Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 201 Stacked Blades (Combined)

Once the giant tiger demon stood on the flat ground, everyone could see just how massive its body was.

He walked slowly, like a small mountain, and his huge shadow seemed to blot out the sky, even to cultivators.

The power of the demonic aura suddenly pressed down.

"A late-stage Tier 1 demonic beast..."

In terms of demonic power alone, it is comparable to a cultivator at the tenth level of the Qi Refining Realm.

If the two sides were to fight each other, an ordinary cultivator would definitely be defeated and killed.

The demon cultivator's body and fur are already equivalent to a powerful magical artifact that combines offense and defense.

not to mention……

The tiger demon also carried a long sword on its back.

Even before the sword was drawn, Song Yan was already able to glean some information.

It was a horizontal sword, but the blade was slightly longer and wider than usual, and the hilt and scabbard were covered in blood.

Song Yan's body surged with sword energy, revealing his cultivation level. He said in a deep voice, "Go and stop that guy named Su Li. Be careful."

Faced with this demon, he wouldn't have the energy to spare to take care of Liu Xincheng and Ju Luyi.

"Yes, senior."

"Xiao He, go and keep an eye on things."

"Sigh~"

Liu Xincheng and Ju Luyi rushed towards the valley entrance to stop Su Li from trapping them.

"Eighth level of Qi Refining." A hint of surprise appeared in the tiger demon's eyes.

For him, cultivators at the eighth level of Qi Refining were the most "palatable" prey.

Cultivators at this level can easily slaughter and consume humans based on their own strength.

Reaching the ninth or tenth level of Qi Refining is not much different, but it still requires some effort.

This will undoubtedly add a "gritty" feeling to the whole eating process, which is not very pleasant.

He tilted his neck, making a cracking sound, and let out an excited, deafening roar: "Roar—!"

The roar of the mountain king echoed throughout the entire Qing Valley, causing birds, beasts, chickens, dogs, and livestock to tremble and fall silent.

boom!
Its massive body shot towards Song Yan without warning, like a cannonball.

The demonic claw left a trail of afterimages as it reached for his head, as if it would rip his head off in the next instant.

It's as simple as picking a fruit.

The broad, demonic palm quickly filled the field of vision. Lingyun Yi activated, and he took a step to the side.

They dodged the palm strike.

The tiger demon's brows furrowed; he hadn't expected his opponent to not only dodge, but to dodge so easily.

The attack did not diminish; the tiger's paws rotated slightly, and its sharp claws swept across.

The sharpness beneath the Zhendao Sword Mansion crumbled, and at the same time, a sharp edge silently condensed at Song Yan's fingertips.

His eyes were clear and calm as he stared intently at the tiger demon's movements.

The tiger's paw, carrying a foul stench, came rushing towards us!

In Shaoshan Jun's imagination, he was doomed to die this time.

At that moment, the other party's arm suddenly rose, and the fingertips pointed at the tiger's claw palm that was about to strike.

puff.

A golden ray shot out through the heavy demonic palm.

Before the tiger demon could even wonder what was happening, the immense sword energy carried by the golden light suddenly hurled him backward.

The tiger demon straightened up in mid-air and steadied itself.

Then, he gripped the ground with his left palm, moved a few feet, and landed on the ground.

He raised his left palm expressionlessly, and a hole that had been pierced through it was slowly healing under the influence of demonic power.

"..."

He flipped his palm back and forth, looking at the hole that was about to heal and disappear, seemingly in disbelief.

What was that just now?
It could easily pierce through one's own skin and flesh.

Song Yan never hesitated to use his sword essence, nor did he treat it as a "last resort".

This is especially true since he comprehended the sword intent and created his complete natal flying sword.

If we use it sooner, we can condense another one sooner. If it's a protracted battle, we might be able to unleash a second sword.

It has to be said that this gesture left Shao Shan Jun somewhat stunned.

If this person could casually unleash such powerful magic...

The tiger demon shook its head and gave a self-deprecating laugh.

how can that be possible.

He looked at his hand, which had healed in the blink of an eye, clenched it tightly, and grinned.

He said in a hoarse voice, "That's interesting."

His right hand reached for the hilt of the sword behind his back, and at the same time, a wisp of blood energy rapidly gathered in his palm.

The tiger demon's eyes were bloodshot, and its left hand actually formed a Taoist hand seal.

"Xu!"

hum-

A condensed blade of energy suddenly attacked. In Song Yan's eyes, the tiger demon only took one step forward before it was already right in front of him.

Ling Yunyi dodged the blade's energy, but the tiger demon was already in front of her.

The blade came slashing horizontally, unstoppable.

In the blink of an eye, the Observing Void Sword Eyes were activated, and the Azure Serpent Sword Qi within the sleeves was poised to be unleashed. A black and white sword light descended swiftly, splashing out a powerful sword energy.

The tide has stopped.

With a downward thrust of his sword, the ink-like sword energy poured forth like a celestial river.

His tiger-like eyes suddenly narrowed, and without dodging or avoiding, a violent look appeared on his face.

With a roar, the crimson blood energy and demonic power transformed into a surging demonic wind.

Swords clashed, and sword energy collided with the demonic wind.

boom--

The originally ear-piercing sound of clashing swords was drowned out, and a wave of air surged outwards.

The tiger demon's ferocious face erupted into a wild laugh, and its flesh and bones began to ripple.

He gently raised the knife in his hand, then gripped it in reverse and swung it sharply.

hum-

A ring of sword energy, imbued with demonic power and blood energy, slashed rapidly in all directions.

At the same time, wisps of demonic power rose and fell on his body, and his flesh and blood began to expand rapidly.

In a single instant, demonic blood erupted.

Ling Yunyi activated his full power, and Song Yan stepped forward into the blood wave, dodging the ring-shaped blade energy.

However, at this moment, the tiger demon's form had already completed its transformation.

Its body swelled up a lot in the burst of demonic blood, its muscles bulging and twisting like iron.

With a casual swing of his sword, the sword energy no longer became condensed, but instead transformed into dozens of scarlet, turbulent streams of blood, hurtling towards Song Yan!

Song Yan's pupils contracted slightly, and Ling Yunyi quickly changed direction, his figure weaving through countless chaotic sword energies.

"A mere human cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining!"

The tiger demon roared, its blade strikes growing increasingly frenzied: "You dare to contend with me?!"

Human beings are incredibly fragile!
They're only fit to be food for the demon race!
With a flick of his finger, two flying swords suddenly flew out from the sword box behind him, like fish entering water.

The unmoored boat landed between Song Yan and the tiger demon, standing upright in the ground.

The black Taoist robe fluttered without wind, and the sword energy within the Zhendao Sword Mansion poured out.

The spiritual energy in the valley gathered like a vortex, falling into the sword formation and transforming into sword energy.

Above the black and white flying sword, a cold moon disc materialized.

Quarter moon.

The Lianli Sword suddenly split into three crescent-shaped arcs of light, which swiftly swept across and annihilated the blood-red blade energy.

The sword's momentum had not dissipated.

The tiger demon swung his sword to block, but the crescent moon sword light turned strangely and slashed through nothing!

laugh--

The sword energy slashed into the demon's body, and demon blood splattered.

"Ok?"

The Crescent Moon Sword did not inflict any serious injuries on the tiger demon, but he was somewhat surprised to find that there was a sword mark left where the sword energy had struck!
The demon race's physical healing ability alone cannot dispel it, and the demonic energy dissipates very slowly.

Fortunately, the sword mark wasn't particularly imposing; it just annoyed him a bit.

"Damn it..."

He cursed, but before he could raise his sword to strike again, the second sword came flying.

Moonlight surged on the blade of Ji Linjun's sword.

Song Yan pointed his sword, and a crescent-shaped sword light rose from the formation, traversing the entire sword formation.

The tiger demon had no time to dodge, and its demonic power condensed into a blood-red shield.

However, as the sword flashed, the shield shattered instantly.

The moonlight dissipated, but still transformed into several sword energies that landed on the tiger demon.

The tiger demon roared, its eyes bulging with rage, its heart overflowing with malevolence.

Ignoring the sword wounds still visible on his body, he charged towards Song Yan. This human was too strange; the intense sense of danger forced him to fight with all his might.

Trade injury for injury, fight for life.

He is merely a human being; he is destined to lose!

This is the confidence that belongs to the demon race.

But it is at this very moment.

The unmoored boat hangs suspended in mid-air from the ground, and rising at the same time is the clear, cold, and bright moon.

Song Yan's golden sword eyes remained calm and indifferent as he coldly stared at the tiger demon's rapidly approaching shadow.

Spit it out lightly.

"The moon sets."

With a sharp point of his sword, he pressed down.

The unmoored boat's sharp white sword fell upside down, pausing slightly as its tip touched the tiger demon's thick, tough fur.

It then pierced through the tiger's body without any resistance.

They pinned him to the ground.

The tiger demon roared and struggled incessantly, trying to break free.

But all I felt was a ray of light falling from the sky!

The moon hung high in the sky, its cold light transforming into countless narrow, sword-like streams of light that fell down like a waterfall.

The flying sword pinned to the tiger's body remained motionless, leaving the tiger demon with nowhere to escape.

Countless sword energies, like moonlight, fell upon the tiger demon's body.

chi chi chi...

The sword energy made a continuous, faint sound as it pierced flesh, and the demonic blood burst open like a thin mist.

The tiger demon's enormous body deflated like a punctured balloon, returning to its initial state.

The demon race's secret technique, which roared with blood energy, was completely obliterated by the Moonfall Sword Light.

Roar! ! !
The tiger demon's roars and howls were still mixed with resentment and anger.

Until the moonlight faded and the sword energy dissipated.

With a flick of his sword, Song Yan sent Lian Li and Ji Linjun back into their scabbards.

Unmoored Boat was also called back to his side.

It was as if the battle was over.

The demonic figure trembled slightly, its once majestic tiger body now looking utterly disheveled.

He pushed himself up with his palms and managed to stand up, albeit very slowly.

A pair of scarlet tiger eyes stared at Song Yan.

Sensing the human's incredibly weak aura, he grinned cruelly.

"Ho ho ho..."

"Can you still challenge me now?"

He held the knife in his right hand, and the last of his blood energy and demonic power slowly coalesced.

Seeing the other party retract their flying sword and stand with their hands at their sides, seemingly resigned to their fate, the tiger demon finally felt relieved.

Until Song Yan suddenly raised one hand.

A faint wisp of sword energy emerged from his fingertips.

"Ok?"

The tiger demon froze on the spot, then felt an extremely strong sense of crisis.

However, he had no way to avoid it.

Previously, the three sword formations, especially the final Moonfall Sword Light, left countless sword marks on the enormous demon's body.

At this moment, driven by this extremely faint sword energy, sharpness rapidly emerged from all the sword marks.

"?!"

It paused for almost an instant before all the sword marks erupted simultaneously!
hum-

A condensed sword light flashed for a moment from the tiger's body before dissipating.

It was as if it had never existed.

The enormous tiger body collapsed to the ground, its demonic blood staining a large area of ​​the surrounding land red.

His pupils were dilated; he was already lifeless.

Song Yan walked slowly over, and after searching the demon's body for a while with his Observation Sword Eyes, he then used his Unmoored Boat to cut out a round bead the size of a lotus seed from its abdomen.

Demon pill.

Unlike the golden core of human cultivators, demon cultivators, from the moment they are born with intelligence and embark on the demonic path, will condense a core of demonic power and blood energy within their demonic bodies.

The core will gradually grow as the demon cultivator's strength and cultivation increase.

This is the demon core.

Demon cores below the Foundation Establishment stage are actually not very valuable.

However, this tiger demon was already a late-stage first-tier demon beast, and its demonic power was extremely condensed.

The size of the demon core is already the limit for a first-tier demon beast, and simply selling it can fetch a considerable amount of spirit stones.

It can also be used to refine some special elixirs.

Looking at the tiger demon's tattered fur, Song Yan secretly felt it was a pity.

The technique that triggered the sword mark just now was not a new sword move, but a swordsmanship skill recorded in the Spirit Transformation Chapter.

The term "skill" means that it can be incorporated into techniques such as the Cloud Sword, the Green Snake in the Sleeve, or even sword formations.

This technique is called "overlapping blades".

In fact, this was not the first time Song Yan had used it in a struggle.

During the final stage of the sword-wielding competition, he used the technique of overlapping blades to create sword marks and break through Li Yi's protective spiritual energy.

At that time, the application of this technique was still very immature, and in desperation, I just imitated it blindly.

Later, while practicing sword formations, I also pondered this for a long time and practiced diligently for several months. Now I am finally able to perfectly integrate this technique into sword moves and sword formations.

Song Yan secretly rejoiced. If he hadn't broken through his cultivation level and learned the sword formation before leaving the sect...

It is likely that the outcome of this battle will be a bitter defeat and death.

However, now is not a good time for taking stock and reviewing the situation; he has another important conjecture that he wants to verify.

After collecting the tiger demon's corpse and the horizontal sword that had fallen to the side, Song Yan strode out of the valley.

……

Outside Qinggu, villagers gathered.

Liu Xincheng lay on the ground, his face deathly pale, his clothes torn, and his ribs mangled with blood and flesh.

Su Li stood leisurely in front of the earth god temple at the entrance of the valley, a mocking smile on his lips: "Brother Liu, why bother? With your sect's immortals holding you back, you can live a few more incense sticks' worth of time. Why seek your own death?"

Liu Xincheng felt a deep sadness.

Since Hu Gongfeng mysteriously disappeared, although he took a chance and did not report it to the sect, he has been investigating the matter.

Whether they are independent cultivators or ordinary people, the number of people going missing near Qinggu is increasing.

It wasn't until a few days ago that he found some clues.

I never imagined things would turn out this way.

"Su... Li!" Liu Xincheng gritted his teeth: "Colluding with demons, slaughtering civilians and annihilating fellow cultivators, isn't your Xuan Yuan Sect afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?"

Su Li's gaze was cold: "If you're all dead, who would know?"

Suddenly, an old farmer among the villagers cried out and rushed to Su Li's feet: "Master Su! Didn't you say the demon calamity had been quelled?!"

She reached out to grab his robe.

"Go away!"

Su Li's face was gloomy. With a casual gust of wind, he severed the old farmer's outstretched hand.

"Ahhh-"

Seeing the man struggling and wailing in pain before him, Su Li's lips curled into a cruel smile.

This is it.

It's that feeling of being able to control the life and death of others...

How wonderful.

If it weren't for Lord Shaoshan's fondness for fresh blood, every single one of them would have been played with and thoroughly eaten by him before dying a painful death.

Ju Luyi channeled her spiritual power to slowly heal Liu Xincheng's injuries.

Su Li saw this and a hint of impatience appeared between his brows.

He raised his hand and unleashed a wind blade at the two of them.

Xiao Ju was on high alert and was about to use her magical artifact to defend herself.

Just then, a sudden change occurred.

sieve--

A blue leaf flew in from somewhere, shattering the wind blade halfway through its flight.

"Who?!"

Su Li was startled and turned around to look.

Among the trembling, kneeling villagers, a young girl was quietly squatting there.

He strained to open his eyes wide, staring blankly at Su Li.

His gaze made him feel uneasy.

(End of this chapter)