Misfire · Ten Thousand Blade Divine Edge
Yuanyuan Dashi activated the Wanren Shenfeng, and countless golden light swords were drawn in the sky. Underground, numerous sharp blades also emerged, and no matter how hard the rocks collided with them, they would be crushed into powder.
She then took action with a hidden anger, first using the few Qing Shen symbols to seal off the surroundings, and then using the Wan Ren Shen Feng to plow through the entire mountain ridge inch by inch. It was thought that no matter how the enemy changed, it would be impossible to escape alive, and would surely end up in a state of powder and dust, before capturing the yuan god, and making it suffer to vent her anger!
Below, the ten thousand blades moved in unison, shattering rocks and sending dust flying everywhere. The thick demonic fog churned within, and even the demonic heads inside were minced to pieces. Although they could immediately regenerate, it was still impossible to stop the launch of the Ten Thousand Blade Divine Edge.
The entire mountain was plowed for several feet, and after about half a time, Yuan Yuan Dashi suddenly felt the blade see blood, and it had already strangled a living person. He thought it must be Yue Qing without a doubt, and hurriedly sprayed three more mouthfuls of vital energy to accelerate the movement of the Wan Blade Divine Edge.
She cast her spell here, while on the other side, Wang Juan and Wu Wenqi had already invited Huang Qian to strangle that young Taoist's flying sword.
Huang Qian had just gone up the mountain to practice his Taoist skills and wasn't very good at discerning the depth of Jian Xian's abilities yet. He thought that by finding this friend, he could help Yu Qing share some of the burden, but unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, two small flying swords were cut off by Jian Xian.
That young Taoist was also frightened out of his wits, turned around and grabbed Huang Pao, then took off running down the mountain, shouting "Master, save me!"
Wang Juanjuan, determined to eliminate the evil, chased after them with her sword, and soon the blade reached their backs. The two young men rolled down together, rolling down the mountain slope into the stream, desperately paddling water to swim ashore.
Wang Juanjuan flew over the mountain stream and arrived above the two people's heads, staring at them with a pair of phoenix eyes and saying loudly: "You two little demons, you have eaten the gallbladder of a male leopard and dare to touch the whiskers of our Emei Sect! Today, I will send you to see the immortal in the underground!" She stretched out her hand and pointed, ready to behead them with her flying sword.
Suddenly, a loud shout came from the top of the mountain: "You demoness, stop being so arrogant!" A golden light flashed down along the mountain slope like lightning. Wang Juanjuan looked up and saw a ball wrapped in golden electric snakes, about the size of a washbasin, making a crackling noise as it flew towards her. Frightened, she quickly merged with her sword and turned to flee.
Wu Wenqi saw Wang Juanjuan in danger and hurriedly rode his sword to assist her, only then did Wang Juanjuan calm down.
On the other side, a young Taoist priest appeared, and Huang Qian bowed his head to call Liu Shishu. His companion directly knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Master, they came to Zhongnan Mountain to cause trouble, trapped Master Huang's senior sister, cut off her arm, I came to question them, but they didn't distinguish right from wrong, shattered the flying sword you gave me."
Young Daoist was filled with anger, looked at Wang Juan and Wu Wenqi, saw the two women's bodies were full of positive energy, then looked at the two sides who were fighting on the opposite bank, saw the rolling devilish fog below, the evil energy rushing to the sky, on top a Taoist nun was wrapped in a ball of golden light resisting the devil, another old nun was urging the immortal method to stir up the mountain ridge, guessing that it was a high-ranking righteous expert surrounding and attacking the devil. Turning back to look at his disciples, their faces were disheveled, with a blood-stained mouth on their backs, while Huang Qian had lost an arm, the wound still bleeding, so he asked Huang Qian: "Is your Shibo (senior aunt) someone from the demonic path? I haven't heard that your Shifu (master) has friends in the demonic sect?"
"My Shifu is from the Wudang Sect..."
Before he could finish speaking, a loud explosion was heard from the other shore, and a mushroom-shaped cloud of blood rose from the ground, accompanied by an old nun's cry of surprise.
Yue Qing rose into the air, laughing loudly: "Old thieving nun! I originally thought of using some method to wear away the little Qing divine light he used to protect himself, thanks for helping me out. Haha, killing one's own junior brother with one's own hands, how does it feel?"
Yuan Dashi's eyes were bloodshot, his voice hoarse: "You demonic path, I will not coexist with you!" He released the Qingniao sword to attack Yue Qing.
Yue Qing wielded his sword and counterattacked, shouting loudly: "You yourself killed my junior brother, yet you want to be at odds with me? This is truly unreasonable! You've only lost two people, yet you're so grief-stricken. How many of our fellow disciples from the Five Peaks Sect have been harmed by your Emei Sect over the years? If it were a fair one-on-one duel, even if we died, we would admit defeat. But your Emei Sect has always relied on deceit and bullying! First, the Three Sages and Two Elders joined forces to kill my master, then your Luo Fu Seven Ghosts ambushed and killed our brother Gu. These deep-seated grudges have only been avenged by a tenth or twelfth today!" His twin swords danced up and down, entwining with Yuan Yuan Dashi's Green Dragon Sword, making it difficult to distinguish between them. "If we were to duel one-on-one, your Emei Sect wouldn't even be worthy of serving as our shoe attendants!"
Yuanyuan Dashi's swordsmanship was exquisite, and he was the top figure among the seven immortals of the Emei School. He was far superior to Wu Yuanzhi and Xu Yuantong, who were also famous in their time. Yue Qing was also a well-known master of the Wutai School. In terms of swordsmanship alone, it was rare for them to meet an opponent in over 300 years of cultivation. The two of them fought from the sky to the ground and then from the ground back up to the sky, their swords flashing like silver rainbows, as if they were two dragons dancing in the air. Their blades clashed and parted, like the ferocious sharks of the Eastern Sea, killing each other until the sky grew dark and it was hard to distinguish between them.
Yu Qing now has the Taiyi Five Smoke Net, and he is not afraid of this old nun in a solo fight. Just now, he used the Blood Slaughter to rise into the air and broke through the opponent's Shaoguang Xianwang net, so he became more and more calm and composed.
Master Yuanyuan was increasingly shocked as he fought, only to realize that he had underestimated the remnants of the Wutai Sect. She saw a young Taoist priest observing from the other side of the mountain stream, guessing that he was also an enemy's helper. Recalling his previous descent from the cliff, it could be seen that his magical powers were not weak, and once he took action, he would also be a formidable opponent. At this moment, Master Canxia had already been surrounded by twelve divine demons, with the range of her protective divine light growing weaker and weaker. She thought to herself that things were not going well, knowing that she could no longer delay and needed to end the battle quickly.
The two of them engaged in a fierce sword fight, causing the young Taoist priest on the opposite bank of the mountain stream to watch with his eyes wide and his spirit shaken. Silver and blue lights danced across his face like a lantern, and even when his disciple came to pull at his sleeve and beg him to take revenge, he didn't hear it.
Wang Juan was a proud and arrogant person. Just now, she was scared away by his magical treasure, feeling too embarrassed to face him. She looked at the young Taoist on the other side of the river, who didn't seem much older than herself, and thought that he probably didn't have much higher magical powers. With her own master's sister assisting her, she was absolutely not going to lose. She saw the Taoist watching the sword fight with a drunken gaze, secretly reciting incantations, and suddenly released a flying sword from under her sleeve, which shot out in a long arc, rapidly flying over the ravine and slashing towards the young man's neck.
The young man was watching the battle with rapt attention, and he had already figured out that this was a grudge between the Emei Sect and the Wutai Sect. As a carefree wandering immortal, he didn't need to get involved in this matter. Moreover, from his perspective, the Emei Sect's methods were upright and just, while the Wutai Sect used extremely vicious and evil magic techniques. His heart was still inclined towards the Emei Sect. He had heard that the Emei Sect had a very good reputation, especially the former leader of the sect, Zhangming True Person Ren Shou, who was kind-hearted and benevolent, saving the world with compassion. Even the most vicious and evil demons respected him and didn't dare to speak ill of him lightly. Therefore, his heart was still inclined towards the Emei Sect. In his opinion, his disciple and Huang Pudian were mistakenly thought by the other side to be accomplices of the Wutai Sect's Daoist priest. Once they explained things clearly later, the Emei Sect would certainly apologize sincerely and provide medicine to reconnect Huang Pu's severed arm.
As a loose immortal, he thought it was okay, but he underestimated the arrogance of Emei disciples. He never expected that the other party would launch a sneak attack. Before he could react, his disciple shouted "Master be careful" and the sword light had already arrived in front of him. His disciple rushed over to push him away, but himself was pierced by a sword through the right chest, spitting out fresh blood from his mouth.
The young man quickly went over and held his apprentice in his arms. His apprentice kept vomiting blood: "Master, avenge me..."
At this time, Wang Juan's flying sword had already turned back, beheading the young man. The youth also released his own flying sword, entwining it with Wang Juan's. His Taoist skills were profound, and he was already a loose immortal cultivator. Wang Juan couldn't withstand him, so she hastily called out to Wu Wencui for help. The youth, filled with sorrow and indignation, took out the treasure from before, this time without holding back. A golden light flashed, and an electric snake shot forth, striking Wu Wencui's chest. Wu Wencui hurriedly used his sword to block it, but was too late, and was struck by the treasure on his front chest, exploding his chest and sending blood and flesh flying everywhere, dying unjustly! The youth still hadn't vented his anger, so he again used the treasure to strike Wang Juan. Wang Juan was frightened out of her wits, turned around and fled for her life, seeking help from her master.
Master Yuan wanted a quick battle, and at this time, he was launching the Wan Jian Shen Feng with Yue Qing. Yue Qing opened the Tai Yi Wu Yan Luo to protect himself, and his own hard work for many years, the Xian Tian Wu Huo Shen Lei, was released. The thunder was collected from the five elements of Qi, mixed with Qian Tian Kun Di Sha Qi, and refined. Taking out one grain, the power is not great, two grains are fired together, the power is five times greater, and five grains can blast through mountains. Because the thunder releases the five elements of Sha Qi when it explodes, it can also generate new thunderballs, wood thunder generates fire thunder, fire thunder generates earth thunder, circulating repeatedly, endless, and continuously absorbing the surrounding five elements of Qi and Tian Di Sha Qi, the power is getting bigger and bigger.