Xuanxia

Chapter 703 My Way
"Big Brother, what happened?"

"Master... Jiang Baichuan is actually in the library? They said you were delaying him a few days ago?"

"Why didn't you tell us?"

"What do we do next?"

As soon as Hua Wuying entered the meeting hall, his fellow junior brothers and sisters rushed up and started asking questions at once.

It can be seen that he doesn't need to explain too much, as his fellow disciples already know about it. The secret envoy of Mingjian Pavilion should have explained it to them.

What's more, at this moment, there was a huge fight going on outside...

Just as he was about to speak, a strong gust of wind swept through and shattered all the windows in the meeting hall. Hua Wuying immediately turned around, put his two fingers together to make a sword finger, and slashed it in front of him.

The sword intent spread out, transforming into the sound of rushing water in the air, like a soft breeze winding around fingers, dispelling the strong wind and protecting the group of fellow disciples behind him. Only a light breeze lifted the corners of everyone's clothes.

It can be said that this half month of hard training was not without effect.

Although he has not broken through the seventh realm, his understanding of the way of the sword has already reached many levels.

"I'll explain it to you later."

Hua Wuying was a little tired: "Everyone, leave here."

"Elder brother..."

"Believe me."

Hua Wuying interrupted the person who was about to ask questions and said seriously: "Jiang Baichuan is no longer our master. He has gone mad now and doesn't care about our lives. The Dayan court is arresting the serious criminals. We should not get in the way."

As he spoke, another gust of wind blew towards him. He once again condensed his sword intent and swept away the gust of wind.

"quick!"

He turned around, his voice becoming a little harsher.

"……Yes."

All the fellow students stopped arguing and responded one after another, running towards the door of the council hall. Hua Wuying was with them, but he always stood in front of them, facing the direction of the battlefield.

At this time, the battle had reached its most intense point.

Jiang Baichuan soared in the air, holding the hilt of a broken sword in his hand. Countless tiny sword pieces were flying around him, and each sword piece condensed into a virtual sword shadow.

Thousands of sword shadows intertwined together like a dragon, roaring and charging back and forth around Li Jingzhe, Hong Zhi and others.

More than a hundred elite imperial guards jumped onto the roof of the library. As they shouted, their eyes gradually turned red and a bloody mark appeared between their brows.

A mighty blood energy flowed between them, gradually condensing into the phantom of a giant with blood-armor and a spear in his hand, dozens of feet tall!
Military tactics!

The Imperial Guards have been in the capital for a long time and have few opportunities to kill the enemy. How come they have such powerful military skills?
There is only one explanation - these elite troops were most likely brought back by Hong Zhi from the Northern Frontier Army!

They have killed countless enemies on the battlefield, their blood is as surging as the boiling sea, and their coordination is seamless, which enables them to display such powerful military tactics!
No one knows what level of cultivation they have reached, but those who can be called elite are all people with extremely domineering cultivation strength. The giant formed by the blood and energy of more than a hundred people actually has the aura of the ultimate cave heaven!
The blood-armored giant let out a shocking roar, and slammed his spear down towards Jiang Baichuan!
At the same time, within a few hundred steps around the library, the secret envoys of Mingjian Pavilion had already taken their positions.

"Lingji Yuxiao, start!"

They shouted in unison and waved their hands. One flag after another flew out and landed steadily on the ground.

In an instant, the golden formation plate in the sky made a humming sound, and in response to the formation flags, countless illusory yellow talismans fell like rain, some of which surrounded Jiang Baichuan, and some fell around the secret envoys and moved among them.

Then, a large amount of spiritual white mist began to appear around Jiang Baichuan. Under the guidance of the array talisman, these spiritual mists turned into tens, hundreds, and thousands of thin white smokes and went towards the secret envoys. As they waved the array flags and changed their positions, the spiritual white smoke poured into Li Jingzhe and Hong Zhi's bodies.

Hua Wuying, who was protecting his fellow junior fellow students as they walked out of the main hall, had his pupils slightly narrowed.

He understood.

The secret envoys of Mingjian Pavilion were cooperating with the large formation to drain all the spiritual energy around Jiang Baichuan and make it available to the secret envoys - or in other words, they could give it to whoever they wanted.

No matter how strong the practitioners in this world are, they need to mobilize the spiritual void of heaven and earth - especially those who are strong above the cave heaven, who have reached the peak of martial arts and spiritual void, and have developed their bodies to the extreme. The cave heaven realm is to communicate with this world and draw strength from it.

And the black star above the cave is drawing power from outside the sky.

No matter how powerful Jiang Baichuan is, he will be exhausted sooner or later if Lingxu is no longer around him.

At the same time, the blood-armored giant's spear had already fallen on his head!

Hua Wuying's breath was choked.

He said that his relationship as master and disciple with Jiang Baichuan had ended, and that Jiang Baichuan had become possessed by a demon, but the friendship between master and disciple for more than twenty years was like inertia, so how could it stop just like that?

Seeing that his former master was about to be killed, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

But the next moment, Jiang Baichuan's performance was beyond everyone's expectations!

The roaming and roaring sword shadow dragon instantly returned to his hand and condensed into a long sword on the broken sword, which he swung towards the blood-armored giant's spear!

boom!
The enormous force sent Jiang Baichuan flying far away, but the swing of his sword also released a breathtaking sword light that blasted the blood-armored giant into pieces!
The blood-armored giant instantly turned into a thick blood mist and dissipated. Hundreds of elite imperial guards all turned pale, spurted blood, and fell to the ground one after another.

"How can this be?!"

Li Jingzhe was extremely shocked: "How can someone who has no spiritual power to draw on use such a sword? Why can't I feel the power of the black star on him?"

"He is definitely not Xuan Xing."

Hong Zhi stood beside him, his expression extremely solemn: "Father said that there was a cultivator who explored another path of cultivation, which was a path that went beyond Xuanxing and directly reached the realm of selflessness. However, it was not a shortcut, but a rugged and strange path that no one had been able to walk on since ancient times. It was called..."

"Hahahahaha!"

In the sky, Jiang Baichuan let out a deafening laugh: "Ignorance! You are all ignorant! The spirits of heaven and earth have long entered my body! My body is the heaven and earth, and my heart is the sun and the moon!"

"This is my way!"

He laughed loudly and swung the broken sword in his hand vigorously.

In an instant, he turned into a sun.

But this time the sun emitted not sunlight, but sword light.

No...it wasn't sword light, it was real broken sword!

Countless iron pieces as fine as sand flew around and stabbed fiercely at Li Jingzhe, Hong Zhi, the imperial guards, the secret envoys... and Hua Wuying and others who had not yet left the Xuanmeng headquarters!
He did not lie. He did not hold back at all towards Hua Wuying and his other former disciples.

Once stabbed by these broken swords, no matter who it is, they will be turned into a cloud of blood mist on the spot!
Whether you can survive or not depends entirely on fate.

"No!"

Hua Wuying's pupils shrank sharply, and he yelled, "Stop!"

(End of this chapter)