Sword Qi to the Sky

Chapter 418 Killing the Holy Son
This world is now teeming with cultivators. Besides those who originally wanted to kill Wen Ruyu, there are various forces attracted by the imperial court's bounty, as well as cultivators who have become famous for trying to kill Wen Ruyu.

At this moment, they all gathered together.

This scene made the cultivators watching from afar sigh. Lishan is still Lishan after all. In this world, only the Lishan sword cultivators have such influence, capable of attracting so many top sect cultivators to come and besiege them in a single battle.

People say that Lishan has declined, but who can compare to the scale of their operation to kill Wen Ruyu?
Moreover, many people had barely caught a glimpse of Wen Ruyu's figure when several cultivators had already died under his sword. Even someone as powerful as Kong He was unable to defeat him.

"Wen Ruyu, today, no one can save you." A voice came, and everyone looked up at the sky and saw the cold eyes of Princess Taihua looking down at Wen Ruyu in the sky. Her eyebrows were like sharp swords and her eyes were narrow and long like cold stars.

She had heard of the legendary figures of the previous generation and knew of Haoran Sword's former glory, but times had changed. Haoran Sword's orphan dared to kill her sister.

But she noticed that Wen Ruyu didn't even look up at her. In the eyes of that cold and aloof swordsman, she was no different from everyone else here.

A beam of intense light emanated from Wen Ruyu's body, as if a sword had pierced through his body from top to bottom, and a sword-shaped pattern appeared between his eyebrows.

"Boom..." In an instant, a killing storm enveloped the boundless land, rushing towards the surrounding cultivators.

"Be careful."

Shouts rang out, many people even unleashed their magical weapons, while others were instantly pierced through the body by sharp swords and died.

Kong He was furious, and while Wen Ruyu was fighting him, she launched an attack on everyone else as well.

"kill."

A beam of lightning descended, transforming into a spear of thunder, piercing down from the sky like divine punishment, and striking Wen Ruyu.

"Kill..." From the direction of Lingxiao Pavilion, several sixth-realm sword cultivators attacked simultaneously, with Yue Yunxiao wielding a golden giant sword to strike Wen Ruyu.

From other directions, attacks rained down on Wen Ruyu, aiming to bury him.

In the distance, outside the Heavenly Gate of Baiyujing, a group of figures emerged and looked toward the battlefield.

Mu Changqing was among them.

"Mr. Mu," Xiao Lu looked at Mu Changqing with some curiosity and asked, "What brings you to this scene today?"

"Just looking around." Mu Changqing replied with a smile, and Xiao Lu didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he continued to look towards the battlefield in the distance. Although it was a long distance away, their cultivation levels were enough for them to see it clearly.

"If Wen Ruyu were to cultivate to the peak of the seventh realm, the threat he would pose to the Great Li Dynasty would likely surpass that of his father." Xiao Lu sighed. Wen Haoran was a gentleman, cultivated the Haoran Sword, and acted with righteousness and integrity.

But Wen Ruyu is different; he cultivates the sword path of slaughter, and he will kill all the cultivators of the imperial court.

"Why is he here too?" At this moment, Xiao Lu's gaze swept across the outer edge of the battlefield, and he saw a familiar figure. He would not have noticed an ordinary person, but that person had asked about the summit of Baiyujing a few days ago, so he noticed him at a glance.

"He seems to be heading towards the battlefield." An Zhiyao, standing beside him, also showed a strange expression.

He also wants to join the war and kill Wen Ruyu?
Not like!

This person doesn't seem like the type to draw his sword for a reward offered by the imperial court.

If it wasn't to kill Wen Ruyu, then it would be...

Mu Changqing naturally saw Li Fan as well. He was well aware of the relationship between his junior brother and junior brother Wen. Apart from his senior sister, junior brother Wen was the closest person to his junior brother.

He asked Bai Yujing about the Dao that day, presumably for the sake of Junior Brother Wen, as he did not want Bai Yujing to get involved.

On the outskirts of the battlefield, Li Fan rode his sword through the air, heading towards the battlefield.

The sword energy was intense, and the sword intent emanated from his body.

Although his junior brother had sent him a telepathic message telling him not to interfere, how could he stand idly by when he saw cultivators from all sides surrounding and killing his junior brother?

Now all the sects in the world think that Lishan is easy to bully.

Otherwise, why would sects and forces that have no grudges against Lishan dare to participate in the siege for the sake of a bounty or to make a name for themselves?

Would they dare to surround and kill Bai Yujing?

Looking back, there was a mountain, a temple, a monastery, and an academy, with Lishan being the most prominent.

Li Fan arrived at the outer edge of the battlefield. Looking up, a flying sword whistled out like a thunderclap. A cultivator seemed to sense something and was about to make a move when the flying sword pierced his throat. With a loud bang, his head exploded, and he died instantly. Li Fan continued forward. Flying swords seemed to be arrayed in formation, with continuous thuds. People kept falling from the outer edge of the battlefield, and Li Fan's body swept past them as they died, continuing towards the inner edge of the battlefield.

"Lu Qingqiu? What is he doing?" At this moment, many people noticed Li Fan, who had actually charged in.

"He is helping Wen Ruyu."

Xiao Lu looked at Li Fan with some surprise and said softly, "So, you're also from Li Mountain."

Although he didn't know who it was, Xiao Lu had already guessed that Li Fan came from Li Mountain.

Swordsmanship at the summit of Baiyujing, and assistance to Wen Ruyu—besides the sword cultivators of Lishan, what other force could it be?
“Leaving the mountain,” An Zhiyao murmured. “No wonder there is such a sword.”

Since they are sword cultivators from Lishan, then it is understandable.

If the one who seeks the pinnacle of Baiyujing is a sword cultivator from Lishan, then that would be the most acceptable outcome for Baiyujing.

Li Fan's move instantly caused a sensation among the crowd, with countless eyes turning to his location.

He was indiscriminately slaughtering and killing Wen Ruyu's cultivators.

This means making enemies of all forces. What is the relationship between the sword cultivator at the summit of Baiyujing and Wen Ruyu?
On the battlefield, everyone noticed Li Fan attacking from behind, and many cultivators immediately rushed towards him.

At this moment, Li Fan transformed into a sword body, his body radiating the brilliance of swordsmanship. With a thought, countless flying swords swept across the sky, and people died one after another. The Soul-Chasing Sword evolved from the Separation Sword, and its sword strikes to chase away souls.

"It's him again." The cultivators from Tiandu Palace and Lingxiao Pavilion also saw Li Fan make his move. Yun Tiansheng, the Holy Son of Tiandu Palace, said, "Kill him."

He wanted Li Fan's life the day he left Baiyujing, but he was forced to retreat due to the situation. Now that Li Fan is seeking death, even with his extremely strong personal combat power as a cultivator at the initial stage of the Dao Body realm, he is still doomed to die.

Li Fan also noticed Yun Tiansheng, glanced in that direction, and then seemed to transform into a sword, rushing straight towards Yun Tiansheng like a rainbow piercing the sun.

"You're courting death." Yun Tiansheng's expression was extremely gloomy. In front of him were several Dao Body Realm cultivators from the Heavenly Capital Palace. They simultaneously summoned their Dharma Images, which seemed to appear as celestial gods and launched an attack on Li Fan.

As Li Fan moved forward, a huge sword formation diagram appeared in front of him. This sword formation diagram seemed to be devouring the energy of heaven and earth and turning it into swords, constantly expanding in front of him, killing everything in its path.

A gigantic arm slammed into the sword formation, its terrifying power seemingly capable of shattering the void. However, once inside the sword formation, it was completely submerged and gradually annihilated by the formation.

"He wants to kill Yun Tiansheng?"

The cultivators watching from afar felt their hearts pound at the sight. Li Fan was heading straight for Yun Tiansheng's location, and despite being intercepted by several Dao Body Realm cultivators, he was not hindered at all.

Another Wen Ruyu has failed.

But it was at this moment that golden light burst forth in front of Li Fan, and an infinitely huge golden wheel appeared, from which countless sharp swords fell.

Then, one after another, towering giant spirits appeared, enormous and like divine generals. They attacked simultaneously, with ancient golden fist beams piercing through the void and huge palm prints like those of gods shattering everything. These were the absolute core forces of the Heavenly Capital Palace, practicing the Heavenly Capital Palace's top-level techniques. The oppressive aura of the top sects of the Great Li Dynasty was fully displayed at this moment.

Although Li Fan defeated Yue Yunxiao of Lingxiao Pavilion that day, he was now facing not just one cultivator at the middle stage of the Dao Body realm.

Upon seeing the scene before him, Li Fan's eyes seemed to gleam with golden divine light, and the roar of dragons emanated from his body, his boundless blood and qi seemingly merging into the sword formation.

A sword light shone brightly between his brows, and the sword wheel spun wildly, unleashing countless sharp swords. At this moment, a sword scripture seemed to resound in his mind, like the chanting of the Great Dao sword. Ancient characters seemed to appear on the sword formation diagram. The cultivators of Tiandu Palace were greatly shocked, and the huge sword formation in front of them became even more dazzling.

"Go." Li Fan raised his hand and struck out. Instantly, the sword formation diagram rushed forward and collided with the incoming attacks. For a moment, the void trembled and a terrifying storm swept out. The terrifying attack caused the sword formation diagram to collapse and explode, but millions of sharp swords still shot out, turning into a sky full of sword light.

All the cultivators of Tiandu Palace took action to block the incoming sword beams. At this moment, a loud shout rang out: "Yun Tiansheng!"

Yun Tiansheng looked up and saw a pair of extremely sharp eyes, and an extreme sword light mixed in with the sky full of sword light, like a sword meteor cutting through the sky and killing him.

"Die!" The moment he had the thought of resisting, he heard a word fall, and a sword light ignored the distance in space, killing him in an instant and piercing through his head.

Not far in front of him, an elder's attack landed, but it still failed to intercept the sword. Yun Tiansheng's head exploded and shattered instantly, and he died with his soul scattered.

The surrounding Tiandu Palace cultivators were stunned for a moment, staring in astonishment as Yun Tiansheng was killed, while the cultivators in the distance also felt their hearts pounding.

Under the attack of the cultivators of Tiandu Palace, he killed the Holy Son of Tiandu Palace with a single sword strike.
Two generations of holy sons were killed in succession.

(End of this chapter)