Chapter 509

Shi Xuan was more or less mentally prepared for this. He had asked Ren Shuiyao and the others to practice the sword array in order to deal with the Blood Demon Sect's provocation. Thus, he said calmly, "Penglai has no objections." This answer fully satisfied the spectators.

Qiao Mubai nodded and turned to look at Ning Wuque. "I wonder how the two sects plan to fight. Will it be a fight between the Qi Drawing Realm and the Leaving Aperture Realm? Or just the Leaving Aperture Realm? " Because Penglai had two Qi Drawing Realm cultivators, and the Blood Demon Sect only had the middle-aged cultivator who was at the Qi Drawing Realm, there wouldn't be two Qi Drawing Realm cultivators.

Ning Wuque glanced at Shi Xuan and said softly, "I've known you for many years, so there's no need to be polite. Therefore, we'll compete with each other in the Qi Drawing Realm and the Leaving Aperture Realm."

Shi Xuan turned to look at Luo Banshan. Luo Banshan's expression kept changing, but he finally nodded slightly. Only then did Shi Xuan say, "Then let's begin." Then, he secretly gave the Thunder Subduing Demon Sword to Luo Banshan. Of course, as long as the other party didn't use anything like a Spirit Artifact, Penglai wouldn't use it first.

Ning Wuque waved his hand, and the middle-aged cultivator stepped onto the clear stairs and walked onto the battle platform. Luo Banshan also walked up with steady steps.

Because it was a battle, they had to announce their names. Thus, the middle-aged cultivator suddenly grinned. "Blood Demon Sect's Zhao Yongshou, Life Artifact, Blood Luo Saber." He originally looked ordinary, but now he looked ferocious. The Blood Luo Saber was a dark short saber, and it was full of blood stains.

Shi Xuan originally thought that Zhao Yongshou's disciple would have a similar fighting style as him. Perhaps, he would be able to get a rough idea of Zhao Yongshou's fighting style. However, from the looks of it now, Zhao Yongshou had walked the path of the Asura Blood Saber, Duan Wuqing.

After Luo Banshan got onto the battle platform, his previous hesitation disappeared, and he calmed down. "Penglai Luo Banshan, Life Artifact, Heavenly Thunder Mirror." It was made by Luo Banshan by imitating the Pure Yang magic treasure of the Penglai Sect, the Godly Thunder Mirror of Heavens. However, he did not dare to call it a deity, so he only called it the Godly Thunder Mirror of Heavens. It was a mirror-shaped celestial device with a concave in the middle. The thirty-six uneven patterned talismans in the middle of the concave appeared to be disorderly and sparse, while the one hundred and eight evenly distributed ancient and mysterious talismans around it were neat and profound.

Qiao Bai waited for them to announce their names, and then said softly, "Begin."

Then, Zhao Yongshou fused with the Bloody Luo Saber and turned into a blood-red rainbow, slashing toward Luo Banshan with waves of ghostly wails and divine howls. It was the Ghostly Wails and Divine Howls that Shi Xuan was very familiar with. However, compared to the Ghostly Wails and Divine Howls that Duan Wuqing had used in the past, it lacked the ferocity, savagery, terror, and profoundness.

In the sect and on the way here, Shi Xuan had already told Luo Banshan and Tang Youqiu about his understanding of the Blood Demon Sect's techniques. After all, it was not in line with Shi Xuan's character to prepare for the disciples in the Out of Body Stage, and not to guard against the disciples in the Qi Gathering Stage.

Therefore, Luo Banshan was also very familiar with the Ghost Slaying God-Slaying Saber Technique. He barely calmed himself down and turned the Heavenly Thunder Mirror. More than a dozen cyan thunder balls appeared around him, making deafening thunder sounds and shattering the Ghost Slaying God-Slaying Saber. Then, seven or eight cyan thunder balls flew toward the Blood Luo Saber and kept colliding with the side of the blood-red rainbow.

Shi Xuan nodded slightly. Luo Banshan's steady performance, which was not seeking to make any mistakes, could restrain the fierce fighting style of the Ghost Slaying God-Slaying Saber Technique. In addition, thunder techniques naturally restrained the Blood Demon Sect's techniques. Therefore, although Zhao Yongshou's blood-red saber light was faster than the previous one, stirring up a shocking wave of blood and rushing toward Luo Banshan, Luo Banshan stood still like a reef and defended impenetrably.

Most of the cultivators present had high cultivation levels and were very clear about the situation on the battlefield. They knew that the two sides were evenly matched. However, many of the Out of Body Stage disciples from the other sects looked at Luo Banshan worriedly, as if they felt that he was unable to fight back. Even Jiang Nianqiao and the others behind Shi Xuan were whispering among themselves.

Ren Shuiyao shook her head. "Senior Brother Luo seems to be in a very passive position," said Jiang Nianqiao in a low voice. Their spiritual perception had yet to form, so they could only communicate through words.

Ren Shuiyao shook her head. "Didn't Senior Uncle Shi fight like this yesterday?"

Li Bingnan interrupted. "But Senior Ying also fought like this before he lost!"

"But I feel like Senior Brother Luo has a card up his sleeve," said Zhou Banyu in a low voice.

Tang Youqiu couldn't bear listening to this anymore. She said in an annoyed and amused tone, "They are evenly matched now. The reason why this happened is that the two of them have different fighting styles."

"Oh." Several of the outer sect disciples suddenly understood.

After fighting for a while longer, Zhao Yongshou gradually couldn't suppress his emotions anymore. His saber techniques became more and more desperate, completely disregarding his own safety. Most of the cultivators below frowned as they watched. If he was fighting against cultivators from other sects, it would be fine. The Blood Demon Sect's cultivation technique allowed them to absorb blood essence to recover, so they didn't care too much about injuries. However, his opponent was a cultivator from Penglai, who was proficient in lightning techniques. If he was struck by a few bolts of lightning, he probably wouldn't be able to recover. (The True Sun Fire of the Heavenly Fire Sect would also work.)

For cultivators at the peak of the Qi Channeling Realm like Zhao Yongshou and Luo Banshan, it was unlikely that they would have high-grade magic tools on them, let alone dao techniques. Thus, if they didn't use talismans or secret treasures, they would only be able to use their natal magic tools. For example, Luo Banshan had tried to use a small lightning shield to protect himself, freeing up the Lightning Mirror of the Heavens to attack. In the end, Zhao Yongshou's saber had destroyed the small lightning shield with a single strike, causing Luo Banshan to give up on this idea.

Suddenly, Zhao Yongshou let out a long and fierce howl. The blood-red saber light became thicker and thicker, as if he wanted to use all his strength in this one strike. When Luo Banshan saw this, the one hundred and eight ancient talismans on the surface of the Lightning Mirror of the Heavens all lit up. Lightning bolts, lightning balls, and lightning balls of several dozen feet around him. When the blood-red saber light struck the surface, it immediately exploded with startling lights of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, and blue.

"Penglai's 108 Heavenly Spirits and Earthly Fiends Lightning Technique is indeed extraordinary." Below, a lone cultivator, Jindan Grandmaster, sighed in admiration. The 108 Heavenly Spirits and Earthly Fiends Lightning Technique was recorded in the True Teachings of the Minor Heavenly Lightning Technique.

Amidst the bright light, Zhao Yongshou's attack was thwarted, and he flew back a few steps. Under his all-out attack, he didn't have the slightest ability to defend himself. Seeing this golden opportunity, even if Luo Banshan focused on defense, he didn't want to let it go. He decisively used his killing move, and a red light that looked like fire and lightning struck Zhao Yongshou's body.

"Level 8 spell technique?" Someone exclaimed in surprise.

Someone sighed. "Penglai's disciple is indeed talented." If Luo Banshan was able to cultivate a minor supernatural ability to the eighth level at the peak of the Qi Drawing Realm, then this meant that when this minor supernatural ability appeared, it was already at the third level. It was similar to the double-headed tiger that Shi Xuan had encountered in the past.

As Luo Banshan used this minor supernatural ability, there was no sadness or joy in his heart. In the past, because of this minor supernatural ability, the Crimson Flame Flowing Fire Thunder, he was able to enter Penglai as one of the top three. Because of this, he was envied by many outer court disciples, and he was filled with self-satisfaction. He wholeheartedly yearned to reach the Golden Core Great Dao. Afterwards, he worked hard and took pills without end, and finally spent 17 years to break through to the Qi Drawing Realm and enter the inner court. Although he couldn't compare with Martial Uncle Mo or Martial Uncle Shi, he could still be considered an outstanding talent amongst the outer court disciples.

But after entering the inner court, there seemed to be no one interested in him. Many of the younger juniors were accepted as disciples by the Elders and Heads, and their cultivation rapidly progressed. Even if they didn't enter the Divine Soul Realm, it was only a matter of time before they did. Luo Banshan wasn't willing to give up, so he always looked for opportunities to get close to those seniors, but he still ran into a wall. These grievances and grief filled Luo Banshan's heart, and all of these emotions seemed to have been released along with the Crimson Flame Flowing Fire Thunder just now. At the same time, he made up his mind that if he lost, there was no need to think about it. If he won, he would ask Martial Uncle Shi why the elders of the sect regarded him as nothing.

As soon as the Crimson Flame Flowing Fire Thunder hit Zhao Yongshou's body, a pillar of fire soared into the sky. Zhao Yongshou's entire body was covered in flames, and he mournfully howled. But he wasn't in a hurry to find a way to get rid of the fire thunder on his body. Instead, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and the Blood Sifting Saber's saber light accelerated, flying like lightning to Luo Banshan's side.

Luo Banshan didn't expect Zhao Yongshou to be so crazy. He was caught off guard, and only half of the 108 Heavenly Dipper Earthly Fiend Thunder flew out, deflecting the blood light. Then, the right side of his chest was pierced, and blood wildly gushed out.

On the other side, Zhao Yongshou had already fallen to the ground, and the flames on his body were burning fiercely.

"Zhao Yongshou lost," Qiao Mubai's indifferent voice rang out, and then, the two of them appeared at the side of the battle arena unscathed.

The cultivators from the small and medium sects, as well as the rogue cultivators, all had astonished expressions on their faces. They had never seen a cultivator using a technique similar to the Sky Demon Body Disintegration Technique on the battle arena before. One had to know that it was impossible to truly hurt one's opponent on the battle arena, but the repercussions of using the technique were undeniable. The Blood Demon Sect was actually this crazy!

Zhao Yongshou had used a technique that stimulated his potential, so he staggered back to Ning Wuque's side. Ning Wuque didn't even look at him, and directly ordered the eight cultivators in blood-red armor, "You guys go up."

On the other side, Luo Banshan was still in a daze. The last bit of blood light didn't hurt him, but the pain and shock he felt in the illusion was still vivid in his mind, until Shi Xuan nodded at him and said, "Nephew Luo, you did well." Luo Banshan finally came back to his senses. He couldn't help but sigh at the crazy reputation of the Blood Demon Sect's cultivators. At the same time, he returned the Heavenly Thunder Demon Sword to Shi Xuan.

"You guys go up as well. Calm down and unleash the skills you've practiced for the past few days," Shi Xuan turned around and nodded at Ren Shuiyao and the others.

Ren Shuiyao and the others replied nervously and excitedly, "Uncle Shi, don't worry." Then, they directly went up to the battle arena. Zhou Banyu, however, was a little hesitant. "Uncle Shi, should I go up?" He wasn't a member of the sword formation.

Shi Xuan thought for a while, then said, "If you want to experience it, then go up. If not, you can stay." This kind of person who was left alone would probably be the first to be dealt with.

Zhou Banyu thought for a while, then said, "Then, I'll go up." He walked up calmly.

When the two sects' cultivators had all gone up to the battle arena and confirmed their names, Qiao Mubai then shouted, "Begin."

The seven disciples, with Ren Shuiyao in the lead, flashed seven jade-green sword lights, and in the place where they stood, a mighty green dragon appeared, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. It opened its mouth wide and swallowed the eight cultivators in blood-red armor.

Zhou Banyu, on the other hand, seemed to be idling at the side, holding the Soul Enchanting Banner in his hand.