Sword Qi to the Sky

Chapter 378 Tear Alive
Li Fan looked ahead in astonishment, and Lu Yuan, Huang Xiong, and the others behind him were also taken aback.

"Awesome!" Liu Ji couldn't help but exclaim as she carried Yang Qingshan on her back. Yue Qingqiu, who was standing behind him, also looked at the old man in surprise. Humans were indeed strange; their cultivation methods far surpassed those of the demon realm.

"This is the sword of my great sword cultivator from Lishan. I must cultivate diligently and become a great sword cultivator as soon as possible, so that when I meet the next 'Lu Yuan', I won't be snatched away by Brother Xiao Fan."

As Yang Qingshan pondered this, his sword intent flowed through his body, and he gained some insights.

That sword, hidden in the wind, merged into the wind, and became one with the Dao.

The wind arrived, the sword arrived, and with a single strike, a shower of blood fell. This Wash Medicine Lake was truly audacious, daring to attempt to harm them at Li Mountain. Perhaps at that time, they all believed that Li Mountain would be destroyed.

"Keep up and watch carefully."

The old man tilted his head and called out to Li Fan, his figure moving like the wind and a sword as he continued forward.

"Alright." Li Fan followed on his sword, the dragon darted forward, and Huang Xiong shouted, "I'll go collect the demon core."

The weather at Wash Medicine Lake changed dramatically. A violent demonic aura enveloped the area above Wash Medicine Lake, and powerful energy surged from different directions within the lake.

It would have been fine if Li Fan had appeared before, as everyone thought he would be easily killed. But now, Lu You's slaughter has shaken the entire Washing Medicine Lake, and many of the old monsters within the lake have been awakened.

"Lu You, the matter of leaving the mountain back then was just a misunderstanding. It was an individual act within the Washing Medicine Lake and has nothing to do with the sect." A voice came from afar, seemingly showing weakness, which made all the disciples of Washing Medicine Lake startled.

The sword cultivators from Lishan stormed into the Medicine Washing Lake, and now the Medicine Washing Lake is offering an explanation?

People say that Lishan has declined, but Xiyaohu is also a major sect, yet it is so afraid of Lishan.

This also made them realize that the decline of Lishan was relative to the Dali Dynasty. Although Xiyaohu was a major sect, it was still extremely vulnerable in the face of the decline of Lishan.

"I don't care who did it. Since you can't control your disciples, you'll just have to clean them up." Lu You's voice was erratic and drifted away with the wind. In the distance, a beam of sword light appeared again, accompanied by angry roars and screams.

Li Fan followed closely on his sword, but still couldn't keep up with the old man's movements. The old man was already far away. He released his speed to its maximum and rushed forward, his eyes fixed on the front, his divine sense extending outward, trying to see Lu You's sword clearly.

The swordsmanship of a Seven Realms Myriad Manifestations Grand Cultivator is still far from his reach and difficult to comprehend, but now he is only one step away from the Dao Body Realm, so the Dao Body Sword is more suitable for him to contemplate and comprehend.

"Lu You, don't be so presumptuous!" At this moment, a loud shout came, and the demonic energy in the Medicine Washing Lake at the foot of West Mountain surged, the demonic mist soared into the sky, and a fierce aura spread, causing the heavens and earth to tremble violently.

Li Fan looked into the distance and saw figures emerging from the demonic mist, and directly in front of him emerged a colossal creature—a demonic bear.

This demonic bear was a hundred meters tall, with thick limbs. When it stepped through the void, it caused the heavens and earth to tremble, exuding a wild and powerful aura.

On the back of the giant bear stood a figure who stared at the old man walking forward and said, "Lu You, you have already killed many people and avenged your past grievances. You should stop here and Xiyao Lake will not pursue the matter any further. If you want to continue killing, I, the patriarch of Xiyao Lake, am still here."

Several sixth-realm cultivators from Xiyao Lake appeared simultaneously, all releasing terrifying pressure. The disciples of Xiyao Lake had never seen such a scene before. These elders were rarely seen on ordinary days, but now they all came out.

Even so, beneath their seemingly tough words lay a reluctance to continue the fight, a desire to call it quits.

The slaughter at Xiyao Lake was so brutal, should we just let it go?

All the disciples felt humiliated.

The ancestor hasn't appeared yet; is he something he's afraid of?

Lu You stopped in his tracks, a mocking smile appearing on his aged face. His sharp eyes swept over the humans and demons on the demonic mist, and he said frivolously, "Sword cultivators of Li Mountain, have you ever been afraid of a crowd?"

The old man, alone with his sword, walked forward and said, "It's been many years since I've stretched my muscles. Let's all come at him together."

A gentle breeze is blowing.

The old man spoke loudly, and a gust of wind swept by, dispersing the demonic mist. The wind was omnipresent, and no one could avoid its presence. The elder of the Medicine Washing Lake surged with magical power, protecting his body and preventing the wind from entering. This old fellow's sword was with the wind; while you were bathing in the gentle breeze, what awaited you might be a sword.

"Kill." The old man on the demon bear's back spoke coldly. Since the other party refused to give up, then killing was the only option.

In an instant, a deafening roar echoed through the sky as a series of fist shadows roared out and slammed towards the old man. From another direction, a golden palm struck furiously. Directly in front, black mist roared and surged. As it approached the old man, a huge demonic bear suddenly appeared from within the black mist and charged towards him.

The old man moved forward, leaving a trail of afterimages as his body merged into the wind. As he moved forward, he raised his hand and swung his sword.

"The breeze cracks."

As the sword was drawn, cracks appeared in the sky. These cracks had no fixed trajectory; they were winding, twisting, and disordered.

When Li Fan looked there, the neat and clean sky seemed to have been torn apart, with hideous scars appearing in the sky. The incoming attacks were instantly torn apart and exploded in the air. "It's not just that it incorporates wind attributes."

As Li Fan comprehended the sword, his heart was stirred. An old man who had been working in a tavern outside the city for many years was actually such a powerful swordsman.

As the number one sword dao holy land in the Great Li world, how many sword cultivators like Lishan are scattered all over the world? Only now does Li Fan realize that Lishan on Lishan is not the whole of Lishan.

Many of those accomplished sword cultivators who left the mountain must be scattered elsewhere.

"Om."

The old man's figure vanished into the wind once more, and when he reappeared the next moment, a sword domain storm appeared in the world, engulfing everyone in the storm.

The old man appeared in the air, a sword in his hand, seemingly connected to the sword by thousands of threads. These endless threads were the source of the storm.

"The sword cultivators from Lishan should not push their luck too far."

At this moment, a powerful voice echoed from the core of Xiyao Lake, in the western mountains, accompanied by a monstrous demonic aura. Above the western mountains, demonic clouds surged, and a pair of eerie green lights appeared, like the eyes of a demon.

"Greetings, Ancestor." The cultivators of Wash Medicine Lake trembled violently, all bowing deeply in respect. Even the Ancestor, who had been in seclusion for many years, was forced to come out.

With the ancestor here, he will surely be able to kill that great swordsman from Lishan.

Today, Li Shan has indeed gone too far, actually trying to destroy Xiyao Lake.

In the land of Xishan, an old man in black robes appeared before him. Demonic clouds rolled beneath his feet, and a huge demonic shadow appeared, with two horns on its head and jet-black scales like armor. It was enormous and stretched for hundreds of meters.

"A demonic dragon?"

"It has transformed into a dragon." The cultivator from Wash Medicine Lake was shocked when he saw the dark figure appear. His eyes revealed a look of wild joy. The ancestor's demon slave was a giant dragon that had followed the ancestor for many years.

During the ancestor's seclusion, the great dragon finally transformed into a dragon.

Pythons transform into jiao, and jiao transform into dragons; the demonic dragon is the ultimate form that pythons and jiao cultivate to.

"Congratulations, Ancestor."

The elders of the Medicine Washing Lake also bowed and offered their congratulations. Since the ancestor's mount had transformed into a dragon, the previous losses of the Medicine Washing Lake were nothing.

"Who?"

Just then, the Old Ancestor of Washing Medicine Lake suddenly shouted and looked up at the sky.

Everyone looked up and saw a burly figure dressed in cloth floating in the sky amidst the churning demonic energy. His body was facing downwards, and suddenly a terrifying pressure emanated from him.

Behind that figure, a majestic and boundless martial spirit appeared. It was a demonic ape, hundreds of meters tall, with cold eyes, looking down at the Old Ancestor of Washing Medicine Lake and the black dragon below.

The old ancestor of Xiyao Lake's expression changed.

"How impressive!"

A voice fell, as powerful as the heavens, and Xing Feng raised his hand downwards, a huge demonic ape palm print descending like the hand of the heavens.

The black dragon roared and soared into the sky, colliding with the giant palm of the demonic ape that was crashing down. The sky trembled violently, and the black dragon actually tore the giant palm apart. But before the cultivators of Washing Medicine Lake could rejoice, they saw a huge demonic ape grab the black dragon's mouth with both hands.

Xing Feng's body had merged with the demonic ape. His blood and qi surged to the sky, and the demonic ape radiated brilliant light. Its arms shot up, and the black dragon's massive body trembled violently. Its mouth was torn open, and the tearing spread to its body.

The Medicine Washing Lake suddenly fell silent as the demon dragon was torn apart.

Li Fan was also stunned by the shocking scene before him. The demonic ape actually tore the black dragon apart. What terrifying power was that?

"Sword cultivation isn't appealing anymore, I want to practice martial arts." Yang Qingshan swallowed hard and muttered to himself.

"Stop!" Old Ancestor of Wash Medicine Lake roared, but it was too late. The black dragon's body was torn open from its mouth, blood raining down. After tearing the dragon apart, the demonic ape grabbed the black dragon's demon core and held it in its palm.

Even Lu You couldn't help but feel a pang of pain in his heart; this was the most miserable demon dragon he had ever seen.

(End of this chapter)