cultivator saw through this.
Others were left in the dark; one suddenly spoke up: "Ning Zhuo is in danger!"
No sooner had he spoken than three people moved together against Ning Zhuo.
Ning Zhuo immediately controlled the Mysterious Armor to defend and counterattack.
Ban Ji and his group struggled around Tie Zheng. Tie Zheng constantly unleashed metal storms, displaying the aura of one surrounding many.
His Blade Beast transformed back into a sphere, hanging at the waist, remaining a constant pressure on others as long as it wasn’t activated.
Numerous bronze weapons clashed, chased, and chopped violently mid-air. Some weapons emitted sharp edges, dominating the battlefield, while others affected emotions and spirits — this was the seventh bronze artifact, able to count on one hand.
A cultivator, battle-hardened, swelled in flesh, growing taller. Ripping open his shirt, transforming into a muscular giant, wielding a bronze axe, hacking left and right, severing stalagmites, scattering stone fragments like shrapnel.
Another cultivator moved like a phantom, his long spear effortlessly piercing through a cultivator’s body, eliminating the opponent mercilessly.
Another concealed in shadows, occasionally throwing a hook to snare an engaged cultivator, dragging them into darkness, quietly eliminating them.
Those still persisting were naturally skilled.
Ning Zhuo had already succeeded in eliminating two cultivators through "difficult" counterattacks.
Other cultivators saw Ning Zhuo still had energy and gave up, targeting easier prey.
Mysterious Armor wasn’t suited for prolonged battles, with such high combat intensity, weapons would soon become insufficient. More weapons meant stronger ability, able to persist to the end.
Ban Ji was forced into a corner by the metal storm, shouting with all his might, fully energizing his Divine Sense.
He primarily cultivated the "Greedy Opportunity Demon Heart Technique," with Divine Sense having its unique attack power, already experienced by Ning Zhuo. Now, with a full assault, pressing Tie Zheng, immediately slowing his attack, revealing a flaw.
Among those besieging Tie Zheng, a short and stout cultivator bulged with muscle on his arms, wielding an eight-sided bronze mace, heavily sweeping across Tie Zheng’s left waist.
Tie Zheng raised his bronze long rod, blocking the bronze mace.
But the next moment, the bent bronze rod met the standard for scrapping and was taken away by the Great Array of Xuan Armor Cave.
Tie Zheng immediately frowned.
He didn’t expect that aside from Ban Ji, the opponents coordinated and mastered joint tactics — very troublesome.
Tie Zheng battled for a while, not only gaining nothing but losing one bronze rod.
"If that’s the case..." Tie Zheng took out a kitchen knife from his chest.
The knife emerged.
No sharpness or dazzling brilliance. Only a refined shadow passed through Ban Ji and his group’s view.
Simultaneously, a strong resolute intention, capable of cutting through all obstacles and shattering anything robust transmitted.
The bronze mace was too late to withdraw, swept by the shadow, broken in half.
A stabbing sword assaulted, Tie Zheng lightly rerouted it. The sword was immediately sliced, the blade spinning and shooting out, "do" — firmly wedging into the distant cave wall!
Clang, clang, clang...
After a series of metal explosions, several Mysterious Armors were sliced by the kitchen knife.
This was Tie Zheng’s seventh kitchen knife, containing the martial arts principle of intent.
Tie Zheng’s kitchen knife moved forward unimpeded!
The cultivators encircling him incurred wounds, retreating in panic.
The encirclement collapsed, quickly overwhelmed by Tie Zheng’s metal storm.
In a few breaths, they suffered miserable elimination, leaving only one, Ban Ji!
Clang, clang!
Bang.
Ban Ji, like a ragged sack, was violently hacked into the air, showering blood as he fell.
Then, crashing into a giant stalactite, sliding weakly to the ground.
His arms twisted, face pallid like gold, breath extremely weakened.
With resentment and hatred, he stared intensely at Tie Zheng.
But it was useless.
In the next moment, he was transported away.
Ban Ji was eliminated!
Tie Zheng paid a huge price; his clothes were stained with his own blood, plenty of wounds. The recent burst left him both physically and mentally exhausted. Utilizing martial arts’ essence consumes more than just physical stamina.
"Only a few of you left." Tie Zheng glanced around, finding only four others besides him.
Ning Zhuo was one of them, promptly speaking: "Tie Zheng Daoist, although we won’t be your match, we’re still willing to give it a try."
"To keep the final nine Mysterious Armors won’t be easy."
Tie Zheng slightly hesitated, reminded by Ning Zhuo, he quickly scanned the scene to find only twenty-three Mysterious Armors remained.
Another fierce battle was ahead, keeping nine pieces would indeed be challenging.
Tie Zheng coldly snorted, carrying a trace of pride: "We Martial Arts cultivators naturally face our difficulties head-on. You all can come together."
Tie Zheng was the strongest present, having just eliminated Ban Ji’s group with his bronze kitchen knife and profound martial arts mastery, showcasing his prowess. Against such a formidable person, Ning Zhuo and the others naturally joined forces to resist.
In reality, even before Ning Zhuo spoke, the other three had already invited him through Divine Sense Transmission for alliance.
Ning Zhuo naturally agreed promptly.