When Dustfree first saw Hui Ming, he simply couldn't believe it. "Didn't Hui Ming flee to the Demon Severing Forbidden Zone in a panic, doomed to eternal damnation? How did he appear in the Sunset Plains unscathed? "
He desperately tried to recall the scene at the Tianyuan Sect's banquet. Using the remnants of the image in his mind, he compared it to the handsome young man in front of him. He was pleasantly surprised to discover that this person was indeed Hui Ming.
Dustfree was truly pleasantly surprised. It was as if a great treasure had suddenly fallen from the sky, allowing him to pick up a great bargain. At this moment, the important matter of seizing the Sacred Blood Pearl had already been thrown to the back of his mind.
Capturing Zhao Yun alive and bringing him back for the Sect Master to deal with was the most important and most important thing he needed to do.
As the saying went, one shouldn't be afraid of the officials, but should be afraid of the authorities. It was better to curry favor with the county magistrate than to curry favor with the emperor. Even if Dustfree really did seize the Sacred Blood Pearl back to the sect's ancestor, it would only be hard work. The ones who would truly reap the rewards would be Sect Master Ziwei and the Tianyuan Sect's Sect Master Song Jiang. The actual benefits Dustfree would receive would be next to nothing.
Moreover, there were still many doubtful points about the Sacred Blood Pearl. It was hard to determine if it was real or fake. If the Sacred Blood Pearl really did exist, it wouldn't be a big problem even if he couldn't seize it. In any case, the Lingyun Temple would continuously send people to seize it.
On the other hand, if he captured Hui Ming, Sect Master Song Jiang, who had just lost his beloved son, would definitely appreciate him greatly. It wouldn't be impossible for him to become the Tianyuan Sect's Sect Master in the future.
Moreover, Hui Ming was just an ant in his eyes. He could easily crush him to death. After capturing Hui Ming, he could continue seizing the Sacred Blood Pearl. Everything would go on as before. Therefore, Hui Ming's appearance was simply a heaven-sent opportunity, a blessing delivered to his doorstep.
Dustfree drew his Azure Edge Rapier and lightly blew on it. "Good brothers, please step aside for a moment. Let this old Daoist deal with this little bastard first. It won't be too late to apologize after that." Although Dustfree was arrogant and conceited, he did not dare to be too ostentatious. He quietly changed the way he addressed Dustfree from 'Deity' to 'Old Taoist'.
The rich and powerful sects in the area where the chairs were sitting were all sitting still, while the people standing behind the chairs had already consciously retreated a few dozen feet to the left and right, in case the city gate caught fire and the fish in the moat were caught in the crossfire. It was not worth it.
"Heh, there's such a good stage, so why do you still want to duel under the stage? Two guests, please come up to the arena and show off your skills so that everyone can see clearly. "
An old voice suddenly sounded. Although the voice was not loud, everyone could hear it clearly. Only then did everyone notice that there was already a black-clothed old man standing at the side of the arena. The old man's back was hunched. Although he was wearing servant's clothes, his Qi was restrained. He had white hair and a ruddy complexion. It was obvious that his Qi was extraordinary.
Dustfree guessed that this old servant must be one of Manjushri's men, so he didn't dare to be disrespectful. He asked, "May I know Sire's name?"
The old servant's spirit was hale and hearty. He smiled and said, "Since this old servant is a servant, how can I be worthy of a title? Everyone can just call me Hei Yi. Manjushri is this old servant's master. "
Everyone had been gathered in the Sunset Plains for a long time. After waiting for so long, they finally saw their master. Everyone's spirits were lifted, and they all thought, "The Sacred Blood Pearl matter seems to be true. Since this black-clothed old servant has appeared, Manjushri will definitely appear as well. "
Dustfree hesitated and said, "Poison Immortal has meticulously prepared this arena. If there's blood, I'm afraid it won't be good, right?"
"Cough cough." Hei Yi suddenly coughed and said self-deprecatingly, "I'm old, my body is useless. Golden Venerable Dustfree, there's no need to worry. Since this arena has been set up, a few people will die. "
Everyone was shocked. They had already thought that there would be a storm of blood in this treasure hunt, but when this black-clothed old servant said it so calmly, their hearts couldn't help but beat wildly. "If we want the Sacred Blood Pearl, it's really hard to be kind!"
"Alright then, deference is no substitute for obedience." Dustfree didn't hesitate anymore. He used Soaring Swallow's movement technique and jumped onto the arena with a few leaps. He laughed wildly and said, "Ant, come up obediently. It's too late to escape now! "
Zhao Yun raised his sword-like eyebrows and laughed loudly, revealing his heroic intentions. "Haha, I'm only afraid that you, old bastard, won't be able to resist and escape." He lifted his clothes and shook his sleeves, walking towards the arena with large strides.
"Langjun!" Hu Qing suddenly called out to Zhao Yun. Her eyes were full of worry and concern. She only said one sentence, "You must take care of yourself."
Zhao Yun's heart warmed, and his heroic spirit flourished. He turned back and said with a smile, "Don't worry, watch me take down that bastard's dog head."
Dustfree saw that Hui Ming Yun was still teasing the two women. He didn't care about his "Seizing Life and Chasing Soul" at all. He was so angry that his heart was about to explode. He scolded, "Dilly-Dallying little bastard! Let me tell you, no matter how much you delay, it's useless. "
Zhao Yun finally stood on the arena and said with a smile, "Old bastard, show me what you've got."
"Hmph, you're about to die, yet you're still talking nonsense. You're courting death!" Since Hui Ming pretended to be a hero and waited for him to make the first move, Dustfree wouldn't let go of this opportunity. He swung the Qingfeng Sword, and a sword aura attacked Zhao Yun's chest with a hiss.
In order to curry favor with Song Jiang, he decided to capture Hui Ming alive. Therefore, he only used 30% of his power in this move.
What a fast speed! It was faster and fiercer than a flash of lightning and faster than a flying Bi 'an. The airflow along the way was ruthlessly cut into two by this narrow sword aura.
Zhao Yun's pupils contracted violently. Dustfree was known as the number one swordsmanship in the Tianyuan Sect. A casual strike of his sword had such terrifying power. He really lived up to his reputation.
"However, I, who have the Green Lotus Eight Swords, have already seen through speed!" The Mighty Fighting Divine Sword roared and flew out of the scabbard. The sword body turned into an azure dragon and directly collided with the sword aura.
Dustfree's sword aura collided with the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword, but it couldn't do anything to the sword body's indestructible hardness. It was just like Snowy Lionet facing fire, turning into nothingness in an instant.
"How could this be?" In Dustfree's mind, Hui Ming should have been knocked down in one move, and then he could go up and humiliate him wantonly. However, he didn't expect Hui Ming to easily block his incomparably sharp sword aura. "Could it be that Fa Yuan wasn't exaggerating at all? Did Hui Ming really kill Hongyun with one strike? But I clearly sensed that Hui Ming's cultivation was only at the fasting stage! "
Zhao Yun laughed and said, "Old bastard, take my sword too." She suddenly threw the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword into the sky. Above the Ninth Heaven, there seemed to be a faint roar of a mad dragon. A powerful pressure gathered above the sky, like an invisible cage firmly covering Dustfree's senses.
"What a terrifying power! I actually misjudged. " Dustfree had long abandoned the idea of underestimating his opponent. He concealed his spirit and qi, as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He used the Tianzong Heart Sutra to the tenth level and used the move "Shocking Wind and Dense Rain". The huge sword aura formed a narrow circle of light, protecting Dustfree's body so that not even a drop of water could pass through.
The audience below the arena was puzzled. "Why is this old Taoist Dustfree so disappointing? He took a defensive position as soon as he came up. He really embarrassed the Lingyun Temple." At the same time, many people felt that the way Zhao Yun threw the sword was very familiar. They seemed to have seen it somewhere before, but they couldn't remember where.
Thunder rumbled in the sky, and the giant dragon's roar suddenly stopped. Immediately after, a bluish-white torrent shot out from the Ninth Heaven. It was unstoppable and rolled up thousands of layers of clouds and snow, cheering for the unrestrained and agile sword aura.
The Mighty Fighting Divine Sword was wrapped in the supreme sword aura. The sword aura flourished, and a strange totem was faintly flickering on the seemingly ordinary ink-black sword. A mysterious power was gradually awakened by the sword aura.
"This, this is the water of the Yellow River from the Heavens!" A person finally woke up and shouted loudly. He had seen the same scene at the Assembly of Ten Thousand Immortals a year ago.
The young girl's skin was whiter than snow, and her green robe was like a wisteria. Her cold sword beam seemed to have come pouring down from the top of the lonely sky. No one had expected that in this place filled with silver light, the Gold Core expert Fan Yuqi would be severely injured by this cold moonlight, and his cultivation base would be completely destroyed.
At that moment, everyone's breathing stopped, and their mouths repeatedly muttered, "One move, one move????"
Today's scene reappeared. Although there was a faint feeling, everyone didn't dare to associate this young man with the same unparalleled appearance of the girl. Such a terrifying sword technique shouldn't exist in the human world. The deepest impression was to bury it deep in the heart, and never let out the wounded heart to relive it.
Unfortunately, there was still someone who couldn't help but cry out. In a split second, a pool of water was stirred up. It was actually the Azure Lotus Sword Technique! This young man was actually a member of the Qinglian Sect! No wonder Dustfree had to take a defensive stance! But the two in front of them were both members of the Lingyun Temple, why did they have to kill each other? Wasn't the Lingyun Temple's rule the most taboo to kill each other? Was there some special secret behind this?
"Hmph, too bad you're not Sect Leader Ling! You can't do anything to me! "Dustfree's Azure Peak Sword danced even more rapidly, and a huge amount of true energy surged out without reserve.
Dustfree couldn't dodge at all. He knew the mystery of the Yellow River from the Heavens move. It was unpredictable, and until the last moment, there was no way to know where the sword aura would land. If he recklessly dodged, he would only send himself to the sword's edge.
Dustfree also didn't know how to dodge, because he also had his own Azure Peak Sword. As a swordsman, if he didn't have the courage to fight on a narrow path, he didn't deserve to practice the way of the sword.
The Mighty Fighting Divine Sword swayed down, and the sword aura mercilessly covered Dustfree's entire head.
Just as the sword was about to land, Dustfree suddenly shouted, "Eight Direction Wind and Rain!" The protective sword aura that was originally surrounding his body suddenly shot out, like thousands of arrows shooting out at the same time, weaving into an all-encompassing net in all directions. It turned from passive to active, and surrounded the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword Aura in the center.
At the moment of death, there was a new life! Dustfree firmly grasped this fleeting opportunity. His Heaven Sect Heart Sutra had already been honed in the sword aura of the "Shocking Wind and Dense Rain". At this moment, he was waiting at ease, and merged into the boundless sword rain of the "Eight Direction Wind and Rain", which was exceptionally fast and powerful.
Hua Nishang's eyes swept past Zhao Yun's face, and secretly said, "Little brother's maturity is still a bit lacking. If Ling Ye Lai used this move, Dustfree would've died a long time ago. Unfortunately, his power is too weak, and he's still not Dustfree's opponent. Ling Ye Lai, do you want me to help you? Hehe. "
The Mighty Fighting Divine Sword didn't believe in heresy. Although it was locked in by countless sword auras, its sharpness didn't diminish. The sword's edge glowed brightly, and it tore apart the dense net formed by dozens of sword auras.
Dustfree laughed disdainfully, "Even a grain of rice dares to release its splendor!" The Azure Peak Sword waved, and a steady stream of True Power was transmitted out, and layers of sword net continuously overlapped. The Mighty Fighting Divine Sword had only broken through one layer, and the sword net had already formed ten layers. The outcome of the battle was obvious.
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