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

Chapter 218 Zhang Xiaofan: Yuyangzi, You Can't Escape

Bottomless pit!
A dozen or so disciples of Changshengtang were running quickly in the swamp as if they were escaping for their lives.

Behind them, one hundred disciples of Fenxiang Valley were leaping on the ground, following closely.

Suddenly, the dozen or so disciples of Fenxiang Valley running in the front felt a huge suction force coming from under their feet, and their bodies sank into the swamp below.

Even the ascetics could not break free from this suction force, no matter how hard they tried. They could only watch themselves being submerged little by little by the surrounding mud.

At this moment, Xiao Yicai stopped chasing on the ground, and immediately flew up on his sword, flew over the swamp and rescued a disciple of Fenxiang Valley.

Lu Xueqi, Lin Jingyu, and their Dharma images were close by and were also flying in the air. They each pulled a Fenxiang Valley disciple out of the mud and flew to a safe area.

In just a moment, the other twelve disciples of Fenxiang Valley were completely swallowed up by the mud, as if they had never been here.

When other disciples saw this scene, they felt a chill in their hearts. They did not expect that in the blink of an eye, twelve fellow Taoists would die in front of them.

It seems that this swamp is extremely dangerous, and Changshengtang has been here for ten years and must be familiar with the surrounding terrain.

This battle is not easy to fight.

"Amitabha!"

Fashang looked at the twelve disciples of Fenxiang Valley who were swallowed by the mud, shook his head and chanted the Buddha's name.

He looked at the silt covering an area of one kilometer in front of him and said:

"It seems that Changshengtang deliberately led us to this bottomless pit."

"Bottomless pit?" Li Xun murmured, looking at the Dharma image in confusion.

Dharma said:

"It is rumored that there is a bottomless pit outside the swamp. It is so deep that you can't see the bottom. It kills people invisibly."

Having said this, Fashang looked at Xiao Yicai next to him and said:
"Master Xiao, you have been an undercover agent in the Demon Cult for many years and are familiar with their methods. Now the disciples of the Changsheng Hall have lost track of you, and the Changsheng Hall is eyeing you covetously. The enemy is in the dark while we are in the light. What do you think?"

Xiao Yicai looked around and pointed to a location a thousand meters behind him, saying:
"It's getting late now. If we continue to chase the disciples of Changsheng Hall, we are not familiar with the terrain. It will be disadvantageous for us in the dark. We may even be caught by Changsheng Hall..."

"In my opinion, there are many trees there, which can hide some of the prying eyes of the Changsheng Hall. Let's get familiar with it first, and then set up some formations and traps here to catch the Changsheng Hall off guard and kill them in return."

"Great, great!" Li Xun listened to Xiao Yicai's suggestion, looked at him with admiration, and praised:

"Brother Xiao was able to think of a way to defeat the enemy in an instant under such circumstances. He is worthy of being the next generation of Qingyun Sect Leader."

The next leader of Qingyun?
Xiao Yicai suddenly thought of Zhang Xiaofan. If Zhang Xiaofan had not rebelled against Qingyun Sect, he would not have had a chance to become the next leader of Qingyun Sect.

However, although Zhang Xiaofan rebelled against Qingyun Sect, he still admired Zhang Xiaofan's powerful strength and terrifying talent.

Moreover, a rare treasure is about to come into the world, and Zhang Xiaofan will probably come here to snatch it.

By then, he and Zhang Xiaofan will definitely meet, and he also wants to see how powerful Zhang Xiaofan, who has transformed into the Demon Sect's Blood Prince Ghost Emperor, will be ten years later...

Thinking of this, Xiao Yicai said modestly:
"Brother Li, you are too kind. There are many people in Qingyun who are more capable than me."

"It's getting late now. Let's hurry to the woods ahead and set up formations and traps to turn defeat into victory."

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

Li Xunfa responded, and each of them led their fellow apprentices to walk towards the woods and set up the formation...

late at night!

In the woods, most of the 300 disciples of the righteous path were meditating and practicing, bringing their condition to the peak.

Because they knew that there would probably be a big battle next.

And the enemy is probably still hiding in the darkness at this moment, and no one knows where he is.

Deep in the woods, seven hundred black-clad disciples of the Changsheng Hall stood in the darkness, holding magic swords in their hands.

In front of the seven hundred disciples, the head of the Changsheng Hall, Yu Yangzi, stood here, with one hand behind his back, staring at the three hundred or so righteous disciples in the distance with sinister eyes.

One meter behind Yu Yangzi, Meng Yuan was holding a precious sword in his hand, staring closely at the righteous disciples in the distance. The sword was shining coldly, and he was ready to attack at any time.

"Haha..." Meng Yuan sneered and said:

"Master, it was indeed a good idea for you to have your disciples pretend to be defeated during the day and lead the righteous disciples to the bottomless pit."

"Not only did the righteous sect lose more than a dozen disciples, but now they are trapped in the woods ahead." "Well!" Yu Yangzi's eyes turned cold, and the Yin-Yang Mirror flew out of his arms, floating three feet above the palm of his right hand, and said murderously:

"Ten years ago, the old villain Daoxuan killed most of my Changsheng Hall disciples, causing a great loss of strength for my Changsheng Hall."

"Today, let the elite disciples of the three righteous sects pay off their debts. Blood debt must be paid with blood!"

"kill!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the seven hundred disciples behind him flew up on their swords or flew over the ground, heading towards the disciples of the three righteous sects in the distance.

The seven hundred disciples moved extremely fast. They soon crossed several thousand meters and arrived at the woods, where they charged towards the three hundred righteous disciples.

"puff!"

Meng Yuan flew to a disciple of Fenxiang Valley and chopped him down with his precious sword. The disciple was cut in two and died.

At this time, Li Xun flew over and slashed towards Meng Ji with the Nine Yang Ruler in his hand, and the two immediately started fighting.

"Kill...kill...kill..."

Seven hundred disciples of the Changsheng Hall had all rushed here at this time. The shouts and cries of killing shook the sky, and the surrounding trees were shaking violently.

Suddenly, more than a dozen blue sword energies shot out, accurately hitting a dozen or so Changshengtang disciples.

The blue sword energy was so fierce that more than a dozen disciples of Changsheng Hall were all blown away. Some were seriously injured, and several fell to the ground, dead.

Then, a blue light flashed, and a beautiful figure stood in the air.

Yu Yangzi looked at this absolutely beautiful figure, and thinking of the fierce sword energy just now, he was afraid that it was almost the same as that of the former leader of Qingyun, Shuiyue Zhenren.

Thinking of this, Yu Yangzi said in a deep voice:
"Lu Xueqi, I never thought that after ten years, your Taoism has improved so much!"

"But he's still no match for me."

At this moment, several figures flew over from behind and flew to Lu Xueqi's side.

Xiao Yicai, Qi Hao, Zeng Shushu, Lin Jingyu, Fashang.

As for Fashan, Yan Hong, Wenmin, Song Daren and other disciples with higher levels of Taoism, they were now leading three hundred disciples to fight against seven hundred disciples of the Demon Sect.

In a short time, sword energy spread all around, Taoist magic was used, and everyone showed their magical powers...

The huge trees were affected by the sword energy and broke into several pieces and fell to the ground. In the woods, there were sounds of fighting and the collision of magic weapons.

Deep in the woods, on a big tree.

A dark shadow stood here, unnoticed by anyone.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the battle between the righteous and the evil, and murmured:

"As I expected, the arrogant Yu Yangzi led 700 disciples to go out in force, vowing to kill all 300 disciples of the righteous path and then seize the rare treasure."

"However, although there are only 300 disciples from the Righteous Path, they are all elite disciples. The 700 disciples from the Changsheng Hall cannot defeat them."

"By then, Yu Yangzi will surely be defeated and flee to the Changshengtang headquarters, so..."

At this time, Yan Hui said:
"So, at the moment, there are only one hundred disciples left at the Changshengtang headquarters. We only need to destroy the Changshengtang headquarters, and Yu Yangzi will have no way to retreat, and the only way is death."

Zhang Xiaofan heard this and said:

"In that case, kill him. Yan Hui, quickly go and destroy Yu Yangzi's lair. By then, Yu Yangzi will be a stray dog and can be easily killed!"

"Yes, Deputy Sect Leader!" Yan responded, and with a wave of his hand, a hundred Ghost King Sect disciples appeared from the depths of the woods and sneaked towards the Changsheng Hall headquarters with him.

The monk who was flying with Yan Hui suddenly said:
"Yan Hui, the deputy sect leader is several decades younger than the two of us, and his strength is much stronger than ours."

"And this plan is also brilliant. It really is very cunning."

Yan Hui heard this and spat:
"How can this be called deep and cunning? According to what the deputy sect leader said, it should be called steady and prudent!"

"Yes, steady!"

"Develop slowly, stay steady and don't waste time!"

"We should learn from the deputy master..."

(End of this chapter)