"Form an array!" Zhao Di gave the command to the two women through his divine sense. In an instant, a massive protective shield of thunder and flames appeared in the great hall.

  "When was this formation set up, it's so powerful! And I didn't notice anything at all!" The scholar looked up at the prohibition light screen above his head, where electric arcs were constantly jumping, and was shocked in his heart.

  "If even a late-stage Jiedan cultivator like you can sense the anomaly, then wouldn't this ancient hidden grand array be living up to its reputation in vain!" Yu Rou lightly chuckled and replied, unaware of when she and You Lan had already stood behind Zhao Di, each of the two women grasping an exquisite ritual disk.

  "How dare you two insignificant foundation period demons speak such arrogant words and be rude to me!" The scholar was furious, the long sword in front of him flashed with a blue light, and two blue sword lights shot out towards the two women.

  Zhao Di swung the Dream Lian Sword in front of him, also lightly slashing twice, striking out two purple sword lights to meet the two green lights.

  "Bang" "bang" two muffled sounds, purple and green sword lights simultaneously turned to dust and disappeared.

  In the first round of confrontation, neither of them went all out, with a mind to probe each other.

  Zhao Di did not rush to take action, and instead asked, "Guan Hai, sir, I have something that I don't understand. What is the use of having so many ordinary people? Could it be that you have cultivated some kind of cruel and inhumane divine ability, using the breath of ordinary people's books to increase your cultivation power?"

  "This gentleman doesn't need to answer your question!" The scholar said coldly, his eyes fixed on the purple sword in front of Zhao Di. That previous strike seemed casual, but actually contained a hint of his majestic and upright divine power, yet it was easily blocked by this small sword. This sword is absolutely not simple, but he couldn't discern the origin of the opponent's treasured sword.

  "Then I'll ask another question! You've killed so many ordinary people that this stone mill has such a thick bloody aura, I'm afraid it's not less than ten thousand people!"

  "Ten thousand people? Ha ha, that's just one-tenth of it! I've been working hard on this for a hundred years, collecting the essence of books from ordinary people's blood, and I have at least a million! Haha, as long as I can collect tens of thousands more, my great work will be complete!" The scholar couldn't help but feel a little proud when he said this.

  "For the sake of one's own desires, to slaughter tens of thousands of ordinary people!" Zhao Di was shocked and said coldly: "Your Excellency is doing this, isn't it contrary to the Confucian goal of cultivating oneself and bringing peace to the world? Are you not afraid that one day, your heart demon will backfire?"

  The scholar glanced at the several book boys who were still fast asleep in the corner, and hummed a light tune as he said: "Hmph! These ordinary people stay in this world, but they only live for dozens of years, then inevitably die. Now let me use them, and to some extent, they can show their value. This is dying with a purpose! Haha! When I enter the Yuanying Great Way and control a piece of heaven and earth in the Xianxia realm, it will be the time to conquer the world!"

  "Utter nonsense! If the cultivation world were controlled by someone like you, it would be a never-ending slaughter, and there wouldn't be any space for other cultivators to survive! Even if I don't kill you now, sooner or later someone else will eliminate you!"

  "Hmph, many have said that before, but they all ended up dying at the hands of Ben Ju Shi. You won't be an exception either!" The scholar sneered.

  "Meng Li, I promised you not to kill the innocent and weak, but this person is an exception. Today, I will use the Meng Li sword to cut him into ten thousand pieces!" Zhao said lightly in his heart, holding the purple sword and stabbing it at the opponent.

  The sword was drawn at an extremely fast speed, a purple light flashed, and the Dream Crystal Sword had already stabbed in front of the bookworm.

  A bookworm's heart moved, a jade letter of several feet square floated out and blocked in front of him. This jade letter painted a picture of birds singing and flowers fragrant with a few lines of poetry, the poetic meaning is fully revealed. Not only that, but this jade letter also emitted a faint fragrance as soon as it appeared, and there were pleasant bird calls coming from it, the words of the poem also flashed with dazzling light, extremely gorgeous. This defensive treasure actually still contained a hint of magical power.

  But all that was heard was a crisp cracking sound, the purple sword effortlessly pierced the beautiful jade paper into countless shards of jade, and continued to stab at the scholar's face with undiminished speed, mere inches away!

  But the scholar didn't show any panic, his feet treading in an unusual rhythm, as if he had only lightly tapped his foot, and instantly left a residual shadow, drifting several meters away, the Dreamy Sword's certain strike suddenly falling empty.

  Meng Li Jian did not give up, turning around and continuing to stab the bookworm wildly. The bookworm's figure was like a ghost, moving rapidly in a mysterious and unpredictable rhythm, leaving behind only residual shadows on the spot! Meng Li Jian was helpless!

  Zhao was shocked, unexpectedly having such a strange and swift movement, dodging and evading so quickly that it was almost as agile as a magic treasure! In this way, when facing an enemy, he would be unable to land a hit, wouldn't that mean certain defeat? Moreover, if the opponent were to suddenly close in on him, wouldn't that make defense impossible?!

  The bookworm was also extremely wary of Zhao Di's purple sword. He didn't dare to use his own life-bound treasure, the gentleman sword emitting a blue glow, to confront it head-on. The jade fan treasure he intentionally released had a decent defensive power, but it was almost as fragile as tissue paper and easily broken by the purple sword. He asked himself, although his gentleman sword was extremely sharp, how could it be so effortlessly broken?

  With a few "swishes", the scholar dodged Purple Sword's thrust and swung his Gentleman Sword, wrapped in a layer of cyan sword energy, towards Zhao Di. Halfway through, he made several consecutive swings, creating three identical cyan sword shadows that split into upper, middle, and lower routes to rapidly stab at Zhao Di.

  Sword Shadow Technique! Zhao Di was secretly shocked in his heart, and the opponent indeed had a deep understanding of sword cultivation techniques. Not only did he easily display the sword's edge, making the treasure sword's attack power even higher, but also transformed into three sword shadows, adding several points to its might!

  Compared to him, Zhao Di also relied on a sword as his treasure, but he had never spent time cultivating any sword-related techniques. He completely relied on the unparalleled material of the Meng Li Sword.

  Moreover, Zhao Di's innate treasure had only just been refined and cultivated for a short period of time, whereas the gentleman sword in his dantian had been tempered for no less than a hundred years, which also gave it a great boost.

  Three sword shadows came, but Zhao Di did not dare to use his speed to shake them off. He asked himself that even if he used all his strength to dodge and turn around, he would still be unable to avoid the opponent's attack. At this time, he recalled the Dream Sword, transforming it into a giant sword over three feet long, holding it in front of him for protection.

  "Ding ding ding" three light sounds, three sword shadows all cut on the Dream Crystal Sword, but left no trace.

  When refining the Dream Crystal Sword, Tianxia Silver was added to it. Its hardness is such that even the sharpest sword-type treasures can't scratch it!

  His opponent's treasured sword was so sharp and incredibly sturdy, it really made the scholar feel extremely depressed. His opponent's cultivation was clearly far inferior to his own, although they both used swords, his opponent's skill with the sword was even more inferior by several levels compared to himself. But that treasured sword of theirs was incredibly powerful, leaving him unable to make a move, and he didn't dare use Gentleman Sword to directly clash with their Violet Sword head-on. He could only continuously split out sword shadows, attacking his opponent, but fundamentally couldn't pose any real threat.

  Fortunately, his mysterious body method also made it impossible for the opponent to attack him. In this way, if he found an opportunity and took advantage of the opponent's momentary lapse, he still had a great chance of defeating the enemy in one fell swoop. At that time, the opponent's purple sword would fall into his hands! Although this sword had been recognized by its owner before, it was inevitable that its power would be greatly reduced when changing owners, but in terms of value, it was definitely above the reward for capturing him.

  A windfall profit is placed in front of him, and a thread of greed appears in the eyes of the bookworm.

  At this level of combat, it's not something that the Youlan and You'r sisters can intervene in, and they may become targets for the opponent's attack, dragging down Zhao Di. Therefore, after activating the spell array, the two women hid back into Zhao Di's body.

  Although the purple giant sword transformed by Meng Li Jian could easily resist the opponent's attack, continuing like this would be completely hopeless. Zhao Di thought of this and swung his sleeves, sending out a dozen or so foundation-building puppets.

  "You're from the Qianji Gate! Ah, you, you actually have so many high-grade spirit stones!" The scholar was shocked. These puppets and the weapons they held in their hands, which seemed to be top-quality spiritual instruments, were probably worth more than the entire wealth of the Qianyun Sect!

  The scholar couldn't help but be shocked, because these puppets had already raised their various knives, swords, bows and crossbows under Zhao's command, and launched a fierce bombardment at the position where the scholar was located.

  A wisp of green smoke flashed by, and the scholar once again displayed his strange footwork, leaving a residual shadow in place before flashing several zhang away, causing the puppet's golden light, flame pillar and other spiritual energy attacks to fall empty.

  The scholar emerged from the residual shadow, holding the Junzi sword in his hand, with a proud expression and an aura of justice!

  A fierce aura burst out from his body, with an overbearing and mighty momentum, somewhat similar to Zhao Di's unintentional driving of the evil energy. However, this aura was pure and unadulterated, without any hint of demonic or evil energy, it was the unique divine ability of a high-ranking Confucian cultivator - the Vast and Righteous Aura!

  "Zebei cangsheng!" The scholar let out a loud cry, and the gentleman's sword in his hand emitted a sound like a dragon's roar. In an instant, it split into 81 green sword shadows, mixed with unstoppable majestic energy, and slashed wildly towards Zhao Di and the puppet's location.

  The scholar shouted out his own moves before making them, which wasn't him being arrogant, but rather the emphasis of his cultivation method "Devil-Expelling Sword Manual" was on suppressing the opponent with aura. Once he shocked his opponent's heart, their actual strength would be greatly reduced, and his chances of winning would increase by a few points.

  As expected, the dozens of sword silhouettes came pouring down like a deluge from heaven, their momentum was truly astonishing! If it were an ordinary Golden Elixir cultivator, they would probably only have the heart to preserve their life under this overwhelming pressure.

  "Hypocrite!" Zhao Di coldly snorted, unmoved. Under his command, the puppet also refused to show weakness and launched another attack, with golden lights, fire pillars and other attacks welcoming the sword shadows, not falling behind in the slightest. Occasionally, a few sword shadows hit the front, but most were intercepted by the puppet holding two shields. Occasionally, one or two sword shadows fell on the puppet, only slightly damaging it, having little impact on Zhao Di's overall strength.

  Zhao Di wielded the Dreamy Lure Sword, with one wave after another of purple sword light rapidly stabbing out in succession, forcing the scholar to constantly move or use his Gentleman Sword to block horizontally in front of him.

  The scholar once again displayed his strange footwork, flashing open to over ten zhang away, gaining himself some time for an attack. However at this moment, his complexion was as pale as white paper, gasping for breath, clearly displaying such a profound body technique wasn't without cost.

  "Righteous Sword!" The scholar let out a loud roar, his brow furrowed, eyes narrowed, and face turned grave, as if he had made up his mind. Suddenly, the majestic righteous energy on his body poured into the Gentleman's Sword in his hand, transforming it into a giant cyan sword over 10 feet long. With an aura of majesty and righteousness, the sword flew out of the scholar's hands and struck down at the puppets with a mighty slash!

  This slash is incredibly stunning! Even the surrounding void seems to be split in two!

  "Good timing!" Zhao muttered, as a surge of purple energy burst forth from his body. His face flashed with a layer of purple light. Without dodging or evading, he instead took a gentle step forward, meeting the giant green sword that was floating in mid-air. With both hands wielding the Dream Crystal Sword wrapped in a layer of purple spiritual light, he fiercely chopped at the giant sword.

  A clear and loud "ding" sound, Meng Li's sword was intact, while the giant green sword was cut into two pieces by Zhao Di!

  "Impossible!" The scholar spat out a mouthful of blood, his face filled with an expression of shocked unbelief. His life-bound treasure had been damaged, and he was severely injured as his heart and spirit were connected. How could the opponent's treasure, no matter how sharp it was, pierce through the mighty Haoran Righteous Energy that was said to be invincible, and even cut off the excellent material of the Junzi Sword?

  Relying solely on the Mengli Sword might indeed be difficult, but Zhao Di had also applied a layer of Hunyuan Divine Light to the sword body. With the two complementing each other, it was sharp and unmatched, and simply relying on Haoran's upright energy would not be enough to block it.

  The scholar who had just lost his precious treasure was both shocked and enraged, but he didn't panic. He forced himself to dodge again, avoiding the dense attacks of the opponent's puppet once more. At the same time, his hands didn't stop moving as he pulled out various talismans and treasures from his sleeves, offering them up one after another.

  If there were better magical artifacts, the scholar would not have waited until now to use them. At this point, he is already at a loss, and the few foundation-establishing talismans that have a negligible impact on Zhao Di are barely released before being dissolved by Zhao Di's puppet attack.

  Some talismans, shields and scrolls with certain defensive capabilities were also destroyed in the intense attack by Zhao Di and Kui Lei.

  Occasionally there are a few attacks on Fa Bao, but they can't be compared to the Junzi Sword, let alone pose a threat to Zhao Di.

  Although his footwork was extremely brilliant, he was unable to make Zhao Di's attacks land in the end, but as time went on, his speed also gradually slowed down, apparently his physical strength had reached its limit and could no longer freely display his footwork to dodge the attack.

  A slight deviation of a hair's breadth in his dodge finally allowed the scholar's arm to be struck by a golden light, and a blood hole as thick as a finger was pierced through. Fresh blood splattered all over the scholar's long shirt.

  At this moment, Shu Sheng had already flashed to a place only a few meters away from Zhao Di. He showed a sly and cunning expression, swung his hands, and a silver light flashed. A fist-sized thunderball with dense silver electric arcs on its surface flew towards Zhao Di. The distance was so close, and the speed of this thunderball was so fast that it was impossible to avoid!

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