Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 311 Hongxiu won MVP
"So it is so." Pang Ban laughed heartily. "Today, no matter what, I must sever all 'karmic ties' in this world, only then can I leave without hindrance!"

Ren Shaoyang said, "Then, let me escort you a thousand miles away!" As soon as he finished speaking, he lunged forward and grabbed at Pang Ban's chest.

Pang Ban snorted coldly, and immediately wrapped his palm with silk, pressing back with a punch.

Three loud thuds followed, as the two men twisted and pulled each other's arms, creating a series of muffled thunderclaps.

Just then, with a few whooshing sounds, the sword blade suddenly shot out, swiftly piercing Pang Ban's back. The sword emitted a strange sound that terrified everyone.

Pang Ban's arms were entangled with Ren Shaoyang's, and he was using all his strength, so he couldn't break free at all.

But he was a demon master after all. Although he couldn't move his arms, he could still dodge left and right within a very small area.

The swords flew like a storm, relentlessly and without ceasing. As Pang Ban dodged, he praised, "In terms of unpredictable and ever-changing swordsmanship, Lang Fanyun is truly no match for you!" As he spoke, he kicked the incoming swords away one by one with a back kick.

Ren Shaoyang felt a tremendous force strike him, and half of his body felt numb. The Great Vajra Divine Power flowed through him, and the discomfort immediately disappeared, but he couldn't help but slow down his sword strike.

Pang Ban found an opening, immediately took advantage of the situation to flip over, head down and feet up, and swung his palm at Pang Ban's forehead.

Upon seeing this, Ren Shaoyang suddenly opened his eyes wide, and a faint "sizzle" sound echoed in the air as a sword strike with the force of a thunderbolt.

This method of striking with the eyes is precisely the "Sword Thunder" that Ren Shaoyang unleashed by combining the "Eye-Clearing Style".

As soon as the sword was drawn, tears welled up in his eyes. Similarly, Pang Ban was also struck by this "sword thunder" and his body stiffened, his palm frozen in mid-air.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ren Shaoyang struggled to break free and flew backward.

Pang Ban realized what was happening and, seeing the graceful and elegant way the man was flying through the air, couldn't help but exclaim, "What a sword god!" He lightly touched the ground with his toes and floated towards him.

The two were seen following closely, leaping and running along the cliff face. When they reached the words "Pang Ban," the Demon Master laughed loudly: "Sword God Ren, you'd better watch out for my name!"

With a single punch, it soars straight into the heavens.

Ren Shaoyang smiled faintly: "I'll go up!" As he spoke, he hung upside down, his toes hooking the edge of the character "斩" (cut), and his long sword flashed and swept through the air.

Pang Ban saw the imposing aura of this sword strike, and Ren Shaoyang's attack was a powerful, hooked thrust.

Now I stand on the two words "Pang Ban".

Doesn't this fulfill the saying, "The white-robed general beheaded Pang Ban here"?

The demon sneered, "So this is the 'Flowing Wine Sword,' but you're just spouting nonsense if you think you can kill me!" Suddenly, he roared, his voice like thunder, and his left fist shot out like lightning.

The fist and sword clashed again, and sand and stones surged up in an area of ​​more than ten feet.

Ren Shaoyang leaped more than ten feet into the air like a roc spreading its wings, his wrists flicking, countless sword lights overlapping and rushing back and forth like a tide.

Pang Ban, suspended in mid-air, watched the sword waterfall crash down and burst into laughter: "Good, I, Pang, will break your legend of divine swords!" With a surge of true energy, his flowing sleeves flew up and scattered the sword waterfall.

Ren Shaoyang smiled faintly, his figure rushing to the "bao" side of the character "pao" (袍). Suddenly, a gust of wind flew from his sleeve and snatched Pang Ban away.

Pang Ban was in mid-air when the sword light suddenly flashed in front of him, like a tiny arc of light splitting in the air, so fast that it was completely unexpected.

The demon master darted away, barely managing to dodge the sword light.

Suddenly, a faint melody of a zither drifted through the air, causing Pang Ban's heart to flutter slightly. He then realized that the melody was coming from behind him.

Just then, another sword thrust at his waist.

Pang Ban sidestepped and landed on the character "Bai," looking down at Ren Shaoyang with a loud laugh: "Ren Sword God, fall!" He immediately threw a punch at Ren Shaoyang's head.

Just then, a strong wind whistled from behind, to the side, and across the neck as several sword blades hurtled towards them.

Pang Ban snorted coldly: "Hmph!" He stretched out his foot and hung on the character "Bai" (white), and threw out both fists at the same time, almost reaching the Divine Realm. As soon as the fists were thrown, shadows appeared. In an instant, countless fist shadows in front of him were like a dense shield, causing the sword blades to fly wildly and sparks to burst.

Just then, the sword blade that had been knocked away suddenly began to tremble violently. As it trembled, the buzzing sound grew louder and louder, actually drowning out the sound of the lake water.

At the same time, the blade grew brighter and brighter, surrounded by blue flames, and the sword light flickered, instantly weaving into a bright screen of light that pressed down as if the sky were collapsing and the earth were sinking.

Dang Dang Dang Dang!
The two climbed higher and higher, their figures shrinking as if they were in the clouds, fighting against the heavens. The clash of swords and fists was deafening, and lightning seemed to spring up out of thin air from where they fought.

With a loud bang, another loud noise followed.

Two figures, like flying dragons in the sky, suddenly soared into the air. Before the onlookers could even process what they were seeing, they rose like two plumes of smoke, stepping on the cliff face, and gracefully ascended to the top of the cliff.

Ren Shaoyang and Pang Ban stood on the cliff, looking at each other. Their white robes and yellow clothes fluttered in the wind, reflecting against the towering cliff, like two human-shaped torches.

Suddenly, with a loud "boom," the rock wall cracked, and rubble rained down. Most of the cliff collapsed, and the seven large characters vanished in an instant.

It turned out that when Pang Ban climbed the cliff, his internal energy surged from the soles of his feet, shattering the stone wall.

The demon's gaze was like lightning as he looked at the white-robed man, but his eyes twitched slightly.

Ren Shaoyang raised his right hand, and the divine sword split open, revealing hundreds of fine, hair-like blades that fluttered in the wind, resembling a giant sea urchin covered in poisonous needles.

No wonder I could not dodge the second sword after just dodging the first one; it turns out that the sword has transformed into thousands of sword blades.

"Old ghost Pang Ban, you!" Ren Shaoyang sneered, "Such beautiful handwriting, and you had to ruin it."

"This character is written incorrectly."

"Oh?" Ren Shaoyang asked, "These characters are the essence of my swordsmanship. If they are not correct, you must explain them."

Pang Ban's expression turned cold: "Are you slaying me, or your own path?"

"I will slay you to uphold the Way."

"Guard the Dao?" Pang Ban's cold laugh seemed to come from beyond the heavens. "You're planning to cultivate the Void?"

Ren Shao clenched his fist, and the blade instantly transformed into a five-foot-long sword. He casually said, "Refining the Void and Uniting with the Dao, slaying you and guarding the Dao. They are just two paths up the mountain, different routes but the same destination."

Pang Ban sneered, "You actually compare personal gains and losses with attaining enlightenment? How unwise and petty of you!"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Old ghost Pang, you only have one path to take: destruction. But for me, I, Ren, disdain to take that path!"

"Be bold!"

Upon hearing Ren Shaoyang deny his lifelong pursuit in such a way, Pang Ban's energy surged, and his aura surged like a tidal wave.

"Ren has always been bold."

As Ren Shaoyang spoke, his figure flickered, circling Pang Ban and spinning rapidly, displaying the "Sword Silk Crossing the Void" technique to its fullest extent. With a wave of his right palm, the sword blade trembled repeatedly, sometimes stabbing and sometimes pointing, his moves resembling both a brush and a sword.

Pang Ban let out a long roar, soared into the sky, and flew backward, his fists and palms raining down like a torrential downpour, heavy and powerful like a meteorite falling from the sky.

The two men moved with the agility of tigers and dragons, their fists and swords exchanging over a hundred blows in the air in an instant, yet neither of them fell even an inch.

In the midst of the fierce battle, a sharp clang was suddenly heard.

However, Pang Ban's fist struck the tip of the sword, and the immense force generated a loud sound.

Just then, Ren Shaoyang's expression changed, and his aura became increasingly clear and empty, gradually shrinking to an invisible point. Pang Ban's breath hitched, and he vaguely sensed that something was about to happen.

Then one could see that Ren Shaoyang had one eye that was clear and bright, and he still had the same indifferent look as before.

But his other eye suddenly turned red!
What kind of red was that?
Like blood, it resembles a soft curtain, drifting gently yet infinitely bloody.

He'd seen those eyes before!
Pang Ban glanced sideways and, from several miles away, spotted the girl leaning forward, her hands clenched into small fists in front of her chest, her chubby cheeks puffed out, and her brows tightly furrowed.

Hongxiu sensed Pang Ban's gaze and raised an eyebrow.

"Hehe, you old ghost Pang Ban, do you think I'll let you leave alive?"

The girl's lively and lovely voice echoed in Pang Ban's heart. Her tone was so playful, but her words were extremely vicious.

"Sword Threads Cross the Void!"

Ren Shaoyang made a sweeping motion with his right hand, and his figure suddenly transformed into countless white lights that shot away.

At this moment, he was like a blazing sun, and all the darkness of the night, the waves of Dongting Lake, and the rolling dark clouds vanished without a trace.

He transformed into a sword beam, or perhaps a human-shaped torch, radiating brilliant light as he charged forward with confidence and dominance.

"How can it be so powerful?!"

As Pang Ban gazed at the omnipresent white light, his pupils gradually contracted, and a dense demonic aura raged within his eyes.

But it was too late.

Ren Shaoyang transformed into a sword beam, unstoppable, seizing every opportunity, penetrating every crevice, endlessly and inexhaustibly.

This is the first time Pang Ban has been forced into a defensive posture since he emerged from seclusion.

bass!
The sword's cry was extremely sharp, reaching the clouds and almost shattering one's eardrums.

Pang Ban's expression was solemn. His entire body floated up in the void, and he slowly threw a punch.

Between heaven and earth, the fist is the biggest.

This punch was completely unpretentious, without any unnecessary variations.

Only the surging energy, like the power of a mountain collapsing and the sea splitting, burst forth from the fist.

The opposing forces clashed, their momentum like a raging dragon emerging from the sea. The cliff trembled, rocks tumbled down, carrying clouds of dust, and crashed down with a deafening roar.

The next moment, everyone witnessed a scene they would never forget.

call!
A beam of light suddenly burst forth between the two, shooting straight into the sky and completely dispersing the dark clouds.

Immediately afterward, instead of moonlight shining down, the world was plunged into darkness.

Suddenly, everything turned a blinding white.

Extreme black and extreme white alternated, catching everyone off guard. They couldn't stand the blinding light and were momentarily blinded.

Two figures could only be vaguely seen flying higher and higher, and a dark hole seemed to have opened up in the sky, like the gaping maw of a ferocious beast.

"Hee hee~"

A woman's soft laughter came from Ren Shaoyang's mouth and echoed throughout the entire Dongting Lake.

"you"

Pang Ban's single eye suddenly opened wide, but it was restrained by the power of heaven and earth and he could not move at all.

Followed by.

A glint of blade light flashed in Ren Shaoyang's blood-red eyes.

"Chi~!"

The sky and earth suddenly turned red, and it vanished in a flash.

This touch of red is like a dream.

It's so elusive and so exquisite.

Like the lingering sunset, or the river breeze tonight, gentle and fleeting.

It makes people think that their eyes are just playing tricks on them, or that they have accidentally seen a beautiful scene from a dream.

Almost everyone was unresponsive or couldn't believe it.

Who would dare to unleash such a dreamlike and illusory blade light through the eyes of the Sword God Ren?
After all, who could make Ren Jianshen willingly act as a medium, using his eyes to strike?

Who can truly sever Pang Ban's waist with a single blow?!

Only Ren Hongxiu.

Only she, this peerless witch, could combine "Mind Movement" and "Mountain Scripture" to create such a strange and unpredictable method, and use "Emperor's Qi Observation Technique" to find a gap in Pang Ban's aura.

Finally, with the help of Ren Shaoyang's eyes, he unleashed the slash.

"Excellent swordsmanship!" Li Ruohai's smiling voice rang in Hongxiu's ear. Her methods were secretive, but they couldn't escape the notice of this third-ranked person in the world. "What is this technique called?"

"Old Ghost Pang just gave the cripple a 'Watch out' punch." The little beggar turned to him and smiled slightly. "Then he'll have to take my 'Sleeve God's Strike'."

"A gaze that can be a knife, how powerful."

Hongxiu chuckled. Pang Ban could reflect the intent of his fist with his mind, so she could naturally use other people's eyes as a weapon.

Moreover, the "Sleeve Divine Blade" can be used not only on throwing knives, but also on all things in the world, and even on thoughts.
With a shrill, mournful laugh, Pang Ban's face gradually twisted and deformed, his brows revealing madness.

But at this moment, his body, like a withered leaf, floated into the sky, his face filled with resentment and endless hatred, and then disappeared like a withered leaf.

Before anyone could react, blood rained down from the sky, and endless blood gushed out like a spring!
Suddenly, two legs fell from the sky and landed in the lake with a splash!
Such a sudden and unexpected change left everyone bewildered and utterly astonished.

Pang Ban seemed to be broken, yet he also seemed not to be broken.

Those two legs that fell off, were they his?
What is it called when the upper body shatters the void?
and also.

The crowd looked at the cliff that had collapsed into a pile of rubble, still shaken.

"Ren Jianshen is truly amazing. He said he would kill Pang Ban, and he did!"

Everyone's eyes followed Ren Shaoyang, who had joined up with the little beggar and the others, and watched them leave by boat, laughing heartily.

And so, that was the last time everyone saw the "Three Fiends of the Northern Frontier".

(End of this chapter)