Chapter 60: Qi Deviation

Jian Ao stared fixedly at Wuming and said:

"Wuming, I have heard of you for a very, very long time. Today, I can finally fulfill my wish and have a great battle with you."

"Just you! What qualifications do you have to trade blows with Senior Wuming? Your opponent is me. Once you pass me, then you can go challenge Senior Wuming."

Duan Fengyun stepped forward.

"Duan Fengyun, since you are seeking your own death, then I shall grant it to you."

After Jian Ao finished speaking, he engaged in battle with Duan Fengyun.

Zhao Wuji, meanwhile, sought out Nie Feng.

"Nie Feng, the grudge from that day, I should settle it today. Make your move."

Nie Feng smiled and went straight up to engage him in battle.

Qin Shuang did not want to face Mu Xuanqing, who had the same face as Kong Ci, so he wielded the Thunder-Shock Axe and sought out Xue Yin.

Bu Jingyun looked at the three of them, speechless; these three were quite loyal.

Mu Xuanqing's strength was the lowest among the Soushen Palace Four Generals, but she was the one the four of them least wanted to fight.

Facing Mu Xuanqing, who had the same face as Kong Ci, they could never bring themselves to deliver the killing blow.

Having no other choice, Bu Jingyun finally wielded his sword against Mu Xuanqing.

Yet Wuming and Chang Sheng Bu Si Shen did not start fighting; they were both waiting for the results of these four battles.

As expected, Bu Jingyun's side was the first to resolve the battle.

Although Bu Jingyun had only just awakened, he benefited from Chang Sheng Bu Si Shen channeling the True Qi of the Maha Immeasurable into him.

His body was now filled with power, and Mu Xuanqing, who was not his match to begin with, was defeated after only a few moves.

Xue Yin was as her name suggested, skilled in using sound attacks; her voice could evoke the deepest, happiest, and most joyful memories in a person's heart, causing the opponent to sink into them.

But her luck was truly bad; her opponent was Qin Shuang.

Qin Shuang's happiest and most joyful days were the days spent with Duan Fengyun and the others, so Xue Yin's sonic wave attack only caused him a momentary lapse in focus.

But having reacted, Qin Shuang struck directly with a Blizzard Slash, beheading Xue Yin; Xue Yin, one of the Soushen Palace Four Generals, lost her life on the spot.

Seeing this, Mu Xuanqing shouted: "Sister Xue Yin!"

"Xue Yin! Qin Shuang, I want you to have nowhere to hide!"

Zhao Wuji and Jian Ao, locked in bitter battles, roared in anger.

But Duan Fengyun and Nie Feng were like two pieces of dog-skin plaster, constantly entangling them; they had no way to save Xue Yin and could only watch as she was slashed to death by Qin Shuang's axe.

Zhao Wuji and Nie Feng were evenly matched; Zhao Wuji was also an expert in leg techniques, and the Vajra Leg he used was a rare leg art in this world.

Zhao Wuji's violent and fierce Vajra Leg and Nie Feng's soft and continuous Wind God Leg traded blows, which was nothing short of spectacular.

Seeing this, Nie Feng drew the Snow Drink Saber from his back, used the Snow Drink Saber to seal Zhao Wuji's Meridian, and then kicked toward Zhao Wuji with the third form of the Wind God Leg, Rainstorm Gale.

Suddenly, the leg strikes poured down like a rainstorm, and the leg momentum was as fierce as a gale; this was the extremity of the Rainstorm Gale.

Zhao Wuji, with his Meridian sealed, could not use the Vajra Leg to defend and was kicked in the chest by the Rainstorm Gale.

Nie Feng circulated his internal energy, increased the force of his leg, and shattered Zhao Wuji's internal organs with a single kick.

Zhao Wuji spat out blood, looked at Nie Feng with an expression of unwillingness, and then slowly collapsed.

Now everyone's eyes were focused on Duan Fengyun; the other three were either gaining the upper hand or were evenly matched, only Duan Fengyun was at a disadvantage here.

Jian Ao was as his name suggested—the person was arrogant and the sword was even more so; the sword art he used was bold and unconstrained, pushing forward without hesitation.

Seeing his sword moves, Wuming asked:

"This is the ancestral sword art of the Sword Casting Villa—the Proud Sword Art. Such a masterful sword art, could it be that you are that sword genius from the Sword Casting Villa from a hundred years ago, Ao Jian? Jian Ao, Ao Jian, you must be Ao Jian."

Jian Ao laughed and replied:

"Haha, worthy of being Wuming, to actually be able to recognize my identity. That's right, I am the Ao Jian of the past, and the Jian Ao of today."

"I don't care if you are Ao Jian or Jian Ao; the Sword Casting Villa was destroyed by me anyway. Today, I will send you into the dust of history along with the Sword Casting Villa."

Duan Fengyun shouted loudly.

Holding a transmigrator's golden finger, he had still been unable to stay ahead of everyone; Duan Fengyun was very discouraged now.

If he couldn't even deal with the Jian Ao before him, how could he deal with the endless stream of monsters like Jue Wushen and Di Shitian in the future?

He had to defeat Jian Ao with his own strength.

He looked at the Fire Scale Sword in his hand and resolutely bit his finger, letting blood drip continuously onto the Fire Scale Sword.

Having absorbed Duan Fengyun's blood, the Fire Scale Sword emitted a strange red light.

"Duan Fengyun, don't struggle in vain. You cannot be my opponent; you had better step aside obediently."

"Junior Brother Duan, no! The Fire Scale Sword will drain your blood dry!"

Seeing this, Qin Shuang hurriedly advised him loudly.

Duan Fengyun curled his lips in self-mockery and said: "Brother Shuang, do not interfere in today's battle. I want to slaughter this guy alone."

"Qin Shuang, let him face it alone. Duan Fengyun, I believe in you; you will definitely be able to overcome your Heart Demon."

As someone who had been through it, Wuming saw at a glance that Duan Fengyun had fallen into a state of Qi deviation.

If he could not defeat Jian Ao alone today, then his path of martial arts would end here.

Duan Fengyun gave Wuming a look of gratitude; he felt the Fire Scale Sword was ready, pushed off with his feet, and flew toward Jian Ao while wielding the Fire Scale Sword.

In everyone's eyes, Duan Fengyun was already gone; there was only a Fire Scale Sword flashing with an eerie light.

Jian Ao muttered to himself: "How is this possible? How could you reach the realm of Man-Sword Unity!"

Jian Ao hurriedly circulated all his True Qi to desperately resist this fatal killing blow from Duan Fengyun.

But he still underestimated the power of this move from Duan Fengyun; even though he resisted with all his might, he was still pierced through the chest by the sword.

Ao Jian looked at Chang Sheng Bu Si Shen and used all his remaining strength to say:

"Palace Master, your subordinate can no longer fight in the Jianghu with you. Palace Master, take care; your subordinate is leaving."

From this point on, all of the Soushen Palace Four Generals except for Mu Xuanqing were killed.

Chang Sheng Bu Si Shen watched all of this coldly; two hundred-plus years of life had long since left him without feeling for such partings of life and death.

And the Fire Scale Sword, having completed its mission of slaying the enemy, shattered directly.

After achieving Man-Sword Unity with Duan Fengyun, the sword spirit dissipated, and a generation of peerless divine weapons was thus removed from the jianghu.

Duan Fengyun looked at his battle results, smiled, and then fell toward the ground.

Nie Feng, reacting quickly, hurriedly caught the swaying Duan Fengyun.

Duan Fengyun looked at the Nie Feng before him and smiled: "Feng, I leave everything that follows to you all."

Having said this, Duan Fengyun fainted.

"Junior Brother Duan, Nie Feng, look and see if Junior Brother Duan is alright?"

Qin Shuang and Bu Jingyun asked anxiously.

Nie Feng felt Duan Fengyun's pulse and replied:

"No need to worry, Junior Brother Duan has only fainted from exhaustion of his True Qi; I will transfer some True Qi to him, and he will be fine."

Nie Feng then laid Duan Fengyun down, sat cross-legged, placed both palms on Duan Fengyun's back, and began to transfer True Qi.