Chapter 1696

"As a Buddhist disciple, I bet you didn't expect me to have such a sinister move!" Xu Dingcheng said with a ferocious face, laughing wildly.

This was no ordinary 'monkey steals the peach'; it contained the most concentrated demonic energy, a lethal strike that was the culmination of resentment, poison, slaughter, and ferocity.

Anyone hit by it, unless they have cultivated to the realm of an Immortal Emperor, would surely be afflicted with a strange poison, festering with pus, their immortal essence dissolving, and their Great Dao collapsing!

Even Xu Dingcheng himself wouldn't dare to take this move lightly.

Seeing the pitch-black claw blade about to strike, Xu Que's expression suddenly changed, and he broke into a smile, putting his palms together: "Amitabha, this poor monk has been waiting for your sneak attack for a long time."

The Buddha light suddenly contracted, forming a golden light barrier that enveloped Xu Que.

At the same time, a pitch-black hole suddenly appeared in front of the claw blade.

"Huh?"

Seeing this, Xu Dingcheng frowned, suddenly realizing that the situation seemed bad.

The next second, another black hole opened beneath him, and the claw blade plunged fiercely into the black hole beneath Xu Que.

Whoosh!

"Ah... Aooooooo!"

Xu Dingcheng's expression changed abruptly, and before he could even realize the problem, he let out a heart-wrenching scream.

The claw blade had actually emerged from the black hole beneath him, fiercely grabbing at his own unspeakable parts.

Er Gouzi, who had just rushed over, felt a chill beneath him upon seeing this and hurriedly covered his family heirloom tightly.

"Teacher Duan, Brother Que's immortal arts are getting more and more sinister!" Er Gouzi said with a face full of terror, clearly having realized from Xu Dingcheng's fate how miserable one would be if hit by this move.

Duan Jiude stroked his beard lightly, pondered for a moment, and said, "Perhaps we shouldn't go over there just yet."

"This God Venerable agrees; great minds think alike."

"Ah... you bastard, despicable and shameless!"

"Hiss... so painful, so painful, damn it..."

Although he was possessed by demonic energy, being hit in such a vital spot caused Xu Dingcheng to lose almost all his strength in an instant.

The sharp blade, which gathered countless vicious resentments, continuously corroded his wound, making him tremble uncontrollably and fall into a brief state of paralysis.

"Just how shameless does one have to be to come up with a spell like this!"

Xu Dingcheng was completely stunned.

Er Gouzi nodded in approval and clapped, saying, "As expected of Brother Que, he is truly a role model for our generation; this God Venerable still has much to learn."

Xu Que flashed, turning into a streak of golden light, and suddenly appeared in front of Xu Dingcheng, his long sword held high.

"Amitabha, this poor monk will now send you to the afterlife."

After saying this, a rich golden light surged from the long sword in his hand, and an incomparably sharp aura erupted, almost tearing the void apart.

"What kind of Buddhist disciple are you!"

Xu Dingcheng roared; he was almost going crazy, as it was his first time seeing a monk using a sword.

This is simply outrageous!

Xu Que ignored him and slashed down fiercely with the long sword in his hand.

Clang!

A deafening sound of metal clashing rang out. Xu Que frowned, using all his strength to grip the long sword so it wouldn't fly out of his hand.

Damn it, how can this guy be so hard?

He focused his eyes and saw a thick shield separating him from Xu Dingcheng, with only a shallow sword mark on the shield.

"Holy shit! What is this thing?"

Xu Que was stunned; this was an immortal artifact inhabited by a sword spirit!

Since the Star Fall Continent, the sword spirit had fallen into a long slumber to repair itself.

It had woken up a few times during that period, and Xu Que had taken the opportunity to pick the best of the best and change the sword spirit's place of residence.

This immortal artifact was now a true mid-grade immortal artifact, and its power had doubled after the sword spirit inhabited it.

How could it fail to cut through a shield?

"Kid, that is formed from the origin demonic energy of an extraterrestrial demon; of course you can't cut through it with your own strength." The sword spirit suddenly woke up at this moment and transmitted its voice: "Have you practiced the sword technique I taught you before?"

Xu Que was startled and suddenly realized.

That's right!

He had learned a set of sword techniques back then!

When he was cultivating by splitting off a Dao body back then, the sword spirit had taught him a set of "Nine Palaces Sword Technique of Divine Thunder".

This sword technique was branded into the sword spirit's soul body when it followed the Immortal Emperor in battle; at that time, once he used it, he killed dozens of people of the same rank.

But because this sword technique belonged to the Immortal Emperor's methods, Xu Que consumed a massive amount of immortal essence every time he used it, and he couldn't fully unleash its power, so he didn't use it again after mastering other more suitable immortal arts.

But he was now at the peak of the Immortal Venerable stage!

He was only one step away from the Immortal Emperor realm, so wouldn't using this sword technique be just right?

Seeing that Fang Ling couldn't do anything to him, Xu Dingcheng laughed triumphantly: "Tang Sanzang, even though your methods are despicable and shameless, it's your bad luck to meet this demon. With your current strength, even if you slash at this shield for ten or eight days, you won't be able to break it!"

Xu Dingcheng, or rather the extraterrestrial demon occupying this body, was very confident.

His shield could withstand attacks from a half-step Immortal Emperor at its peak; this monk in front of him was merely at the early stage of the Immortal Venerable realm, let alone breaking the shield.

Leaving a mark on it would already be considered superb swordsmanship!

"Haha, go to hell, watch my Immortal Emperor Sword Technique!"

Xu Que laughed loudly and directly activated the Nine Palaces Sword Technique of Divine Thunder.

A terrifying aura erupted from his body, the sword blade vibrated, and he instantly turned into a phantom and charged forward.

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

In an instant, countless light shadows appeared in the air, forming a vast Nine Palaces formation, revealing an invisible killing intent that enveloped Xu Dingcheng.

Xu Dingcheng looked at these light shadows in disbelief, his voice trembling: "This, this is... Immortal Emperor Sword Technique... Divine Thunder Nine Palaces?"

He roared hysterically at Xu Que as if he had gone mad: "How could you possibly master an Immortal Emperor Sword Technique? The Immortal Emperor who knew this sword technique died long ago!"

"Huh, you recognize this sword technique?" Xu Que's eyes lit up, feeling like he had caught a big fish: "Sword Spirit, do you find this guy familiar?"

"I'm not sure; I do know this demonic energy, but the aura on this guy doesn't make me feel familiar." The sword spirit said in a deep voice: "When the extraterrestrial demons invaded the Immortal Cloud Continent back then, I didn't expect there to be remnants today, ten thousand years later. He must be killed today!"

Large swathes of sword light swept past, enveloping Xu Dingcheng from all directions.

The next second, he suddenly collapsed to the ground.

His face still maintained an expression of horror, but his body had countless wounds, and fatal wounds were left on vital parts like his heart and throat.

His life force gradually faded; clearly, this extraterrestrial demon couldn't survive in front of the Immortal Emperor Sword Technique either.

Whoosh!

Xu Que's figure appeared, and he sheathed his sharp sword.

A breeze blew past, and he calmly and indifferently put his palms together, whispering: "Amitabha, this poor monk has committed another sin, a sin, a sin..."

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