Stepping on the demon door, the witch becomes the strongest

Chapter 843 May I ask, can the divine sword change hands?

Li Minghu finally reunited with Yan Yu and Mei Yingxue.

At this time, the giant bronze bell had been broken, and flames of war were rising all around Mount Shu, with invading demonic cultivators everywhere.

The Shu Mountain sword immortals were overwhelmed by the sheer number of enemies. A sword beam shot out, almost without aiming, and hit the enemy, but the enemy quickly retaliated with hundreds of dazzling beams of light. Magic weapons, flying swords, spells... were mixed in and difficult to distinguish, so the sword immortals had to move around at all costs, and even pausing for a moment would result in being hit.

Deep in Yan Yu's heart, memories of his past life as an ordinary martial artist suddenly resurfaced.

In the previous life, due to the rebellion of the Demon Brother and the escape of the Demon Emperor, the upper class of the Lu Kingdom had always maintained a completely distrustful attitude towards the cultivator class, which ultimately led to a complete escalation of the conflict with the folk cultivators.

As a result, martial artists displayed their divine power, which served as a powerful tool for the upper class to fight against cultivators in the common people. Battles where they were at a clear disadvantage, such as defeating the many with the few or the strong with the weak, were almost commonplace for them.

In this Lu Kingdom, the Demon Brother is still a prodigal son, the Demon Emperor has become a beautiful woman, and the strongest general and a certain bigwig in the cabinet are father-in-law and son-in-law. This has led to the upper echelons having great strategic resolve in dealing with cultivators and has also opened up many channels for cultivators in the private sector to rise in status. As a result, there has been no situation of constant rebellions and ubiquitous outbreaks within the country.

As a result, ordinary martial artists became even more unknown, fighting only against a few lawless and disorderly folk cultivators, and had no chance to step out from behind the scenes... but the casualty rate also decreased.

To this day, Yan Yu has not gone back to see his comrades from his previous life.

My old friends, we don't need to know each other in this life. My blessing is that you can live well.

He looked again at the vast crowd in the distance, and the fighting spirit he had possessed in his past life—the willingness to brave mountains of knives and seas of fire—burned fiercely once more.

Come and fight!

"Minghu and Yingxue, please accompany me!" Yan Yu transmitted his voice.

Li Minghu and Mei Yingxue were both somewhat surprised, because Yan Yu suddenly became passionate for some reason—was he planning to use the power of bonds?

But the two were also seasoned and experienced sword immortals, and they immediately nodded in agreement.

The three of them simultaneously activated the "Man and Sword as One" technique and charged into the enemy formation!
The ultimate tactic for any martial artist is "man and sword as one." In this state, the speed of a sword immortal can reach its maximum, and as long as you can control it, you can leave most attacks behind.

Yan Yu had already pushed his speed to the maximum, and the sword light exploded in the air with sonic booms. In an instant, he broke into the ranks of the demonic cultivators, causing limbs to explode and blood and flesh to fly everywhere. At the same time, the screams around him attracted the attention and cries of a large number of enemies.

"Someone has broken through the lines!"

"Brothers, charge!"

"The legacy of Shushan must lie with him!"

For a moment, everyone forgot about continuing their attack on the Shu Mountain formation and focused on killing Yan Yu.

Li Minghu and Mei Yingxue also sprinted their swords at maximum speed, closely following the tip of Yan Yu's sword light, feeling extremely terrified.

While the unity of man and sword offers incredible speed, it is not invincible. For instance, based on previous experiences, the enemy has already laid out a large formation outside. If you accidentally enter the formation, you will immediately become a sitting duck, and no matter how fast you are, it will be useless.

The three sword lights ignored everything and charged relentlessly. Most of the demonic cultivators could not withstand a single blow; they died upon being touched or were torn apart upon contact. Occasionally, some with extraordinary supernatural abilities would withstand a blow and survive, but their bodies would be sent flying and fall into the mountains and forests, where they would feign death and never come out again.

Even a cultivator could see that these three sword immortals were already fighting desperately. Everyone came to Mount Shu to seize benefits, not to fight for the destruction of Mount Shu. Let the big shots handle these reckless individuals.

"Raise it!" Yan Yu suddenly transmitted his voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword light changed direction, from rushing straight forward to vertically upward, forcefully passing over the edge of the Crimson Lotus Formation.

Li Minghu and Mei Yingxue had not been able to determine the exact boundaries of the formation, but they were meticulous in carrying out Yan Yu's instructions and immediately followed suit without hesitation.

Seeing that the three sword lights grazed the edge of the formation without penetrating it, the bald monk who set up the formation appeared, his expression uncertain.

Is it a coincidence? No, it clearly turned right next to the edge of the formation.

With his left hand he plucked the prayer beads, and with his right hand he suddenly spread his sleeve and threw out a magical artifact, which spun around in the air and flew towards him.

Others might not recognize it, but Yan Yu and the others could see it clearly at a glance. It was obviously the red lotus bowl in Zhao Yuanzhen's hand!

Unexpectedly, this extraordinary treasure is actually a product of the era of the Sun True Sword!

Since it was a familiar magical artifact, everyone naturally knew how to deal with it. The sword light first suddenly moved downwards, then accelerated forward. By the time the red lotus alms bowl enlarged and covered the area, the sword light had already left the range of the magical artifact and rushed back into the sect's grand formation.

Mei Yingxue breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to herself that even if she knew it was an illusion and could reload her save, it was still too terrifying for three people and three swords to charge into a massive army.

Just as he was about to suggest taking a short break, Yan Yu's sword flashed incessantly, and he gave another order:

"Change direction and try again."

Still want to charge?! Mei Yingxue was speechless.

It wasn't that she was afraid of fighting, but rather that she felt it was pointless. Shushan is surrounded by 360 degrees; which direction haven't we explored before? While we wouldn't say it's completely covered by the formation, we can say that we can't find any loopholes to exploit.

Li Minghu's face was flushed, and it was unclear what she was thinking.

The three rushed off to another location, the Iron City Mountain stronghold, where the Iron City Revolving Hell Formation had been set up. Within the formation, countless iron trees would continuously sprout, their branches and leaves sharp and unyielding to any flying sword strikes or pierces. Instead, the iron tree branches and leaves would pierce the body, causing the user to bleed to death.

Those who had not entered the formation could not see any iron tree at all from the outside.

Yan Yu and his two companions charged into the crowd, not even entering the formation, but simply cutting down anything that stood in their way. Because their speed, a fusion of man and sword, was so immense, to the demonic cultivators, one moment they were far away, and the next they were right in front of them. How could they possibly react in time? No matter how strong their cultivation or how skillful their magic, if they couldn't hit them, they were powerless.

Everyone felt incredibly aggrieved. With so many of us, if each of us threw a flying sword, we could easily hack him to pieces.

But it just just wouldn't hit!

The elders of the Demonic Sect of Iron City Mountain gathered together and began to discuss countermeasures.

"Is the sword immortal's unity with his sword really that powerful?" an elder couldn't help but ask. "If that's the case, why has Mount Shu fallen into such a predicament?"

"Yes and no," another elder explained. "The unity of man and sword is a secret technique of sword immortals. Although it is as fast as lightning, it is not invincible. We can send Vajra monks to meet the enemy, and secretly call some Discipline monks to ambush them."

Iron City Mountain has been at odds with Shu Mountain for years, and they have various methods for dealing with sword immortals. Among them, the Vajra Monks either possess secret body-refining techniques or carry defensive magic treasures, making them completely unafraid of direct attacks from sword light, and instead able to entangle the sword immortals. The Discipline Monks specialize in dealing with sect traitors and are proficient in various control and assassination techniques. Once a sword immortal is entangled by a Vajra Monk, they will immediately strike and kill them.

Mei Yingxue and Li Minghu rode the sword light, following Yan Yu in a back-and-forth battle.

Upon reaching the Golden Core Sword Immortal realm, the maximum speed achieved through the unity of man and sword is incredibly absurd. Not only does the opponent not have time to react, but the sword immortal himself also finds it difficult to maintain precise control. Often, before you can even clearly see the surrounding situation, the sword light has already passed you by.

Although most of the time there's no need to worry about overextending, as many enemies are shattered by the sword light, in this situation, poor control could be fatal.

Fortunately, there is no need to control it now.

Yan Yu's phrase "follow me in battle" meant very simply: wherever I charge, you follow me. Even if there are mountains of knives and seas of fire ahead, just charge headlong into them with me, and I guarantee you'll be safe.

As for why Yan Yu could maintain his observation and judgment of the entire battlefield situation while moving at supersonic speed on his sword... they had no idea.

"Pay attention," Yan Yu suddenly said, "We'll be making frequent turns from now on."

The two did not answer, but silently prepared to change direction.

The sword light, which had been moving freely and swiftly, suddenly began to change direction rapidly and repeatedly.

Each rapid movement claimed the lives of numerous demonic cultivators, yet they never engaged in combat with the Vajra Monks within the crowd. Sometimes, as the sword flashed away, a large number of corpses fell from the sky, leaving only a few unharmed Vajra Monks staring at each other in utter bewilderment.

When the news reached the elders' residence at the rear, everyone fell silent.

"I never imagined that the Sword Immortal of Mount Shu would have such skill, being able to accurately pinpoint the location of our Vajra Monks amidst the sea of ​​people," an elder exclaimed.

"Yes, the other side is indeed not to be underestimated," an elder echoed. "Even a cornered beast will fight on, its fangs are not dulled."

"Could it be that the Vajra brothers are too conspicuous?" A senior disciple suddenly asked with his hands clasped together. "Most monks in this world are well-proportioned but not strong; many have long hair but few shave their heads; many wear miscellaneous robes but few wear yellow robes. The Vajra brothers all wear yellow robes, have shaved heads, and bulging muscles, so they can naturally be recognized at a glance in a crowd."

The elders were stunned and speechless.

"How about this?" an elder suddenly said. "Since the Vajra Monks' attire is quite conspicuous, let them change into the clothes of ordinary disciples, and then have ordinary disciples put on the Vajra Monks' robes. What do you think?"

"Brilliant! This plan is brilliant!" the elders exclaimed in unison. "I bet those bandits from Mount Shu never imagined such a clever scheme! This time, they'll have to be made to surrender!"

So the monks then sent word down, telling them to change their clothes before going into battle.

Yan Yu's sword flashed through the enemy formation, then he quickly spun around, looking again at the approaching enemies in the distance, and couldn't help but mentally complain:
You're clearly a body-refining cultivator, do you think I won't notice just because you changed your clothes? I've killed countless body-refining cultivators in my past life, and I'm all too familiar with that "come and kill me" aura you exude.

A moment later, more bad news came from the front: the ordinary disciple who had changed into the Vajra Monk's robe was killed by the Shu Mountain Sword Immortal; on the contrary, the disguised Vajra Monk was still avoided by the sword light and ignored.

The elders remained silent for a moment, then suddenly erupted in fury:

"Bring me my magical artifact! I will personally lead the charge!"

"You lowly bandits from Mount Shu, watch me unleash the Eight Heavenly Dragons of Demon Subduing and blast you all to the heavens!"

"Move the Reincarnation Hell Formation tonight! Advance five hundred li towards Mount Shu!"

The elders of Iron City Mountain rushed to the front line in a fierce manner, only to learn that the three sword lights had already left and retreated back to Mount Shu.

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Yan Yu and his companions returned to Mount Shu, where they were warmly welcomed by their fellow sword immortals.

For several days in a row, everyone was being overwhelmed by the demonic sect cultivators who used their numerical advantage to their advantage, driving them to the brink of madness with frustration. The profession of sword immortals is supposed to be one of swift retribution and unbridled freedom; how could they possibly endure such humiliation?

Yan Yu and his two companions fought a series of victories, killing countless demonic cult members, truly giving the Shu Mountain sword immortals a great sense of relief!
Of course, even if the demonic sect cultivators suffer heavy losses, it's still a drop in the ocean. On the contrary, by tomorrow, they will definitely have made preparations to counter this kind of surprise attack, making it much more difficult to repeat their success.

Even so, Yan Yu's victory this time did greatly boost morale, so Sect Leader Chen Yanwei took the opportunity to hold a short celebration meeting in the Ancestral Hall to publicize the event throughout the sect and boost confidence.

Elder Tian Yue, representing the martial arts faction, found Yan Yu pleasing to the eye. After the celebration, he summoned Yan Yu to the back of the mountain gate and instructed him that if he needed any flying swords or pills, he should let him know, and he would help communicate with Elder Lu Gan.

A key member of the sect like you deserves the sect's full support, no matter the cost!
Yan Yu had long since figured out the elder's temperament, so he didn't bother with pleasantries or nonsense. He simply patted his chest and assured him that he would continue to fight and achieve merit. Then he talked about the issue of reward, saying that he didn't need any flying swords or pills. He had heard that the sect leader was the Sun Sword Master, and wondered if he could borrow the divine sword so he could go and wreak havoc on the demonic sect's demons.

Elder Tian Yue immediately sneered and said:

"You expect our sect leader to take the initiative to attack? It's better to hope that the divine sword will draw its sheath and kill the enemy on its own. He ascended to the position of sword master at the Golden Core stage, and he's afraid of making a fool of himself if his cultivation level isn't high enough. I've never seen him take the initiative to attack even once. The divine sword has almost become his decorative sword."

"How could this be?" Yan Yu asked feigned surprise. "That is the True Sun Sword! I thought... I thought the Sect Leader had other plans. Since you are the master of the True Sun Sword, why are you afraid to fight?"

"You can say those things to me, but I, Elder Tian, ​​don't have that kind of mind," Elder Tian Yue waved his hand. "Don't say them in front of the sect leader. If you offend the sect leader, you can forget about leaving the sect alive."

Yan Yu pretended to ponder for a moment, then asked:

"Is there any way to make the divine sword unsheathe itself to kill the enemy?"

"How could there possibly be a way?" Elder Tian Yue said dismissively. "A divine sword chooses its master. If the master doesn't give the order, how could the divine sword possibly move on its own?"

"What if the divine sword changes hands?" Yan Yu asked.

"Whether it changes hands or not depends on the new sword master's intentions..." Elder Tian Yue said subconsciously, then suddenly shuddered and looked at Yan Yu meaningfully, laughing, "You brat, what nonsense are you talking about? Although the sect leader is at the Golden Core Realm, he is not someone you can mess with."

"How will we know if we don't try?" Yan Yu said bluntly. "The situation is extremely precarious, yet the sect leader still hasn't made a move. When the sect is destroyed, he can still fight his way out with his divine sword, while we will become the sacrifices to cover his retreat."

"Since the divine sword cannot choose a new master, then we will prove to it that there is a master more worthy of it than the sect leader!"

These words were meant less for Elder Tian Yue and more for the Sun True Sword hidden behind the secret realm.

As expected, Elder Tian Yue fell silent for a long time, as if his computer had crashed.

(End of this chapter)