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Chapter 103 What is the Sword Formation

Xu Shun followed seven or eight people into the alchemy room, and saw two people sitting at a sandalwood table drinking next to the huge alchemy furnace.

One of the rather dignified men saw Yan Zijian and the masked men and said, "Old Yan, you've come at the right time. We were looking for you."

"We were once as close as brothers, why did it come to this?"

"Look back now, I'll pretend nothing happened!"

Yan Zijian looked at him, sneered and said, "Ma Zhiqiu, why are you pretending? In this situation, what good can you get from me?"

"As for turning back? Why am I the one turning back and not you?"

"I have worked so hard for so many years after joining the Huangdan Society. Even if I have no credit, I have worked hard. But you treat me like a beast of burden."

"Without me, would Huang Dan be where he is today?"

"Without me, how can Huang Dan dominate the world?"

"For so many years, you two have always been the Alchemy Masters! What abilities do you two have? Isn't it just because you are at the level of Golden Core that others dare not resist you?"

"Now, I am also a Golden Core cultivator! And a sword cultivator!"

As he spoke, a blue sword light rose from behind him and flew towards Ma Zhiqiu, who had a stern look on his face.

The sword light flashed through the air, like a flying swallow, erratic, and like a dragon's claws, appearing and disappearing.

Ma Zhiqiu saw the sword light and waved his sleeves, and a flame shield appeared three feet in front of him. But the blue sword light was so sharp that it pierced through the flame shield and broke through Ma Zhiqiu's protective robes.

"How is it?" Yan Zijian said as he looked at the cut on Ma Zhiqiu's purple-gray robe.

"It is rumored that there is a sect thousands of miles away called Lingxiao Sword Sect." Ma Zhiqiu just looked at the hole in his clothes and said, "There are rules for sword fighting in the sect."

"Disciples who fail in a sword fight will be driven off the mountain and forced to wander the world to find their own way out. They can only return to the mountain if they defeat the failed disciple in a sword fight again."

"The swordsmanship of the Lingxiao Sword School is known for its unpredictable and untraceable movements."

Yan Zijian took out a shining sword from somewhere and said, "You already knew it."

"I just found out about this recently." Ma Zhiqiu sighed and said, "The Lingxiao Sword Sect is quite secretive and few people know about it. Besides, you have seldom used your sword in all these years."

"At first, I always thought you were an abandoned disciple of the Qinghua Sect!"

"No! I'm not an abandoned disciple!" When Yan Zijian heard the word "abandoned disciple", he jumped up and down and said, "Forget about that person."

"Today, we are not here to reminisce about the past! Master, if you are unwilling to give it to me, then I will come and get it myself!" Yan Zijian said, holding the sword:

"Lingxiao Sect, Yan Zijian is here to invite the two alchemy masters to return to the west!"

Ma Zhiqiu looked at Yan Zijian holding a sword and the eight people behind Yan Zijian, took out the yellow gourd from his waist, and said, "Old Yan, you still don't understand."

"We once treated you as a brother. If you had come to talk to us, we would have given you the position of Alchemy Master long ago."

"You are so foolish to force me like this!"

A fire dragon flew out from the yellow gourd in Ma Zhiqiu's hand, followed by one after another, a total of eight fire dragons surrounding Ma Zhiqiu.

Xu Shun could see clearly that each fire dragon was made of flames, as thick as a water tank, and the dragon head, claws, and scales were all clearly visible.

Eight fire dragons roamed around the alchemy room, raising the temperature of the room a lot, which was far different from the fire crows released in ordinary Huangdanhui.

"What's even more foolish is your strength!" Ma Zhiqiu controlled the fire dragon and said, "So what if you are a Jindan swordsman?"

"You are always the loser!"

"Go!" Under the control of Ma Zhiqiu, eight fire dragons flew towards Yan Zijian, Xu Shun and others, wanting to burn these traitors to death.

"Wind!" Wen Shen, another alchemy master who had been silent on the side, held a palm-leaf fan and fanned the eight fire dragons.

The wind fanned the flames, and the eight fire dragons suddenly grew in size. They carried endless flames, and came in an overwhelming manner, with great pressure.

So Xu Shun slowly stepped back for a while.

"Heh... Eight Desolate Flame Dragons! I've been prepared for this!" Yan Zijian looked at the eight fire dragons and sneered, "Spread your swords!"

Although he was a Jindan sword cultivator, he was not completely sure that he could fight two people alone, especially since Ma and Wen had extraordinary inheritances!
So, he prepared the sword formation.

He and eight sword cultivators can form the "Nine-Star Sword Formation". In the sword formation, he is on the "Big Sun Sword Star" and can go anywhere in the sword formation at will!
Once the sword formation is opened, he will be invincible.

The only thing to note is that the "Nine-Star Sword Formation" is a secret of the Lingxiao Sect, and these people must be dealt with afterwards!
Xu Shun listened for a long time and saw that the two sides had finally started fighting. He said that maybe the fisherman would benefit from the conflict between the two. Now he suddenly heard Yan Zijian shout "Sword Formation".

He looked at the other masked men, drew the swords behind him, and a faint starlight emanated from his body, echoing the starlight on Yan Zijian's body in the distance.

What is sword formation? He doesn’t know it!

Yan Zijian swung out several unpredictable sword energies like a flying horse across the sky, and repelled the eight fire dragons that were rushing towards him.

Feeling that the sword formation had not been set up, he became puzzled and turned his head to see that Xu Shun had already retreated to the door.

He was furious and said, "Why hasn't the Hai Sword returned to its place yet? When will it return?"

In an instant, not only he looked at Xu Shun, but the other seven masked men also looked at Xu Shun, and even Ma Zhiqiu and Wen Shen also looked at Xu Shun.

Xu Shun became the focus of the whole audience.

No, if you don't fight properly, why are you looking at me?

Xu Shun was a little embarrassed.

He had a smooth journey, but he didn't expect to have an accident here.

“Heh…” Ma Zhiqiu found it funny and said jokingly, “Old Yan, what’s wrong? You can’t manage your subordinates well.”

Yan Zijian immediately realized that the person wearing the pig-face mask was not Hai Jian.

"Who are you? Where is Hai Jian?"

Xu Shun looked at Yan Zijian, at the seven masked men, and at Ma Zhiqiu and Wen Shen.

What can he do?
He could only choose to jump back and forth!
"Master of the Jockey Club, I have completed the task you assigned to me!" Xu Shun instantly recalled many martial arts and fairy tales, and then said, "Qingyi Tower has a promise of a thousand gold coins, and we must keep our word. Don't forget the balance!"

As he said that, Xu Shun was about to slip out of the alchemy room.

It's so damn dangerous in there!

Who doesn't know how to lie?
"Hmm? Qingyi Building? Are you colluding with outsiders?"

Although Yan Zijian didn't know what Qingyi Tower was, the things like "a promise worth a thousand gold" and "keeping one's word" didn't seem like a legitimate business.

Ma Zhiqiu looked at Wen Shen, and Wen Shen looked at Ma Zhiqiu.

The looks in their eyes both revealed the same meaning.

"Did you arrange it?"

But they looked at each other, and years of trust made them immediately know that something was wrong!

There's something weird about that person!
(End of this chapter)