Chapter 1395: Red Ghost

As the golden saber flickered, a saber light over ten zhang long slashed straight toward the blood sword. Another emerald-colored ring let out a clear chime, transforming into a massive, hazy green phantom that also lunged to encircle the blood sword.

"Don't even think about it!" A Long family cultivator saw the young girl's move and shouted, then slapped a white jade pendant at his waist with one hand.

This object transformed into a beam of white light that shot into the sky. After spinning in the air, it transformed into a layer of hazy white light screen, shrouding the blood sword beneath it.

Immediately, the saber light and the phantom struck the light screen. Two loud bangs rang out, and as the white light screen shook violently, countless runes floated out from it, yet it managed to forcefully withstand the blow from the two treasures.

The young girl's expression changed slightly. Without a word, she raised one hand, cast a spell at the golden short saber, and began to chant.

The short saber's radiance flared, and it slashed toward the white light screen once more.

This strike looked light and airy, as if it carried no force, but a massive saber light, incomparably thick and over a hundred zhang long, suddenly appeared above the light screen, slowly descending like a blade that could prop up the sky.

Before this blade had even truly fallen, the surrounding air vibrated incessantly, emitting a buzzing, ear-piercing sound.

Anyone could see that if this saber light landed solidly, even if the white light screen were infinitely miraculous, it would absolutely be unable to withstand it.

Just then, another Long family cultivator let out a cold snort and suddenly tore off his own robe, revealing a body that made one's hair stand on end.

On this seemingly ordinary half-torso, seven or eight fist-sized, crimson ghost heads were simultaneously biting into various parts of his upper body, wriggling incessantly.

The cultivator let out a sharp shriek, and the three ghost heads on his body loosened their jaws, trembled, and vanished into thin air.

The next moment, three clusters of yin energy erupted above the white light screen.

Within the pitch-black energy, three red-haired, red-skinned ghosts, five or six zhang tall, appeared eerily.

The three evil ghosts looked at the massive saber light in the sky. Suddenly, two of them rolled and transformed into two crimson longswords, which were grabbed by the ghost in the middle.

Then, the yin energy swirled and merged into the ghost and the two giant swords.

The evil ghost immediately let out a heaven-shaking shriek, its body swelling seven or eight times over to reach a size of over thirty zhang. It then raised the crimson ghost swords, which had also magnified several times, and slashed them in a cross toward the saber light in the sky.

As red radiance and golden light intertwined and flashed, a heaven-shattering, earth-splitting bang erupted!

The descending massive saber light was actually forcefully blocked by the two giant swords, which were over ten zhang long.

Then, with a tremor, the saber light collapsed and vanished.

Correspondingly, the two ghost swords below and the two thick arms of the evil ghost holding the swords shattered inch by inch without any warning, transforming into clusters of red mist that refused to dissipate.

Just then, a phantom circled around and smashed down toward the evil ghost.

The red-haired evil ghost in the middle was not the least bit panicked. As the red mist in front of it rolled, it once again manifested ghost arms and two giant swords, as if it had been perfectly fine all along.

The phantom's strike was naturally blocked easily by the two giant swords and sent flying.

In the distance, the young girl saw this, her face turning pale.

Gritting her teeth, she shook her sleeve, and three fist-sized light clusters—yellow, red, and white—shot out. With a spin, three strange treasures—a "flute," a "zither," and a "pipa"—appeared in a row.

The young girl's ten fingers tapped wildly at the three treasures like a spinning wheel. The three treasures flared with strange light, and three different colored rays of light shot out, merging in mid-air into a three-colored radiance that swept toward the evil ghost.

But the radiance had only flown a short distance when four more clusters of yin energy burst open in front of it, and four more red-haired evil ghosts appeared.

They opened their mouths wide toward the oncoming three-colored radiance, and four streams of black yin energy sprayed out, holding back the three-colored radiance in a stalemate.

The young girl was startled and was just about to cast another spell when a soft "whoosh" sounded above her head. A red shadow eerily flashed from the void, and with a wave of its hands, two thick sword qi slashed down fiercely.

The red ghost that had been lingering on the white light screen had somehow torn through space and silently teleported to the space above her head.

The young girl was both shocked and furious. Her figure flickered, transforming into a golden rainbow that shot away, barely avoiding the strike. At the same time, she beckoned with one hand, and the golden saber and green ring in the distance whistled as they shot back, circling and attacking the evil ghost above her head.

The ghost danced with the pair of giant swords in its hands, protecting its entire body without showing any weakness.

In this way, the white-robed young girl, relying on five incredibly powerful treasures, fought with the seven red ghosts and could no longer spare the focus to deal with the blood-colored giant sword.

On the other side, Ye Chu had already released over a dozen green and yellow flying swords, which transformed into sword shadows filling the sky, engaging the group of disheveled demonic heads summoned by the two Long family cultivators.

These demonic heads were each the size of a human head but lacked bodies. They had green faces and fangs, spraying purple demonic energy from their mouths, turning the surrounding hundred-zhang area into a foggy expanse.

Ye Chu had actually been drawn into it.

Within the miasma, demonic shadows were everywhere. Despite Ye Chu switching through several high-power divine abilities, she could not immediately break free and could only release green light to protect herself, colliding incessantly with the miasma.

Anxious, she scanned the area and naturally saw the white-robed young girl also trapped in a bitter struggle. Her heart sank, but she immediately remembered something else. She tilted her head toward another direction, and the sight that met her eyes left her stunned.

The place she was staring at was precisely Han Li, who had yet to make a move.

At this moment, he had his hands behind his back, floating in mid-air, motionless.

However, this was not because Han Li did not want to act, but because not far in front of him, a young woman in a black dress was looking over with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.

It was Xiao Hong of the Black Phoenix Clan.

Han Li seemed wary and did not dare to act rashly.

"This matter concerns the human race. Fellow Daoist, if you interfere in the affairs of our True Spirit families, do you want to seek trouble for yourself?" Ye Chu shouted sternly at the young woman.

"If you want me to stay out of this, Fellow Daoist, that's fine too. Just hand over the Heavenly Phoenix Feather in your hand. As soon as I get it, I will turn around and leave immediately," Xiao Hong said with a charming laugh.

"What Heavenly Phoenix Feather? How could I have one?" Ye Chu's expression changed slightly, but she denied it flatly.

"Hehe, you forgot one thing, Fellow Daoist. Among those sent to infiltrate the Wood Clan, there are also people from our Demon Clan. Many years ago, he sent back news that the Wood Clan was hiding three Heavenly Phoenix Feathers used for the Heavenly Phoenix's rebirth through fire. Otherwise, as a dignified Spirit Severing stage cultivator, why would you have personally infiltrated the Wood Clan for so many years? Now that even this Young Master Ye has personally come to meet you, the Heavenly Phoenix Feather should be in your hands, right?" the young woman said leisurely.

Hearing Xiao Hong's words, Ye Chu and the white-robed young girl fell silent.

The young woman let out a cold snort and turned her gaze back to Han Li with a smile.

"Brother Han, I know your divine abilities are extraordinary, but defeating me won't be easy either! Why don't we just wait here and let the others decide the outcome first?" the young woman actually said this.

Han Li had naturally long since seen the situation of the other two women fighting. After a moment of silence, he suddenly laughed:

"I truly do not wish to fight with you, Fellow Daoist, but if we really wait for that Young Master Long to emerge after fusing with the True Spirit blood, we will be in a life-or-death dilemma. For the sake of having traveled here together, I will ask you one thing: will you move aside or not?"

"I cannot comply!" Xiao Hong's expression sank, and her voice turned icy.

"Fine!" Han Li suddenly took a step forward. After his figure blurred, he somehow stepped over twenty zhang away, instantly appearing only a few zhang from the young woman. He raised one hand and slashed a finger across without the slightest heat.

With a flash of golden light, a golden thread reached the young woman, intending to slice her open.

This attack looked simple, but in reality, it was the result of Han Li relying on his formidable physical body, pushing his Luo Yan Steps and Gale Nine Transformations movement techniques to the limit.

Even though the young woman was a demon cultivator, Han Li's ghostly movements and unexpected attack still gave her a huge fright.

The golden thread formed by sword qi was so fast that she had no time to dodge or defend. In her desperation, she could only open her mouth wide and spray a cluster of black fire.

With a muffled "bang," the black flames split apart, and the sword qi stalled involuntarily.

With this sliver of breathing room, the young woman's figure moved. After the golden thread flashed past, it sliced off a small piece of her skirt, but she had already retreated seven or eight zhang away.

When the young woman regained her footing and looked at Han Li again, her expression was full of disbelief.

At this moment, Han Li retracted his sword light and, without a word, touched his head with one hand. Gray Origin Magnetic Divine Light shot into the sky, and with a thought, it swept straight toward the young woman.

At the same time, a palm in his sleeve pressed silently into the void. Suddenly, five white bone skulls appeared out of thin air around the woman. The five mouths sprayed, and five types of extreme cold flames of different colors rolled out, instantly transforming into five-colored light flames that pounced toward her.

After doing all this, thunder rumbled behind Han Li's back. After the Wind and Thunder Wings appeared, green and white electric arcs flashed, and he vanished from where he stood.

When he flashed out from the void the next moment, he was already above the young woman's head. He shook his sleeve, and dozens of golden lights danced down.

Once Han Li made a move, his attacks were as violent and abnormal as a storm.

Xiao Hong, having just escaped from Han Li's sword, was still somewhat shaken, and now she was once again on the verge of life and death. Naturally, she was shocked and furious.

Without thinking, she spun in place. Immediately, a sheet of black flames flew from her body, directly meeting the five-colored light flames. She opened her mouth again, and an ink-colored ancient mirror shot out. She shook the mirror face toward the front, and a sheet of black light surged out, just in time to block the gray radiance pouncing toward her.

As for the dozens of golden sword lights that had already slashed down fiercely toward her head, the woman raised one hand toward the sky, and a mass of white silk shot out, transforming into a giant silk net that protected her beneath it.

Han Li saw this, a cold glint flashed in his eyes. He urged his sword technique in his heart, and the dozens of sword lights flickered, transforming into hundreds in a flare of golden light, slashing down overwhelmingly.

The sound of "chi chi" sword qi crisscrossing seemed to pierce through half the sky.

The young woman's face turned pale.

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