Chapter 477: The Defeat of the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun
"What kind of spell and supernatural power is this?"
"Flora and wood supernatural power? It looks like the handiwork of the ancient Green Emperor!"
"This white fox has six tails on its fan-like tail, white with a hint of red. Its abilities are quite extraordinary; it looks somewhat like a descendant of Jun Niangniang Yao Hua from back in the day!"
"Jun Niangniang Yao Hua actually has descendants?"
"It really should be a descendant of Jun Niangniang Yao Hua." An immortal nodded and looked into the distance. "This Daoist Master Lin is so skilled in combat, and with the descendant of Jun Niangniang Yao Hua, the two of them coordinate so tacitly; I fear the Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun will be defeated here today."
Many immortals exclaimed in admiration, yet they also nodded one after another.
A Daoist Master defeating a Husheng Husheng Zhenjun—such things are rarely seen.
The divine officials of both sides in the distance were even more shocked.
At the same time, the Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun also began to feel that things were not looking good.
That Mountain-Moving Mirror flashed once every instant, nine rays merging into one each time; in the blink of an eye, it had already pierced through him a dozen times.
"Hmph!"
Ignoring the pain, the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun raised his great halberd, which transformed into a bolt of lightning, and flew toward the Daoist.
Yet he saw the Daoist put down the mirror and open his mouth to exhale.
A spring breeze blew toward his face!
The Husheng Husheng Zhenjun instantly dodged to the left, shifting a hundred feet away in one move. As he turned sideways, he could almost feel that spring breeze brushing past his face. It contained infinite vitality and endless mystery, passing over him and rushing toward the mountain behind him that had already entered autumn.
"Die!"
Silver light shot toward his face; the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun did not block it, instead suddenly accelerating.
Yet he did not expect two six-tailed white foxes to appear in front, one on the left and one on the right, spitting black smoke from their mouths. It had no other effect than to obstruct his vision.
Amidst the hurricane filling the sky, the black smoke did not last long and was blown away in an instant. Under the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun's speed, the range of the black smoke was not large; in a flash, the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun flew out of it and crashed into the endless hurricane between heaven and earth. But when he looked up, the Daoist in front had disappeared again.
Where did he go?
The Husheng Husheng Zhenjun knew he was riding the wind to escape, so he stood in the hurricane and looked in the direction of the wind. But at this moment, he suddenly detected a trace of mystery and vitality within the hurricane.
"Not good!"
It turned out that this hurricane was swirling back, rolling that spring breeze from just a moment ago back again, blowing it fully onto his body.
What a crafty and cunning Daoist!
"Ah!"
Even though the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun had the ability to break and then reconnect, he could not help but let out a miserable shriek.
His body shook, shattering the fresh flowers and grass stems all over him. The Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun reached out with his other hand and pulled out an object.
"Let's see how you borrow the wind now!"
That was a great seal, captured from the Jun Niangniang Mother of the West.
The Husheng Husheng Zhenjun did not hesitate, holding the great seal and stamping it toward the empty air in front of him.
"Hum..."
There was clearly nothing in front of him, but when the great seal stamped down, a clear sound rang out. Spiritual light constructed ancient and mysterious characters, blooming from the air, and heaven and earth obeyed the decree.
No matter how strong the hurricane was, it ceased in an instant.
At the same time, the lightning on the great halberd in the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun's hand also vanished.
This piece of heaven and earth suddenly became incomparably quiet.
The Husheng Husheng Zhenjun's gaze swept across, capturing the Daoist's figure, while simultaneously seeing two six-tailed white foxes stepping through the air on the left and right in the gloomy sky, rushing toward him at a fast pace.
*Swish! *
The Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun pulled out the precious sword at his waist again and threw it toward the white fox on the left. Simultaneously, he brandished his great halberd, hacking out a mountain-splitting force toward the white fox on the right. Then, without even looking, he transformed into divine light, carrying the roar of thunder, and charged straight toward the Daoist's figure in the distance.
The two white foxes on the left and right suddenly changed direction to dodge.
The white fox on the left clearly reacted more slowly and was cut in two by the precious sword. The white fox on the right reacted faster, but it also had one of its tails severed by the force.
However, the white fox on the left actually turned into two, while the white fox on the right shook its body, and that severed tail grew back.
The two white foxes became three, all spitting smoke together.
There was no wind between heaven and earth, so the black smoke did not dissipate so easily; instead, it gathered into a mass, turning into black clouds in the sky.
The onlookers also lost sight of them.
Just in the blink of an eye—
"Swish!"
From the black clouds, a Husheng Husheng Zhenjun holding a halberd rushed out, followed by two six-tailed white foxes blocking his path, spitting black smoke, even trailing black smoke behind them as if they had formed tails.
A sharp whistling sound came from the air! Twelve flying swords and two long swords flew in from above, below, left, and right of the six-tailed white foxes, surrounding the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun. They were as fast as bolts of lightning, striking his body with a clanging sound!
Immediately after, the two white foxes suddenly moved aside.
"Jiong, jiong, jiong!"
Rays of silver light shot over immediately.
Following the direction of the silver light, the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun found the Daoist, but saw the Daoist point a finger at him—
Not good!
Sure enough! The great halberd in his hand transformed into a python and a flood dragon once again!
There was no thunder here now.
The Husheng Husheng Zhenjun used his armored divine body to forcefully resist the flying swords, grabbing the flood dragon and python to brandish and shatter the silver light, gritting his teeth as he pushed forward.
The Daoist pointed a finger again—
These fresh flowers all over his body not only absorbed his vitality, his divine power, and his essence, but also damaged his Daoist cultivation!
After several rounds of this, the silver divine armor all over the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun's body was incomplete and tattered; some armor parts had even fallen off, and his snow-white cloak had become like rotten rags.
By the time the great halberd changed back, because it had bloomed several times, its spiritual aura was too diminished, damaging its foundation, and it had blocked many silver lights, so cracks had already appeared on it.
The Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun felt more and more that things were not looking good.
If this continued, wouldn't he get weaker the more he fought?
"Are you lot still not going to make a move?"
The Husheng Husheng Zhenjun looked up and shouted toward the sky.
A "Yes" came from within the clouds; the two divine generals, Wind-Avoiding and Cloud-Avoiding, led dozens of personal guards and immediately flew down to assist.
"Hmph! Using celestial soldiers for a private fight between gods—even if you win, when the Heavenly Venerable comes to his senses, he will hold you accountable!"
Lin Jue let out a cold snort, yet he was not afraid.
Gazing at the divine lights flying over like meteors, he first pointed a finger—
Mountain Pressing Down!
The two divine generals, Wind-Avoiding and Cloud-Avoiding, along with a dozen lower-level divine generals and dozens of celestial soldiers, had originally flown close to Lin Jue, but suddenly, as if pressed by a mountain, they immediately fell vertically downward.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Large pits were smashed into the mountain below.
Lin Jue reached out and pulled out a handful of beans, throwing them casually.
"Everyone, eliminate the evil for me!"
The beans fell from the clouds, growing larger while still in the air, transforming into tall and fierce armored warriors, among whom was a twelve-zhang-tall armored giant.
There was another series of rumbling sounds in the mountain.
The armored warriors and the Long Bo giant stood firm and immediately went to find those celestial soldiers and divine generals to fight them one-on-one.
Further away, the divine generals under the command of Yili Shenjun Kuniang were not idle either, transforming into streams of light to fly over and assist.
The fighting of gods in the mountain startled many beasts and birds.
High up in the sky, Lin Jue had already taken out the "Mysterious Turtle Heavenly Bell" given to him by Lord Kuniang.
He threw it into the sky—
The high-arched turtle shell looked like a bell, immediately growing larger. At first, one could still see the earthy yellow phantom, but soon it became so large it could no longer be seen. It landed with a *dong* sound, covering a vast expanse of heaven and earth.
Not only was the Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun covered inside, but the immortals watching from afar were also covered inside. Not only was the Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun surprised, but those immortals were also incomparably shocked.
Once this object appeared! This was now a fight to the death!
The Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun had not expected that the Daoist would really want to keep him here. The immortals and divine officials in the distance had also not expected that this Daoist Master, who had just achieved the Dao, would be prepared to fight this Husheng Husheng Zhenjun to the death and kill him here during their first encounter.
That was one of the Four Sages of the Dharma Protectors under the Heavenly Venerable!
If he were to fall, it would be a major event for the Three Realms!
One could see flying swords transforming into streams of light in the air, piercing the sky and attacking the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun, only to be knocked away one after another by the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun brandishing the great halberd in his hand. The flying swords and long swords spun and fell in all directions, only to shoot back continuously from all directions.
"Why aren't you using your body to forcefully resist anymore?"
"Are you afraid!?"
The sword light stopped, and there were rays of silver light again!
This time, it did not last long before Lin Jue put away the Mountain-Moving Mirror; this thing consumed too much magical power, and he could no longer bear it.
However, the Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun had suffered far greater losses than himself.
And what he had lost also included his Daoist cultivation.
Seeing the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun in front defending against a dozen flying swords with one person and one halberd with ease, he immediately shouted.
"Freeze!"
The Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun's movements paused.
He was frozen for less than a tenth of a blink of an eye.
Just in that tenth, several flying swords bypassed the great halberd and pierced into his chest and back; there was no armor to protect him here now.
"Ah!!"
The Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun simply held the halberd with one hand, summoned the precious sword with the other, and while charging toward Lin Jue, brandished both hands.
Two foxes accompanied him by his side, and one walked on his head.
The flying swords and long swords all followed his movements.
"Puff!"
A long sword severed the hand holding the sword!
The arm and the precious sword both fell from the sky!
In the next instant, his arm had already grown back, without bracers or sleeves, a bare arm with bulging muscles. With a reach, the precious sword flew over again.
The three foxes spat golden flames at him simultaneously.
But the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun forcefully withstood the solar spiritual fire of the three foxes, forcefully withstood the attacks of the twelve flying swords and two long swords, chased after Lin Jue, and stabbed out with a sword, piercing Lin Jue's chest.
A large tree below was pierced through the heart!
A huge six-tailed white fox lunged fiercely, knocking the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun flying.
The Husheng Husheng Zhenjun steadied his figure, directly slashed the white fox into fly ash with a halberd, transformed into divine light again, and charged toward Lin Jue, the great halberd bringing divine light as it slashed diagonally downward.
A patch of trees in the mountain below collapsed!
Spells in the world generate and restrain each other, with infinite mystery. The Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun used the Wind-Stopping Thunder Seal to stop Lin Jue's wind, making it difficult for him to escape, but he also cut off the divine thunder that restrained his own "Disaster-Sending."
"Awoo!"
Two white foxes rushed over from left and right, directly biting the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun's hands, pulling to the left and right, wrestling with the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun.
*Woo, woo, woo! * Two long swords spun and broke through the air!
"Puff, puff!"
Both of the Husheng Husheng Zhenjun's arms were severed, only to grow back in the next instant.
He opened his five fingers, wanting to summon the precious sword and great halberd again, but there was no response. Turning his head to look, he saw that the precious sword had already turned into a white jade flood dragon, swimming away from the mountain, while his great halberd, upon landing, had actually been unable to withstand such fierce fighting and had broken into two pieces.
Such fighting made the divine officials and immortals in the distance feel heart-pounding.
And this Husheng Husheng Zhenjun was actually becoming more and more fierce, simply fighting the two foxes and a dozen flying swords and long swords with his bare hands.
One could see him fly forward, punch down, and smash the six-tailed white fox, which was many times larger than him, from the air into the mountain. With eyes flashing golden light, *boom*, he knocked the fox's clone flying dozens of zhang away! If a flying sword pierced his eyes, he would grab it and pull it out; if a flying sword severed his arm, he would grow it back again; sometimes he even grabbed these flying swords and long swords with his bare hands to use as weapons!
The clanging sounds of fierce fighting in the air were endless!
However, when a Husheng Husheng Zhenjun warrior loses his weapon, how much difference is there from an immortal or Daoist losing their magical power?
This battlefield became more and more tragic, making people feel alarmed!
The Saint-Protecting Husheng Husheng Zhenjun did not know how many times his arms had been severed by long swords, or even his head chopped off, or his chest pierced through; he grew them back and repaired them within a short time.
He did not know how many times fresh flowers had bloomed all over his body, only to be shattered by his divine power, his divine blood sprinkling the whole sky.
It was just that the time for breaking and reconnecting was getting longer and longer.
The Husheng Husheng Zhenjun's divine power was also getting weaker and weaker.
The Daoist opposite him had also suffered not-light injuries, but his heart was as firm as iron. He did not get carried away, kept his distance, and showed no mercy, constantly blooming flowers on his body and constantly controlling flying swords to slash him! He did not know how many severed arms and legs had fallen from the sky, and over a dozen heads had fallen down, so much so that this famous Husheng Husheng Zhenjun was left with only tattered divine clothing covering his torso, while everywhere else was newly grown and bare, so much so that even the flying swords had been notched.
Such a scene even made some immortals who cultivated in purity unwilling to watch more. ===== CHAPTER 478 =====
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