In an instant, Xie Keming was struck by over 10 sword lights. Not only was the protective treasure light on his body slashed apart, even the vermillion red brilliance seemed to have diminished greatly. He hurriedly circulated his magic power once more, wanting to circulate the profound technique to protect himself once more.
But at this moment, another few hundred talisman papers assaulted him. Every single talisman paper collided with his body and exploded out with a thunderous sound. His body trembled ceaselessly like a candle in the wind, and the protective treasure light that he'd just activated was destroyed once more.
Elder Shen's method of grasping timing was extremely shrewd. He attacked just at the instant his treasure light was about to appear, causing him to only consume his magic power for no reason.
Xie Keming was extremely anxious in his heart, and he said anxiously in his heart, Why hasn't Senior Brother Zhou come here yet? Could it be that he's met with some sort of trouble?
Even though the three of them had fought for a long time, it had actually only been a dozen breaths of time. He felt that it was already difficult for him to hold on. It wasn't that his magic power was insufficient, but he was being suppressed by their tide-like attacks. Wave after wave of attacks assaulted him, and they utterly didn't give him the chance to circulate his magic power.
When he saw the red light on his body gradually dissipate, Xie Keming suddenly realized that if Zhou Huang really couldn't rush over in time, then he might really die here. Even though he harbored bone-deep hatred, he couldn't help but feel panic in his heart when death was imminent.
After another few breaths of time, Zhang Yan noticed that Zhou Huang's aura had weakened slightly. He formed a seal and silently circulated it for a moment. The cloud above him expanded, and a violet light flashed. With a crack, a thick bolt of lightning struck down diagonally and smashed right onto the top of Xie Keming's head. The remaining protective red light on his body dissipated along with it.
Xie Keming was struck by a bolt of Violet Sky Divine Lightning, causing his ears to ring and his mind to become dizzy. But he didn't lose his consciousness, and he forcefully endured the discomfort in his body as he poured his magic power into the Moon Measurement Robe and was still about to struggle. At this moment, a crimson light swept over and instantly sliced off the bright light on his robe.
Zhang Yan shouted when he saw that Xie Keming had lost the ability to defend himself. With a shake of his sleeve, a drop of Xuanming Heavy Water flew out, and it traversed over a hundred meters. Bang! It struck right on his back.
Xie Keming let out a blood-curdling screech. His spine had already been smashed to pieces, and he fell onto the cloud. A flying sword flew over from the side, and with a crack, the head was cut off. Blood immediately gushed out from the neck.
At this time, a beast ear copper cauldron suddenly flew out from the corpse. White smoke rose from the cauldron as it shook. Then, he turned into a streak of green light and flew towards the west.
Zhang Yan recognized that it was a Spirit Protecting Precious Cauldron, which could temporarily hold the cultivator's Yuanying and prevent it from dispersing. Suddenly, his expression changed and he looked up.
Unknowingly, the sky was already covered with thick clouds.
Elder Shen saw that he didn't move and became anxious.
Zhang Yan wasn't afraid of the people from Yuxiao School, and he even killed the Zhou Clan's disciples. Even if others found out that he killed Xie Keming, he probably wouldn't care. However, his Guangyuan Sect was small and weak. If they offended Nanhua Sect, at least they still had the Qincang behind Zhang Yan to help them. However, Yuxiao School was different. If they found out that he and Zhang Yan attacked their disciple together, the consequences would be severe. How could he let the Yuanying escape? Thus, he said, "Daoist Zhang …"
Zhang Yan knew what he was thinking and nodded his head. With a serious expression, he said, "Fellow Daoist, please go ahead and return quickly."
Elder Shen instantly heaved a sigh of relief and hurriedly cupped his hands. He hurriedly got up and chased after him.
After Daoren disappeared, Zhang Yan smiled faintly and said in a clear voice, "Fellow Daoist has been hiding here for a long time. Now that I'm alone, why haven't you shown yourself?"
He had many tricks up his sleeves. If he used them all at once, even without Elder Shen's help, killing Xie Keming would be a piece of cake. However, he was a cautious person. Ever since he entered this place, he had been guarding against people spying on him. Therefore, he only used the tricks he used during the sword fight in the gorge. He didn't expect that there was really someone hiding in the side.
Just Now, he suspected that the other party was Zhou Huang. However, when he thought about how the other party had not come out when Xie Keming died, it was obvious that it wasn't him.
Just Now, not long after his voice came out, he suddenly saw the thick clouds rolling and stirring. Then, he gradually heard the muffled sound of thunder. The surrounding spiritual Qi swirled and gathered towards that direction. It was as if some kind of supernatural power was brewing behind the clouds.
After a short moment, the clouds split open as if a hole had been opened in the sky. A large blood red hand that was thousands of feet in size stretched out from within, bringing with it a surging blood mist as it pressed down with the force of a thousand catties.
Zhang Yan laughed and didn't dodge. He also performed a spell. After a while, a yellow light rushed up from the High Cloud and turned into a huge hand that was condensed from pure yellow smoke. It also became thousands of feet in size and brazenly went up to meet the hand!
Between the heavens and the earth, the two gigantic hands slowly approached each other. Time seemed to pass by for an extremely long time, but at the last moment, they suddenly sped up. With a bang, they violently collided with each other, and a rumbling sound rang out, almost echoing throughout the entire starstone.
The two huge hands seemed to collapse at the same time. In the sky, only the yellow smoke and blood mist were left entangled together.
A gust of wind came from inside and blew away the smoke and haze. An elegant cultivator wearing a black robe and a tall hat appeared. The blood-red High Cloud above his head was originally one, but as he walked down from the cloud, it slowly spread out. One turned into two, two turned into three. He stopped a thousand feet away from Zhang Yan. He cupped his hands and said, "Spiritual Master Zhang, Blood Soul Sect's Gao Ruowang greets you."
Zhang Yan saw that this person was a Yuanying second grade cultivator. However, there was not a hint of panic in his expression. He was still calm and composed as if he didn't take it seriously. He cupped his hands and returned the greeting, "Spiritual Master Gao greets you."
Gao Ruowang's eyes shone with a strange light. He thought to himself, 'This Zhang Yan achieved the first grade of Dan back then. His mana is really strong. When I tested him just now, even though my cultivation is higher than his, seriously speaking, my mana can't suppress his. I wonder where this person from Xuanmen came from. Other than third grade cultivators, I rarely meet an opponent. Today, I will have a good fight.'
In Feng Haiyang's arrangement, he wanted him to think of a way to delay Zhang Yan and wait for him to come back and attack together.
However, the other disciples needed to give him face, but he didn't need to care. Whether it was seniority, age, or age of entering Dao, he and Feng Haiyang were almost the same. Therefore, he didn't care about what Feng Haiyang said.
Gao Ruowang let out a low laugh. Suddenly, he turned into a blood-colored beam of light and flew up into the sky. Then, he turned into hundreds of blood-colored beams of light that scattered in all directions. It was impossible to tell which one was his real body and which one was his blood soul.
This escape technique of his was called the 'Blood Transformation Escape Technique'. Not only was it faster than a meteor or a bolt of lightning when it soared, it was even more remarkable that every single blood soul could be sacrificed and flown with a similar speed, causing the enemy to be utterly unable to figure out where the master of the technique was.
This escape technique, along with the "Underworld Escape Technique" of the Netherworld Sect and the "Nine Wounds Hidden Smoke Escape Technique" of the Huncheng Sect, were the three great escape techniques of the Evil Path. It was extremely difficult to practice. Among the Yuanying disciples of the Xueshuo Sect, he was the only one who was the most proficient in this technique.
Zhang Yan looked at the blood spirits dancing in the sky. His eyes flashed and he summoned his flying sword.
A clear light flew into the sky. With a slight tremble, it turned into 32 sword lights. They shone brightly and flew in all directions in pursuit of the blood spirits.
His sword lights were extremely sharp and fast. Every time he caught up to a blood spirit, he would slash it in half.
However, after a round of fierce attacks, he found that the number of blood spirits didn't change. There were still hundreds of bloody lights circling around him. They were sometimes far and sometimes close, and they kept whistling.
Gao Ruowang sneered to himself. These blood spirits were refined by him. There was a large number of them. Not to mention that it was difficult to kill them, even if he killed one, he could split another one. If he thought that he could rely on this to exhaust his Fa Li, then he was wrong.
In the past, when he fought with others, he would often use this technique to force his opponent to a place where they didn't dare to move rashly. When the enemy's spirit was exhausted or when they couldn't help but rush to kill, he would find an opening to attack and kill the enemy in one move.
After killing a few blood spirits, Zhang Yan saw that Gao Ruowang didn't seem to care and didn't deliberately dodge, so he guessed that the damage would be limited.
If this method didn't work, then he would use another method. With a thought, he stomped his feet. Immediately, waves surged, and within a mile radius, there were waves of water.
Gao Ruowang's pupils shrank. When he was in Chengyuan Gorge, he had carefully observed this great enemy and knew that he had a Dao technique. When it was used, there was light and the sound of waves, as if it could contain all things.
If it were to attack at this moment, it would only need one sweep to collect all the blood souls here. It was a great threat to him, so he had to be extra vigilant. At this moment, when he saw the water light appear, he gave a command in his heart and all the blood souls immediately retreated in all directions.
He was very clear that no matter how powerful a Dao technique was, if it couldn't hit the enemy, then it was useless. It was just a waste of Fa Li, so he just needed to be careful.
However, just as he was thinking about this, he saw that the light had only risen a little, but then it retracted. He thought to himself, "Zhang Yan is smart, he didn't use this Dao technique to its fullest. He only used force to avoid wasting his Fa Li. But if he only used this method, he would only be seeking stability, he wouldn't be able to defeat me."
He laughed coldly in his heart and ordered all the blood spirits to close in again.
Zhang Yan's eyes flashed and he scanned back and forth. Since the start of the battle, he had been observing carefully.
He had also seen Gao Ruowang fight with the disciples of Huanzhen Temple. At that time, he had noticed that although there were many blood spirits, they didn't have their own consciousness. They were like puppets, controlled by others, and there was a pattern to their actions.
Thinking about it, even though there was a saying in the Path of Evil that there were thousands of souls, but how could the Yuanying cultivators have this ability?
Therefore, he could be sure that as long as the main person was hiding, his actions would be different from usual.
As expected, Just Now, as the blood spirits retreated and advanced, he had already noticed that one of them was different from the others.
Although he felt that something was wrong, he still didn't make a sound. This could be a bait that Gao Ruowang purposely put out. Therefore, he didn't move and only used his sword gleam to secretly lock onto the blood spirit. When it got close, he would use the water element light to force it to retreat, and when it hid, he would then retract the water light.
After this happened two or three times, he'd already confirmed his thoughts. When the enemy pressed forward once more, Chen Xi suddenly shouted loudly, and a peerlessly sharp sword light shot out. Swish! The sword light pierced through the enemy's body!
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