Unparalleled Evildoer

Chapter 285: Moon-Slashing Sword Light

When Jiang Yuan and others saw Leng Qianren slashing with the knife, they couldn't help but open their mouths. With such powerful true energy and such a swift blade, it would be difficult for them to dodge it even if they tried their best, let alone resist. It seemed that Zhu Lang's death was a foregone conclusion and he would never survive.

Zhulang did not dodge. He held the sword with both hands. The long sword stood in front of him. There was no inner energy surrounding it. It was just a cold sword. His pupils shrank slightly. Suddenly, a fierce light shone out. He stepped forward and leaped towards the half-moon blade light that was more than ten feet high.

"Isn't this looking for death?" Jiang Yuan and others cursed inwardly. They naturally didn't want Zhulang to die so soon.

But the next moment, something surprising happened. A huge demon shadow suddenly appeared around Zhulang, and the demon shadow also held a giant sword in its hand. This giant sword followed the "Changhe" and also drew a sword light several feet high in the air to meet the knife light.

"Could this be the Sword Demon?" Jiang Yuan and others said in amazement. You know, swords have spiritualities and will even take the initiative to protect their masters at critical moments, but it is very difficult to give birth to a sword soul, let alone a sword soul becoming a demon. I wonder what opportunity Zhulang got that allowed him to be possessed by the Sword Demon.

When a sword soul becomes a demon, it needs the help of external forces, and is nourished by violence and resentment. It goes against the way of the Tao, is ferocious and manic, and is bloodthirsty. It has enormous power, but it needs a strong will to control it. Otherwise, it will lose consciousness and be replaced by the Tao, doing whatever it wants, causing endless harm, and it is not tolerated by the righteous path.

In a flash, the two beams of light collided with each other, flames burst out, the earth rumbled, and the ground was lifted up and rolled around. Jiang Yuan and others hurriedly leaned down, aroused the protective Qi, and resisted the strong wind like a knife.

Even Zhao Nanshuang and the white-haired old man who were fighting hard stopped and looked towards the flames rising into the sky, waiting for the outcome of this fierce collision.

'Om...' The sword intent spread out, and two figures appeared in the center. Leng Qianren stayed in mid-air, his hair all stood up, his face was distorted, and the 'Zhan Yue' in his hand was still burning with blazing flames, pressing hard on the sword demon's giant sword. Zhulang held the sword horizontally with both hands, hunched his body, lowered his head, closed his eyes, his hair was flying, his clothes were torn in many places, and blood was flowing out.

Leng Qianren was shocked. He didn't expect that Zhulang, who was just possessed by the Sword Demon, could actually block his full-strength attack. You must know that after overcoming the tribulation and becoming an immortal, one will be reborn, and the meridians will be like a magnet, constantly absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy, which is inexhaustible.

Leng Qianren couldn't believe that a young man who only cultivated sword skills had such strength. This was simply an insult to his hundreds of years of practice. The flame of the long sword rose again, and the surrounding air seemed to be scorched. The long sword was pressed into a semicircle, making a low humming sound.

Zhulang suddenly opened his eyes, "Teng..." he used the force to catapult himself back. Leng Qianren didn't let Zhulang catch his breath, he swung his long sword in the air, "Whoosh..." a sword light several meters long swept towards Zhulang in the air.

As Zhulang flew backwards, the long sword in his hand burst out with white light, and the demonic shadows around him transformed into thousands of cold black swords, densely covering the air. He shouted coldly: "Look at my three thousand angers!" Wherever the white light went, thousands of black swords roared out like a bursting dam, rushing towards the crescent-shaped sword light.

Facing Zhulang's "three thousand angers", Leng Qianren turned the sword light into a sea of ​​fire. He did not dare to underestimate the sword shadow transformed by the sword demon, because the sword intent was too powerful.

"Bang bang..." There was a continuous roar between heaven and earth, flames were flying all over the sky, strong winds were blowing, and the shock wave lifted up soil and rocks, flying all around.

The white-haired old man couldn't help but admire: "Good boy, you have some ability, a hundred times better than this bunch of trash that City Xu found!"

After hearing these unpleasant words, Long Quan and others all looked embarrassed. Indeed, this one sword alone was enough to make Zhu Lang famous in the cultivation world, but no one knew how long he could hold on after this sword.

Zhulang could no longer hold on. He tightly grasped the long sword stuck in the ground and rushed out of the light curtain. After slashing more than ten feet away, he knelt on one knee and suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood. His face turned pale, and blood dripped from the corners of his eyes. He muttered in his heart: "Is the gap so big?"

Leng Qianren landed on the ground with a thud, pointing his long sword at Zhulang, and said sternly: "If you join my sect, I will spare your life!"

Zhulang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled and said, "You are indeed very powerful. I admit that I am no match for you, but you'd better not even think about asking me to join your sect."

Leng Qianren glanced at Wuzhan and laughed, "Joining my sect will not only make you immortal, but I will also pass on all my skills to you. With your aptitude and the ability to cultivate both your mind and spirit, your future is boundless. If you follow him, you will only go astray."

Zhulang stood up and sneered, "Cultivating both mind and qi? Haha, you think too highly of me. I don't have such good qualifications, nor do I have the energy to cultivate qi. I can only do one thing, and I have to do it to the extreme. Qi has realms, but mind has no realms. When my sword will is strong enough, I can also kill immortals and gods. Only sir can make me do this, and you are not qualified!"

Leng Qianren sneered: "Frog in the well!"

"So are you."

"You are such an arrogant boy! How dare you look down on me? I can't let you go!" He leaped forward, swung the blazing long sword, and slashed at Zhulang like lightning.

Zhu Lang did not resist this time, but flew backwards, "Bang!" With a chop of the knife, the ground cracked open a half-zhang wide gully, extending all the way to the front of the bronze coffin, and earth and rocks flew everywhere.

Seeing that his first strike missed, Leng Qianren slashed at Zhulang again and said angrily, "See how many of these strikes you can dodge!"

Seeing that Wuzhan ignored the fight and stared at the disc on the coffin lid, Zhao Nanshuang knew that Wuzhan was trying to open the bronze coffin and take Taiyi's finger bone. He shouted at Leng Qianren, who was furious, "Reckless man, don't you know what's important?"

Leng Qianren stopped upon hearing this, took a look at the bronze coffin, then turned to Zhulang who had landed on the ground and said, "I'll take your life later!" He put away his knife and walked towards the bronze coffin.

The white-haired old man shouted, "Stop him!"

Jiang Yuan and Dong Chuanzi had no choice but to bite the bullet and swing their swords to kill Leng Qianren. Jiang Yuan danced with his hands and countless ice swords shot out, while the edgeless sword in Dong Chuanzi's hand transformed into a giant sword more than ten feet long, pressing towards Leng Qianren like a mountain.

"Boom..." Broken ice flew everywhere, Leng Qianren broke through the rain of swords with one knife, raised the blazing long sword to meet the falling giant sword, "clang..." The swords collided, deafening, and a hurricane rushed.

Dong Tanzi's body drew a curve in the air like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground, unable to get up.

"Huh..." Leng Qianren's figure suddenly rushed in front of Jiang Yuan, and a beam of fire poured down. The powerful pressure made Jiang Yuan's body more than ten times heavier, and the ground collapsed.

Jiang Yuan was horrified and shouted in panic, "Freeze!" His palms slapped out two balls of surging blue flames, which were horizontal in front of him and suddenly condensed into an iceberg. "Bang..." The broken ice exploded, and Jiang Yuan was directly blown away by the shock wave. Leng Qianren appeared, ignoring Jiang Yuan who fell to the ground and vomited blood, holding a long sword and walked towards Wuzhan.

Wuzhan said to the white-haired old man, "It seems that if you don't come out, it will be difficult for us to defeat them. The only way is to take out the finger bone and escape so as not to fall into the hands of the Anti-Heaven Sect."

The white-haired old man sighed, "Do you think we haven't thought of this method? If we can open it, why would we need to carry such a heavy bronze coffin and attract the Anti-Heaven Cult to snatch it!"

Wuzhan said, "I see. Let me give it a try!" He turned over and sat on the coffin lid, looking at Leng Qianren who was walking towards him and said, "I advise you not to get close!"

Leng Qianren did not stop and snorted coldly: "Do you think you can scare me away with just one word?"

Wuzhan placed his hand on the disc and said calmly, "I just don't want you to die for this. Do you know how heavy this bronze coffin is? There are so many hidden mechanisms inside it. If I twist this disc, what will happen next?"

When Longquan heard that Wuzhan was about to open the bronze coffin, he quickly flew away. Xu Shi was very cautious about this and did not dare to open it easily, which showed the danger.

Leng Qianren slowed down his pace and looked at the bronze coffin. Wuzhan was indeed not a threat. He said in a deep voice: "Even Mayor Xu can't open it. I advise you not to open it, otherwise you will be the first to die!"

Wuzhan said: "If I knew the layout of this mechanism, would you believe it?"

"Click!" Wuzhan had already turned the disc, and the bronze coffin made a sound of mechanism moving. Leng Qianren concentrated and was alert, and could not help but stop. He did not expect Wuzhan to really dare to try, "I really don't want to live anymore!"

Wuzhan paused for a long time, as if he was thinking about something. Leng Qianren was about to continue speaking when "click" Wuzhan twisted the disc back. Frightened Leng Qianren, he quickly held the long sword across his body.

The white-haired old man laughed and said, "There are eight positions on this disk. Mayor Xu has tried them all. It is definitely not something you can open by twisting it once. If you keep trying, you will only die."

"Kaka" Wuzhan ignored the words of the white-haired old man and twisted two positions continuously. There was silence all around. Everyone held their breath and stared at Wuzhan, or were waiting to see how Wuzhan would die. Even Yunchu, who had always had confidence in Wuzhan, began to worry.

Leng Qianren shouted, "If you don't want to live, I will grant your wish. Come down to me now!"

"Click, click" Wu Ya turned the disc back, but still nothing happened.

The white-haired old man said to Leng Qianren: "Let him come down. Do you want to give it a try too?"

"Click, click, click." Wuzhan twisted the coffin three times clockwise. A rumbling sound came from the bronze coffin, and countless tiny holes appeared on the outer wall, as if poisonous needles were ready to be fired.

Seeing this, Leng Qianren flipped over and jumped ten feet away, "What a lunatic!"

"Click, click, click." Wuzhan twisted the disc back and the holes on the outer wall disappeared again. Without raising his head, Wuzhan continued to twist the four positions clockwise. "Bang, bang..." The sound of the mechanism biting was heard from inside the bronze coffin. The ferocious beasts on the outer wall opened their fangs, revealing four fist-sized pearls. However, everyone who saw them knew that these pearls were by no means priceless jewels, but magical weapons filled with deadly poison.

The atmosphere around them began to become tense. They were not worried about Wuzhai, but they were unsure whether they would have time to escape once the mechanism was launched, so they slowly and involuntarily retreated.

The white-haired old man's face changed slightly, and he glared at Wuzhan and said, "I advise you to stop now. If you keep trying like this, you may destroy the things inside!"

"Click, click, click." Wuzhan seemed not to hear the words of the white-haired old man, and twisted the disc back, but the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and the bronze coffin returned to its original state.

The white-haired old man said angrily: "If you ruin our great cause, I will grind you to dust, stop now!"

Wuzhan said, "I risked my life to test you, but you are not grateful. Instead, you want to grind me to dust. What you said is really chilling!"

The white-haired old man said, "I don't need you to test it. You just need to protect it well. When Mayor Xu arrives, it will be a great achievement!"

Wuzhan said: "Now that you put it like this, I understand. However, this is very difficult!"

Zhao Nanshuang shouted to Leng Qianren, "Did you hear that? They are waiting for Mayor Xu to arrive. Come and help me break the spell cast by this stinky old Taoist!"

Upon hearing this, Leng Qianren did not say anything. He walked while accumulating true energy. His long sword ignited a flame that was more than ten feet long, and the entire ground was scorched. He came in front of the light curtain, and without hesitation, he jumped high up. The long sword turned into a thunderbolt and struck the light curtain.

"Boom..." The earth rumbled, the sound shook the sky, and the light spread like a meteor, dazzling the eyes. The shock wave uprooted the trees hundreds of feet away, and the people with low cultivation were directly blown away by the strong wind.

Wuzhan hid behind the bronze coffin and avoided the shock wave, but no one noticed him at this time.

When the light faded away, only a ten-foot-wide gap was seen on the light curtain. The white-haired old man on the other side had a dark blue face and blood at the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that the attack had caused him great trauma.

Zhao Nanshuang took the opportunity to fly out of the light curtain, twirling the flower umbrella in his hand, floating in the air, and said with a leisurely smile: "Now is the time to close the net and cut off the turtle!"

(End of this chapter)