Chapter Eighty-six: Fifth-tier Swordsman

  Zi Wei shouted loudly: Old Dao, I'll send you on your way!

  The moment the War Soul's body opened, no one in the formation could rival it, and everything within a hundred feet was completely surrounded.

  Lao Dao suddenly realized Zhi Wei's identity, but before he could react, he inexplicably spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, which was extremely rare and precious. To his surprise, the blood didn't obey his control and transformed into tiny sparks that merged into Zhi Wei's array.

  And this inexplicable hematemesis was an abnormal property of the Purple Wei's Bagua formation. Unfortunately, Lao Dao didn't have the same level of insight and strength as Zhu Rongbo back then, and he felt that something was off with the formation in an instant, but by the time he reacted, it was already too late.

  A mouthful of blood was spat out, and the old Taoist's face turned white in an instant, as if he had aged several decades. The originally spring-like complexion now looked like a wax paper that inspired fear, and his once-straight waist could no longer be straightened.

  Essence Blood is an extremely important thing for all cultivators, whether they are Soul Masters, Warriors, Mages, etc. They all have Essence Blood, which is equivalent to their foundation of cultivation, much more important than the Qi in their bodies.

  Different levels, the amount of pure blood that can be accommodated in the body is also different. The higher the level, the more it can accommodate. When a person's pure blood decreases to a certain amount, not only is there a possibility of downgrading, but it can also be life-threatening.

  Ordinary cultivators, when dueling with others, if they encounter a particularly difficult danger, can use their own few drops of essence blood to burst out extremely strong strength instantly, either escaping or killing the enemy. Those few drops of essence blood will take a long time to recover. As for Old Dao, he directly spat out a big mouthful of essence blood without any reason, it's easy to imagine that he withered all at once.

  The old Dao stumbled forward a few steps, and with a loud thud, he suddenly fell from mid-air. He directly dropped from the fourth stage to the first stage later period, as those at the first stage were unable to suspend themselves in mid-air for an extended period of time.

  Zi Ling Dao: Brother, spare his life.

  Zi Wei said: Yes, sister, even if you don't say it, I won't kill him.

  Zi Ling nodded slightly.

  Ziwei suddenly withdrew all his aura, and the colorful halos disappeared into his body. Only a transparent light shield remained to protect him. With a flick of his left hand, a Return to Origin Pill flew right into the old Daoist's mouth.

  The old Taoist struggled to lift his head, glanced at Ziwei, and then used the last of his magic power to kowtow.

  Everyone was stunned for a long time, but in fact, Ziwie and Lao Dao exchanged blows for only a few seconds. In this short moment, Ziwie didn't use any moves or techniques, and with the abnormal properties of her own formation, she completely defeated the enemy.

  For a moment, everyone stopped in their tracks, no one dared to take risks, and Ziwie's identity plus the seven nearly eighth-rank Jin clan bodyguards behind him made everyone extremely apprehensive.

  For dozens of miles around, the scene was devastated by the old Taoist's flying sand and walking stone, with broken wood and branches scattered everywhere. Many people were watching from a distance, but some stood very close to the Five-Colored Divine Stone, relying on their own strength. Zong Ruo and his two companions unexpectedly withdrew from this contest, leaving Zi Wei feeling surprised. After all, they didn't come, but there should be others behind them.

  As time passed, the past was long gone, and the sun had already hung in the western sky, but no one dared to take action.

  Zi Wei shouted loudly: Today, the Five-Colored Divine Stone will belong to me, Zi Wei. Anyone who doesn't submit can come at me with all their might; I'll make them acknowledge my dominance until they surrender.

  The young master is indeed too arrogant, I'll come and meet you.

  A middle-aged man wearing a gray long gown came with a sword, this was a swordsman. Without saying a word, a sword energy like a rainbow piercing the sun directly slashed towards Ziwie.

  Zi Wei was also a sword in his hand, a faint yellow sword energy broke through the air and went straight up.

  However, Zi Wei's sword energy was as fragile as paper paste, which even Zi Wei himself did not expect. The sword energy remained undiminished in power and directly chopped towards Zi Wei.

  Zi Wei couldn't dodge in time, so she had to release all the defenses she had just put up, and the seven-colored light lit up again, wrapping around her body.

  The sword energy directly smashed onto the protective shield, and Ziwie's current strength was still unable to withstand the power of the sword energy, and was directly pushed back by more than thirty feet, while the sword energy also failed to break through the protective shield.

  This protective shield was formed by Zi Wei and his ten good brothers, the defensive power is unquestionable, but that middle-aged swordsman is after all a 5th stage late-stage person, this light blow, can they bear it now?

  Everyone spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time, with shocked expressions on their faces. Ziwei was also injured, but he swallowed that mouthful of blood again.

  At this time, Golden Dragon was no longer silent.

  Roar at MGLB: Dare to hurt my master, you're asking for death.

  A mighty swing, endless golden energy poured down like a tsunami towards the middle-aged swordsman. The middle-aged swordsman resisted with all his might, but was unable to withstand the casual strike of the Golden Dragon. One was at the seventh stage late period, while the other was only at the fifth stage late period - they were not on the same level.

  Jin Long cursed loudly: "If you were within the fourth stage and hurt my master, I wouldn't even lift a finger against you. But you, who are about to enter the sixth stage, dare to attack someone who has just entered the third stage? Do you think it's glorious? Do you think it's powerful to be able to kill your opponent with one strike? Well, let me join in on the fun too."

  But the swordsman had already fled in a hurry, he knew that if he didn't leave now, today would be his last day.

  Xuan Xuan arrived at Zi Wei's side for the first time and hastily asked: How is it? Are you injured?

  Zi Wei smiled and said: How can you get hurt from this little thing, silly girl?

  Xuan Xuan's tears fell again, making Zi Wei feel a headache.

  Zi Wei said: Okay, don't cry anymore, I'm really fine.

  It took a long time to make Xuan cry and leave everyone speechless.

  Only I stand alone, watching from afar, doing nothing, saying nothing.

  At this moment, everyone's face suddenly changed color.

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