Chapter 182: 182. Chapter 182: One Sword, Three Kills (Celebrating for the Sacred Domain Southern Nation Alliance Leader!)

182. Chapter 182: One Sword, Three Kills (Celebrating for the Sacred Domain Southern Nation Alliance Leader!)

"Act... actually killed three False Jin Dan True Persons with one sword?"

In a void, a gray little banner emitted light, shrouding True Person Daoist Zi Yuan and True Person Yuan Wei.

These two False Jin Dan True Persons looked at each other, both stunned.

If others didn't know the power of the Wan Shouzong Sect's three False Jin Dans, how could True Person Daoist Zi Yuan not know?

Especially that old man, whose strength was top-notch among False Jin Dans.

Was actually killed just like that?

Although it was because they were relatively relaxed in front of their own mountain gate, True Person Daoist Zi Yuan saw very clearly that the three veteran False Jin Dans had habitually activated their True Yuan shields!

The True Yuan shield of a False Jin Dan cultivator is enough to resist the spirit weapon attacks of Foundation Establishment cultivators.

As a result... they were still killed like chopping melons and vegetables.

"Doesn't this mean... that Yu Jianzi killing you and me would be a matter of one sword?"

Yuan Wei looked at True Person Daoist Zi Yuan and murmured: "I finally understand why True Person Lv Yi acted that way..."

"It's just... Lian Laogui Lian is different."

True Person Daoist Zi Yuan looked at the Wan Shouzong Sect mountain gate, a hint of fear in her eyes: "This person is a real Jin Dan True Person. The True Dan he condensed back then was only one step away from a high-grade True Dan..."

False Jin Dan, True Dan, Jin Dan...

They are completely different levels.

A Jin Dan True Person can easily kill a False Jin Dan True Person!

"Furthermore... that Yu Jianzi also killed three False Jin Dans of the Wan Shouzong Sect in a row. No matter what, it's an endless feud."

Yuan Wei looked at Fang Xing: "If a Jin Dan True Person takes action, we two don't have much confidence in saving anyone."

True Person Daoist Zi Yuan fell silent upon hearing this.

They had originally intended to descend as a force sufficient to influence the battlefield, but they never expected the situation to develop to this point!

"Audacious, daring to kill my Lian family's cultivators."

Lian Laogui Lian, who looked like a beast-robed big man, had his face flushed red, and his eyes seemed to instantly turn into the vertical pupils of some animal, the thin line in the middle emitting strands of golden light, sweeping across.

"Early Foundation Establishment cultivation... yet you have refined a 'Virtual Dan'... The Heaven Sword Sect's Virtual Dan technique is famous far and wide, and today I have finally witnessed it."

As a Jin Dan True Person, his knowledge far exceeded that of False Jin Dans, and he practiced a spirit-eye technique, seeing at a glance that Fang Xing's False Jin Dan magic power came from an external object.

Furthermore, he confirmed it came from a 'Virtual Dan'!

Fang Xing smiled slightly, not feeling surprised.

Many classics of the Heaven Sword Sect originated from the "Great Freedom Profound Gold Sword Canon", and it was normal for the Virtual Dan technique to be passed down.

"But... a Virtual Dan, wanting to bully my Wan Shouzong Sect like this, is not enough! Far from enough!"

Lian Laogui Lian had a horned python wrapped around his arm, and the Rank 3 giant flood dragon demon king under him raised its head, erupting with terrifying demon qi.

Although he was still at early Jin Dan cultivation, with this Rank 3 low-grade spirit pet, his combat power was comparable to an average mid-Jin Dan cultivator.

And the Virtual Dan technique could at most raise a Foundation Establishment perfection cultivator to the level of barely being comparable to an early Jin Dan!

Fang Xing was only at early Foundation Establishment!

Lian Laogui Lian was worthy of being a veteran Jin Dan cultivator. While using words to strike at his opponent's spirit, he did not forget the lesson of the three False Jin Dan True Persons before, and patted the beast-skin pocket at his waist.

Hum!

Light flashed, and a set of strangely shaped white bone armor appeared on his body.

"Rank 2 high-grade magic treasure—Wan Shouzong Armor!"

True Person Daoist Zi Yuan felt wary: "This treasure is polished from the bones of various spirit beasts, and it is said that it contains the spirit bones of no less than three Rank 3 demon kings. The defense is astonishing."

After making his own defense airtight, Lian Laogui Lian took out two beast-skin talismans and injected magic power.

The aura of a demon king radiated from these two beast skins, clearly taken from Rank 3 demon beasts, making them rare Rank 3 high-quality talismans!

If it weren't for the Wan Shouzong Sect being good at raising demon beasts, they might not have such accumulation.

Lian Laogui Lian muttered something and pointed his hand.

The two talismans instantly burned, emitting terrifying magic power fluctuations.

One was scarlet, the other was emerald green.

Chirp!

Then, accompanied by a bird's cry, a somewhat illusory scarlet-feathered demon bird flew out from the scarlet light.

From the emerald green flames jumped a demon wolf.

Although its body was illusory, it rapidly expanded, like a small mountain.

"Blazing Sun Bird, Mountain-Sitting Wolf!"

"These are the demon kings worshipped in the sect before!"

Many Wan Shouzong Sect disciples recalled the sect classics, their faces all filled with pride.

"I thought you had some means, but it's just using binding talismans to seal the spirits of two Rank 3 demon kings... This move is opportunistic. It seems the talisman master who made these two Rank 3 talismans for you only has a true skill of quasi-Rank 3, or even Rank 2 high-grade..."

Fang Xing flicked his rotten iron sword, commenting indifferently.

Lian Laogui Lian's expression was gloomy.

The truth was indeed so. Zheng State was a small country, and Rank 3 talisman masters were extremely rare.

The talisman masters cultivated by the Wan Shouzong Sect themselves could at most reach Rank 2 high-grade or quasi-Rank 3, making it difficult to progress.

Fortunately, they had Rank 3 beast skins and demon king spirits. Just sealing them was barely enough for a Rank 2 high-grade talisman master.

Even so, they had wasted most of the sect's precious talisman skins and demon king spirits to produce these few binding talismans, which were considered treasures at the bottom of the box.

Even Shi Wanwan was only bestowed one as a life-saving trump card.

Lian Laogui Lian spoke lightly, but he actually valued Fang Xing immensely, going all out from the start.

At this time, after releasing the two great beast spirits to restrain Fang Xing, he patted his dantian, and a black light flashed above his head, revealing a pitch-black claw.

This claw seemed to be crafted from the claw of some demon beast, with fine iron chains wrapped around it, and small runes engraved on the edge of the claw.

"Go!"

Accompanied by Lian Laogui Lian's point, Jin Dan magic power was injected into it, and the pitch-black claw was instantly shrouded in a layer of strange black runes, emitting a piercing sound, actually killing Fang Xing before he could react!

Shoo!

Fang Xing flicked his finger, and a sword gang wrapped in starlight light appeared, wrapping around the rotten iron sword, suddenly splitting into three, meeting the two great beast spirits and this pitch-black claw.

Swish, swish!

Two sword threads slashed through the beast spirits and landed on Lian Laogui Lian's Wan Shouzong Armor.

His True Yuan shield shattered instantly, and the sword threads landed on the surface of the Wan Shouzong Armor, leaving a shallow mark.

"Hehe!"

Seeing that Fang Xing's sword threads actually had such power, Lian Laogui Lian's pupils first shrank, then relaxed, forming a magic seal: "Condense!"

The Blazing Sun Bird and Mountain-Sitting Wolf spirits slashed open by the sword threads instantly condensed, and apart from a slight decrease in magic power fluctuations, there was no damage at all.

Clang!

And at this time, the third sword shadow also collided with the pitch-black claw.

? C〇

The sword shadow and black claw fought fiercely in mid-air, actually falling into a stalemate for a moment.

Chirp!

The Blazing Sun Bird spread its wings, and balls of white-hot fireballs appeared, sweeping toward Fang Xing.

The Mountain-Sitting Wolf also opened its mouth, and cyan wind blades gathered like a tornado, sealing Fang Xing's retreat.

"Not good!"

True Person Daoist Zi Yuan saw this scene, and her face changed color: "A Jin Dan True Person is indeed not comparable to a False Jin Dan. With this formation, even if you and I faced it, I'm afraid we would only have the outcome of fleeing in defeat..."

"Furthermore... that Yu Jianzi is still a sword cultivator."

Yuan Wei shook his head.

Although sword cultivators are fierce in killing and are known as the number one in killing power among many cultivators, they also have huge flaws.

The first is that the flying sword is too sharp, but it is also too dependent on the flying sword.

Once one sword fails to succeed, they often fall into a disadvantage.

The second is... the sword cultivator's main body is too fragile!

Now the sword threads Fang Xing was operating could not break the Wan Shouzong Armor, and the flying sword body was entangled, which could be said to have fallen into an absolute disadvantage!

"Supreme Elder is mighty!"

"Please, Supreme Elder, kill this villain and avenge the three ancestors!"

The Wan Shouzong Sect disciples were agitated, only Shi Wanwan saw this scene, but a hint of sorrow appeared on her face.

Regardless of the outcome of today's battle, the Wan Shouzong Sect was destined to be an enemy of the Heaven Sword Sect.

That was a Nascent Soul sect!

Rumble!

Countless fireballs and wind blades gathered, the wind helping the fire, transforming into a cyan-red wind-fire tornado, sweeping Fang Xing inside.

Lian Laogui Lian saw this scene, and a hint of a smile just appeared on his face, but it quickly faded.

Because the sword ring in the sky had not dissipated.

After the tornado disappeared, a figure actually appeared in the field!

A humanoid puppet dressed in a green robe, with a wooden face, stood in front of Fang Xing, hands spread, emitting a True Yuan defense comparable to a Jin Dan cultivator.

It was he who had just blocked the attack of the wind-fire tornado.

"Rank 3 low-grade puppet?!"

Lian Laogui Lian was slightly surprised: "The Heaven Sword Sect is truly wealthy, but you, a sword cultivator... actually practice puppet arts? To think you are still a True Inheritor Yu Jianzi!"

"My sword path realm has already reached the realm where all things can be swords. Is this something you can understand?"

Fang Xing glanced at Lian Laogui Lian sideways and formed a seal with one hand.

Shoo!

The rotten iron sword emitted a clear sword ring, suddenly erupting with infinite sharpness, forcing back the pitch-black claw.

"Swift!"

Seeing this scene, Lian Laogui Lian formed a magic seal with both hands, and the black iron chains wrapped around the pitch-black claw magic treasure were all untied, like a net covering the rotten iron sword.

This magic treasure was a secret transmission of the Wan Shouzong Sect, and it had been refined with special restrictions, specifically to collect flying swords!

"Hehe!"

Seeing this scene, Fang Xing sneered, his magic power surging again, faintly exceeding the False Jin Dan boundary.

Shoo!

The rotten iron sword transformed into a stream of light, actually cutting off the iron chains one by one, breaking through the net easily, and even leaving a deep sword mark on the pitch-black claw magic treasure.

At the same time, that Rank 3 puppet had already drifted down, its right arm opened, and wooden talismans overflowing with cold air flickered with light, frantically extracting spiritual energy from the puppet's core, transforming into a spell that froze the world.

Whoosh!

The cold wind was biting, countless wind and snow gathered instantly, trapping the Blazing Sun Bird inside.

At the same time, the puppet's figure folded, coming above the Mountain-Sitting Wolf, and a fist fell!

As a Rank 3 low-grade puppet, its physique was comparable to an average Rank 3 body cultivator.

Under the terrifying fist wind, the Mountain-Sitting Wolf could only flee in embarrassment.