Chapter 596

"Oh?" Yu Jiang's face was already completely different from when he looked at the Li family earlier. His skin was light brown, the typical appearance of a South Sea cultivator. He had long known what abacus Xuwang was playing. Now that he heard this, he sat in his seat, one hand hanging on the armrest, and said casually:

"Grievances are grievances, but there is no reason to get something for nothing."

The situation in the Anhuai Heaven was unknown, and the various Early Zifu masters and Jinlian Mohe might come out at any time. Dharma Master Xuwang was smiling on the surface, but his heart was already anxious: "If we happen to run into those people coming out, everything before us will have to be returned to the game of Gao Xiu, that would be troublesome! We must not delay any longer... If this person has no excessive demands, then promise him..."

Xuwang's actions under his eyes were said to be guessing the superior's intention, but they could also be done without authorization. Xuwang had stayed at the Dharma Master level for over a hundred years, only missing that opportunity. Once Mount Bianyan Mountain was captured, not only was the breakthrough right before his eyes, but there was also great merit... at that time, it could be said that he had taken all the advantages.

But if he couldn't capture this mountain, or if someone came out of the Anhuai Heaven halfway, then he would be the one being roasted on a spit. The Buddhist positions in the north were already highly competitive. Regardless of the attitude of the Mount Qingchi Early Zifu masters, the various Eyed Lianmin would be too busy watching coldly and kicking him while he was down to protect this ambitious junior who wanted to come and share a piece of the pie.

"Only by standing out, falling into the eyes of Jinlian Mohe, and having a position of Eyed Lianmin... who wouldn't give me a smiling face when they see me?"

His strength was actually much higher than his fellow disciples, and he had long been calculating in his heart: "Li Li Xuanfeng stepping on the Huaijiang Map is not something one person can defeat. If we don't call for a siege by all the Buddhists, who can take his life? Even if Tuoba Tuoba Zhongyuan were resurrected, he would die again!"

"If all the cultivators besieged him, how much destiny would be shared? This is meaningless!"

He was ambitious. Since he couldn't go south, he wouldn't fight for Li Li Xuanfeng's life. Capturing Mount Bianyan Mountain was as important as his life, so he said: "Time is tight, Fellow Daoist, whatever requirements you have, just mention them."

Yu Jiang said solemnly: "I have a way to break Mount Bianyan Mountain, I only want a 【Shaoshang Phase Fire】."

As soon as the name of this thing came out, the man in the python robe sitting on the side raised his brows heavily. Xuwang naturally recognized this thing and walked over quickly, saying in a low voice: "This thing of West Shaoyang nature, the Great Zhao obtained a lot when it destroyed Liang. The imperial lineage is weak, the Changshi side should have seen it, please help..."

He spoke softly, and after all the good words were said, the man in the python robe finally spoke, his voice sharp and thin:

"The thing is given, it counts as the True Person's intention. Fellow Daoist Xuwang must walk his path clearly in the future!"

The situation was pressing, and Xuwang had no choice but to be submissive. He took a stone bottle and handed it to Yu Jiang. The few of them also understood that if they didn't do it, they wouldn't do it, but if they did, they had to be decisive and ruthless. They didn't say another word and flew away together at high speed.

This place was only a few hundred miles from Mount Bianyan Mountain. Passing through the rolling demonic smoke to the front of the array, the array was already surrounded by countless Buddhist and demonic cultivators, attacking the array with all their might.

This great array presented a light cyan color, and the scenery inside could not be seen, but it was extremely solid and reliable. The cultivators had besieged it for so long, and it was still bright and shining, without any sign of wavering, like a blue lotus in the rolling demonic abyss, unstained by dust.

A circle of cultivators had already surrounded the great array, and there were endless cultivators who couldn't go south and gathered here. The three of them cast their gazes toward Yu Jiang. Xuwang's heart was in his throat, and he said in a low voice: "Everything depends on Fellow Daoist's ability now."

"Bring the jade talisman!"

Yu Jiang asked, and the monk hurriedly handed over a jade talisman. It was the spell to enter and exit the great array before them, taken from an immortal cultivator. But this great array was extremely brilliant; one had to have both the person and the talisman in the record to enter, so it didn't have much use.

Yu Jiang took the jade talisman, unhurriedly, using his hand as a knife, and slashed lightly on his chest, opening his stomach and reaching in to grope around, taking out talisman artifacts one by one.

These talisman artifacts were of various shapes, clean and bright. He took out three beast-tooth long boards and placed one in front of him first.

"Welcome the Supreme Witch Three-Nine."

He placed one on each side and chanted: "Respectfully invite the Yu Zhen Six-Nine."

"Pray to the Bing-Wu One-Nine."

These three tooth boards shone together. He took a white talisman from his sleeve, closed it between his palms, aligned the tiger's mouth with his lips, breathed twice, and murmured: "Sacrifice the talisman to the whole elixir, follow the ancient method, change unpredictably... There is a person, give me an arrow, lose first and then return, which is borrowing, he comes and I go, I also borrow it..."

His words were blurred, mixed with many incantations, making it impossible for the few to hear clearly. Strange bone-cracking sounds came from his body, his brows became longer and sharper, his two eyes turned gray, and an awe-inspiring prestige radiated from between his brows, sweeping toward the few people beside him.

"Li Li Xuanfeng!"

This look scared Xuwang beside him enough to make him hurriedly retreat a step. The python-robed man even had a long whip appear in his palm. Xuwang immediately reacted and said in horror:

"Fellow Daoist has a good art of transformation! This, this, this..."

Yu Jiang's appearance as Li Li Xuanfeng was not just wearing a face; even the aura was exactly the same! Checking with spiritual sense repeatedly, it was Li Li Xuanfeng himself! If it weren't for the lack of that iconic aura on his body, the few would have thought Li Li Xuanfeng had come in person! Xuwang suddenly clapped his hands, suddenly realizing in his heart, and sighed:

"I said why Fellow Daoist specifically wanted to see Li Li Xuanfeng! It turns out it was to approach him in the guise of a South Sea cultivator, just to cast the spell at this moment... Fellow Daoist had arrangements early on... but deceived us so miserably!"

"Fellow Daoist is very sharp!"

Yu Jiang nodded, showing an appreciative look, but secretly thought: "If I were to borrow his appearance, what would I need to rely on? It was just to dispel suspicion..."

He looked at the few people coldly. Seeing that all three couldn't help but look away, he picked up the jade talisman, rose with the wind, and said softly:

"I will enter the array. While Chi Chi Zhiyan is unable to react, I will open the array gate. Everyone, keep your spirits up! Don't miss the opportunity!"

He spoke with this face, and his words had a sense of majesty. The few felt strange in their hearts and turned their heads to respond.

Yu Jiang entered the array. Only three breaths passed before he saw the blue lotus-like great array shining, flickering, and several openings appeared. A roar sounded from within:

"Who!"

"Kill!"

The sound of demons and Buddhists shook the sky instantly, and countless black clouds poured into it along the portals. Xuwang laughed loudly and shouted: "The opportunity for this old monk to attain the Dao has come!"

The blue lotus on the north bank gradually dimmed, but the bright light on the south bank became more and more brilliant. The sky was already covered by various Buddhist lights, the sharpness of spears, staves, knives, and swords crisscrossed, and lake water splashed from the bottles, surging in the air.

The various Dharma Masters manifested their forms together. Li Li Xuanfeng was still cold and hard as iron. One hand grabbed the monk's crescent shovel, bright light climbing up and locking his body, while the other hand thrust straight in, exploding his head with a boom.

"Splash!"

The sturdy monk's blood turned into lotus flowers filling the sky with fragrance. His headless body was full of cracks, and he didn't even want his magic artifact, hurriedly driving the wind to fall downward, only rejoicing that Li Li Xuanfeng had punched instead of shooting an arrow.

These two small monks used for fishing had all lost the magic bodies they had cultivated for a hundred years and fled in panic. The fourteen Dharma Masters in the air who were specifically targeting him finally took the opportunity to step forward, their faces angry, shouting:

"Bold demon, how dare you be so presumptuous!"

"Boom!"

Many magic artifacts fell together, emitting violent roaring sounds. Knives, spears, axes, and staves struck in one place, flashing with light that made people's eyes dizzy. The sharpness of metal and the colorful light of the Buddhist cultivators intertwined, all blocked by a golden bow.

"Heh..."

Li Li Xuanfeng's figure sank, and his aura finally stalled, a little blood appearing at the corner of his mouth. The bright light beneath his feet rose, the mystery of the Huaijiang Map operated, and he had already escaped from the encirclement of ten or so people, manifesting his form on another pass, the immortal bow showing its edge.

"Clang!"

A sword light jumped up fiercely from below. Si Si Yuanli raised his sword essence, but two Dharma Masters specifically broke away from the crowd, each holding a bottle for storing sharpness, suppressing him.

These two bottles had peculiar shapes, not for spraying, but for storing, clearly specifically targeting this type of sword cultivator. In the blink of an eye, they swallowed all the sword aura, emitting a metallic friction sound.

'【Songbai Quanyuan Sword Technique】!'

Si Si Yuanli's cyan sword turned, dancing with points of ethereal sword brilliance. Although the two people before him were clearly targeting sword cultivators, he was not an ordinary character either, not afraid at all, manifesting countless ethereal sword lights in his hand, vast and mighty.

He circled the two golden-bodied Dharma Masters before him, his expression calm, his sword technique becoming more and more handy, taking the opportunity to observe the situation of the entire riverbank.

There were many Foundation Establishment cultivators on the north bank below. Li Li Qinghong caught thunder and lightning, the most dazzling. Li Li Ximing held the Ming Pass, suppressing several people. Li Li Xizhi's magic spells were agile, playing with the cultivators in the palm of his hand, all with extraordinary means, making him secretly shocked: "Now the Li family already has the prestige of the former Xiao family. Li Li Ximing can compare to Xiao Xiao Yuansi, while Li Li Qinghong is a figure of Yuan Yuan Chengdun's level... Li Li Xizhi is also in the sect, but his means and schemes are fiercer than Xiao Xiao Yuansi..."

He had grown up in the sect's struggles and always thought about things from the perspective of factional struggles. Now his first reaction was still these. The more he thought, the more surprised he was, secretly saying: "I don't know if Chi Buzhi has fallen. Now that our family has made such a plan, we will definitely offend the Chi family in the future. Since we have already taken this step, the Li family must be drawn in as support..."

All the cultivators had to deal with enemies, and only he had the opportunity to come and help Li Li Xuanfeng, observing more carefully, but most of his attention was still focused on Li Li Xuanfeng.

"Brother Li Xuanfeng..."

The man in white-gold armor had circles of bright light spreading behind him, pushing away the surging spiritual bottle water. The immortal bow in his hand was pulled to a full moon, golden light flickering.

The Buddhist light at the other end seemed to want to dye the sky colorful. Twelve Buddhist Dharma Masters sat down one after another, their voices uniform, buzzing in the air: "【Hui Xu Subduing Demon Great Array】!"

With the sound of an ethereal and void bell, deep golden patterns condensed into a huge array in the air along with colorful brilliance. The various Dharma Masters fell into their corresponding array positions, their magic artifacts even more brilliant, their prestige terrifying.

The twelve Buddhist cultivators were majestic, emitting bursts of fragrance, like saviors of the world, subduing demons: "Bold monster! Let you taste the subduing demon method of our righteous sect!"

Except for the two who targeted Si Si Yuanli at the beginning, the twelve Buddhist Dharma Masters before him formed an array, standing in opposition to Li Li Xuanfeng. Seeing Li Li Xuanfeng's golden bow bright, the cultivators shouted in unison:

"Command!"

Thus, the six Dharma Masters in the odd positions shook in unison, each holding their magic artifacts, whether bottles, rings, mirrors, or towers, releasing brilliance together.

The golden-patterned bottle poured out lake water, flying and surging from the bottle mouth. The brilliance of the golden mirror burned gold and turned stone into ash, shining scorching hot into his eyes. The high tower stood in the void, blocking the bright light of the 【Huaijiang Map】, and the remaining three golden rings stacked in the air, waiting in strict formation, ready to receive his arrows.

The patterns on Li Li Xuanfeng's face were bright and majestic, the bright light on his body blocking the river water before him. He closed his eyes cleanly and neatly, the 【Heavenly Gold Armor】 crawling onto his face, blocking the mirror light coming toward him, and loosened his hand.

"Clang!"

This loud sound was like a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting, spreading across the entire riverbank. A profound arrow was tightly trapped by the three golden rings, emitting a sharp sound that made ordinary people's eardrums burst.

But before the profound arrow could be worn away or the golden rings could be broken and reduced, another loud shout followed, but it was the six Dharma Masters in the even positions stepping forward with knives, spears, staves, and clubs, shouting:

"Hey!"

This sound exploded in the air like waves, and the six people's magic artifacts swung out, swords and knives sharp, spears and halberds fierce, staves and clubs sweeping, crossing the void and fiercely striking at Li Li Xuanfeng.

"Clang!"

These three sounds made the entire riverbank lose its voice in unison. Li Li Qinghong, who was jumping with purple thunder, had her thunder pause, and the demonic cultivators before her were almost shaken off their escape lights by this thunder sound.

Li Li Ximing held the Ming Pass to smash people, which didn't require much concentration, so he was still okay. On the contrary, the few cultivators he suppressed couldn't take it, while Li Li Xizhi stumbled, his magic spell was interrupted, and he ate a beam of magic light from the demonic cultivator before him, spitting out blood dully.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators were still okay, just having their aura stall in unison, but the Qi Refining and fetal breath cultivators had blood spraying from their ears, and nearly half were deaf, and a small portion fell down, rolling back and forth.

For a time, the two sides of the riverbank were extremely chaotic. I don't know how many magic artifacts fell in mid-air. You look at me, I look at you, and the crowd had to bite the bullet and pick up their magic artifacts to fight again.

"Boom!"

Blood flowers fell like rain, floating in the dark and heavy smoke.

On this dark and bloody ground, small figures fell down, but a pair of eyes raised fiercely, filled with bloodshot eyes, staring straight at the sky.

This person's appearance was gentle and elegant, but his clothes were extremely embarrassed, and he had long since turned white, showing a decadent old age. He didn't look at the twelve Buddhist cultivators shining with colorful light, nor did he look at Li Li Xuanfeng, who was like a god descending to earth, but stared straight at a certain place in the sky.

Those blood-filled pupils bulged, as if they were about to jump out of their sockets, destroying his elegant and noble temperament completely. He stared at the elegant and outstanding sword-wielding person in the sky without moving.

Even though he was stabbed by the Buddhist Dharma sound and his ears were spraying blood, and his eyes were about to melt by the bright brilliance, he still stared at Si Si Yuanli, his lips with half his teeth broken trembling, like a cuckoo crying blood:

"It's you... so it was you!"