Chapter 442: Sword Qi Like a Rainbow: Roaring Once for Me, Xie Guan

【Smoke Wave Lake, Tingyu Building.】

"This lay disciple of the East Victory Sect, his internal Buddhist arts are extremely pure, and he has the Lion's Roar and the Flame Blade; how could he leave such a flaw as his back?"

【A smile had just floated on the corner of his mouth, but it suddenly solidified.】

Mei Qingsu also had a worried tone, "This Fishing Old Man's 'Soul-Snatching Three Hooks' is a soul-stealing technique; if there is no precaution, after breaking the skin and flesh, it will only drill into the meat. This is going to be bad."

【The waves scattered. Xie Guan stood at the bow of the boat, seemingly not moving at all, the sword was not out of the scabbard, and the green shirt remained the same.】

【The boat slid straight toward the center of the lake.】

【"Crack—"】

【The sandalwood railing in Chen Mu's hand was pinched into two pieces.】

【"Diaotian Weng is dead?"】

【Chen Mu's voice no longer had the ease, carrying unbelievable shock and anger. "What kind of evil technique is this!"】

【He could no longer maintain the leisure of watching the play.】

【You know, in Bianjing City, how precious is a Primordial Spirit cultivator who has ignited the divine fire?】

【Not to mention that this was a guest who had been raised for many years with massive resources from the mansion.】

【The most shocked was Xie Renfeng, who originally thought Xie Guan was just slightly better in martial arts cultivation, but didn't want the other party to have such means, far better than him.】

【In an instant, he killed a divine fire cultivator.】

【Liu Yuan's face was as gloomy as water, although he had long expected Xie Guan to have the strength of the Upper Three Realms of martial arts, he didn't want the other party to be able to kill cultivators of the same realm with a flick of a finger.】

【Beside him, the monk Du Kong frowned and said in a deep voice: "Diaotian Weng ultimately underestimated the enemy. That red flame is strange, specifically restraining the Yin Spirit technique, and he does not cultivate martial arts, his physical body is weak, this fire burned his Primordial Spirit, otherwise he would not have died in one move."】

【He looked at the lake surface solemnly, "That glazed Buddha hand... is quite similar to the Buddhist means, and it is similar to Master Lianchi's surging Buddha hand."】

【He Lan Zhen Shu, however, keenly noticed another place!】

【Just now, the strong man clearly hit Xie Guan, but the other party shattered like smoke and clouds, leaving only a piece of talisman paper falling.】

【"What kind of Primordial Spirit technique is this?"】

【Liu Yuan narrowed his eyes, thoughtful: "It seems to be a lineage of Taoism, but it is not the path of the Sanzhen Sect, it can actually avoid reality and strike emptiness with this method, it is truly strange."】

【Chen Mu's eyes surged with murderous intent, his knuckles pinched white: "This Xie Guan really deserves to die!"】

【Everyone present was not an ordinary person, even in the face of such changes, they were still calm.】

He Lan Zhenshu's mouth curled into a cold smile, his fingers in his sleeves slightly closing:

"Surrounded on three sides, Xie Guan—is already in a dead end!"

Behind Chen Mu, the Great Interior Chief of Rites Eunuch Xiao Yu's eyes flashed, as if he had sensed something.

Above the lake, there seemed to be a wisp of sword aura like a fleeting shadow, silent and soundless.

【In your heart sea, nine sword intents trembled in unison, emitting a clear sword hum. The true essence of the "Yang Talisman Scripture" within your body was like a great sun melting gold, surging and flowing between your meridians.】

【Inside the Mud-Pill Palace, the Ziwei Heng Realm had quietly unfolded, silently enveloping the small boat, completely isolating the surrounding energy.】

【Just at this moment—】

【The fishing net covered the sky, and the Yin evil energy entwined on the net actually condensed into countless fierce ghosts and skeletons, whistling out like a swarm of bees. Those ghost creatures had twisted faces, emitting shrill shrieks; wherever the sound waves passed, it made people's heads split and scratch their ears and cheeks.】

【Unlike the corpse puppets of the Bone Observation Sect, these were all transformed from pure Yin souls. If contaminated, I fear even the primordial spirit would be torn and gnawed, but unfortunately... these all belong to the ghost-mixing Yin arts.】

【Your left-hand sword finger stood up like a peak, blowing lightly toward the ghosts filling the sky.】

【Red-gold flowing light suddenly burst from between your fingers, and the supreme Yang energy of the "Yang Talisman Scripture" turned into burning sky flames; wherever it passed, the Yin souls were all reduced to ashes!】

【The red-gold flowing light illuminated the lake surface, and the shrill shrieks of the Yin souls stopped abruptly.】

【The rolling fist energy behind you had already stirred your sideburns.】

【The sturdy man's strength had not yet ceased, his fist momentum had reached its peak, and his blood energy was like power and prison.】

【But the moment his fist touched Xie Guan's back, his pupils suddenly contracted!】

【"This is..."】

【It hit empty air.】

【The "Xie Guan" before his eyes actually shattered like a reflection in a mirror, turning into wisps of blue smoke and dissipating. Only a cinnabar talisman floated down slowly.】

【A giant crocodile broke through the water, its bloody mouth just opened, when a huge golden glazed Buddha hand pressed it back into the water, emitting a hum, and the lake surface exploded with several feet of water spray.】

【The sturdy man retreated several feet, his face uncertain.】

【The most uncomfortable was the old fisherman; his fishing net was broken, his mind was injured, and his fishing rod, net, and hook were all cultivated from his heart's blood and connected to his life. Added to that supreme Yang aura, the backlash caused his primordial spirit great injury.】

【The old fisherman wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, still suspicious in his mind—what kind of cultivation technique was that red-gold flowing light that burned up the Yin souls just now?】

【His gaze turned rapidly, seeing the sturdy man's fist momentum had already blasted toward Xie Guan's back, his heart settled slightly: "This child has nowhere to hide!"】

【But the next moment—】

【"Not good!"】

【The Xie Guan at the bow of the boat dissipated like a bubble. The old man's hair stood on end, and his fishing rod instinctively swung toward the void. The fishing line actually seemed to hook onto an invisible object, dragging him flying backward through the air!】

【However, before he could stabilize his figure, a scorching gale had already rushed toward his face.】

【A figure had appeared behind him at some point, blowing out a breath lightly.】

【The old man's body turned red instantly, and scorching white flames erupted from his seven orifices. The whole person burned violently like a fireball, emitting shrill screams, and was burned to ashes.】

【"Whoosh! Whoosh—"】

【Two silver rings arrived through the air, but only pierced through an afterimage, and another talisman paper floated down leisurely.】

【The silver rings flew back, looping onto the withered wrist of a dwarf old man on the small boat in the center of the lake.】

【The old man's face twitched, his muddy eyes full of horror: "What kind of evil Daoist art is this...?"】

【The crowd only saw a ball of fire rise on the lake surface, and a glazed Buddha hand.】

【The old fisherman's charred bones cracked into powder with a "clatter."】

【When the waves calmed down, everyone's pupils shrank!】

【The youth in green robes was still standing quietly at the bow of the boat, not even half an inch of his sword sheath had been drawn.】

【"The Fishing Old Man is dead?!"】

【The sound of someone gasping for air was particularly harsh.】

【At this time, the killing intent rose again!】

【Two fast boats had already forced their way within three feet of Xie Guan—】

【A black-gold long whip transformed in the air, actually becoming a ten-foot giant python, its poisonous fangs biting directly at Xie Guan's heavenly spirit!】

【On one boat, the originally drunk fat monk smashed his wine jar, his figure swelling to over a foot tall.】

【Every step he took caused the lake surface to explode with water pillars, rushing over like a wild elephant!】

【"Woo—"】

【The white-browed old man held a flute to his lips, and a bone-chilling cold current spread with the sound waves, instantly freezing the lake surface into three feet of thick ice.】

【The most treacherous thing was!】

【A blindfolded woman swept her fingers across the strings like a madman. There was no melody, only teeth-aching noise. As she suddenly leaned back and pulled the strings, countless transparent air blades poured down like a rainstorm!】

【The retreating sturdy man suddenly had black flames ignite on his arms, a heaven-shaking lion's roar exploded in his throat, and he actually turned around to kill again!】

【One after another, people made their moves!】

【Killing moves followed one after another, a net of heaven and earth!】

【Your green shirt fluttered, golden light flowed in your pupils, and the "Yang Talisman Scripture" in your body turned the burning sun essence into vast primordial spirit power. The star pattern between your brows shone brightly, and the projection of the Ziwei Heng Realm expanded suddenly, enveloping half of the lake surface.】

【Under the water, dark currents surged, the giant crocodile's ferocious back cut through the lake water, the friction of its scales emitting the sound of gold and iron, just about to launch a fatal blow from under the boat!】

【In the heart sea, the nine swords released their brilliance in unison, and invisible, formless sword aura lingered in the lake.】

【The long sword in your hand hummed clearly, stirring up fine wind swirls.】

【Looking at the killing moves launched simultaneously from all around, and that towering Rain-Listening Pavilion in the lake.】

【Killing intent filled the sky, whistling and roaring...】

【And there were voices vaguely, roars full of hatred, "Xie Guan, die!", "Xie Guan, why don't you die yet!"】

【You smiled lightly, the long sword had already left its sheath—】

【A dead end with no hope of survival? So what.】

【Already drawn the sword and come out!】

【"If I insist on having this lake water roar for me, Xie Guan, just once!"】

【The entire lake trembled because of it!】

【Sword aura like a rainbow!】

【Rushing up into the sky!】

(End of chapter)