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Chapter 109 The Most Unlucky Demonic Cult King

Now everything makes sense.

Why is the King of Kucha, who knows nothing about the martial arts world of the Central Plains, so wary of this Lone Peak Heavenly King?

After all, this Western Demonic Sect is also located in the west, and its deterrent power over the Western Regions far exceeds its influence in the Central Plains.

Without Wu Hua as her external brain, Shi Guanyin made a foolish move by joining forces with the infamous Western Demonic Sect. However, given her own reputation, it's hard to say who would be more infamous.

Given Shi Guanyin's strong self-confidence, she might even think that she could use this opportunity to subdue the crippled Western Demonic Sect and put it to her own use.

If Wu Hua were still alive, it would be absolutely impossible to introduce such an uncontrollable factor.

After all, apart from Chu Liuxiang being a variable, everything was already under her control. Even if the King of Kucha played a trick of feigning an attack while secretly advancing, Shi Guanyin could have decisively killed him and broken the deadlock.

All I can say is that without Wu Hua's assistance, Shi Guanyin had a blast this time.

The fact that the other party mentioned the name "Black Crow Sword Demon" made Fang Yunhua feel even more at ease.

After all, among the seven great demons who were famous in the martial arts world more than ten years ago, the White Jade Beggar was indirectly killed because of him, and the Blood-Clad Scholar was killed by his own hands. Now, there is another one, the strongest among the seven great demons.

Even more coincidentally, the opponent was wielding a sword.

"Hey, if you used your fists, palms, knife, zither, or even your teeth, I would respect you more. Why did you have to use a sword!"

Fang Yunhua looked at him with obvious disappointment, which made the previously expressionless Lone Peak Heavenly King begin to frown.

"You don't actually think my sword is like theirs, do you?"

"them?"

"I teach my disciples to be qualified to learn a supreme sword technique, which is why this sword technique is increasingly less regarded in the martial arts world. In reality, very few people can truly comprehend this sword technique. Currently, I am the only one in the sect who can do so."

Seeing Fang Yunhua confronting the King of Kucha again, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He quietly nudged Princess Pipa and asked.

What kind of swordsmanship was he referring to?

"The Myriad Wonders and the Nine Great Forms of Soul-Stealing Techniques is a secret sword technique of the Demonic Sect. It is wondrous and exquisite, with moves within moves and endless variations. It can be transformed into 729 moves. In terms of the strangeness and unpredictability of its attacks and the exquisite and meticulousness of its moves, it far surpasses the Wudang Sect's Two Elements Sword Technique among the three great Xuanmen sword techniques!"

Princess Pipa intentionally raised the volume to remind Fang Yunhua.

Although she couldn't tell whether the other party was friend or foe at the moment, she sincerely hoped that Fang Yunhua would win. Even if they eventually turned against each other, she would prefer to die at the hands of the other party.

"The Myriad Wonders and the Nine Great Techniques of Soul-Stealing" are indeed the best sword techniques in the world.

The key point is that along the way, when he had nothing else to do, he, Xue Xiaoren, Shangguan Cangxing, and Yuan Suiyun had already broken down this sword technique into its most basic form, reaching the peak of the "having moves" realm. The connection between each move was like playing a profound game of chess.

Once the killing move is unleashed, the opponent will be completely unprepared and utterly defeated.

Even if one cultivates to the peak, one cannot escape the constraints of techniques.

This was like the opponent making their first move, and the next ten moves were basically within Fang Yunhua's expectations.

At this moment, the Lone Peak Heavenly King had lost interest in continuing the conversation.

A fierce wind swept across the oasis, and the candlelight inside the large tent flickered wildly.

Suddenly, the sword of the Lone Peak Heavenly King tore through the shadow of the tent. The blade of the sword seemed to bring with it nine ghostly howls. When the tip of the sword was pointed at Fang Yunhua’s brow like a poisonous scorpion, two phantom sword lights appeared on the left and right sides at the same time, blocking all escape routes!
Fang Yunhua's long robe remained unmoved as her fingertips suddenly flicked towards the candlestick on the left!

laugh! ——

A drop of scalding candle wax accurately struck the Shenmen acupoint on the right wrist of the Lone Peak Heavenly King.

The sword shadows vanished abruptly, and the true form of the Lone Peak Heavenly King retreated in a disheveled state, with wisps of green smoke mixed with the smell of burning filling the air around his wrist.

The fact that he had already failed as soon as he made his move was clearly beyond the expectations of Lone Peak Heavenly King, and he looked at Fang Yunhua with even greater caution.

As their eyes met, he suddenly spun rapidly along the ground, his long sword creating a tangible sonic wave that caused the bronze lamp to hum and shattered everything inside the tent!
Fang Yunhua, however, was like a reed in the wind. He flipped in mid-air, his toes touching the flying wood chips. His sleeves brushed against the sword's spine to deflect the force, and when he landed, he actually stepped on the hem of the opponent's fluttering cloak!

opportunity!

A fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the Lone Peak Heavenly King. He decisively discarded his robe, and his sword moves suddenly became sinister. His sword blade traversed the inner wall of the tent, using the leather to bounce back and pierce Fang Yunhua's back!

—But he missed! Fang Yunhua had already ducked under the table and slapped the ground with his hand!

With a deafening roar, the carpet surged up like a giant wave, extinguishing all the candles with sand and dust.

In absolute darkness, the Lone Peak Heavenly King heard his own heart pounding wildly.

Suddenly, a cold hand touched his sweaty back.

After witnessing firsthand how Sun Kong died at Fang Yunhua's hands, he understood his own fate.

In that instant, he felt streams of icy energy seeping into his limbs and bones. This terrifying force caused his fingers, which were gripping the sword hilt, to freeze completely.

But even now, he still can't figure it out.

He couldn't understand why his swordsmanship was full of flaws in the eyes of his opponent.

Even when the other party killed him, it didn't feel much more difficult than dealing with Sun Kong.

As the Heart-Piercing Hand pierced through his chest, Lone Peak Heavenly King realized something else: the loud crash of the carpet fluttering earlier was actually to cover up the approaching footsteps of his opponent.

If he could have noticed it sooner...

Soon, his consciousness completely disappeared.

"Is the knot over?"

Upon hearing the sound of yet another corpse collapsing to the ground, the King of Kucha mustered his courage and asked, while Princess Pipa, standing beside him, took out a tinderbox and relit the candlestick that had just been extinguished.

As that tiny spark of fire illuminated the entire tent.

When the two saw the corpse lying in front of Fang Yunhua, they instinctively gasped.

Because they were located in the Western Regions, they were even more aware of the true value of this Lone Peak Heavenly King, yet even such a powerful figure had died.

He died so hastily, turning into a gradually cooling corpse in less than a minute of fighting.

The two also knew that what followed would truly determine their fate.

"It looks like we're running out of time."

After Fang Yunhua stirred up a cloud of dust, erasing some of the bloodstains and crushed flesh inside the tent, he then carried the corpses of Sun Kong and Lone Peak Heavenly King, one in each hand.

Fang Yunhua then turned his gaze to the King of Kucha.

"I would like to ask you to conceal my presence from now on, because this is important to me, and even more important to you."

Seeing the two nod solemnly, Fang Yunhua felt it necessary to further strengthen his persuasiveness.

"I mean you can't tell anyone, including your closest family members. Besides, I'll be speaking with His Majesty privately later, and I don't want to see any unnecessary people then."

He was quite certain that the King of Kucha did not have the courage to meet him alone, so now he needed to reveal something appropriate.

"The Star of Elysium is very important."

The King of Kucha nodded.

"The secret of the Elysium Star is more important."

The King of Kucha looked serious.

"However, everyone's attention is focused on the secret of the Star of Elysium, and that is the most important thing."

These words made the deep-thinking King of Kucha's eyelids twitch.

"Your Majesty should understand what I mean."

"Xiao Wang understands."

Princess Pipa frowned slightly. She could tell that her father's words contained very complex emotions, and the pressure he was under was almost ten times heavier than when he faced life and death just now.

Fang Yunhua's figure quickly disappeared from their sight.

(End of this chapter)