Chen Luoyang, who had transformed into Taoist Half Sea, watched the battlefield.
When Yan Mingkong suddenly sped up, Taoist Half Sea could not see her movements clearly.
Chen Luoyang made a prompt decision to stop suppressing the three black dragons. Instead, he directed the black dragon energy towards Taoist Half Sea's eyes.
Dragon shadows appeared in both of the sloppy Taoist's eyes at the same time.
At this moment, it seemed like both sides were going to perish together.
However, the black-robed old man's palm strike seemed to only shatter a nether illusion, while his body was pierced by Yan Mingkong's sword.
From Taoist Half Sea's point of view, after an ice-blue sword light pierced through the black-robed old man's body, Yan Mingkong's figure appeared behind her opponent.
"This is a movement technique, an escape technique …" Chen Luoyang now understood.
Yan Mingkong's sudden acceleration not only caught the black-robed old man off guard, but also helped her avoid her opponent's final counterattack.
The black-robed old man's cultivation was indeed extraordinary, and his vitality was strong. Even though he was hit in the vitals, he was still alive.
However, ice crystals continued to spread from the wound on his chest, further corroding other parts of his body.
Even if no opponent continued to attack, if he did not treat the wound in time, he would quickly die from his injuries.
One miscalculation, and the entire game was lost. The heavily injured black-robed old man could no longer compete with Yan Mingkong. He hurriedly gritted his teeth and persevered, turning into a rainbow light and fleeing into the distance.
This place was already close to the Black Water Extreme Palace's territory. Soon, other palace experts would arrive.
Previously, the black-robed old man wanted to save face by capturing Yan Mingkong before his fellow sect members arrived.
Now, he was only glad that his fellow sect members were nearby and hoped that they could come to save him as soon as possible.
Yan Mingkong's body had already returned to its original state. Only her eyes were ice-blue.
She glanced at Leng Ji and chased after the black-robed old man without saying a word.
Leng Ji smiled bitterly.
Although he was still wary of Yan Mingkong, he was somewhat grateful that she had helped him escape from Harmony Moon Mountain Range.
Seeing that Yan Mingkong was facing a strong enemy, Leng Ji finally stayed behind to help her.
However, he seemed to have discovered some of the opponent's hidden tricks. This was indeed somewhat embarrassing.
Leng Ji recalled the situation of the battle just now. There were some scenes that he didn't see clearly, but he had seen the general process.
Now that he thought about it, Yan Mingkong already had a plan to deal with this Martial Sage of the Black Water Absolute Palace.
From comprehending the Sword Monolith to suddenly accelerating to catch his opponent off guard, the entire process had been completed in one go. It had all revolved around the tiny loophole in his opponent's One Thought Divine Technique.
She took advantage of this loophole and immediately expanded it to an irreparable extent.
The result was the miracle of realm 15 overturning realm 16.
However, if the black-robed elder did not use the Blood River Sword Principle, or if he did not use the Sword Comprehension Tablet, would the white-robed lady have any other methods?
While Leng Ji was thinking, a thought appeared in his mind.
If Yan Mingkong wanted to deal with him, Leng Ji, what would he do?
Could his Dragon Emperor's Sky Edge resist her Netherworld Sword Technique?
Leng Ji thought as he chased after Yan Mingkong.
In the end, the two people in front suddenly stopped.
A sloppy daoist stood in front of the black-robed old man and pointed his finger at the center of the black-robed old man's brows.
It was Chen Luoyang's avatar, Daoist Banhai.
Although this avatar had to suppress the three Black Dragon Qi in its body again, the black-robed old man's situation was even worse.
The black-robed old man had been on guard against Daoist Banhai's sudden attack. However, now that he was seriously injured, he could not do as he wished.
When he escaped, he still remembered to deliberately leave the direction of Cloud Lake.
However, the other party was determined to kill him. He left Cloud Lake of his own accord, circled around, and blocked him with Yan Mingkong.
Daoist Banhai pointed his finger.
The black-robed old man wanted to block, but he could only watch helplessly as the other party's finger pointed at his forehead.
This elder of the Black Water Absolute Palace widened his eyes in indignation. He fell backward and died with his eyes wide open.
Even in death, he could not remember who this sloppy daoist was.
The black-robed old man's last thought was that this finger seemed like a sword technique. It felt very familiar.
Why did it also seem like the Netherworld Sword Technique …
Yan Mingkong suddenly stopped and looked at Daoist Banhai's actions in Silence.
Daoist Banhai smiled faintly: "This humble daoist Banhai has been waiting here for female scholar."
"Daoist is Daoist Banhai?" Yan Mingkong's tone was calm, but his eyes flashed with icy blue light, making people feel cold.
"There is no one in the mountains who would pretend to be this humble daoist." Chen Luoyang's avatar, Daoist Banhai, said: "Female scholar brought General Leng here in less than a month. This humble daoist admires you for being so fast."
He pointed out some details. Yan Mingkong naturally knew that he was not pretending.
The white-robed woman nodded and turned to Leng Ji: "This is Daoist Banhai. My task is to bring you here to see him. What you two talk about afterwards has nothing to do with me."
Without waiting for Leng Ji to reply, she continued: "But before that, allow me to have a few words with Daoist Banhai."
Yan Mingkong stared at Daoist Banhai: "Daoist was only waiting here. You must have received instructions from that senior to not interfere in my matters. What is the meaning of your action?"
Chen Luoyang's avatar, Daoist Banhai, smiled: "Just like what female scholar said, this humble daoist will have something to discuss with General Leng later. I have to thank that senior for taking care of me.
As for the action just now, it is because this humble daoist has a personal matter to discuss with you. "
Yan Mingkong stared at the sloppy daoist in front of him.
Leng Ji let out a long sigh: "I will wait for you at the Cloud Lake."
After saying that, he immediately left and went to the Cloud Lake, leaving Daoist Banhai and Yan Mingkong behind.
After Leng Ji left, Yan Mingkong said lightly: "You and I are not the same kind of person."
"Of course. You are all talents that Sovereign values and nurtures. This humble daoist is just an errand for Sovereign." Daoist Banhai said: "Sovereign is magnanimous and takes pity on this humble daoist. He has bestowed this humble daoist with an opportunity to wait for the two of you here."
He looked at Yan Mingkong and smiled: "This is also an opportunity for you. However, you will also face a test."
Yan Mingkong looked at him in Silence.
Daoist Banhai continued: "Having three styles of Nether Sword is completely different from having only two styles. It depends on you. After all, you have not become a Martial Saint yet."
Yan Mingkong looked at the sloppy daoist who had the bearing of a Martial Saint. Her eyes flashed with ice-blue brilliance.
She did not see wrongly just now.
The sloppy daoist's finger seemed to be a finger technique, but it was actually a sword technique that incorporated a style of the Netherworld Sword Technique.
Moreover, it was the third style that she lacked, the Nether Sword.
Although it was just a faint sword intent, making it hard to judge the cultivation level of the sloppy daoist in the Netherworld Sword Technique, it was undoubtedly a style of the Nether Sword.
"Alright." Yan Mingkong said calmly: "I will exchange two styles of the Nether Sword for your third style."
The other party claimed that it was his own opportunity. It was obvious that he wanted to exchange one style for two styles.
Whether it was fair or not, the important thing was that the other party also wanted to have all three styles of the Nether Sword. Therefore, one for one was definitely not an exchange.
Yan Mingkong could clearly see what he was thinking.
But she did not reject.
Chen Luoyang transformed into Daoist Banhai. Looking at the lady in white, he could feel the determination and confidence from her.
Not to mention that there might not be any conflict between the two.
Even if we were to become enemies in the future, I will definitely be stronger than you even if you are a Martial Saint and one realm higher than me.
Therefore, one for two or two for one, there was no difference.
To Yan Mingkong, raising her cultivation level was the most important thing at the moment.
After coming to the Mortal World, most of the time she was surrounded and chased by various strong cultivators. If it was anyone else, they would feel very anxious.
Moreover, Yan Mingkong was not on good terms with the Sea of Sufferings.
After coming to the Mortal World, she naturally knew that the Sea of Sufferings was the descendant of the Demonic Buddha.
The current abbot of the Boundless Temple, Fakong, was one of the top ten strong cultivators of the Demonic Path.
The Heart Abandoning Demon Monk was ranked eighth among the top ten Martial Saints of the Mortal World.
The Insane Demon Monk was ranked eighth among the top ten Martial Saints of the Mortal World.
Not to mention them, the Sea of Sufferings also had Demon Monk Sheming and many other strong cultivators of the Martial Saint level.
All of this was seen by Yan Mingkong.
Of course, other than the Sea of Sufferings, there was another person that caught Yan Mingkong's attention.
The other party had also come to the Mortal World from the Divine Land and caused a huge wave that shook the entire Mortal World.
An opponent that she had never officially won against.
The other party's cultivation level had also increased by leaps and bounds and was always ahead of her.
Yan Mingkong did not feel discouraged, she just kept pushing herself.
In this aspect, Chen Luoyang had already seen some clues.
Especially the move that she used to defeat the Elder of the Black Water Extreme Palace.
The improvement of the other party's Netherworld Sword Technique, Chen Luoyang had already seen it. As for that strange movement technique, he was slowly figuring it out.
Just like how he was sorting out what he had learned and integrating it, Yan Mingkong was doing the same.
Back in the Divine Land, she combined all kinds of unique skills into a strong defense that was above the Sky Demon Immortal Body.
And now, because she was often surrounded and chased in the Mortal World, she had another way of thinking. She combined all her unique skills under the framework of the Netherworld Sword Technique and transformed them into a strange movement technique that was faster than Emperor Wu's level. Many Martial Saints couldn't even react in time.
However, it could be seen that this unique skill was not mature yet. Yan Mingkong could not use it too much and was still trying to figure it out.
As thoughts ran through Chen Luoyang's mind, his avatar, Daoist Banhai, said, "This Penniless Priest admires how straightforward you are. Since the Paragon has bestowed this Penniless Priest with such an opportunity, this Penniless Priest naturally wouldn't be too greedy. I'll exchange one move of the Dark Sword for two moves of yours. Therefore, this Penniless Priest will add another piece of information to give to you."
"What news?" Yan Mingkong asked.
"Twelve moves of the Netherworld Sword Will. The Blood River has obtained three of them. One of the moves, the Ultimate Sword, came from the descendant of a branch of the Sky River called Jie Xingmang," Taoist Banhai said slowly.
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