From martial arts sects to immortality sects

Chapter 257 Sword Slaying Demons and Gods
"Who are you from the Qingxiao Sect?"

The four-armed old man turned to Shen Yue and asked a question. His voice was hoarse and weathered, as if it had traveled through ancient times to reach the present day.

Shen Yue countered, "And who are you? I'm not asking about your ghostly identity; you must have been a highly skilled swordsman in your previous life."

The four-armed old man replied, "I come from Beiting. I was once the Sword God of Beiting. I offended the powerful and wealthy and fled the country, which led to my current predicament. Although I look ugly, my swordsmanship and sword intent are even better than when I was alive. Would you like to give me a try?"

Upon hearing the other party call himself the Sword God, Shen Yue's expression changed. He said no more and charged towards the four-armed old man.

As he moved forward, Shen Yue's sword intent erupted, causing his speed to increase dramatically.

The four-armed old man leaped up and clashed with him in mid-air. The man and the ghost unleashed their respective fierce sword techniques. The speed of their sword moves was dazzling. Sword energy and ghost energy swept in different directions, smashing rooftops, breaking through courtyard walls, and slicing through the snow.

For a moment, it was difficult to tell who was better.

The four-armed old man was furious. How could he be no match for a swordsman whose cultivation level was lower than his own?
Doesn't that mean his swordsmanship is inferior to his opponent's?
The four-armed old man crashed to the ground, his four arms suddenly spreading out. A violent sword aura rose from the ground, like a whirlwind of snow, forcing Shen Yue in the air to raise his sword to defend. However, he was still forced back by the fierce sword aura. His right sleeve was torn open instantly, and blood splattered everywhere.

Shen Yue somersaulted in the air, and as he turned around, he suddenly threw the wooden sword in his hand.

boom--

The wooden sword transformed into a beam of light, like a cold ray of light sweeping across the night sky, piercing through the sword energy of the four-armed old man and heading straight for his chest. Unfortunately, he easily dodged it.

The four-armed old man moved swiftly, forcing Shen Yue, who was falling, to quickly shift his gaze, trying to catch a glimpse of the old man's figure.

In the governor's mansion.

The Great Demon, possessing an old man, was still meditating and circulating his energy. He could hear the booming sounds coming from outside, indicating that the battle was extremely fierce.

In a corner of the main hall, a white-haired man emerged from the darkness. Half of his face resembled a wolf, while the other half was handsome, making him appear extremely eerie. He wore black clothes, and beneath the hem of his robes emanated a billowing ghostly aura.

"Brother, with so many cultivators around, it must be the Qingxiao Sect. But just as we guessed, the Qingxiao Sect isn't that powerful," the white-haired man sneered.

His name is Guibei, the second-ranked being among the Sixteen Evil Demons, second only to Da Molu.

The Great Demon Luo opened his eyes and said in a low voice, "It is said that Qingxiao Sect used to be just a small sect in the martial arts world. Li Qingqiu has cultivated so many cultivators in less than 20 years. He should not be underestimated."

The ghost wolf laughed and asked, "Brother, even if someone is a genius, it's probably impossible for them to cultivate to a level stronger than yours or mine in just a few decades."

Both of them were cultivators in their previous lives, and their understanding of cultivation was deeper than that of other evil spirits.

Although they failed to send ghosts or monsters to infiltrate Qingxiao Sect, they learned about the sect's general situation through the martial arts world.

Li Qingqiu took over as sect leader at the age of sixteen, and in just eighteen years, he transformed Qingxiao Sect from a small martial arts sect with seven members into a cultivation sect with tens of thousands of members.

Even the Great Demon Luo and the Ghost Wolf had to admit that Li Qingqiu was very skilled, but that was all. Cultivation required years of accumulation. No matter how talented Li Qingqiu was, how much stronger could he become in eighteen years?
"The Soul-Snatching Black Demon has disappeared without a trace. He may have been wiped out by the Qingxiao Sect. Li Qingqiu's strength should not be underestimated."

The Great Demon Lord continued, and upon hearing this, the Ghost Wolf was immediately dissatisfied. Now that things had come to this, what was the point of praising the enemy like this?

Just then, the hall trembled, and dust and sand slid down.

Ghostly Wolf turned around, his face showing surprise, and said, "This person is truly remarkable. He is only at the ninth level of the Nourishing Yuan Realm, yet his sword intent has reached such a level. Sword Ghost can't possibly be no match for him, can he?"

The Great Demon looked outside the hall and said, "My ghost soldiers are rapidly decreasing. Although those Qingxiao Sect disciples are not strong, they are enough to deal with my ghost soldiers. You must not be careless. Perhaps Li Qingqiu will come to kill us soon."

Upon hearing this, Gui Bei raised his right hand, and a bone knife grew from his palm. He quickly extended it until the hilt emerged from his palm, then grasped the hilt. He walked to the front of the main hall, turned to face the door, and waited quietly.

……

On the street, the clouds landed, and she raised her head, revealing her silver-blue eyes, which shone like jewels in the darkness.

Dozens of ghouls were charging towards her, but she was fearless and was about to cast a spell.

Three figures leaped over her head and charged forward.

Leading the charge was Xiao Wudi. He threw a punch, unleashing a surge of immense energy that swept away the corpses in front of him with the force of a whirlwind, clearing a path through the chaos of flying flesh and blood.

Holding the Qingxiao Sword, Xiao Wuming moved nimbly, each strike swift and decisive, the blade wreathed in poisonous gas, piercing the hearts of the corpse demons with each step.

Seeing the three Xiao brothers arrive to help, Yun Cai pursed her lips and immediately followed them.

Looking around, the Qingxiao Sect disciples were scattered in various places, preventing the corpse demons from attacking Liu Jing's army.

In addition to the endless stream of corpses and demons, there are also ghosts and monsters raging in the night, putting considerable pressure on the disciples of Qingxiao Sect.

The evil spirits that escaped from Ghost King Ridge did not remain dormant; they appeared one after another.

Shen Yue and Jiang Zhaoxia each restrained one evil spirit, Zhao Zhen and Li Yang fought a fierce battle against another evil spirit, and Ji Ya and a dozen or so true disciples besieged two evil spirits.

boom--

A burly, white-haired demon crashed through the eaves and leaped toward Xiao Wuming.

In front of this evil spirit, Xiao Wuming appeared so small; in his eyes, the evil spirit completely filled his field of vision.

call out--

A whooshing sound rang out, and a silver sword shadow pierced through the white-haired demon's chest, causing him to fall backward.

Xiao Wuming immediately jumped back and looked back, only to see that the person who had made the move was Yun Cai.

Yun Cai, with her all-seeing spiritual eyes wide open, unleashed the Soul-Stealing Flying Sword. This attack had taken a heavy toll on her, and her expression was extremely solemn. The white-haired demon landed on the street. He looked down at his chest, then looked up at Yun Cai. His face twisted into a ferocious grin, and he said in a cold voice, "Little brat, do you think I'm some kind of ghost soldier?"

He was secretly alarmed. Yun Cai's attack was too fast and too cunning. He didn't have time to dodge. Most importantly, the sword shadow had actually injured his ghost.

As soon as he finished speaking, the white-haired demon shook his arms, and a vast expanse of ghostly energy spread out, sweeping past the three Xiao brothers and across the clouds.

Yun Cai raised her sword to defend herself. In her all-seeing eyes, these ghostly auras did not simply sweep past, but left behind strange and complex invisible restrictions along the way. At first glance, they looked like thousands of chains blocking the street.

Immediately afterwards, the white-haired demon leaped up and pounced on the clouds.

The three Xiao brothers were horrified to find that they could not move. If they tried to move, they felt as if they were being pricked with needles all over their bodies.

Yun Cai saw through the white-haired demon's methods and found a flaw, but her cultivation was inferior to his. Just as she was about to move in that direction, the white-haired demon had already attacked her.

In that instant, Yun Cai saw the flaw in the white-haired demon's attack, but her body couldn't react.

Poof——

A sword aura slashed horizontally, severing the white-haired demon's head and sending it flying high into the air, blood gushing out. In that instant, the invisible restrictions from all directions vanished, and everything returned to normal.

Yun Cai instinctively turned around, dodging the corpse of the white-haired evil spirit, whose body crashed heavily onto the street.

She turned her head and saw Li Qingqiu, surrounded by sword energy, appear in front of her, holding a sword in one hand and a flag in the other. The Soul Refining Flag emitted a terrifying suction force, drawing in the soul of the white-haired evil ghost.

After doing all this, Li Qingqiu quickly disappeared.

Yun Cai breathed a sigh of relief. In that instant, she realized that her Myriad Laws Eyes were not omnipotent.

……

Inside the main hall of the governor's mansion.

The Great Demon King opened his eyes again and said in a deep voice, "Quickly, kill the swordsmen outside immediately!"

Upon hearing this, the ghost wolf did not doubt it and immediately disappeared from the spot.

Most of the buildings in the governor's mansion had collapsed into ruins. Shen Yue's right arm was covered in blood, and the wooden sword in his hand had several nicks. He looked at the four-armed old man in the distance and gasped for breath.

Fighting this Northern Court Sword God, Shen Yue had no chance to be distracted. He had to go all out with every move, which caused his energy to be depleted very quickly.

Even with all his might, he could not kill the four-armed old man.

The four-armed old man was also panting. Demons don't get tired, but fighting Shen Yue was draining his sword intent and putting a great strain on his mind.

Shen Yue's swordsmanship skills aroused his jealousy.

"It seems I cannot allow you to become a ghost or god, otherwise I will never be able to surpass you."

The four-armed old man stared at Shen Yue and said in a cold voice, as he slowly straightened up.

Shen Yue stood up, and suddenly, as if he sensed something, he subconsciously turned his head and saw a tall figure behind him.

It was truly a ghostly mess!

The ghost wolf brandished its bone knife, intending to sever Shen Yue's head with a single blow.

Oops!

Shen Yue's pupils dilated; he had no time to dodge.

A loud sound!
A long sword blocked the ghostly bone knife for him, causing him to subconsciously look over, and Li Qingqiu's figure squeezed into his field of vision.

Li Qingqiu used his Extreme Movement Technique to leap over and block the fatal blow for Shen Yue.

He twisted his right wrist, which was holding the Rainbow Sword, and a terrifying sword aura erupted, sending the ghostly creature flying.

The ghostly figure landed on a roof beam. He gazed at Li Qingqiu from afar, narrowed his eyes, and asked, "Spiritual Consciousness Realm, and who are you?"

Li Qingqiu didn't answer him, but instead glanced at Shen Yue and asked, "Are you alright?"

Shen Yue straightened up, brushed past him, and continued to face the four-armed old man, replying, "His robes are slightly torn."

Li Qingqiu's lips curled up upon hearing this, and the two of them moved almost simultaneously.

One man charged at the four-armed old man, while another charged at the ghostly wolf.

Seeing Li Qingqiu charging directly at him, Guibei revealed a ferocious smile and let out a wild laugh. He suddenly raised his sword and slashed at Li Qingqiu.

The vast ghostly energy swept towards Li Qingqiu like a monstrous wave, unstoppable. Within the ghostly energy, bone blades emerged, extremely sharp.

Li Qingqiu did not dodge, but instead unleashed one of the three swords of immortality.

The sword flashed brightly in the governor's mansion!
The sword light that Li Qingqiu transformed into pierced through the vast ghostly aura, sending countless bone blade fragments flying. He killed the ghostly creature with a single sword strike.

The ghostly, greedy smile froze instantly.

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