In front of Lan Yuchun floated an octagonal sword disc that was shining with silver light. As it rotated, it flashed wildly. Hundreds of flying swords flew back and forth like weaves, forcing the people who came with Bao Dingheng to the outside, leaving him alone under the sword formation to struggle bitterly.
Bao Dingheng only had two magic swords in his hands. Although he was proficient in swordsmanship and could barely resist the flying sword light, he also knew that once Lan Yuchun's sword formation was launched, it was only a matter of time before he was defeated and killed if he didn't have the corresponding means to restrain and resist it.
He could not help but hate his protective Martial Uncle, who had expelled Lan Yuchun from the sect, but still allowed him to carry this magic tool. It was obvious that he was deliberately conniving. If he still had a chance to escape, he would definitely go back and complain to his Master in the future.
Every disciple of the Yuan Yang Sect had a sword plate with them, which could condense gold energy into a sword formation. When the disciples of the sect had a sword plate in hand, there was a huge difference in strength. But once they were expelled from the sect, this magic tool would be confiscated.
This was also the reason why Bao Dingheng was confident that he could defeat Lan Yuchun. However, the other party had unexpectedly taken out the Sword Board and was one step ahead of him. As a result, Bao Dingheng was caught off guard. Other than desperately defending himself, he didn't even have the time to use his Sword Board.
The grudge between Lan Yuchun and Bao Dingheng had been going on for a long time, and it was no longer clear who was in the right and who was in the wrong. Since he had this opportunity to take revenge today, how could he miss it?
Seeing that Bao Dingheng was already sweating profusely and no longer had the demeanor of a disciple of the Yuan Yang Sect, Bao Dingheng shouted and activated a magic art. The flying swords condensed from gold energy suddenly sped up, converged into a waterfall-like sword stream, and slashed down one after another.
The two magic swords below had withstood no less than a hundred sword lights in an instant. Even though they were of high quality, they were still unable to withstand the attacks. Although they were of high quality, they could not hold on any longer. After two wails, they broke one after another.
When people like Bao Dingheng and Lan Yuchun, who knew each other very well, fought, once one party fell into a disadvantageous position, the other party would never give the other party a chance to turn the tables.
Therefore, under Lan Yuchun's constant pressure. Bao Dingheng already knew his ending. The reason why he could hold on until now. He just refused to give up and die. At this moment, when he saw the two magic swords that he carried with him being destroyed, he realized that it was futile to continue struggling. He let out a bitter laugh and closed his eyes to await death.
Lan Yuchun saw that his old enemy was about to die under his sword. He could not help but let out an extremely presumptuous laugh.
However, at this moment, a figure suddenly barged into the sword array. This person's aura was turbulent, and wherever he passed by, the dense leaves and branches in the forest scattered as if they had been attacked by a storm. Then, he stood in front of Bao Dingheng.
Lan Yuchun was startled at first, then he sneered coldly, "You're courting death!"
A ferocious look appeared on his face. He activated his magic power. The sword disc spun faster and faster. In an instant, hundreds of flying swords formed from Gold Qi rained down like locusts. More than half of them collided with this person's body, and a series of concentrated sounds of metal colliding rang out.
Under this curtain of night, he could actually see the sparks that shot out when the flying swords collided with that person's body.
However, what shocked Lan Yuchun was that not only did this person not die under such violent flying sword Qi, he even pushed his hand against the rain of swords, slapping away the flying swords that had yet to reach him. Then, he let out a loud shout and leaped forward. It was as if a sudden clap of thunder had occurred on the flat ground. Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew, and a wave of air pressed down. He actually took a step forward and arrived in front of Lan Yuchun, throwing a punch at him.
Lan Yuchun was greatly shocked. In such a hurry, he could not care about anything else. He clasped his hands together, and the two magic swords that were suspended in midair let out a buzzing and trembling sound. The swords turned and slashed at the person in front of him.
Lan Yuchun had hoped to be able to stop this person. These two magic swords were not much weaker than the two in Bao Dingheng's hands, but under this person's punch, they actually shattered with a sound.
This time, he was even more shocked. Almost in an instant, he knew that this person was definitely a strength path cultivator. At this moment, his only thought was to get away from this person. How could he care about anything else? With a wave of his sleeve, he threw out a copper basin-shaped magic tool to block in front of him. He himself rode on a profound light and wanted to escape.
As soon as this copper basin-shaped magic tool fell, a seven-colored light appeared faintly. However, before it could release its light, a golden hammer heavily smashed down. With a loud bang, this object had actually been smashed flat to the ground by the hammer.
Just now, Lan Yuchun was half a zhang away from the ground on his light when he suddenly felt a strong gust of wind from behind him. He felt as if he was sitting on a small boat, swaying up and down and on the verge of collapse. He did not need to turn his head to know that it was that person who had caught up.
He panicked. Once a strength path cultivator was about a zhang away from the ground, every move they made would be followed by wind and clouds. If he was held back for a moment and waited for Bao Dingheng, who was not far away, to catch his breath, would he still be alive then?
Thinking of this, he steeled his heart and summoned the sword plate to block behind him. He only heard a loud bang behind him, and the sword plate was smashed to one side.
However, taking this opportunity, Lan Yuchun dashed forward as fast as lightning. As if he had escaped from a swamp, his body suddenly felt light. He let out a shrill cry and flew out.
Bao Dingheng had originally thought that he was going to die, but who knew that someone would suddenly come to save him? With this small opening, he did not have time to rejoice. With a shout, he took out the sword plate. Seeing that Lan Yuchun had leaped to escape, he did not have time to set up a sword formation. With a point of his finger, he sent a sword flying.
Bao Dingheng hurriedly opened his mouth and spat out a white breath to stop the sword ray that was slashing toward him. He turned around and turned into a ray of light, wanting to escape.
At this moment, Zhang Yan saw an opening. How could he give him this chance? With a loud shout, he threw the golden hammer in his hand, which turned into a ray of golden light and flew out.
Lan Yuchun was flying in the air, but he could not dodge in time. The hammer smashed into the side of his chest, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. With a scream, he flew out horizontally.
Bao Dingheng was also swift. He did not give Lan Yuchun any chance to turn the tables. He formed a hand seal, and the sword ray in the air arrived. It circled around Lan Yuchun's neck once and cut off his head. A headless corpse fell from midair.
Bao Dingheng's expression did not change. With a point of his finger, a sword ray descended and ruthlessly scattered the Primordial Spirit.
Both sides of the battle had witnessed Lan Yuchun's death. The cultivations of those who came with Lan Yuchun were far inferior to him, so when they saw him die, they didn't have the will to continue fighting, and all of them fled in all directions. However, they hadn't flown far before they were obstructed by streaks of light that appeared out of nowhere. In their helplessness, they could only raise their spirits and continue fighting.
Bao Dingheng looked around. At first, there were five people by Lan Yuchun's side, but now there were only three left. Moreover, they were surrounded and attacked by his side. He knew that there was no need for him to fight anymore. He raised his hand and put the sword and sword plate back into his sleeve. Then, he cupped his fist toward Zhang Yan and solemnly said, "Thanks to Fellow Daoist Li's help, I's life was saved."
Zhang Yan smiled and cupped his hands in return. "You're too courteous, Daoist Bao. We're just helping each other."
Bao Dingheng nodded and solemnly said, "Fellow Daoist Li, if we can successfully catch that medicinal mushroom this time, I can make the decision to give you the best quality one."
Zhang Yan laughed and said, "That's good. I'm ashamed to accept it."
Although he had come for the "Ganoderma Ancestor" this time, if a good medicinal mushroom was offered to him, he naturally wouldn't refuse.
Bao Dingheng was stunned. He didn't expect this Li Yuanba to be so blunt. He felt a little awkward, but he could only squeeze out a smile and nod at him.
While they were talking, the last person on Lan Yuchun's side was also cut down by a sword. Fang He descended from the cloud and came up to Bao Dingheng. He said in a low voice, "Senior Martial Brother, forgive me for my incompetence, but one person managed to escape."
A white-robed Daoist holding a sword beside him said, "You can't blame Senior Martial Brother Fang. This guy is really cunning. He managed to escape before Lan Yuchun died."
When Bao Dingheng heard this, he didn't blame him. He pondered for a while and said, "Then we'll have to hurry up. This person isn't important, but if he sees something and leads others here, I'm afraid it'll ruin our plan."
Fang He hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, yes. The ganoderma is important. Mister Shi, I'll go invite Mister Shi over right now."
He turned around and went out. After a while, he returned with Mister Shi and Ke Xiujun.
Bao Dingheng didn't wait for the two of them to come closer. He took the initiative to step forward and asked with an inquisitive look in his eyes, "Mister Shi, how is it? Did our previous battle startle the medicinal mushrooms? "
Mister Shi looked at the white smoke on the stone plate in his hand. Seeing that it had returned to its previous floating state, he said in a low voice, "Daoist Bao, don't worry. We're very lucky this time. The Metal Qi on these people is too heavy, so it disturbed the Wood Qi, so we didn't startle the medicinal mushrooms. However, if we were a step later, it would be very difficult to predict."
Hearing this, Bao Dingheng's expression relaxed. Although they had Mister Shi's help, even if they really startled away the medicinal mushrooms this time, they would just have to move to another place. However, he was unwilling to waste so much effort for nothing. Also, who knew what would happen next time?
Mister Shi raised his eyes and looked around again. He said to the crowd, "If we continue forward, we may encounter the medicinal mushrooms at any time. These things are sensitive. If we're within two hundred zhang, it will detect the slightest disturbance. Therefore, it is inconvenient for us to fly forward and can only walk. Everyone, please follow me. Do not go the wrong way."
After he finished speaking, he held the stone plate and led the way. However, every time he stopped to pay attention to the white smoke, he would change his direction.
Zhang Yan also followed behind the crowd. He saw that Mister Shi would intentionally or unintentionally avoid the advantageous position every time, so he secretly noted this detail in his heart.
After the crowd traveled for a dozen or so li, the terrain gradually became higher. Their noses gradually smelled a strange fragrance.
Mr. Shi's expression was excited, and his footsteps became lighter. After walking for a few more miles, an open space appeared in front of him. There were only a few trees with lush branches that would take five people to wrap their arms around. Strange sounds came from the treetops.
At Mister Shi's signal, the crowd hurriedly held their breaths and stopped.
At this moment, it was already early in the morning. Even though the horizon hadn't brightened yet, all of them were cultivators, so their vision wasn't affected in the slightest. When they opened their eyes and looked over, they saw a little boy with a ponytail sitting on the branch of a tall tree, and he was waving his hands and feet towards the moonlight in the sky as he cried out.
Mister Shi gave a low cry of surprise and said excitedly, "We're really lucky. We've actually encountered a shapeshifting medicinal mushroom!"
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