Chapter 881: Sword Levels Three Heads

"It's just that these guys are not good at magic weapons. Although their bodies are strong, they have no soldiers in their hands. Fighting with them... can't be considered too difficult."

Guan Gongxiao couldn't possibly not know the strengths and weaknesses of his own orthodoxy. I am afraid that he knew early on that the Du Wei path was not easy to deal with the Release cultivators. Now that Li Ximing asked, he said it very clearly.

"Spells are eliminated... I haven't heard that Ye Huai has as many spells as Chang Xi. It's just that he has a pair of spirit tools on his body, which can make fire and thunder. Du Wei Du Wei... it is often said to be the method of ghosts, gods, mountains, and spirits. It is not right with Release methods, and it is normal to be weak."

As soon as he finished speaking, the cultivators of the Du Xian Dao were already terrified and leaned over. The one who led was the swordsman Gongsun Bafan. He bowed to the front and said respectfully:

"Seen True Person."

Li Ximing looked at him and asked:

"How is the Song family?"

Mentioning the Song family, it is nothing more than that Song Yunbai, who is the highest cultivation among the lovers of the adult. Guan Gongxiao's expression was dim, and he replied in a low voice: "Reporting to the True Person, he has been picked up by a True Person. I don't know his appearance, just look at his clothes, the clogs on his feet, I guess... he is a cultivator in 【Qi Ze】 in the south of Wu Country."

The Song family is a supporter of Du Xian. But being picked up silently is definitely not a good thing. Like the Fei family of Wangyue Lake, Fei Qingya, who had no big relationship, left, and Li Ximing wanted to throw the whole Fei family to Huyi Mountain. Not to mention Song Yunbai is one of the top speakers of the Song family! And Qi Ze, as the first big swamp in the south, most of the cultivators rely on the nose of 【Chang Huaishan】, only a few True Persons and that sword immortal who snatched the tomb are loose cultivators, mostly hanging on the first hegemon of Wu Country 【Chang Huaishan】!

'This Chang Huaishan is stronger than the Golden Feather Sect... The geography is even more partial to one corner and hegemony, calling itself the Chang Huai orthodoxy, and all subordinates serve Chang Huai as the correct sect. No wonder he is drumming in his heart.'

Li Ximing watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, just listened casually, and then saw several streams of light rushing through the air.

The leader was naturally Senior Kuiqi, the leader of the Great Xiu Kui View now, with a long face and trimmed eyebrows, still wearing that black robe, with a black rope magic weapon hanging at his waist, and a 【Great He Kui Bronze Sword】 with cyan traces.

Traveling with him was Ting Lan, who had been healing for many years. She looked good, frowning and saying something, it seemed that the occasion was formal, no longer wearing her favorite autumn yellow robe, but a purple dress, holding 【Purple Seat Mu Ling Pavilion】 in her hand.

Behind her, on one side was naturally Daoist Daoist Houfu with a cloth bag at his waist, who had friendship with him overseas, nodded from afar, and on the other side was Ning Wan, who was soft and moving, holding 【Great Snow Absolute Edge】.

The four True Persons who walked in Jiangnan were exactly these four, not counting those who didn't like to appear or didn't want to appear, they could already decide the life and death of most of the Yue Country.

Guan Gongxiao bowed down and didn't dare to raise his head, the cultivators on the left and right were almost paralyzed, Chi Luo in the Grand Void naturally escaped early, Li Ximing ordered casually:

"Guard on the west side with your people, wait for the south to fight, the people on the lake go north, you and others also lead the soldiers, come over to the west."

"Yes."

The two responded in unison, bowed and retreated. Li Ximing couldn't care about more arrangements, drove the light and rose, first bowed: "Really thank you fellow Daoists!"

The four True Persons returned the salute separately. Senior Kuiqi's behavior was the most generous, one hand forward, made a gesture of please, and said loudly:

"Zhao Jing is polite, let's go together, can't let the Seven Phases stop for too long, dirtying the land of Jiangbei."

Li Ximing thanked, took a step, went forward together, saw Ning Wan holding 【Great Snow Absolute Edge】 with the scene of Xuan Xue Tai Yin rising, secretly sighed:

'Jiangnan sword cultivator, I am afraid that touching this sword is worth dying for...'

Daoist Daoist Houfu saw him looking at 【Great Snow Absolute Edge】, only laughed: "This sword is unique in the world. Except for True Person Dong Hua's 【Bi Li】, it only points to this one. Compared with it, the long saber 【Blood Building】 that Situ Huo wishes to sleep on as a pillow is broken copper and iron, and Guo Shentong's 【Ju Bo Tao】 also has to fall into the lower wind, inferior by three layers." 【881-

The crowd of Zifu cultivators drove their divine abilities forward. Senior Kuiqi listened to the idle chatter of True Person Daoist Daoist Houfu, his tone relaxed, yet one hand pressed against his sword, rubbing it as he sighed:

"It cannot compare!"

Although True Person Daoist Daoist Houfu seemed very leisurely while chatting, Li Ximing still detected Senior Kuiqi's faint hesitation; he seemed somewhat anxious, worried about something.

"After all... what we must face are the 【Zhelu】 and 【Taixi】 of the Void, and Great Desire at least has 【Pijia】 and 【Nuzi】 present. Although I do not know how much the Buddhist side lost in the previous struggle, and how many remain now, there is still the Zifu of the Helian family on the side... and that is not counting the Lianmin within the Buddhist lands."

Although the strength of the Lianmin is inferior to Zifu, three or five gathered together is troublesome enough. Not to mention that hidden inside are two or three under the Golden Lotus seat who know some spells and have some experience fighting against immortal cultivators; that is even more troublesome.

He followed the few people forward, and soon saw the radiance of the Buddhist lands in the sky. On Tangdao Mountain, golden clouds gathered, and meta-magnetic light flickered.

This mountain was already towering into the clouds, with craggy rocks. He saw two massive golden statues standing tall: one covered in ten thousand eyes, terrifying to the extreme; the other with twelve arms and three heads, surrounded by colorful light, eyes like Lingyun stars flickering with brilliance, hands like suspended mountain peaks, colorful clouds swirling—truly as large as a mountain.

These two golden bodies were only a head shorter than the highest peak, using this Tangdao Shanfeng as a high-backed immortal seat, sitting steadily in front. One faced west, one faced east, and the sides were filled with Lianmin. Under the reflection of the thick colorful light, it was very magnificent.

The True Persons were no larger than ants before these golden bodies, yet they caused the colorful clouds passing through this place to pause. Lianmin lying or standing on both sides immediately rose on the wind, arrived nearby, and pressed their hands together.

"True Persons, you actually have the leisure to visit our 【Great Yuan Light Hidden Temple】!"

Li Ximing saw at a glance that the two on the sides were the sixth-generation 【Zhelu】 presiding over the Void Buddhist land, and the fifth-generation 【Pijia】 of the Great Desire Path! These two Mahas were no strangers; back when they ambushed Tinglan and Qiuhu, these two Mahas were the main force, and it was only by relying on True Person Ling Mei of the Sword Gate that they were forced back. To have the two of them personally guard it... it seems that after Void and Great Desire conferred, the 【Great Yuan Light Hidden Temple】 established on this mountain is indeed of utmost importance! True Person Senior Kuiqi's expression was displeased. Seeing the two Mahas in the mountain putting on airs and saying nothing, only sending a Lianmin over, he naturally felt anger in his heart and said coldly:

"Northern Buddhism occupies Tangdao Mountain and transforms into this giant body appearance; do you intend to cross the mountain and come to Baijiang Creek?"

"Back then, the True Lord wielded his sword and almost beheaded the Desire Sea Maha Liangli, making a three-hundred-year vow not to cross the river. Do you intend to violate it now?"

Li Ximing understood clearly: 【Pijia】 and 【Zhelu】 are different; they are not the primary figures. Behind them is the Desire Sea Maha Liangli who presides over the Buddhist land, whose cultivation is likely even higher...

"So he was beheaded by True Lord Shangyuan."

Speaking of this, Pijia appeared very indifferent. The twelve arms behind him stretched out, and his voice buzzed:

"My Great Desire Liangli sought instruction from Yu Zhen and benefited greatly. I am very grateful and naturally will not violate the vow. It is just that Void is heading south, and I have come to assist a little."

Li Ximing secretly recited: "I have never heard of this matter... Could it be because the Great Desire Dharma Body once took action to protect someone?"

He hesitated slightly. This guess was highly probable. After all, True Lord Shangyuan was the Yu Zhen Sword Immortal. Those who died at his hands were mostly truly dead. It was not impossible that the Dharma Body was moved to save them. And once the Dharma Body saved them, even if someone saw it, it was possible that the influence was dissipated. True Lord Shangyuan was even less of a person who liked to boast...

Senior Kuiqi could not be bothered to entangle with him and just pressed his sword, saying: "There is nothing to talk about. The Golden Feather Sect cannot manage Tangdao Mountain, but Baijiang Creek is the territory of our Immortal Path. If you must cross the river, we shall see today."

Then he heard 【Zhelu】 in the mountain finally speak, his thousand eyes blinking, his voice eerie: "【Great Snow Absolute Shanfeng】 has heaven-shaking power and is truly formidable. It is even more formidable in the hands of Ling Mei, but the matter of Baijiang Creek will not be clear until we fight."

"As for you, little girl, I am afraid this is not your true body!"

His tone suddenly pointed to Tinglan! "Your sect's 【Crossing Migration Order】... my Buddhism has seen it before!"

If Tinglan was truly a transformation of the 【Crossing Migration Order】 and her injuries had not yet healed, then one less person would be present...

Once these words were spoken, Li Ximing knew that this matter could not end well. Tinglan on the side seemed not to hear, smiling as she looked at him. Then, the sky was filled with flashing radiance, and two more golden bodies appeared in the sky on both sides!

【Taixi】 and 【Nuzi】! Everything was far from over. Rolling evil energy rose from the earth, earth flames erupted, rose up, and shuttled through the air, soon transforming into a middle-aged man wearing pure white feathered clothes and adorned with glaze.

This man had a handsome appearance and held a long-handled oar-blade that was pitch black. It looked like a blade but was not a blade, like a spear but not a spear. The snow-white feathered clothes on his body fluttered in the wind. His hair was disheveled, and he wore eighteen glazed beads at his waist. He raised his eyes and smiled: "Seeing the appearance of the Southerners, it is nothing more than this!"

Li Ximing only had to look at his appearance to know that he was someone skilled in artifact arts. He heard Ning Wan on the side sigh:

"Helian Wumeng."

The sky was filled with Buddhist demons, majestic and awe-inspiring. The Sun Orthodoxy side, however, reacted indifferently. The first few True Persons were fine, at least they were watching. Daoist Daoist Houfu just lowered his head, appreciating the evil energy under his feet.

What was strange was that although the people opposite had great momentum, no one rushed to the front either. Only a few Lianmin flew up, preparing to form a formation to meet the enemy, perhaps also waiting for Ling Mei.

Senior Kuiqi looked at the golden body from afar, turned slightly, and revealed Ning Wan behind him.

Then he saw the Taixu Cave ring. Ning Wan stood holding her sword, and a man appeared in front of her.

This man was eight feet tall, thin and upright. His robes were black and white. At his waist was only a gourd. His brow bones were full and sharp. His beard and hair were neatly tied into a crown. His hands were behind his back, and his eyes under his brows were calm, staring at the golden body.

His temperament was not outstanding. If it weren't for the thick radiance of divine ability on his body, he would look like a village teacher. But once he stood in front of everyone, all the Sun direct descendants bowed together and said respectfully: "Welcome, Great True Person!"

This person was exactly Great True Person Xiukui, a figure from the same era as Zipei and Qingchi Sanyuan, and a Sword Immortal known for his fighting skills, Lord Lord Louxing!

Back then, the Sun Orthodoxy had many brilliant stars, with Qingchi Sanyuan standing together and two Zis shining together. And this True Person Lord Lord Louxing, even at that time, was famous for being skilled in fighting! You must know that even the Ziqi Orthodoxy, which was not skilled in fighting but famous for its Dao practice, could still make the Buddhist cultivators retreat three times before True Person Zipei died. Not to mention this one in front of us?!

For a time, the clouds and energy of heaven and earth were blocked, and the colorful light and treasure light paused. Helian Wumeng was wary and extinguished his evil fire, and Taixi and Nuzi were terrified and stopped their transformations. Seeing that fair hand gripping the sword, no one dared to move first.

"He is here! He has personally come to the door! It hasn't even started fighting yet... Not a single piece of land in the north has been lost, it's just a Tangjin Sect, and the Sun Orthodoxy has invited the Sword Immortal out?!"

This Sword Immortal raised his brows and lifted his gaze. The momentum of his whole body changed drastically. His spiritual sense had long locked onto the cultivators, like Mount Tai pressing down, towering and unshakable. His voice was calm:

"You have wanted me to come to the north for a long time..."

He held 【Great Snow Absolute Shanfeng】, seemingly feeling it carefully: "This monk is right; it will not be clear until we fight. I have long known that you were forcing me to appear. Since that is the case, you must pay the price for my appearance."

Once these words were spoken, Zhelu on the mountain immediately bristled. He didn't care about the sense of crisis that he would be slashed if he moved. His brilliant light bloomed, and a thousand hands and a thousand eyes released pink light together. The others saw that someone was taking the disaster, so they felt as if they had been granted amnesty. Who would care about him? One by one, they turned and ran!

But the Sword Immortal moved his sword in an instant.

The sharp and drifting snow sword momentum soared into the sky. The patterns of Profound Snow Taiyin rising into the universe and the scene of autumn passing and winter coming, heaven and earth intersecting, emerged together. After several hundred years, Great Snow Absolute Shanfeng finally displayed the peak of the combination of divine mystery and sword intent in front of the cultivators. Lord Lord Louxing's sword path and cultivation pushed its range to the widest! "Unless Jingzhan and Murong Xia are here, otherwise who can not vomit blood or despair in front of this sword!"

This falling snow drifted and echoed with his divine ability that had reached the extreme. In an instant, all the cultivators present were suppressed together, and they couldn't even open the Taixu. This terrified the thousand-eyed Maha, the sixth-generation Zhelu, who flew up on the spot, but suddenly froze in place.

Although this sword light was sharp and poked cracks in his Dharma body, it was not aimed at him! Instead, Pijia, who was about to leave on the side, didn't even have time to change his expression, let alone defend. Looking at the terrifying sword light that was rapidly enlarging in front of him and locking his soul and Dharma body, he was terrified to the bottom of his heart: "Ah?"

In the sky, wind and clouds thundered. After one sword fell, several Mahas and that demon head were finally able to hook onto the Taixu. The thousand-eyed Maha on the mountain finally found a chance to survive. How could he still help? Naturally, it was "dead bald donkey, not dead poor monk." He immediately released infinite phantom colors and fled instantly.

And the sword intent was like light. The Lianmin who were unfortunately blocking the path of the sword energy died instantly, turning into ashes.

"Crack..."

Immediately following were the Maha's trump cards and treasures being smashed to pieces. The ears were filled with the sound of glaze shattering from the Taixu, vibrating endlessly, rising and falling.

In an instant, the pink light and sword light disappeared together, the cold moon light was collected, the Maha's main body disappeared, and the Sword Immortal also drifted away without a trace. The sky was filled with colorful pink rain, and three huge heads fell with rolling smoke and dust, smashing toward the ground in the flickering meta-magnetic light, covering the sky and sun, treasure light like stars, black energy like night!

The dozen or so Lianmin around had not yet reacted and were suppressed on the spot by the falling snow, contrasting with the falling heads like meteorites rolling with flames. Li Ximing drove his light forward and heard Senior Kuiqi shout sharply:

"Take this good opportunity!"

Although the Maha had left, there were still Lianmin in the sky suppressed by the sword light and unable to escape!

Although Li Ximing did not know where Pijia and that Sword Immortal had gone, Pijia had lost half his life. It was not that he couldn't see the great situation in front of him. Was Lord Lord Louxing just killing someone? This sword did not restrain its power and concentrate it on one point, but dispersed the sword power and took the opportunity to suppress the entire Tangdao Mountain. Wasn't it just for such a situation?!

He was overjoyed: "Killing one now is reducing the pressure of the future!"

Almost as soon as these words fell, Tinglan's incarnation in the sky dissipated. Instead, her true body appeared at the highest point of the horizon, her dress fluttering, holding a small gray-white pot in her hand.

【Shangxiang Pot】! The lid of the pot opened early, and a group of light flames immediately jumped out. The two-instrument colors of cyan and blue shone together. The 【Boundless Water and Fire】, which had been planned for a long time, poured down, turning into a sky full of fire rain.

【Boundless Water and Fire】 is exactly the special spiritual fire that cuts off the Taixu! Blessed by the 【Shangxiang Pot】, I don't know how long it had been accumulating in the Taixu. In an instant, it released thousands of fire lights, almost falling on the heads of every Lianmin.

But 【Boundless Water and Fire】 is ultimately a spiritual fire and does not win quickly. Even with the blessing of the spiritual artifact, it was still a step slower than the Zifu-level speed. The range of the Taixu shattering expanded rapidly. The four Sun direct descendants took action together at this time, purple pavilions rising into the void, white snow fluttering, black ropes binding, and radiance falling! "Boom!"

Li Ximing's "Yetian Gate" carried rolling radiance and descended from the sky. Taking advantage of this great opportunity, it fell with a bang onto a golden pavilion at the foot of Tangdao Mountain! Three Lianmin were originally sitting cross-legged there, suppressed by the terror of 【Great Snow Absolute Shanfeng】, and only managed to fly up. Only one four-armed, two-headed one, who was more powerful and further away, barely managed to move out of the way.

"Boom!"

Purple flames and heavenly light shone together. The other two didn't even have time to move and were suppressed under this heavenly gate at the same time, causing bright flames to rise, causing the ground to explode and the cliffs on both sides to collapse and slide down.

This four-armed, two-headed Lianmin on the side finally reacted to the sudden change and narrowly avoided this heavenly gate, suddenly feeling a chill all over his body: "If I am suppressed by him at this time, my Dharma body will definitely not be saved!"

But the desperate thing was far from over. His movement barely avoided the heavenly gate, but he had no time to hide in the Taixu. The two-instrument colors of cyan and blue had arrived in front of him.

"Senior Brother Huakong!"

Following the loud reminder of the two junior brothers in the formation, all traces of the Taixu in the spiritual sense of the four-armed, two-headed Lianmin disappeared with the arrival of this flame...

"Damn it... it's this Boundless Water and Fire again!"

The power of Boundless Water and Fire was too dispersed, and it exhausted most of its power after flying over. In fact, it was no longer a threat to Huakong, but the difficulty was that this thing cut off the Taixu, which was really disgusting! Fortunately, Huakong still knew two spells. He pressed his two palms against his chest in an emergency and immediately turned into three golden body phantoms on the spot, lifelike, with exactly the same behavior, but in different directions.

【Shangxiang Pot】 is not without the ability to distinguish the true body, but the distance is too far and the range of influence is too large, so it is beyond reach. Affected by the two bodies on the left and right, it could only pass lightly through the gap in the middle and drift away.

This Huakong Lianmin felt a heat on his face, but there was no joy in his heart. He raised his head in despair. The man in the white-gold Daoist robe had indeed abandoned the heavenly gate and had already stepped on the light to arrive in front of him. The cyan-yellow light waves rippled, and his originally perfect Dharma body suddenly sank, as if falling into a swamp.

The range of this mountain and river pattern was very large, not only binding him, but even the two junior brothers in the bright light were troubled by the cyan-yellow light!

"Zhaojing Li Ximing!"

The radiance of 【Shichuan】 rippled in the air. This Lianmin was very anxious, but he found that there were bursts of divine mystery responding.

【Junheng】! The cyan-yellow light of 【Shichuan】 rested briefly, but this spiritual ruler paused slightly in the air, and the two phantoms of this Lianmin disappeared completely like residual snow meeting the scorching sun.

Huakong wished he could vomit blood. He freed his two hands to press together in front of his chest, and summoned two golden hammers with his other two hands, just to smash them at this Daoist.

Then he saw the True Person in white-gold clothes move his lips slightly, and a red and white intertwined flame immediately gushed out from his lips, flying rapidly to the front, passing through the two hammers, and falling down as brilliant golden yellow.

【Three Hou Shuxuan Fire】! And his two hands simultaneously pinched out bright Li fire white light. The Sun Yingli technique operated, attached to his palms, and his two hands raised to catch the swinging golden hammers.

"Clang!"

"Yetian Gate" blessed the Dharma body, echoed with the Sun Yingli technique, and had the blessing of 【Shichuan】. These two golden hammers that the opponent swung out hastily only exploded a piece of Li fire white light in his palm, and their momentum slowed down greatly, being held in his hands.

But 【Three Hou Shuxuan Fire】 had already poured down, like hot molten lava, falling along the two cheeks of this Huakong Lianmin, burning him so that he let out a scream, and there was rolling lacquer-like paint flowing down his chest.

"Buzz..."

Then he saw the gray-white 【Shangxiang Pot】 above the horizon finally stop spraying flames. This spiritual artifact with quite a bit of spirituality faithfully executed its master's orders, scanned the mountain range, and I don't know if it was angry from embarrassment or if it still had spirituality toward Li Ximing, but the mouth of the pot aimed again at the four-armed Lianmin who had dodged the flames but failed to escape into the void.

This four-armed Lianmin only felt a chill fly to his head: "Plague-ridden!"

Li Ximing naturally seized the opportunity, and radiance shot out from between his brows in an instant. 【Shangyao Fu Guang】 was launched fiercely, sweeping toward this person's face upright and close at hand.

Shangyao Fu Guang follows the path of light. Facing each other upright like this, its power rose secretly. The Lianmin in front could only cry out sadly: "Bitter! I have been calculated by him!"

The mighty 【Shangyao Fu Guang】 went straight through the brilliant light that he sprayed out from his mouth and lips in an emergency to block it, and landed squarely on his brow center, which was roasted by the Zifu True Fire with rolling golden paint.

"Puff!"

With a muffled sound, his head was pierced through. His heart felt cold, and only one thought remained in his mind: "Commit suicide!"

He was hit by two spiritual fires and one Fu light, all hitting places where he was powerless. 【Boundless Water and Fire】 cut off the Taixu, making it impossible to communicate with the Buddhist land. If he was hit by this fire again, he would definitely perish completely! "Bang!"

He was very decisive. Almost following this Fu light, the intense golden light exploded immediately, and the cyan-blue two-instrument colors crossed several miles, adding fuel to the fire, falling a step late on his Dharma body that was left in place.

Li Ximing sighed secretly.

This point of Buddhist cultivators is really annoying. Unless they are ambushed in advance, even with unique spiritual artifacts like 【Shangxiang Pot】 and 【Boundless Water and Fire】, as long as there is a heart to cut off, it is difficult to be easily killed by others, at most losing a Dharma body...

"What a pity!"

"Clatter!"

Huakong's body perished, and the pink radiance immediately mixed with the brilliant light and soared into the sky, turning into rolling pink petals that fell, and burned out in the dazzling flames, leaving no trace.

The flower rain fell, Li Ximing glanced at it, withdrew and left, falling back onto the heavenly gate. His boots stepped on the heavenly gate, and his divine ability and magic power poured into it, stepping the "Yetian Gate," which had finally been shaken, firmly again. Immediately after, he put two fingers together and sent 【Three Hou Shuxuan Fire】 to the bottom of the heavenly gate.

Li Ximing did not personally drive the divine ability, but was distracted to suppress it. These two Lianmin were not without the possibility of breaking free. If that four-armed Lianmin hadn't been so unlucky, he wouldn't have perished in one breath, and he wouldn't have had to come back to suppress it.

As a result, these two Lianmin finally had some shaking, only feeling a weight on their shoulders, their hearts turning cold, but streams of red and white turning into golden flames rushed into them: "Senior Brother Huakong was beheaded by him just like that!"

Characters appearing in this chapter

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Senior Kuiqi 【Zifu Mid-stage】

Lord Lord Louxing 【Zifu Late-stage】 【Sword Immortal】

Li Ximing 【Zifu Early-stage】 【Zifu Alchemist】

Daoist Daoist Houfu 【Zifu Early-stage】

Taixi 【Third-generation Maha】 【Void】

Huakong 【Lianmin】

Zhelu 【Sixth-generation Maha】 【Void】

Pijia 【Fifth-generation Maha】 【Great Desire】

Nuzi 【First-generation Maha】 【Great Desire】

Tinglan 【Zifu Early-stage】 【Zifu Array Master】

Ning Wan 【Zifu Early-stage】 【Zifu Array Master】

Helian Wumeng 【Zifu Early-stage】