Chapter 1409

As he spoke, he pressed his palms together, and in an instant, his Dharma form shifted once more.

Boom!

It was a pure demonic shadow, and compared to before, it was indeed a notch more powerful.

"Qin Wuqiong, this Dharma form was not originally prepared for you! But today, since you have forced me to this point, consider it your misfortune!" The Demonic Monk said, swinging his hand in a palm strike toward Qin Wuqiong.

The palm of this Dharma form was like a mountain; the palm wind alone had reached a terrifying level.

Qin Wuqiong's expression turned solemn as he backhanded a punch toward it.

Boom!

One large and one small, a palm and a fist, collided in mid-air, instantly shattering the space on both sides of the two men.

"So strong!" the two said almost simultaneously.

And at this moment...

Clang!

A terrifying sword intent slashed toward Qin Wuqiong.

Qin Wuqiong tilted his head and saw that behind the Mount Jianhuang Sect Master, six giant sword shadows had condensed, echoing the sword in his hand.

Boom!

Qin Wuqiong dared not be negligent and struck out directly with his other hand.

However, his palm force was pierced through directly by his opponent's sword intent.

The next instant, the sword edge was already before Qin Wuqiong.

Qin Wuqiong's expression changed slightly; he crushed the space in front of him, guiding the spatial turbulence to smash toward his opponent.

The Mount Jianhuang Sect Master's expression changed slightly, and he could only retreat temporarily.

And at this moment...

Whoosh!

The Demonic Monk took advantage of the gap in Qin Wuqiong's defense to arrive behind him.

The giant demonic palm was raised high and then struck toward Qin Wuqiong's back.

"Boundless Supreme!" Qin Wuqiong did not look back, directly channeling his full cultivation power.

Hum!

The next instant, a complex rune condensed behind him, blocking the space between him and the Demonic Monk.

Boom!

The next instant, the Demonic Monk's palm landed; Qin Wuqiong staggered forward a step, but ultimately, he had blocked the opponent's fatal strike.

"To think..." The Demonic Monk was shocked.

He had not expected Qin Wuqiong to still have this trick up his sleeve!

And at this moment, Qin Wuqiong's heart also tightened.

"Fighting two human immortals at the same time is indeed too difficult..."

He swept his gaze over the two and said to himself in his heart.

However, just at this moment, he suddenly felt a sense of alarm.

The next instant, he stomped his feet on the ground and rose with a boom.

His entire person flew directly into the nine heavens.

Rumble!

The piece of land he had been standing on suddenly shattered.

And at that position, a withered, thin figure slowly emerged.

Seeing this figure, the experts of the Corpse Soul Sect who had been watching the battle from afar lit up, saying: "Old Ancestor, you have finally arrived!"

Corpse Soul Sect Old Ancestor?

Hearing the person speak like that, everyone frowned.

And at this moment, the Corpse Soul Sect Old Ancestor tilted his head, emitted a harsh sound, and said with regret: "What a pity, I was just a moment away from planting corpse poison on you... If I could refine the Palace Master of the Boundless Palace into a corpse puppet, how wonderful that would be!"

Listening to his words, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

And at this moment, the Mount Jianhuang Sect Master looked at the Corpse Soul Sect Old Ancestor and frowned: "Grave-digger, you are also on the side of the Tianming Realm, right? Shall we strike together and kill this Qin Wuqiong?"

The Corpse Soul Sect Old Ancestor nodded and pointed at Qin Wuqiong: "Fine, but this guy's corpse must be given to me!"

"Deal!" The Demonic Monk nodded and said.

As long as they didn't fight over the Earth Spirit Vein, he didn't care.

On the other side, Qin Wuqiong's face turned pale.

Fighting one against two had already left him stretched thin.

Now that a third one had appeared, how was he supposed to fight?

But just at this moment...

"One Sword Breaks the Void!"

From the nine heavens, a sword intent fell like lightning, slashing toward the Corpse Soul Sect Old Ancestor.

"Hm?" The Old Ancestor was shocked in an instant; it was too late to dodge.

However, just at this moment...

Hum!

Above his head, a coffin suddenly appeared.

Boom!

The next instant, the sword intent landed on the coffin, splitting it in two and cutting the corpse puppet inside as well.

However, the Corpse Soul Sect Old Ancestor used that tiny gap to narrowly avoid the sword.

The Corpse Soul Sect Old Ancestor, having survived the ordeal, squinted his eyes at the sky and said coldly: "Duan Qianqiu?"

Duan Qianqiu!

Hearing this name, the Mount Jianhuang Sect Master trembled all over and immediately looked up.

The next instant...

Clang!

With a sound of a sword ringing, Duan Qianqiu indeed appeared.

"Three against one, how truly shameless... But then again, if you had any shame, how would you have defected to the Tianming Realm?" Duan Qianqiu sneered.

"You guy, why did you only just arrive?" Qin Wuqiong felt a weight lift off his heart upon seeing him, but he still complained.

Duan Qianqiu glanced at him and said: "Some things delayed me."

As he spoke, he descended slowly, ignoring the enemies, and turned to look at Bianbei City.

At this moment, on the walls of Bianbei City, the city defense army was already on full alert.

He paused and shouted toward Bianbei City: "Tell your Young Master that the Tianming Realm is about to descend upon Bianbei City; tell him to just focus on conserving his strength and dealing with the Tianming Realm. As for these traitors and lackeys, leave them to us!"

After finishing, he did not wait for an answer and came directly to Qin Wuqiong's side, looking at the enemies with cold eyes.

"Duan Qianqiu..." The Mount Jianhuang Sect Master had been staring fixedly at him ever since Duan Qianqiu appeared.

This person could be called the mortal enemy of their Mount Jianhuang!

Before he appeared, Mount Jianhuang was the peak of sword cultivation in the Tianyuan Realm.

The Mount Jianhuang Sect Master had always been the number one sword cultivator in the Tianyuan Realm!

But ever since this Duan Qianqiu appeared, the title of number one sword cultivator in the Tianyuan Realm had been snatched away by him.

For Mount Jianhuang, this was a huge humiliation!

"Duan Qianqiu, today you shall die under the sword techniques of my Mount Jianhuang!"

Clang!

The Mount Jianhuang Sect Master roared, and a seventh sword shadow condensed behind him.

"Hm?" The Demonic Monk glanced at him, grumbling in his heart.

This guy had actually been holding back just now!

And at this moment, the Corpse Soul Sect Old Ancestor snorted coldly and said: "Wait! This guy destroyed one of my corpse puppets; if anyone is to take his life, it should be me!"