Magic Slip Extracting Blood from the Shell
On the surface of the sea, light and Qi intertwined and the wind and waves surged. From time to time, the sound of explosions and collisions could be heard from the rolling smoke.
The two Daemon Kings and Zhang Yan had been fighting for two hours. The two Daemon Kings of Nine Chieftains were secretly surprised. Usually, when they fought with Qi Dao cultivators, the outcome would be decided in a very short time. They did not expect this person to have such a long Qi Meridian. Not only did he not seem to be tired, he seemed to be doing it with ease.
Unknowingly, they were getting further and further away from the ship. Gradually, Zhang Yan pulled a distance away.
As for the two Monster Kings, even if they were to wake up, they wouldn't take it to heart. Although Zhang Yan could block their combined attack, they might not be able to stop them if they wanted to escape. As long as the ship was still within their line of sight, there was no need to worry about anyone escaping.
The people on the ship thought that Zhang Yan did not want to hurt them. They could not help but feel grateful.
At this time, Zhang Yan had already released enough fog. The surface of the sea was covered in fog, and the fog around him was even thicker. He felt that no one could spy on him, and it was obvious that the time to strike had come. A murderous glint flashed in his eyes, and with a shake of his sleeve, he suddenly threw out an item.
When the object flew out, it was initially a wooden pillar about a foot long. After a short while, it turned into a huge pillar with three Talisman characters engraved on it.
The pillar stood in the air. The golden light was dazzling. It was overflowing with sharp Qi. It aimed at the Daemon King who was holding the Facing Heaven Rod and released a ray of light. In an instant, it enveloped the Daemon King. Then, the huge pillar began to spin in the air. It was like a huge boulder rolling and making a rumbling sound.
This magic weapon was the "Seven Absolute Pillars" that Zhang Yan had obtained from Ni Qianying. This pillar could release endless Sword Qi to slash at people.
Ni Qianying didn't know how to use a sword, so she couldn't control the Sword Qi. She could only let the Sword Qi scatter randomly. In fact, she couldn't bring out the true power of this magic weapon.
However, it was different in Zhang Yan's hands. He only needed to refine it slightly and he knew how to control it. The sword qi that was released formed a pattern, and when this treasure moved, it would release hundreds of sword qi. Even though each of them was not as sharp as the sword pellet, they were superior in that they were almost endless.
The Demon King below was only barely able to resist under the pincer attack of the mystic light and sword pellet. At this moment, there seemed to be countless sword lights raining down from above, and he immediately felt the pressure increase greatly. He roused his spirits and waved the divine weapon in his hand like a ball of light and shadow.
However, no matter how tight his defense was, this golden light that was like a rain of locusts was like quicksilver that flowed through all the openings. In less than the time of a few breaths, it had torn apart his clothes and caused blood to spray in all directions.
Even if the Demon King used all his strength to activate his Xuan Technique, new injuries would appear before his original wounds could heal.
He couldn't help but be shocked and thought to himself, 'How does this junior have so many tricks and treasures? Moreover, they are all extremely powerful. If we continue fighting, I'm afraid that Old Third and I will die here. I might as well retreat first and wait for Big Brother to come and find trouble with him another day. '
Thinking of this, he waved the Skyward Rod in his hand and shook off dozens of sword qi. He turned around and wanted to escape.
When Zhang Yan saw this, he sneered. Since the Seven Absolute Pillars had the word 'absolute' in it, how could he escape so easily?
The Demon King had only taken a few steps when he realized that there was a ray of light blocking his way. He used the divine weapon to knock it, but it didn't budge at all. He hurriedly changed his direction but found that it was the same. His heart thumped, and he knew that things were not going well.
Whistling sounds came from behind him as the hundreds and thousands of sword qi chased after him again. He had no choice but to raise the Skyward Rod again to fight it.
However, as long as the Seven Absolute Pillars were intact, the sword qi would be endless, so how could he resist it? The Demon King screamed continuously, and there wasn't a piece of intact flesh on his body. Even if he didn't die immediately, he wasn't a threat for the time being.
Zhang Yan took a few glances before focusing his attention on the other Demon King.
He first stretched out his hand and raised the Soul Calming Inkstone in the air. He held it in and didn't spit it out, faintly intimidating the Demon King below. He then shook off the mystic light, and countless golden sparks fell like rain. The Stars Sword Pellet turned into a long rainbow and flew down.
It was already extremely strenuous for this Demon King to resist the Serene Yin Heavy Water. Now that almost all of Zhang Yan's methods were being directed at him, he was immediately flustered. He was repeatedly hit by the heavy water and somersaulted a few times on the cloud.
Seeing that the situation wasn't good, the Demon King also had the intention to escape. Fear appeared in his heart, and his movements became sluggish. Immediately, Zhang Yan seized the opportunity. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and with a flip of his palm, the Soul Calming Inkstone fell down. With a "bang", it hit the Demon King's forehead.
Even with the power of the Soul Calming Inkstone, the Demon King's head was only bruised and bleeding. He was still injured but didn't die. At this time, if he waited for the Demon King to come back to his senses, he only needed to circulate his mystic art, and in a few breaths' time, he would be full of vigor again.
However, Zhang Yan wouldn't give him this opportunity. With a point of his finger, the Stars Sword Pellet turned into a white light, and in the blink of an eye, it circled the Demon King's neck dozens of times.
However, Zhang Yan didn't expect the Demon King's neck to be so strong. When the Stars Sword Pellet cut it, it actually made a grinding sound. After a few breaths' time, only half of it was broken. It seemed that when the Demon King woke up, it still might not be able to kill him.
Zhang Yan was afraid that things would change if he delayed. His eyes sharpened, and he took out a broadsword from his sleeve. He took a step forward, raised the broadsword high above his head, and with a loud shout, he chopped down with all his strength. With a "kacha" sound, the Demon King's head was cut off.
But even with his head in two, the Demon King still didn't die. From the severed neck, a black gas came out and connected the head to the head. The body kept struggling, as if it was trying to connect the head back.
Zhang Yan smiled coldly. In his heart, he silently chanted a spell and took out the "Nine Subduing Demon Slip".
As soon as this slip appeared, the sky was filled with ethereal music. In the dense mist, a three feet long jade slip appeared. It was bright and clean, and it was wrapped in a layer of flowing clouds. It emitted a dazzling brilliance, as if it was a divine immortal object.
With the appearance of this demon slip, not to mention Zhang Yan being so careful, even if someone accidentally saw it, they wouldn't suspect that it was a demonic artifact.
At this time, the demon slip smelled blood. Without Zhang Yan's control, it turned into a stream of light and drilled into the Demon King's severed neck. It greedily devoured the rich essence, blood, and flesh.
The Demon King's body, which was originally as hard as metal, slowly shriveled, and gradually decayed like a dead tree. Under the fierce sea wind, it didn't take long for it to turn into countless flying ashes that drifted away.
With a flash of light, the demon slip flew out. As if it was still not satisfied, it flew towards the Demon King's head and drilled into its nostrils. After a few breaths, it sucked it clean. Only then did it make a chiming sound and return to Zhang Yan's hand.
Zhang Yan temporarily hid it in his sleeve. He made a grabbing motion and turned the sack around to deal with the last Demon King. With a wave of his hand, he put away the Seven Terminal Stakes. However, at this moment, a sword Qi flew out of the stakes and disappeared without a trace.
Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly. He guessed that the sword Qi might have flown to its original owner. However, he didn't take it to heart. It was more important to deal with the matter at hand first.
This Demon King had been trapped by the Seven Terminal Stakes for such a long time. There was almost no part of his body that was intact. However, he was still standing very steadily. Their avatars were telepathically connected, so he knew that Zhang Yan had already killed one of his avatars. He was also very afraid. He hurriedly said, "Fellow Taoist, please don't attack. I've offended you this time. Please let me go …"
How could Zhang Yan believe such nonsense? If he let this demon go today, would he come back with the real body to trouble him in the future?
Since he had already attacked, he didn't plan to be merciful. Thus, he didn't answer and rolled up his sleeves expressionlessly. Yin Heavy Water, Golden Fire Mystic Light, Stars Sword Pill, and Soul Calming Inkstone all fell together.
This Demon King's vitality was already greatly injured. He didn't have time to recover. Now that he was under a fierce attack from Zhang Yan, he couldn't withstand it for long. The Soul Calming Inkstone hit him hard on the head, and he fell with a loud cry.
Zhang Yan threw out the Nine Subduing Devil Slip. Using the same method as before, he absorbed all the Qi and soul of the Demon King. The corpse turned into a pile of ashes and dissipated, leaving only a grey cloth bag.
Zhang Yan first put away the cloth bag, and then recalled the Devil Slip that had absorbed all the Qi and blood.
However, when the Devil Slip returned to his hand, his expression slightly changed. He felt as if a stream of Qi was drilling into his palm. He knew that this Devil Slip was feeding him its Qi. However, this wasn't the time to cultivate. He shook his wrist and put the Devil Slip into his sleeve. Then, he got up and flew back to the sea boat.
After flying for a short while, a dot of green light flew back by itself and returned to the space between his eyebrows.
Xiu 'er was standing at the bow of the ship. Suddenly, she saw that the "Yin Turning Furnace", which had been fixed in the air, suddenly lost its support and fell down. She quickly stepped forward and caught it in her hand.
A ray of light landed on the deck. Zhang Yan stood still and glanced at Xiu 'er. He saw that it was only a low-level Spirit Tool. He didn't take it seriously. He shook his sleeve and took out the cloth bag. He poured out the contents and released the unconscious Lady Shan. Without saying a word, he turned around and walked away.
Xiu 'er saw Lady Shan rolling down the deck. She couldn't help but cry out in alarm. She hurriedly went forward to check if her wife was breathing. Seeing that her wife was safe and sound, she felt relieved. She raised her head and looked at Zhang Yan's back. She plucked up her courage and asked, "Daoist Zhang, please wait. May I know your name?"
Zhang Yan didn't seem to hear her. He continued to walk back to his cabin.
After returning to his room, he sat down on the bed. He thought about the victory just now, but he wasn't satisfied.
He had used all his skills in this battle. Although he won easily in the end, if his sword sphere was sharper, he wouldn't have to use other skills. He could have just used one sword strike to decide the winner.
However, how sharp the sword sphere was depended on how profound his cultivation was. If he was at the third level of the Mystic Light Realm, his mystic light would be condensed and he would be able to cut off his opponent's head with one sword strike.
After thinking for a while, he smiled. He saw his own shortcomings in this battle. He had to find a way to make up for it in the future.
He turned around and looked at the vast blue sea outside the window. In another ten days, he would be able to open the first level of the Dragon Country's ship. At that time, he would be able to use it to travel in the open sea and wouldn't be restricted by the ship.
At the same time, on an isolated cold peak tens of thousands of miles away, a woman in white was sitting with her eyes closed. Suddenly, a ray of sword light flew over. She opened her beautiful eyes and stretched out her finger to circle the sword light. After observing it carefully for a long time, she stood up and looked to the east. She put her hand on the long sword on her waist and her dress fluttered in the morning wind. She muttered to herself, "Is it in the East Sea?"
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