Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 145 The Hidden Serpent (Combined)

These twin spinning blades are extremely vicious. Even with protective spirit armor, if the twin blade fails to kill, the mother blade will follow immediately.

The flow of time is unpredictable and difficult to avoid.

But the weird thing is...

The bloody and mangled scene that everyone had imagined did not occur.

The opponent suddenly moved forward a few inches, and as the blade turned, it moved backward a few inches.

"..."

To outsiders, he appeared completely still.

But he was unharmed.

"This fellow Taoist..."

Song Yan glanced sideways, the faint gold in his eyes fading, leaving only deep black.

A dangerous smile crept across his lips.

"Why would you resort to violence over a mere disagreement?"

The long-faced cultivator's expression hardened, and he became wary.

Body movement?

The man in the yellow robe was quite knowledgeable; the fact that the other person's figure changed so rapidly with each breath was enough to tell the story.

The cultivator at the fifth level of Qi Refining was short in stature, but his expression was arrogant, as if he could rest easy with these two older brothers by his side.

With the eldest and second eldest brothers joining forces, what is there to fear even if the opponent is at the tenth level of Qi Refining?

"Hehe, you little..."

hum-

Before he could finish speaking, a black and white streak of light flashed past his ear and hurtled towards the horse-faced cultivator.

"Second!"

A yellowish-brown light suddenly rose from the man in the yellow robe and shot upwards without stopping.

clang!
The sounds of clashing weapons echoed throughout the front yard.

A pair of large hammers were seen overlapping in the hands of the man in the yellow robe. With the vibration of spiritual energy, the unmoored boat was swung upwards.

The black and white light swirled in the air and returned to Song Yan's side.

At the same time, he slowly withdrew his sword finger.

"..."

The short, stout cultivator looked dazed and lowered his head slightly. His protective spiritual robe had shattered and disappeared, and blood was gushing from a small hole in his chest near his heart.

"Uh……"

The short, stout monk collapsed to his knees with a thud, his mouth gushing blood.

His hands flailed wildly, as if trying to grab something.

But he soon stopped breathing.

If he can ensure that the enemy is quickly reduced to fewer men, Song Yan never holds back; his sword dao true essence can be described as his current thunderous method.

"The third one!"

Such fast sword energy!
The man in the yellow robe was both shocked and furious. The other party had already raised his hand almost the instant he took action to block the flying sword for his second brother.

That sword energy...

If I were to pick them up myself, I would likely suffer a great loss due to the unexpected situation!

The two on the other side looked like they were facing a formidable enemy, but Song Yan remained calm.

Normally, he would choose to use his sword energy to kill or seriously injure the long-faced cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

They then fought with all their might against the man in the yellow robe.

But it was clear that the man in the yellow robe was cautious from the beginning and was also very close to the long-faced cultivator.

If we're talking about a one-hit kill, only this short, stout cultivator seems to have a good chance of success.

"Okay, we can try that..."

With a flick of his finger, the flying sword Lianli swiftly flew out from the sword box on his back, immediately attacking the long-faced cultivator.

Unmoored Boat then slashed at the man in the yellow robe.

"Multitasking?!"

"Too deceiving!"

When Song Yan made his move, his aura was fully revealed, indicating that he was at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

This put the two initially wary cultivators at ease.

However, his ability to wield two flying swords simultaneously still startled them.

The gradually cooling corpse of their third brother beside them served as a reminder that the young man before them was no ordinary cultivator.

The yellow-robed cultivator's spiritual power surged, and the abundant spiritual energy adhered to a pair of earth-yellow hammers, which he crossed to defend against the Unmoored Boat.

clang--

The sounds of intermingling echoed throughout the hall.

Sensing the rapidly depleting spiritual energy, the yellow-robed cultivator's expression changed drastically.

"A high-grade magic weapon?!"

As the final piece of Song Yan's swordsmanship puzzle, the sword intent had a profound impact on so many things when it was perfected.

The Daoist mind and the sword intent merge and are contained within the sword body.

The "Unmoored Boat" of today is the only truly complete natal flying sword.

Its power has even reached the level of a high-grade magic weapon!

The Chu Kingdom is located in a remote area and its spiritual resources are not abundant. Ordinary independent cultivators, cultivators from ordinary immortal cultivation families, and even disciples of most sects can only possess magic weapons of medium grade.

Only the most talented disciples from the six major sects possess high-grade magic artifacts during the Qi Refining stage.

The yellow-robed cultivator naturally didn't understand the mystery behind it, and simply thought he was "lucky" to have met someone here.

However, he and the long-faced cultivator had been roaming the Chu region for so many years, burning, killing, and looting, and it wasn't that they hadn't encountered such opponents before.

In their minds, such people usually have a fatal problem.

That is extreme arrogance.

People who always have smooth sailing are easily trapped in a vortex of arrogance.

They'll fall for it easily if you just reveal a slight flaw.

For example, this person in front of me clearly has the ability to play it safe and deal with them, but he insists on being arrogant.

After he and his second brother put up a brief resistance, he deliberately created a few openings to give the illusion that they were about to be defeated, thus inducing the enemy to act recklessly.

The opponent's spiritual sense will soon be exhausted, and their spiritual power will soon be depleted.

At that time, they will naturally become fish on the chopping board.

The long-faced cultivator, understanding the situation perfectly, immediately activated the twin blades, which swirled around him as he retreated repeatedly, feigning weakness.

Song Yan was certainly not being arrogant.

With his current level of spiritual power, he can easily control two flying swords to fight enemies at the same time.

All the battles he had ever encountered were either manageable with just one flying sword, or even two flying swords together were useless.

So it has hardly ever been used.

After returning to his sect, aside from practicing the Void Observation Sword Eye and Soaring Cloud Intent, he reviewed all the other sword control techniques in the Sword Art Essentials.

Finally, they became incredibly audacious.

I started looking at the section about "sword formations".

Sword formation, as the name suggests, is a large formation formed by using flying swords as the core.

It is extremely powerful in both offense and defense.

However, mastering the art of sword formations and skillfully manipulating multiple flying swords to defend against enemies simultaneously is only the most basic thing.

In addition, the skill of controlling the sword and the number of flying swords are also crucial, and even knowledge of formations is required.

With my current level of expertise, I am not yet capable of delving into sword formations.

However, the predecessor who compiled the "Essentials of Swordsmanship" also knew the difficulties of practicing sword formations.

Therefore, it is very thoughtful that it recommends several sword stances for the transition period.

After comparing various options, Song Yan finally chose one to practice, and has now barely scratched the surface.

This time, I also had the intention of practicing my skills on these two.

He clearly saw through their feigned weakness; how could two cultivators at the late stage of Qi Refining only possess such limited abilities?

As Bu Xizhou and the yellow-robed cultivator entangled in battle, the latter feigned instability and flipped over.

Song Yan remained calm and composed, his fingertips twitching slightly, and his sword technique suddenly changed.

Unmoored Boat charged forward, aiming straight for the yellow-robed cultivator's face. The latter braced his twin hammers against his body, using the momentum to deflect the force. Unmoored Boat then slightly rotated his sword, gently tapping the hilt against the hammer.

Although the sword's edge was deflected, a sword shadow split off from it, suddenly flowing and meandering like a green snake spitting its tongue, pointing directly at the yellow-robed man's brow.

The yellow-robed cultivator was greatly alarmed. With no way to avoid it, a pendant hidden around his neck burst forth with a verdant light.

He barely managed to block the sword.

However, Bu Xizhou had already regained his offensive momentum, and the yellow-robed cultivator raised his hammer and clanged again.

As the metal clashed, another sword shadow emerged from it, flowing down to his ribs.

"laugh."

The sword flashed, slicing through the yellow-robed cultivator's protective spiritual garment and leaving a foot-long wound on his body.

"What kind of bizarre swordsmanship is this?!"

The yellow-robed Taoist grunted, his heart filled with horror.

Song Yan simultaneously wielded two flying swords with his right hand while fighting the two men, his left hand suddenly drooping down.

A wisp of cyan sword energy flowed out from the sleeve, supple yet extremely condensed, resembling both wisps of smoke and the gleam of a sword.

The sword energy suddenly shot out, like a whirlwind sweeping leaves, and rushed towards the yellow-robed Taoist at an extremely fast speed!

He dared not be arrogant any longer, and his spiritual power surged wildly, with earthy yellow spiritual light flowing and covering his body.

laugh.

Two shattering sounds overlapped, one from the left and one from the right, instantly tearing open two huge rifts in the protective aura.

The yellow-robed Taoist felt a wave of fear. If he hadn't practiced a special method for guiding spiritual energy, he would probably have been seriously injured.

Looking up, they saw that the young cultivator did not appear to be weak at all.

This person's spiritual power and divine sense far surpass those of ordinary cultivators!

Ju Luyi found a corner to hide in early on, secretly observing the situation on the field.

Seeing that this Senior Song was able to fight two opponents at once and suppress them, I couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Amazing."

Song Yan felt the power of the sword energy just now, and his eyes flashed.

This sword technique is called "Green Snake in the Sleeve".

It is a sword technique routine, which includes not only sword skills and moves, but also the methods of using sword energy and the skills of controlling the sword.

While getting a basic understanding of the basics isn't particularly difficult, the art of swordsmanship is profound and mysterious, worthy of long-term practice and study.

Most importantly, some of the essential sword techniques contained herein will be extremely helpful for practicing sword formations in the future.

The long-faced monk standing nearby also noticed something was amiss.

This young man was not only able to deal with his elder brother with all his might, but also handle his own side, clearly not the kind of simpleton they often encountered before.

The two exchanged a glance and saw the ruthlessness in each other's eyes.

The spiritual energy fluctuations around the two of them began to intensify.

"It seems like now is the time to get serious."

At this point, Song Yan had lost interest in fighting and practicing swordsmanship with them.

If he were to face two ordinary late-stage Qi Refining cultivators like these, who didn't possess any particularly powerful techniques or magical artifacts, he could indeed fight two against one using his sword essence and the Cloud Sword.

only……

There wasn't just one green snake in his sleeve.

"Xiao He".

hiss--

The hiss of a cold-blooded animal rang out, and a green leaf shaped like a bamboo leaf flew towards the long-faced cultivator like a throwing knife.

He frowned, leaped into the air, and was surprised to find that the faintly glowing blue leaves were actually following his movements like a magical artifact!

In a moment of desperation, the mother and child flying blades were immediately thrown out, slicing the green leaf in two.

One of the petals brushed past his protective aura, and the spiritual energy melted away slowly, like snow melting in the warm sun.

"What!?"

Xiao He slightly opened her mouth, and cyan demonic power gathered in her mouth.

It quickly transformed into a new cyan leaf, and with a whoosh, continued towards the long-faced cultivator.

Then it suddenly disappeared into the mess of the Taoist temple.

After that, every now and then, one or two green leaves would shoot out from who-knows-where.

Unfortunately, the demonic energy within is condensed and has a treacherous nature; if one is not careful, one's spiritual power will be dissipated.

"Damn beast!"

The long-faced cultivator cursed under his breath, expanding his divine sense to its maximum, but still couldn't find the little snake.

He had to fight the flying sword while also guarding against the snake's strange arrows, leaving him mentally exhausted and his spiritual energy depleted.

The yellow-robed cultivator's heart sank, and a talisman flew out from his Qiankun bag.

A burst of spiritual light shone forth, transforming into a stream of blood-red energy that disappeared into his chest.

His body gradually grew larger, and in a short while, he transformed into a "giant" over ten feet tall.

As spiritual energy poured out, the two hammers in the man's hands also grew larger.

Suddenly, the ground was pierced, and a large wave of golden spiritual energy surged out, spreading in all directions.

With the long-faced cultivator being held back by Xiao He, Song Yan no longer held back.

In the blink of an eye, his eyes were tinged with gold.

His body was surrounded by surging sword energy, his white Taoist robe fluttered without wind, and the Zhendao Sword Mansion emitted a clear and melodious sword sound.

Using his cloud-piercing technique, he dodged the surging spiritual light.

At the same time, streaks of white sword shadows, imbued with the colors of wind and thunder, flew swiftly from the sword box behind them, swirling and turning in the air.

The sword points to the void, and the unmoored boat transforms into a black and white stream of light.

hum-

The yellow-robed cultivator charged straight at Song Yan, his hammer flying and swaying the unmoored boat away.

The flying sword is sharp, with wind and thunder surging on it.

The protective aura surrounding the yellow-robed cultivator was on the verge of shattering and collapsing.

He paid no attention, however, as one of the large hammers dragged on the ground, then suddenly swung it, sending up sand and stones that obscured his vision.

Then, spiritual energy condensed and fell from the sky, attempting to kill Song Yan on the spot.

boom--

With two hammers striking the ground, a huge crater was smashed into the ground of Nanshan Temple, and countless cracks spread outwards.

However, there were no bloodied or mangled figures among them.

"how……"

hum!
The unmoored boat's spiritual light surged and suddenly pierced out from behind. No matter how fast the yellow-robed cultivator reacted, he could only turn around and slightly block it with his twin hammers in front of him.

A cyan sword light flickered within, and following the momentum of the flying sword, it pierced out instantly.

The green scales conceal their sharpness, waiting for the right moment to strike.

The protective amulet was immediately shredded by the two sharp sword beams, which were like the fangs of venomous snakes.

"not good!"

With the wind amplifying the thunder's power, nine white sword shadows, imbued with the spiritual essence of wind and thunder, rapidly swirled around him, hovering above his head as the boat tumbled and tumbled.

At this moment, the yellow-robed cultivator was in a state where his old power had dissipated and his new power had not yet been generated.

laugh.

The first sword shadow pierced the yellow-robed cultivator's shoulder. A sharp pain shot through him, lightning flashed, his shoulder and arm went numb, and the hammer in his hand almost slipped from his grasp.

Then five sword shadows filed in, penetrating his vital acupoints.

"what--"

He cried out in pain, his massive body tilting forward as he was about to fall.

But then a massive sword aura slowly lifted him up.

The sword energy that filled the sky suddenly subsided in an instant, and the black and white sword light crashed down with the wind and thunder.

boom--

The chaotic sword energy, carried by the mountain wind, dispersed the bloody stench from the temple.

Xiao Ju hid behind the alchemy furnace and waited until the wind subsided before slowly opening her eyes.

Several white sword lights, trailing afterimages, swirled and converged in the sky before returning to the sword box behind Song Yan.

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