Xuanxia

Chapter 315 The War Begins
“This… is the aura that has opened up the fifth level of the cave?!”

Looking at the extremely strange-looking Mannar, Jiang Baichuan's expression quickly darkened.

He remained silent, took a step forward quietly, and stood in front of Ning Wushu. With a flick of his sleeves, a long sword as white as jade was already in his hand.

"Oh? Dejian?"

Mannar looked at the sword in his hand and grinned, "One of the Eight Swords of the Kingly Way is in your hand. Are you the mainstay of the Dayan Jianghu now? Ning Baimei is so optimistic about you?"

"You know the Eight Swords of the Kingly Way."

Jiang Baichuan said in a deep voice: "There is only one person in the Northern Barbarians who can use magic weapons to control others thousands of miles away and can also absorb the power of the five great caves and heavens."

As he spoke, he slowly raised his sword and pointed it at Manar: "You are Huo Yaer, who defected from Qiluo Palace more than fifty years ago, joined the Northern Barbarians, and became the Great Shaman of the Northern Barbarians."

Manar... no, it should be Huoyal. She controlled Manar's body, her eyes kept turning on her forehead, and she grinned and said, "You know me, I'm not surprised; you holding the German sword will cause some trouble..."

As she spoke, her eyes finally locked onto Fu Qingzhou: "But if you want to stop me, you will die."

Before she finished speaking, she raised her hand.

In fact, when Jiang Baichuan was talking to Huo Yaer, Fu Qingzhou had already decided to escape.

He was just influenced by Qi Ran Jue's thinking, he was not stupid...

When Jiang Baichuan mentioned the words "Great Shaman of the Northern Barbarians", Fu Qingzhou did not hesitate, grabbed the jade pendant hidden by the smoker on the ground, turned around and ran!

But after running only two steps, the air in front of him became like a quagmire, trapping him in it and making it difficult to extricate himself, with his hands and feet unable to move.

At the same time, the strange pattern on his forehead began to flash again, and all the memory scenes that had been scattered by the smoker began to flash in his mind again.

Only this time…these memories failed to consume him.

For some reason, the boiling Qi Ran Jue seemed to be fighting against these memory images?
During the struggle, Fu Qingzhou's thoughts and memories were torn into pieces. In just a moment, he seemed to have experienced several lives.

Sometimes he returned to normal, realizing that Qi Ran Jue had serious problems and wanted to find a solution; sometimes he was overwhelmed by Qi Ran Jue again, and he wanted everyone who flashed through his mind to die, the closer they were to him, the more so; sometimes his mind was filled with those weird memories, and he forgot who he was for a while.

However, the look in the eyes of Jiang Baichuan and Ning Wushu on the other side was completely different.

When Huoyar raised his hand, the brightness of the sun and the moon in their eyes changed.

The bright day seemed to turn into night, and the sun and the moon fell like meteorites. Even though I knew it was fake, the feeling of oppression and the suffocation of life and death could not be more real!

"General Ning."

Jiang Baichuan frowned and held his sword across his body: "Take Master Fu and leave quickly. Leave this to me."

After saying that, he gently pushed the sword forward.

In an instant, the long sword turned into two, two turned into three, and three turned into thousands of swords, covering the sky and the earth!

That was not really one sword turning into thousands of swords, but the sword energy and sword intent that were almost condensed into a entity!
In an instant, most of the pressure on Ning Wushu was consumed, and the "meteorite" collapse scene that seemed real and illusory in his eyes also disappeared. What he could see with his naked eyes was only Huo Yaer's fingers, Jiang Baichuan's sword, and the terrifying air wave that rose between the two.

In just a moment, large groups of spiritual white mist rose around the two of them. Ning Wushu took the opportunity to inhale a few breaths and recovered a little, then turned around and rushed towards Fu Qingzhou.

Huo Yaer was blocked by Jiang Baichuan, and Fu Qingzhou was temporarily freed and fell to the ground with a thud.

But the confusion in his mind did not stop. When Ning Wushu came to him, he could only hear him mumbling extremely divisive words.

"Don't worry... I will definitely... kill you all..."

"Let's go... I'm not in a good condition now, hurry..."

"What a big river! I must, must get out..."

Ning Wushu frowned deeply, then immediately raised his head and patted Fu Qingzhou on the back of the head.

But even in this situation, Fu Qingzhou actually noticed it and raised his arm to block her palm.

"?!?!"

Ning Wushu was both angry and amused. Just as she was about to try again, another horrible gust of air came and knocked both her and Fu Qingzhou to the ground.

On the other side, in just a few moments, Jiang Baichuan's battle with Huo Yaer had reached a fever pitch!

Jiang Baichuan was known as the Hundred-Armed Sword Immortal in the martial arts world. Only now did he know where this name came from - he was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, with a long sword in his hand, a cold light flashing, and he was already floating in the air. His eyes were as deep as the sea, with thousands of sword intents hidden in his eyes. With a wave of his hand, each sword intent could manifest into an immortal sword, the sword energy was cold and soared straight into the sky!
Huoyal was even more strange and mysterious. She controlled Manar's body. At this time, a dark and obscure aura had completely covered the little prince of the Northern Barbarians. In the flickering shadows, an old woman wearing animal skins, a feather crown on her head, and holding a bone staff completely replaced Manar. Countless "ghosts" in human or animal shapes lingered around her, and the world behind her seemed to be distorted.

"I know you are in the realm of Xuanxing."

Jiang Baichuan said in a deep voice: "But we are thousands of miles apart, and now you can only mobilize the power of the five great caves... Under Xuanxing, I am invincible!"

When he swung his sword, the millions of sword intentions also evolved into countless exquisite sword techniques, whizzing away!

Wherever the sword energy passed, the space seemed to be cut into countless pieces, twisting and spinning, forming a vortex with the sword energy. The flying leaves, sand and stones around also followed the sword energy, turning into fierce attacks and rushing forward, destroying everything in its path!
Huo Yaer just smiled sinisterly.

She slammed the bone staff in her hand to the ground, and with her other hand she drew complex gestures in front of her chest, and immediately thousands of overlapping and mournful cries were heard around her.

In an instant, a huge, dark and strange totem suddenly appeared in front of her. The totem was spinning, and the sword energy pierced into it and disappeared as if sinking into the sea.

But it was obvious that Huo Yaer was not as relaxed as she appeared. Every time she swallowed a sword light, the ground around her became charred a little bit. Soon, the charred ground spread rapidly and she took several steps back uncontrollably.

Jiang Baichuan's eyebrows slightly sank, and he put his left hand together as a sword finger and lightly wiped the white sword.

hum!
The sound of swords rang out loudly, and the countless sword intents that originated from him evolved again, becoming several times stronger. The sword light was like the sun, and while flying and killing, the huge totem actually slowly melted under the sword light!
"Haha... In today's Dayan Jianghu, there are people like you."

Huo Yaer sneered and said, "It seems that the Mingjian Pavilion's efforts to seize the destiny of heaven and earth and forge the eight kingly swords to suppress the country actually worked..."

"Since you know this, why don't you retreat!" Jiang Baichuan said in a deep voice: "Get out!"

With a loud shout, his figure instantly turned into several afterimages.

In an instant, dozens of Jiang Baichuan appeared in front of Huo Yaer.

They pounced on the huge totem, drawing their swords tirelessly. As soon as a sword shadow clone pounced into it, another new sword shadow clone appeared. Each sword had the power to split mountains and seas, but the sword intent did not overflow at all. Only gusts of sword wind were created, without any air waves.

Under such an attack, the huge totem was finally shattered and collapsed!
Huo Yaer retreated several feet away with a grim expression.

"Is this Ning Baimei's sword soul clone technique?" She said in a sinister voice, "Unfortunately, you have only mastered it to a small degree."

"The Master Sword Master and I are naturally far apart." Jiang Baichuan retracted all his clones and said calmly, "But if I want to drive you away today, it's enough!"

"Is it?"

Huo Yaer smiled coldly: "Then you, try this."

The eyeball attached to her forehead flashed with a cold light. As her teeth moved and uttered a series of unknown and obscure spells, Jiang Baichuan's pupils suddenly condensed.

Suddenly, gusts of dark energy rose from the corpses of people, birds, and animals all over the village, and turned into wisps of thin smoke that floated towards him.

He swung his sword, trying to cut through the negative energy, but the negative energy seemed to be separated from reality by a thin veil and was not affected by his dazzling sword intent at all, and it quietly penetrated into his body.

"What's this?!"

Jiang Baichuan was startled, and the next moment, his expression suddenly changed. A very sinister look appeared in his eyes, his face became extremely struggling, and even the hand holding the sword was shaking a little.

"Hehe...it seems that you have some secrets that others don't know."

Huo Yaer laughed happily: "De Jian, you haven't even exerted one tenth of your power, are you really worthy of virtue?"

All the negative energy had penetrated into Jiang Baichuan's body without any hindrance. His expression changed again and again, and the sinister look in his eyes became more and more intense. He was half-kneeling without realizing it.

Huo Yaer laughed sinisterly: "Invincible under Xuanxing? Although I can only absorb the spiritual power of the five great caves at this moment, the mystery of Xuanxing is not something that a junior like you can explore."

She landed gently and walked towards Jiang Baichuan step by step.

On the other side, Ning Wushu ultimately... failed to control Fu Qingzhou.

Using the Wuwang Sword four times drained all her strength. After a reluctant fight, she was finally thrown several feet away by Fu Qingzhou.

"You should leave now..."

Fu Qingzhou gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry about me, don't worry about me..."

Halfway through his speech, his expression suddenly changed again and he began to laugh: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, everything will be alright once you die, everything will be alright!"

As he said that, he swung the Cutting Wave Knife again and pounced towards Ning Wushu!
At this moment, a long sleeve whistled and rolled towards Fu Qingzhou!
Fu Qingzhou's eyes flashed, and he pulled back the dagger, but he used the dagger in an extremely sharp way, instantly tearing the sleeves into countless pieces.

As her sleeves and scraps of cloth flew around, Murong Xuan had already landed lightly in front of Ning Wushu.

Not only her...

Tang Jiao, Qiu Chan, Wu Changfeng, Kua Ye, Yuan Zhen, Zhao Hao... finally arrived and surrounded Fu Qingzhou!

"Brother, what's wrong with you?!"

Tang Jiao asked in shock: "Why did you attack Sister Wushu?"

Fu Qingzhou glanced at them with a very strange expression, half of his face was smiling, and the other half was nervous and depressed: "No, you guys go quickly, I... Haha, you came at the right time, you came at the right time..."

Everyone was shocked to see him like this.

"Stop talking! He is not in his right mind now!" Ning Wushu said sternly, "Suppress him and take him away!"

While everyone was still hesitating, Fu Qingzhou had already moved again.

This time, his target...is his closest little sister, Tang Jiao.

"Jiaojiao!"

He laughed and said, "Brother will help you die!"

As he spoke, the short sword suddenly emitted an extremely terrifying aura... It was the sword that subdued demons and slashed karma!

Everyone was shocked, but Yuan Zhen reacted the fastest. While others were still subconsciously fighting the trembling from the depths of their souls, he had already flashed to Tang Jiao's side, pushed the extremely shocked her away, drew his broadsword, and blocked her!
"Master Fu is really out of his mind!"

He said in a deep voice: "Donors, follow Donor Ning's wishes and subdue him first!"

On the other side, Huo Yaer had slowly walked up to Jiang Baichuan.

The strange eye rolled around, staring at the leader of the Wulin Alliance, who was half-kneeling on the ground with one hand supporting the sword, with a look of extreme struggle.

"Your desires are too many and too complex."

Huo Yaer smiled and said, "I have seen too many people like you, and they are all dead now."

As she spoke, she slowly raised her hand, and the shadow of the bone staff in her hand emitted a faint cold light.

But just as Huo Yaer was about to take action, she seemed to suddenly realize something, and her figure flashed and retreated several feet away.

The next moment, Master Jingming suddenly appeared and stood in front of Jiang Baichuan, with the iron sword behind him already unsheathed and held in his hand.

A very deep and long sword mark appeared where Huo Yaer had just stood. The village houses on the left and right were split into two by the sword mark, and the houses collapsed and the walls fell down. The cracks on the ground were so deep that it was unfathomable, and there was a faint sword energy rising.

At the same time, Kong Ling, Shangguan Xuan, Song Jinyu and Xiong Shao also descended from the sky, forming a horn and surrounding Huo Yaer.

"How dare the Northern Barbarians massacre the people in my Dayan territory?"

Kong Ling changed his previous smiling look and looked gloomy and solemn: "Today, you must leave something behind!"

Master Jingming said calmly: "Borrowing a body to carry the soul and hiding the power of the cave heaven...if you kill her, this person's true soul will suffer great damage!"

"Humph, even though I haven't reached the Cave Heaven yet, I will move forward courageously!"

Xiong Shao slammed the spear in his hand and said sternly: "Even if I die here, I will not let the Northern Barbarians escape unscathed!"

"Please do as you please. My cultivation is limited and my offensive skills are insufficient..." Song Jinyu said softly, "But I can guarantee that I will not let her escape."

Shangguan Xuan nodded slightly: "Go!"

(End of this chapter)