Slender willows sway in the breeze

Chapter 121

Black lightning bolts raged through the clouds, producing deafening roars that seemed to tear the sky apart.

"No, there's an ambush!"

Elder Lang's expression hardened, and he immediately signaled everyone to be on high alert.

A strong wind howled past, making his clothes flutter loudly.

He quickly formed hand seals, and a light blue light screen instantly enveloped everyone, forming a solid defensive barrier.

Ji He reacted quickly, and an ancient-looking alchemy furnace appeared in his hand, its surface shimmering with runes. He chanted an incantation in a low voice, and a cloud of colorful smoke billowed from the furnace, enveloping everyone.

This smoke can not only confuse the enemy's vision, but also resist attacks to a certain extent.

Almost simultaneously, a group of evil cultivators dressed in black robes surged in from all directions.

The leader of the evil cultivators was tall and had a hideous scar on his face. He held a long sword that emitted an eerie red light in his hand and coldly looked at the surrounded crowd: "Hmph, you will not escape today!"

Elder Lang's eyes were sharp and fearless as he said, "You dare to spout such nonsense?"

With that, he waved his hands sharply, and the pale blue light screen shone brightly, crashing into the surrounding evil cultivators.

In an instant, it collided with the evil cultivators' spells, producing a series of deafening explosions.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Ji He threw the alchemy furnace into the air.

The alchemy furnace spun rapidly, the runes shone brighter and brighter, and the colorful smoke grew thicker and thicker, gradually spreading out and covering a larger area.

In the smoke, the evil cultivators' vision was greatly impaired, and they could only see blurry figures of each other, making their attacks chaotic and disorderly.

At the same time, Gu Changzhou's Star Sword slashed fiercely, transforming into streaks of cold light that swept towards the enemy.

The three of them deliberately surrounded Liu Sijun.

Liu Sijun didn't think much of it; when you're not capable enough, the greatest help you can give is to not make things worse.

The evil cultivators who appeared this time were clearly more powerful than those who appeared before.

Although the evil cultivators were numerous, they were momentarily thrown into disarray by this sudden counterattack.

However, the scarred-faced evil cultivator leader quickly regained his composure and shouted, "Everyone, hold your ground! Form the array!"

The evil cultivators quickly adjusted, arranging themselves in a peculiar formation, with their spells echoing each other, and actually managed to withstand the counterattack from Elder Lang and the others.

A sinister glint flashed in the scarred-faced evil cultivator's eyes. He pointed his longsword at Elder Lang, "Take care of this old bastard first!"

At his command, several evil cultivators broke away from the formation, transforming into streaks of black shadows as they pounced on Elder Lang.

Elder Lang snorted coldly, and his hands formed a seal again. The pale blue light screen instantly contracted, repelling the evil cultivators who rushed towards him.

But then, more evil spells rained down on the light barrier, causing it to tremble violently and its light to flicker.

The situation is critical. If Elder Lang's defenses are breached, they will all be in dire straits.

He gritted his teeth and poured all his spiritual power into the alchemy furnace. The furnace roared, and a colorful beam of light shot into the sky, heading straight for the dark clouds.

The dark clouds were stirred up by this force, and the originally rampant black lightning seemed to be drawn towards the evil cultivators.

Upon seeing this, the evil cultivators were thrown into chaos. Many were struck by the lightning and screamed in agony.

Elder Lang seized the opportunity, burst through the light barrier, and a long sword gleaming with a blue light appeared in his hand. He charged into the group of evil cultivators like a tiger descending a mountain.

His swordsmanship was fierce, and wherever he went, evil cultivators fell to the ground.

Ji He also controlled the alchemy furnace, making it weave through the group of evil cultivators, constantly spewing out colorful smoke and various spells, coordinating with Elder Lang's attacks. Under their combined efforts, the evil cultivators gradually could not withstand the onslaught and began to show signs of defeat.

Seeing the situation turning against him, the scarred-faced evil cultivator felt a surge of resentment, but was unwilling to retreat.

A resolute glint flashed in his eyes as he muttered an obscure incantation in a low voice.

As he chanted, the surrounding space began to distort, and a powerful and evil aura spread out.

"Oh no, he's about to use forbidden magic!"

Elder Lang's expression changed, and he immediately reminded Ji He and the others to be careful.

The scarred-faced evil cultivator's black robes fluttered without wind, and the longsword in his hand shone brightly, attracting the surrounding black lightning and merging it into the sword.

"You will all be buried with me!"

He roared and slashed at Elder Lang and the others with his sword.

A black sword aura containing destructive power roared and pounced on the crowd like a ferocious beast.

Elder Lang's expression was solemn. He made a decisive move, pouring all his spiritual power into the cyan sword without reservation. With a loud shout, he slashed out a dazzling cyan sword light in the face of the black sword energy.

Two terrifying forces collided violently in mid-air, and in an instant, it seemed as if the entire world trembled.

A burst of intense light erupted, blinding everyone. The surrounding space seemed to be being kneaded and distorted beyond recognition by an invisible giant hand.

The aftershocks spread outwards like a surging tide, uprooting trees, crushing boulders into dust, and carving deep, bottomless ravines into the ground.

Ji He quickly manipulated the alchemy furnace with all his might, causing the colorful smoke to spin rapidly, forming an even stronger defensive barrier to protect Gu Changzhou and Liu Sijun.

Gu Changzhou's eyes were firm, and the Star Sword in his hand shone brightly, spinning rapidly around the group. Star power surged out continuously, cooperating with Ji He's alchemy furnace defense to resist the terrible aftershocks.

As the light dimmed slightly, everyone looked closely and saw Elder Lang confronting the scarred-faced evil cultivator.

Elder Lang's clothes were torn by the sword energy, and several bloodstains appeared on his body, but his gaze remained firm and unwavering, revealing an indomitable fighting spirit.

The scarred evil cultivator was also in a bad mood. His black robe was tattered, and the scars on his face were twisted even more with anger. His eyes were full of disbelief and resentment.

"You old geezer, you've got some skills!"

The scarred-faced evil cultivator gritted his teeth and said, "But do you think this will stop me?"

After saying that, he swung his longsword again, chanting incantations. The black lightning that had been scattered gathered again, transforming into a menacing thunder dragon that lunged at the crowd once more.

Elder Lang knew he could no longer remain on the defensive. He turned to Ji He and Gu Changzhou and shouted, "Let's take the initiative! Ji He, use your alchemy furnace to disrupt his spells; Gu Changzhou, seize the opportunity and use the power of the stars to attack his weaknesses!"

The two nodded without hesitation and immediately did as instructed.

Ji He's hands moved swiftly, forming hand seals. The alchemy furnace, like a nimble bird, rushed towards the scarred-faced evil cultivator, spewing out various strange spells along the way. The flashing light forced the scarred-faced evil cultivator to be distracted and defend himself.

(End of this chapter)