Chapter 135: The True Meaning of the Two Instruments, Fighting the Great Demon

  "The plump and round big demon, you two be careful."

  A pure Yang Taoist moved his internal elixir, pinched the sword finger at the heart mouth, and the ink blue Taoist robe automatically fluttered without wind. The vast aura burst out of his body, but did not diffuse outward.

  Instead, it condensed in front of him, gradually forming a two-palm-wide, human-height ancient Taoist sword virtual shadow.

  On the sword body, the yin and yang fish pattern slowly flows, fully revealing the meaning of neutrality and harmony.

  Two instruments of true intention!

  As the ace of Baiyun Guan, it is also famous in Qingzhou.

  They did not hold swords, but this pair of sword intents was even sharper than the swords of Qingfeng Mountain.

  "This time you've really suffered." Qing Jing Dao Ren sighed and looked at Chun Yang Zi with a mixture of emotions.

  The master sent two of them down the mountain to search for the lost martial arts manual, but before they even saw Yan Xingkong, they inexplicably collided with a big monster.

  "It's not like I dragged you in here." The Pure Yang Daoist rolled his eyes.

  "That's also true." Qing Jing Dao Ren smiled freely and followed up by condensing a two-sword intent in front of him.

  Since you've already come, it's pointless to worry about gains and losses.

  If you don't get rid of evil spirits, what's the point of descending from the mountain?

  “……”

  Xiao Xiangwei looked around and still didn't see Shen Yi's figure, nor were there any signs of a fight nearby.

  Until this moment, even with utmost trust in young people, one's heart is still a bit flustered.

  Yao and human races are actually not much different, most of them are wild demons, but there are also some with strong foundation like aristocratic families.

  For example, the previous mountain protection formation seems to be of little use, except for covering up one's breath and a bit of deception to confuse people, it can easily be broken through.

  But it's precisely because of this that the other side appears even more powerful, after all, not everyone is willing to waste resources on these fancy moves.

  Shen Yi showed her the strong and unyielding side of a tempered martial artist, while also not hiding his shallow experience in cultivation.

  The other party doesn't even know what Er Yin Zhen Yi is, let alone the cunning and sinister methods of the demon.

  It's not hard to understand that accidentally offending someone is not a big deal.

  "Xiao sir, get rid of the demon in front of you first, then think about other things."

  The Taoist priest subtly reminded the woman, who had some doubts in her heart.

  If I'm not mistaken, this should be a seasoned silver bell catcher, whose mental state at the critical moment should be much stronger than that of these two stinky Taoists who have been living in seclusion in the mountains. Why does he look so restless?

  "I know." Xiao Xiangwei took a deep breath, clenched her fists tightly, and looked back at the front of the valley, with a killing intent surging in her narrow eyes.

  Two Taoist priests were old generation strongmen from Qingzhou, and they were no weaker than Jiang Chengyun.

  With his help, even if they couldn't defeat the demon who had reached the Condensed Dan realm, at least they wouldn't lose too badly.

  The next moment, the three of them rushed towards the emerald spring together!

  Almost at the same time, a sharp and long cry echoed in the valley, followed by several people's line of sight suddenly appearing a sky-shrouded azure wing!

  A huge shadow covered several people's figures.

  Wings like sharp blades tearing through the sky, brutally slashing horizontally!

  Seeing this astonishing momentum, the two Taoists narrowed their eyes, tapped their boots lightly on the ground, and reacted extremely quickly to dodge and flash away, immediately stabbing out with their swords.

  It was as if they had received an order, two broad and thick sword silhouettes suddenly burst out, their speed so fast that even the surrounding environment became distorted!

  Huge wings swept through the air, cutting into the steep rocky wall like a knife cutting tofu.

  Rumble!

  A terrifying gash appeared on the steep cliff dozens of feet high, and the entire upper half suddenly collapsed. For a time, the entire valley began to tremble!

  It was at this moment that the two ethereal swords pierced into the azure wings, sending feathers flying everywhere, and the sound of metal clashing echoed through the air.

  A pure Yang Daoist, with his right hand holding a sword upright in front of his heart, and his left palm tightly grasping the wrist of his right hand. His loose sleeves danced wildly, and both arms slightly trembled: "What a sturdy demonic body!"

  "Take him down!" The serene Taoist priest was no longer calm and gentle, a fierce intent surged onto his youthful face with white hair.

  All that could be heard was a loud clang, and the two swords' virtual shadows finally entered the wings, splashing up a two-zhang-high blood wave, gushing down with a whoosh, dyeing the emerald jade spring with a layer of red mist.

  "Ah!"

  Under the pain, the sharp bird cry sounded again.

  At this moment, a figure in a long shirt had already arrived beside the wooden house. Xiao Xiang's eyes were cold and piercing as he gazed at the old man in white on the ground, his massive wings unfolding from his right arm.

  She brought her palms together with a fierce gust of air and slapped them upwards with great force!

  Boom!

  The old woman intercepted her brother in front of him, forcibly taking this palm, and her hunched body retreated continuously.

  With great effort, she steadied herself, her face deathly pale: "To be able to invite so many helpers, the leader of the thieves has quite good connections, I'd like to know, how much did he pay you all to come here and send yourselves to your deaths?"

  "The girl is so charming." Kong Jing's smile grew even more, using the luxurious feather clothes on his body to wipe away the dry blood stains on his arm, and immediately stepped forward to block the woman's path.

  “……”

  Xiao Xiangwei adjusted her breathing, the wound on her wrist that was bandaged again showed signs of cracking open, but her palm still retained a hint of aura.

  No matter which force in Tingyang County heard this, they would probably clarify the situation and dispel the misunderstanding.

  Only the Demon-Slaying Department and the White Cloud Temple have never had the habit of explaining things to demons.

  She took in the three figures before her eyes and made a judgment in an instant.

  One head is a solid and perfect foundation, one head has formed a dan stage, and there's also a small one, which should be the yuandan stage.

  These three demon kings, whenever they appear in Qingzhou, probably need the Demon-Suppressing General to take action personally, in order to minimize losses.

  At this point, Xiao Xiangyu didn't dare give his opponent another chance to catch their breath and once again swung his palm forward!

  But what she didn't expect was that the two sword silhouettes from earlier seemed to have ignited a flame, and on the old man's gigantic wings that were slashing horizontally, a strikingly eye-catching cyan glow suddenly appeared!

  That was a green feather hidden among its other feathers.

  At the moment it lit up, a formless ripple seemed to rise in the air. When the ripple touched the virtual shadow of the Taoist sword, almost without any sound, the Taoist sword was cut off cleanly and re-transformed into a halo that dissipated into the sky.

  The old woman stretched out her right arm, and a red feather appeared.

  As the warm red light surged, the terrifying wound on the old man's wing that was pierced by the Dao sword actually recovered to its original state in just one breath.

  Compared with Xiao Xiangyu.

  The two Taoists reacted even more obviously, their eyes wide with shock as they watched the Two Instruments Sword Intent collapse, and they couldn't help but breathe rapidly for a few moments.

  And seeing the gunshot wound that had been so difficult to create heal, he couldn't even pinch his sword finger steadily: "Indeed... a major demon with a heritage..."

  "Hahaha!" Kong Jing seemed to be thoroughly enjoying this feeling, he suddenly stretched out his hands, and two wings emerged from his arms, one blue and one red, shining brightly.

  "Move aside!" Before he could finish laughing, the old man suddenly shouted sternly.

  The moment the voice fell, a breath of air with a sharp and fierce momentum had already locked onto this place, attracting everyone's attention.

  On the cliff edge of the valley on the other side.

  A disheveled man stood up straight, his face gaunt, holding a magnificent divine bow in one hand and slowly drawing the bowstring with the other.

  The delicate bowstring seems as heavy as a great mountain.

  Swallowing hard, Kong Jing stared calmly at the empty space, his entire body's aura bursting out wildly, both arms' veins bulging, skin and flesh tearing apart, blood gushing out in an instant, staining his clothes wet.

  The bow opens four and a half fen.

  He had originally wanted to kick with his legs and shoot with his arms, but unfortunately his right leg had already lost its sensation.

  He roughly grasped the bowstring with his palm, his face twisting even more, and finally managed to pull the bowstring open a bit further.

  Hair flying wildly, bow open like a half moon!

  A dazzling white light condensed on the longbow, and although he stared at Kong Jing, the arrow was aimed unhesitatingly at the old man!

  (End of chapter)