Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

Chapter 175: Sword Skills Mastery, Defeat Elder Qingyun

The five Qingyun elders came in front of Bi Yao and stabbed at her with the magic swords in their hands.

You must know that these five elders are at the Shangqing realm, have been through hundreds of battles, and have practiced Taoism for more than 300 years, so they have extremely rich experience in combat.

Bi Yao looked at the five elders approaching her and the five magical swords that were so close to her, and she knew she could not escape.

After all, she was just a cultivator in the Jade Purity Realm. How could she dodge the fatal attack of five Shangqing masters?

There was a flash of despair in Bi Yao's eyes, and she could only watch in despair as the five magic swords stabbed towards her body.

Suddenly, a beam of blood light fell from the sky. The five immortal swords were all blocked, and the five elders were also pushed back three steps by the blood light.

The blood light dissipated, and a blood-powered magic sword stood in the air.

"Xiaofan!"

Bi Yao's pretty face lit up with joy, and just as she was about to raise her head to look upwards, Zhang Xiaofan's figure fell down.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the frightened Bi Yao and said:
"Shocked you."

"It's okay, as long as you're okay." Bi Yao said with a smile.

Then, Zhang Xiaofan held the Blood Soul Sword in his hand, pointed it at the five elders opposite him, and said coldly:
"My fellow elders, you are all masters who have lived for more than three hundred years. You actually joined forces to deal with a young girl. Do you still have any dignity?"

"Humph!" An old man with white hair snorted coldly, staring at Zhang Xiaofan angrily, and said angrily:

"Zhang Xiaofan, you actually dared to betray Qingyun and rescue the demon girl. This is really treasonous."

"Haha!" Zhang Xiaofan sneered and said:
"Just now in the Jade Purity Palace, when you interrogated me, didn't you say that I was colluding with the evil witch of the Demon Cult and wanted to execute me?"

"Humph, today, I, Zhang Xiaofan, colluded with the demon cult witch and betrayed Qingyun. So what? What can you do to me?"

"Evil creature!" The white-haired elder shouted angrily. Thinking of Zhang Xiaofan's powerful strength, he could not defeat him alone, but if the strength of the five elders were gathered, he would be able to defeat him.

He glanced at the other four elders and said:
"Four elders, follow me and capture Zhang Xiaofan, regardless of whether he lives or dies!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The five elders were surrounded by green light and they raised their momentum to the peak, surrounding and killing Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan was not afraid of the powerful skills of the five elders. He waved his hand to recall the Liuhe Mirror and placed it above Bi Yao's head. With one palm, he slapped Bi Yao away in the direction of You Ji in the distance.

Then he looked at the five elders, his bloody hair flying, blood and energy surging from his body, and the murderous aura in his body was also rapidly surging, and he said murderously:

"Today, I, Zhang Xiaofan, will learn the unique skills of several elders!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Xiaofan swung the Blood Soul Sword in his hand casually, blocking the attack of one elder, and slashed at another elder again. He flashed and fought with the five elders.

Both sides showed no mercy and every move was a killing move, because both Zhang Xiaofan and the five elders knew that if they were even slightly careless or held back at this moment, they would most likely die at the hands of the other side.

As the fight went on, the five elders became frightened, especially the white-haired old elder.

Because Zhang Xiaofan single-handedly defeated the five elders and was not at all inferior to them.

His body movements are agile and swift, as fast as a ghost, and his sword skills are especially amazing.

They had only seen this kind of swordsmanship in one person, and that was Wan Jianyi, who was executed by them in Yuqing Palace three hundred years ago. Thinking of this, the white-haired elder was startled and said in a trembling voice:
"You can actually fight against the five elders with just one sword. Tell me, who are you?"

Zhang Xiaofan cut off the white-haired elder's hair with a sword, stared at the white-haired elder with a pair of bloodshot eyes, and said:
"I am Wan Jianyi who has been reborn, and now I am here to settle accounts with you!"

"Ah... Wan Jianyi?" When the white-haired elder heard this name and these words, his eyes were filled with fear and his body trembled.

Take advantage of now!
When masters fight, victory or defeat depends on a single thought. Zhang Xiaofan seized the opportunity, approached with his sword, and slashed the white-haired elder's right shoulder again.

"puff!"

With a "puff" sound, the white-haired old elder's arm broke instantly, and the broken arm holding the sword fell to the ground.

Upon seeing this, the other four elders hurriedly continued their attack, protecting the white-haired elder behind them.

They were all shocked at the same time. They didn't expect that Zhang Xiaofan not only did not fail under the siege of the five elders, but also cut off the arm of the white-haired elder.

However, the four men were still not afraid. They thought that the white-haired elder was distracted by Wan Jianyi's name, which led to his arm being cut off.

At the same time, the battle between good and evil is going on until one side falls. There is no chance to stop unless the other side falls, because whoever stops first will die.

So, the four elders continued to surround and kill Zhang Xiaofan.

At this moment, the Dharma Image of Tianyin Temple also arrived here, with the reincarnation bead in his hand shining brightly, and he rushed towards Zhang Xiaofan, shouting:
"Reincarnation Pearl!"

"The precious appearance of samsara, transcending suffering and hardship, the golden light of the pagoda, dispels all evil!"

"Fuck you!" Zhang Xiaofan shouted loudly. He held the Blood Soul Sword in his right hand and fought with the four elders. With his left hand, he pointed his fingers like a sword towards the Samsara Pearl.

The next moment, a blood sword condensed and hit the Samsara Pearl, and then shot towards the Dharma Image at a faster speed.

Upon seeing this, Fashang became very anxious, and he used all his strength to activate the Mahabrahma Prajna, and golden light shone from his body in an attempt to stabilize the Samsara Pearl.

However, it was of no use. The blood sword stared at the reincarnation bead and shot quickly at the Dharma image's chest.

"boom!"

The powerful force directly knocked the Dharma image away, like a kite with a broken string, flying backwards for dozens of meters and crashing heavily onto the Rainbow Bridge.

"puff!"

Fashang fell powerlessly on the Rainbow Bridge, spurting out a mouthful of hot blood. He felt his sternum was shattered and half his life was gone.

He forced himself to turn his head and look at Zhang Xiaofan who was surrounded by the four Qingyun elders, looking at Zhang Xiaofan surrounded by blood, looking at Zhang Xiaofan with blood-red hair.

He had never expected that Tianyin Temple and Qingyun Sect were both part of the three major righteous sects, and that he, the strongest disciple of Tianyin Temple, was seriously injured by a single blow from Zhang Xiaofan, the strongest disciple of Qingyun Sect, and was unable to fight back at all.

Moreover, Zhang Xiaofan was besieged by four elders.

From then on, the arrogance of Fashang as the strongest disciple of Tianyin Temple disappeared completely.

He swore that after this incident, if he was lucky enough to survive, he would practice day and night and break through to the Shangqing realm as soon as possible, so that he could fight against Zhang Xiaofan the next time he saw him.

However, he had to survive first. After all, he was seriously injured and any demon from the evil cult could kill him.

Helplessly, Fashang once again forced out a few mouthfuls of hot blood and smeared them all over his body. He restrained his breath, tilted his head, and opened his eyes wide like dead fish eyes, as if he was dying with his eyes open.

Even Fashang felt that his death was not tragic enough, and was afraid of being stabbed again, so he simply bent his elbows and knees.

Anyone who looked at him could tell that he looked as dead as can be.

(End of this chapter)