"Dodge!"
In the sword soul state, Yan Li transmitted an extremely strong thought to Xu Guang.
Xu Guang's expression changed, and he subconsciously took two steps back.
Clang!
The sword light suddenly appeared, and Li Ya, who was thirty meters away, suddenly shot over. Under the control of the sword soul, it nailed onto Xu Guang's shadow at lightning speed.
After that, the air was still silent.
Xu Guang was quite frightened by this, and he couldn't help but ask loudly: "Yan Li, you want my life? You … bastard! If I was a step slower, I would have already died under your sword. Do you want to start a battle of the sword path? "
Normally, if he loudly reprimanded someone like this, he would definitely attract a lot of attention. But this time, he didn't feel like he was being watched. He felt very strange, and when he glanced at the others, he noticed that a few of them were staring at his feet with wide eyes in fear. His heart thumped, and he subconsciously looked down. He saw that his shadow was probably possessed by a demon, and it was still twisting there. He couldn't help but retreat in fear. Only when he retreated did he realize that his shadow was fine, and it just overlapped with the twisted shadow that was nailed by the sword.
Could this be the Shadow Hall Master? Hiding in my shadow all the way here?
He was shocked, afraid, and angry, and he shouted sternly: "You shameful scoundrel!" At the same time, his hands formed a seal, and a door of light appeared behind him. It was the Door of Profundity.
The Door of Profundity was the bestowment method of the Mysterious Star Scripture, and it could be said that every disciple of the Dao Court could use it. Moreover, although it was only an bestowment method, it was the core of the scripture. The light emitted from it was a divine power of extreme Yang, and it could directly exterminate most evil beings. Things like the ghost race's Curse of the Yellow Springs had no room to survive under the Door of Profundity.
When this method was cultivated to a high level, it was even above the Cangjian Peak's Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin.
A white light shot out from the Door of Profundity, and it landed on the shadow. Instantly, there was a sizzling sound, and the shadow seemed to be in extreme pain, and it twisted even more.
Seeing that it was effective, everyone shouted excitedly: "Senior Brother Xu, quickly kill him!"
"I don't need you to say anything!" Xu Guang was slightly arrogant, but he did not dare to be negligent. He increased the output of his Genuine Qi, and the white light expanded to more than double its original size. Immediately, the monster was melted, and only a pool of dark red blood was left.
Was he dead?
Knowing that it was the Shadow Hall's Hall Master, no one dared to be careless.
Is he dead?
The dark red blood did not move for a long time. Gradually, the last of its warmth was taken away by the cold, and it froze into a dark red blood crystal.
"Don't worry, he should be dead." Xu Guang breathed a sigh of relief. "Although he is the Hall Master of the Shadow Hall of the Blood-clothed Tower, he is still a dishonorable evil cultivator. After all, he cannot escape the punishment of the 'Supreme Holy Light'."
"Senior Brother Xu is truly worthy of being the Sixth Palace's top disciple. His attainments in the Door of Profundity are probably not inferior to the Second Palace's Snow Heavenly Cliff." Everyone's tense nerves slowly relaxed. At this time, some people naturally had to flatter him.
Although Xu Guang enjoyed the flattery, he was also embarrassed. "Don't talk nonsense. How can I be compared to Senior Brother Xue …" He wasn't being humble, but the gap between them had reached a certain extent. No matter how thick his skin was, he didn't dare to take it seriously.
"Hehehe, Xue Heavenly Cliff used the Blade Dao as his foundation and the Door of Profundity as his core. He comprehended the God State 'Sun and Moon in the Same Sky' and opened a new path in the Mysterious Star Dao Law. Although he cannot compare to the Grandmaster who founded the sect, he deserves the title of Junior Master. How can this kid compare? In my opinion, most of you cannot even compare to a finger of Xue Heavenly Cliff. You have a body full of talent, but you do not know how to use it. "
At this time, a low laugh was like a bolt from the blue, hitting everyone's head.
The blood in Xu Guang's body seemed to freeze. He heard that the voice came from behind him. All the hairs on his body stood up and he did not dare to move at all.
"However, to be able to kill the Shadow Worm that I nurtured, your strength is not bad. The Dao Court will probably pay a high price for you. Rejoice, kid, you managed to keep your life." The voice suddenly rose into the air.
Yan Li's eyes blurred as something stabbed towards him. He felt a sense of danger. He wanted to retreat to his body but it was too late. In his sword soul state, he had no way to fight back. He could only send a thought to Wei Shu, "Senior Brother Wei, save me!"
Wei Shu had sensed it long ago. His sword fingers moved and the flying sword fell from above. It drew a streak of light in the dark sky and struck the shadow.
One could hear the sound of metal hitting stone. Then, the scene of the flying sword being blocked by the curved blade appeared.
"Show yourself!"
Wei Shu raised his eyebrows and stretched out his sword fingers. He flipped them inwards and hooked them upwards. The flying sword and the curved blade brushed past each other, creating a burst of intense sparks. The flying sword seemed to be held by someone and slashed in the opposite direction. If the shadow appeared, he would see that the sword was aimed at the back of his neck.
"Sword control technique? Tsk, how troublesome."
The shadow was slashed by the flying sword and finally showed his body. He crossed his arms and stood on the side of a stone pillar as if there was a magnet under his feet. It was as if gravity had tilted. He didn't look at anyone, but everyone had the illusion that they were being watched.
Yan Li took the opportunity to fly back to his body. He regained his consciousness and calmed himself down. Then, he looked at the shadow.
The shadow was short and was wrapped in a black robe. Because it was facing down, no one could see its face.
Wei Shu's sword fingers turned and the flying sword chased after the shadow relentlessly. Once again, it shattered the shadow's body. Then, like a ghost, the shattered body turned into black smoke and reappeared on the opposite stone pillar. He still crossed his arms.
"Not bad. You have already mastered the essence of the 'Thirty-Six Levels of Sword Control Technique'. However, Lord Yangquan's attacks are not so simple. Are you really his favorite disciple?" Shadow was very familiar with the nine great Confucian orthodoxy.
Wei Shu was enraged. "How dare a demon like you criticize my Royal Sword Peak!" He used his left hand to form a sword and moved in tandem.
The flying sword circled around the stone pillar and continued to chase after the shadow. However, its trajectory suddenly became erratic. Unknowingly, countless sword shadows appeared. When it reached Shadow's head, all the sword shadows returned to the flying sword.
"Sword of Coalescence!" Yan Li was shocked. He recognized that this was the famous technique of the Court Of Sword. He had seen Yu Qiuyu use it before. This technique looked simple but was actually very complicated. It required one to master many difficult sword techniques at the same time. For example, the sword shadow had to be created by swinging the sword at a specific frequency. If it was too fast or too slow, it would fail. To be able to master this technique, one had to be extremely talented in the way of the sword. He believed that even without the help of his real name, he could still master it. However, Wei Shu was controlling the flying sword through the air. It was a completely different concept from wielding it.
In the blink of an eye, the Sword of Coalescence slashed through the air. The stone pillar that Shadow was standing on was sliced off and the entire pillar collapsed.
"Hehehe, you are worth teaching."
Shadow's tone was still the same. This time, after he regained his physical form, he counterattacked. His curved blade struck the flying sword from a tricky angle. Then, in a flash, he appeared on top of a stone pillar and looked down at the crowd.
"The game is over." He coldly announced.
"How dare you!" Xiao Pojun couldn't stand the fact that someone was more arrogant than him. He took out the Dragon's Fury and unleashed his True Qi. He took two steps forward and pushed against the stone pillars. Then, he threw the Dragon's Fury at Shadow's throat like a poisonous dragon. The air crackled as if it had exploded.
Unfortunately, even though his technique was powerful and domineering, it was much slower than the flying sword. If the flying sword couldn't catch Shadow, then the Dragon's Fury's attack wouldn't be effective either.
Shadow's figure appeared on top of another stone pillar. He still had his arms crossed. From the front, Xiao Pojun could see the corner of his mouth curling up in a mocking smile.
Xiao Pojun couldn't stand it anymore. He was about to charge forward when he suddenly noticed a few black dots on the snowy slope behind Shadow. The black dots grew larger and larger. When the outline of the black dots finally appeared, Xiao Pojun's pupils shrank.
"The Snowdemon Chariot!" He shouted in a low voice.
"You finally noticed." Shadow sneered.
Xiao Pojun stood with his spear in front of him. He tilted his head and said, "Hey, Yan Li, they're here. What do you think? Let's go all out!"
"Look!" On the other side, a disciple had already noticed the situation.
Everyone looked in the direction he was pointing and saw the silent Ghost Race army on top of Mount Tailan. They were pouring down like a mountain torrent.
"What should we do?" The group of nine disciples looked at Yan Li at the same time. At this moment, they were out of their wits and only wanted someone to tell them what to do next.
However, they had never considered Yan Li's feelings.
Yan Li had encountered many desperate situations in his life, but he had never felt as much pressure as he did now. His opponents were the Ghost Race's twenty thousand elite soldiers, the Ghost Race's Great General, the Blood-clothed Tower's Shadow Hall, and their Hall Leader. They were the two new superstars who were at the top of the Heavenly Star Ranking. The Ghost Race's First Prince was ranked in the top ten of the Heavenly Star Ranking. He was a terrifying figure who could rival Yan Shiyi. On their side, only Liumu Bingjian could stand up to those two.
No matter how he looked at it, this was a battle that they would definitely lose.
He could tell that the Xue Kuang had become very cautious after they "died" once. They had spent a lot of effort to create an encirclement on all sides to ensure that they couldn't escape. At this moment, no matter how clever he was, he couldn't think of a way to escape.
However, he knew that stabilizing the army's morale was the most important thing right now. No matter what these disgusting cultivators could do, he had to make them believe that he could do it.
He took a deep breath and was about to speak when a soft hand suddenly grasped him. He looked back at Ji Zhiyuan. A ray of light was injected into his gloomy state of mind. It was as if infinite power had been born.
"I will take you back to see your subjects, the King of Changzhou," he said with a smile.
The Ghost Race army surged down and created an ice storm.
Ji Zhiyuan combed his hair and nodded quietly. "Yes." He seemed to firmly believe it.
PS: Strive for full attendance. This is the long-awaited three-thousand-word chapter. I can't guarantee it, because I don't have any inspiration now. I don't want to use a bunch of rubbish words to show you. What I mean by no inspiration is not that I don't know how to continue writing. The plot has been turned over in my mind countless times. I just can't find an opportunity to move me. Of course, I have to tell you the truth. I didn't want to play the game after I won the chicken dinner. I went to find a fast food game and spent a lot of energy. As a result, I don't have any inspiration. That's it.
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