Xian Ni: The God of Killing Returns, Marries Li Muwan at the Beginning

The Four Saints Sect, outside the Fallen Star Prison.

The once empty hall has been transformed into a fierce battleground.

Immortal Lord Qing Shuang unleashed a flurry of sword flowers with his longsword, each sword light as solid as ice, forcing the mid-stage Shattered Nirvana cultivator opposite him to retreat repeatedly.

The cultivator wielded a giant axe, its blade flashing with spiritual light, yet he was still unable to break through the sword net of the Azure Frost Immortal Lord.

With a crisp clang, Immortal Lord Qing Shuang's sword stance suddenly changed. The sword tip angled and precisely struck the side of the giant axe. Using the force, he spun around and slammed the sword spine heavily into the cultivator's chest.

The other party grunted and flew backward, crashing into a pillar in the palace, black blood gushing from his mouth.

Yunxian Daoist was surrounded by three cultivators in the center. She was walking with mysterious steps, and blue light spots around her were flowing like fireflies.

Whenever an opponent's magical artifact or spell approaches, the points of light will condense into a shield, blocking all attacks.

"Bind!"

Qing Shuang Immortal Lord gave a soft shout, formed a hand seal, and dozens of vines suddenly shot out from the ground, lashing at the ankles of the three people like steel whips.

One cultivator was caught off guard and entangled by the vines, his bones creaking as they were tightened. The other two rushed back to help, but Yunxian Daoist Couple seized the opportunity and shot out a beam of green light from their fingertips, striking one of them squarely between the eyebrows.

The most intense battle was between Qing Shui Xian Jun and Kong Xu Zi.

Kong Xuzi summoned a jet-black whisk, its strands dancing wildly like venomous pythons, carrying a black aura that corroded spiritual power as it swept over.

Immortal Lord Qingshui remained expressionless as a wall of water materialized in front of him. The black energy struck the wall, producing a sizzling sound.

"Is this all you can do?"

Immortal Lord Qingshui snorted coldly, and the water wall suddenly transformed into thousands of water droplets, each droplet containing a sharp piercing force, shooting densely towards Kongxuzi.

Kongxuzi's pupils contracted sharply. He quickly waved his whisk, the silk threads weaving into a net that barely blocked most of the water droplets. However, a few drops still penetrated the defense, grazing his arm and leaving a trail of blood.

"You're courting death!" Kong Xuzi roared, unleashing his spiritual power without reservation. He transformed into a black shadow, charging towards Qing Shui Xianjun with a world-destroying aura.

"Well done!"

Instead of retreating, Immortal Lord Qingshui advanced, unleashing both palms simultaneously. Two water dragons spiraled upwards, colliding fiercely with the dark figure.

"Boom——"

After the loud noise, the entire hall shook violently, and roof tiles fell off in a flurry.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, the two figures clashed, and the shockwaves generated by their spiritual energy collisions cracked the surrounding stone pillars.

"Hold them back! We absolutely cannot let Lin Che lead Huanglong out!"

Kongxuzi roared during the fierce battle, his voice tinged with anxiety.

He could sense that two powerful auras were colliding within the Meteor Prison, clearly indicating that Qinglongzi was already engaged with Lin Che.

Immortal Lord Qing Shuang forced his opponent back with a single sword strike, then swept his gaze across the battlefield and said coldly, "If you want to mess with Brother Lin, you'll have to step over our corpses first!"

Before she finished speaking, the light on her sword intensified, and there were even faint signs of her breaking through to a higher realm.

The Yunxian Daoist couple were of one mind, and the blue light suddenly surged, completely trapping the last two cultivators.

The battle between Immortal Lord Qingshui and Kongxuzi had reached its climax. He glanced at his companions and saw that they had regained their footing. A cold smile appeared on his lips, and he suddenly increased the force of his palm strike: "Your opponent is me. Distraction could cost you your life."

.........

Inside the Meteor Prison, Qinglongzi looked down at Lin Che with one hand behind his back and said indifferently, "Lin Che, you brat, hand over all your top-tier Void Treasures and Nirvana Treasures, and I might let you die here peacefully."

“Otherwise, I will also extract your soul and then execute all those you care about, so that you will live in torment for eternity.” Huanglong Zhenren clenched his fist and said calmly, “Qinglongzi, Senior Longpanzi already told you last time not to set foot in the Vermilion Bird Holy Sect again. Aren’t you afraid that Senior Longpanzi will blame you for being so treacherous and cunning?!”

Qinglongzi said with a smile, "Lu Yun, Senior Longpanzi valued you highly, but I didn't expect you to betray the Vermilion Bird Holy Sect for a mere child. Logically speaking, you should have died here. That would have been the wise choice."

"If it weren't for Senior Long Panzi's desire to play the long game, do you really think you would have survived until now?"

Qinglongzi summoned a top-tier Void Treasure with his right hand, aiming it at Lin Che in front of him.

"I'll say it again, hand over all your magical treasures, and I'll spare your lives. Otherwise, I'll make sure your souls are scattered and you're never reincarnated!"

"dream."

Lin Che's eyes were icy cold, the Silver Dragon Demon Spear hummed and trembled in his palm, and the blood-red demonic flames at the tip of the spear rose three feet high: "Old dog, you want to take my magic weapon? First ask if the spear in my hand agrees!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already rushed to Qinglongzi like an arrow released from a bow. His spear shadow was like a raging wave crashing against the shore, carrying the power to shatter gold and split rocks, and aimed straight for the opponent's heart.

Qinglongzi didn't even lift his eyelids, but casually raised his left hand, his five fingers forming a claw.

A flash of inspiration struck his fingertips, and he actually managed to grip the tip of the spear. The crimson demonic flames burned wildly in his palm, yet not even a scorch mark was left.

"Too slow, too weak."

A contemptuous smile played on Qinglongzi's lips as he gently twisted his wrist.

click-

The Silver Dragon Demon Spear was derailed by his casual twist, its shaft bending violently and nearly flying out of his hand.

Lin Che felt an immense force surge through the gun barrel, causing his blood to churn and him to stagger back three steps before regaining his balance. His tiger's mouth was already cracked and bleeding.

"Is this the strength you're so proud of?"

Qinglongzi stepped forward slowly, and with each step he took, the ground of Meteor Prison trembled.

"Late-stage Great Perfection of Nirvana Shattering? In my eyes, that's no different from a toddler who has just learned to walk."

He moved swiftly and appeared behind Lin Che in an instant, his right palm lightly striking out.

The seemingly slow palm strike blocked all of Lin Che's angles of evasion.

A warning bell rang in Lin Che's mind, and he whirled around to parry with his gun.

"Oh!"

The moment their hands clashed, Lin Che was struck as if by a heavy hammer, his entire body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the stone wall.

The stone wall shattered with a crash, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood amidst the smoke and dust, causing the crimson demonic flames on the Silver Dragon Demon Spear to dim slightly.

"Lin Che!" Huanglong Zhenren shouted urgently, struggling to get up, but he was bound by the remaining restrictions in his body and could only watch helplessly.

Qinglongzi slowly walked up to Lin Che, and kicked away the spear in his hand from his superior position: "Still want to struggle? I have said before, there is a world of difference between you and me."

Lin Che gritted his teeth, propped himself up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and once again summoned the Void Sword. The cyan sword light pierced through the darkness and slashed straight at the neck of the Azure Dragon Prince.

This sword strike, imbued with most of the immortal energy, was so fast that it left only a fleeting afterimage.

Qinglongzi, however, seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. Without turning his head, he slapped the back of the sword with his palm. The Kongming Sword let out a mournful cry and was shaken back, slamming hard into Lin Che's chest.

Lin Che immediately stepped backward. (End of Chapter)