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Chapter 191: Cicada Sword

Chapter 191: Cicada Sword
The night wind blew away the faint smell of blood.

Some people died in this canyon, some were dying, and some weapons and armor were broken into pieces and stained with blood.

Some powerful ones even fled, unwilling to die at the hands of Jiaoxiong Gong, who was at the seventh level of Yuque.

Behind Jiaoxiang Gong, a dragon with even greater power than a real dragon is roaring and dancing.

He spread out his arms, and his two wide dark sleeves were like two pieces of clouds, covering the bright moon in the sky and blocking the retreat of others.

After Chen Zhian dug a pit on the spot and buried the master who had died silently while sitting cross-legged with his palms clasped together, the battle came to an end.

"Without battle formations, magical treasures, or famous swords and sabers, the level gap in the Jade Palace Realm would be difficult to make up."

Chen Zhian sighed in his heart.

The Lion Old Man and General Seven-Tailed were both Jade Que fifth-level Xuanfu cultivators. Together with Lord Jiaoxiang who was also at the Jade Que realm, these retainers who protected Wang Yan, or people from the imperial court, had to die on this battlefield.

“No wonder a figure like Qi Tianchong can only rank fourth in Western Penglai in terms of cultivation.

No wonder West Penglai has been established for more than ten years and has never been destroyed... This mountain, even without the background of the Xie family, is probably even more powerful than some aristocratic families."

Chen Zhian thought so in his heart, and then shook his head slightly.

However, Xi Penglai is not a civilian force. In the final analysis, it is just a subsidiary of the six surnames of Dayu and is considered to be the power of the Longxi Xie family.

"The Longxi Xie family has built a stronghold like Xi Penglai in the Great Yu world, so the other five families... I'm afraid they're not far behind.

No wonder the six clans are so powerful. In West Penglai alone, there are already many powerful Jade Palace masters, and even people like Jiao Xianggong. "

Chen Zhian was deep in thought.

And waves arose in the void again, transforming into a looming dragon, coiling down and coming to Chen Zhian's side.

Chen Zhian did not hesitate and stepped onto the illusory dragon.

"We must leave as soon as possible. Even though this place is deserted, it will take no more than a cup of tea for the imperial court to find us."

Jiaoxiong opened his mouth, walked into the clouds in the west and disappeared.

Chen Zhian wore a long sword on his waist and sat cross-legged on the dragon's head. Together with the Lion Old Man and General Seven-tailed, who were both very exhausted, he let the dragon swim into the clouds.

This canyon is actually located directly south of Xuantianjing.

The reason why Jiao Xianggong went west was deliberately to avoid the strong man coming from Xuantianjing.

After Chen Zhian killed Wang Yan, he felt calmer.

He sat cross-legged on top of the dragon's head to practice, practicing the Ziqing Xuanwei Chanzhen technique. The purple true essence and the twelve innate divine essences slowly digested the third innate qi.

Every time Chen Zhian refines a bit of the cyan innate energy, his true essence and spiritual essence will increase a lot.

By the end of September, Chen Zhian was not far from completely refining the third innate qi.

"To put it simply, I entered the first level of Xiantian in early July, and now it's late September, less than three months."

In three months, he broke through three levels of the innate realm. Chen Zhian was quite satisfied with this speed of practice.

"There are still a few days left before the engagement. I hope to enter the fourth level of innateness as soon as possible."

Chen Zhian's eyes flickered, and his spiritual energy turned into silk threads and flowed out, like two eyes, passing through the thick clouds and looking at the vast world.

The old man Shishi and General Nanao were standing beside him.

The man and the demon looked at Chen Zhian from time to time.

Chen Zhian closed his eyes and practiced. They could clearly sense the extremely thick and solid true energy lingering around Chen Zhian.

For people like them who are able to cultivate to the fifth level of Jade Que, their talent and aptitude can naturally be described as excellent.

But even so, when they saw that Chen Zhian, who was still in the innate realm, holding the famous Beilu sword of the young master of the Xie family, was able to kill the Yuque Tianguan cultivator.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

Especially General Nanao, who would lick his lips from time to time, with greedy eyes and flushed cheeks, but no one knew what he was thinking.

Chen Zhian also sensed the somewhat fiery gaze of General Nanao, and a sense of warning arose in his heart.

The beautiful General Nanabi had already revealed her true form on the battlefield: she was actually a fox demon.

This fox demon also comes from Western Penglai.

Being targeted by a monster of such origin, even Chen Zhian, who was incredibly brave, couldn't help but be wary.

but……

Chen Zhian was not the only one who saw the greedy look of the fox demon!

As the dragon traveled in the clouds, passing by a towering mountain and a lush and dense welcoming pine.

Suddenly, a man walked out from under the pine tree.

The man's face was blurred and he had a long sword on his waist.

The sword was snow-white and had an ordinary aura, and he looked like just a swordsman climbing a mountain.

So the Lioness and General Nanao, who had already discovered this person, relaxed their vigilance.

The next moment, the mountaineering swordsman put one hand on the hilt of the sword and gently pulled out the long sword...

When the long sword was unsheathed, the clouds within a ten-mile radius seemed to gather together.

A sword energy tore through the sky, carrying with it the etherealness of clouds. The silver light fell like heavy snow, and then condensed into dazzling ice crystals!

This sword energy was too brilliant, too intense, and filled with unimaginable mysteries.

The old man lion and the general Nanao suddenly realized it and were horrified.

Two Xuanfu Jade Palaces appeared behind them, and two divine images appeared.

Lion, fox!
Roar, Nanao!
Mysterious magical powers came one after another, countless air burned and then exploded, trying to block the brilliant sword.

But when the sword light fell, the condensed cloud flow collapsed suddenly, and then turned into thousands of ice crystals, and then turned into thousands of sword qi, gushing out.

The overwhelming snow and wind, carrying with it unimaginable sword energy and extremely mysterious sword power, fell in an instant.

This sword is extremely powerful.

In an extremely easy manner, he cut off two divine images and several magical powers.

Heavy snow was falling between heaven and earth, and the essence of the soul turned into two big hands. One hand grabbed Chen Zhian, and the other hand took off the Yunlu sword from Chen Zhian's waist.

Roar!
A terrifying roar also came from a distance.

A dragon that seemed to appear and disappear broke through the clouds, passed through the cloud flow, and then passed through the heavy snow mixed with thousands of sword energies, and flew over.

His dragon claw was covered in blood, and he reached out to grab the mysterious swordsman on the mountain, wanting to use this magical power to attack instead of defend, and make the mysterious swordsman give up trying to capture Chen Zhian and grab the famous sword of Beilu.

But the mysterious swordsman did not dodge at all and still stood there.

He flicked the blade with his fingers, and another stream of sword energy spiraled up from the hilt of the sword, leaving a continuous afterimage wherever the blade passed, like cumulonimbus clouds rolling before a snowstorm.

Followed by.

Gale!

rainstorm!

snowstorm!
Come fully!

All kinds of sword energy mixed together and turned into an extremely terrifying tornado, rolling up sword energy waves hundreds of feet high.

The wandering dragon retreated violently with deep fear in its eyes.

But even so, Jiaoxiong Gong still swam over, with a glow on one of his dragon claws.

He opened his mouth and spit out a treasure that shone like a dragon ball.

Spots of light were mixed in the dragon's claws, grabbing towards the void.

On the cloud, the black-clad Jiaoxiong Gong looked at the Beilu Famous Sword, and his eyes seemed to be making a decision...

Finally, the greed in his eyes made him look at Chen Zhian.

The dragon claw fell with a bang, hitting the wisp of spiritual energy that trapped Chen Zhian.

The divine aura suddenly dissipated.

Chen Zhian, who had been swept unconscious by the powerful divine energy, fell into the dragon's claws.

Jiao Xianggong did not hesitate at all and stopped fighting with the mysterious swordsman, but disappeared into the void.

Because... within a radius of hundreds of miles, several powerful auras have emerged and are rushing towards this place.

He is a strong man in Xuantianjing.

If they continued to fight, the fact that they slaughtered the strong men of the Wang and Chu families, and even the golden armor and bullfighting envoys of the imperial court would surely be exposed.

In addition, the mysterious swordsman under the Welcoming Pine had such powerful sword energy that Jiao Xianggong had never seen before in his life.

If he continued to pester the mysterious swordsman, he would probably be killed by his sword if the mysterious swordsman struck out a few more times.

Because of this, Jiao Xianggong rescued Chen Zhian and left quickly.

On the ground, the old lion with true energy surging and covered in blood also fled away.

And that General Nanao actually had his head chopped off by this sword, deader than dead.

Chen Shuijun stood under the Welcoming Pine, letting them go away, and took another look at the corpse of the fox.

With a flick of his sleeves, divine energy flowed and transformed into a large hand, which scooped up the corpse of the fox demon.

The corpse was taken into his soul.

Chen Shuijun held Beilu in his hand, and as the wind blew, his body slowly dissipated.

It is at this moment.

Xie Wujiu in Xuantianjing suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were filled with rage, and he formed sword fingers with both hands and made a light stroke.

The Beilu in Chen Shuijun's hand suddenly made a slight sound, and a mysterious and sharp sword energy rose from the sword.

At the same time, another breath of air flowed from the foot of Xiuba Mountain.

This aura is mysterious and majestic, as if one has comprehended some kind of great truth, and is invaluable.

Chen Shuijun's expression remained unchanged.

A cicada landed on his shoulder at some point.

The sound of cicadas was heard, and black sword energy burst out from his shoulders again, shattering the sword energy that Xie Wujiu had refined in Beilu.

There was a second cicada chirping.

Clouds lingered in the sky, and everything in the world seemed to be wrapped in clouds, making it quite mysterious.

Chen Shuijun took a step forward, walked into the clouds and mist, and disappeared completely.

The cicada demon's voice was so weak that no one could hear it.

Xie Maoxing, who was at the foot of Xiuba Mountain, was too far away to stop Chen Shuijun in time.

This is especially true for the strong ones in Xuantianjing.

So, Chen Shuijun took Beilu and quietly disappeared into the void.

Xie Wujiu in Xuantianjing gasped, stood up, and also stepped onto the clouds and walked out of Xuantianjing.

A Bagua Dharma image appeared behind him, shining brightly. In an instant, Xie Wujiu's speed reached its extreme and he broke through the air and flew away.

In his hand, there was another compass spinning slowly.

"Who is it?" Xie Wujiu gritted his teeth and said, "This person is the one who killed Uncle Six."

He hurriedly flew over a distance of eight hundred miles, landed on the towering mountain, and came to the Welcoming Pine.

The compass in his hand was still spinning, and the anger in Xie Wujiu's eyes was almost impossible to suppress.

He could no longer find any trace of the mysterious swordsman.

"The Northland was taken away."

Xie Wujiu was puzzled as he had been refining this famous sword for many years.

But today, when his sword fell into the hands of that mysterious man, he tried his best but could only release a stream of sword energy!
And then... he seemed to have completely lost contact with the North Country.

"What kind of method is this?" Xie Wujiu frowned.

Then he thought of Chen Zhian again. When he used the method of planting demons, the demon seed told him... Chen Zhian was already unconscious at this time, and his spirit had also been greatly damaged.

"He also wants to kidnap Chen Zhian?" Xie Wujiu stood there thinking, and felt that something was wrong with this matter.

"Where is the problem? Is it with Lord Jiaoxiang, or are there other people who also know about the Dao Fruit opportunity?"

As his thoughts flashed, he thought of Chen Zhian again.

But the demon was still emitting black energy, and it was going to turn the young genius into a complete puppet.

“Not to mention the third level of Xiantian, even if it’s the seventh level of Yuque, once the demons take advantage of the opportunity to sneak in, as long as the mark is not loosened, there will be no way anything will go wrong.”

Xie Wuju was very angry, but he didn't know who this mysterious person was.

He turned to look at Xiuba Mountain.

There, the patriarch of the Xie family was sitting upright. A magical power of creation slowly descended and eventually disappeared without a trace.

"He was able to kill Uncle Six so easily and also made Lord Jiaoxiang flee in panic, not daring to engage in a fight. He must be a cultivator of good fortune."

"Someone must have set his sights on Daoguo."

Xie Wujiu took a deep breath, his eyes gleaming with ferocity.

He has been planning for many years, and he must not let anything go wrong.

Chen Zhian opened his eyes. The light was still shining in Guanghan Tower, illuminating his spirit.

It made his spiritual aura look full of cracks, as if he had been seriously injured.

As he absorbed the blood and energy into the hidden acupoints of the dragon's body, his face became paler and paler.

This is not East Street, but Xie family villa.

The most eye-catching and most out-of-place pear tree still grows in the Xie family's villa.

But today, except for a few servants, the Xie family villa was empty.

Chen Zhian thought about it, but left a letter expressing his regret for losing the sword and did not stay in this villa for long. Instead, he went to the courtyard on East Street.

Chen Zhian stepped into the courtyard.

But suddenly I discovered that there was a faintly visible mist rising from this small courtyard.

It was just like the night they went to kill Chu Xiubai.

This fog did not come from Chen Shuijun, but from Song Xiang's subordinates.

"Prime Minister Song ordered people to cover the courtyard with fog... because someone was spying?"

Chen Zhian looked up at the sky calmly, seemingly looking at the bright moon in the sky.

The moon remains bright, but the clouds are shifting.

Chen Zhian coughed a few times, walked back to his room weakly, and continued to rest with his eyes closed.

On the cloud, Xie Wujiu shook his head.

Chen Zhian's condition was exactly the same as the information fed back by the demon species.

And Chen Shuijun was sitting cross-legged in the room practicing.

That weak first-level innate true essence was like a joke.