Film and Television: The Great Feng Sword Immortal, starting with Lingyue's updo hairstyle

"Chirp!"

With a sharp whistling sound, the golden eagle swooped down from the sky like lightning, its sharp golden beak swiftly pecking at the man's right arm.

Wherever the sharp beak passed, the arm bones snapped, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the golden eagle even snatched a section of the arm away from its body.

"Ow!"

A heart-wrenching scream shattered the silence. The lean man rolled in agony on the boulder, his blood staining the ground crimson.

"This golden eagle understands the difference between good and evil. You'd better tell the truth, or I'll use my many methods to leave you speechless."

The muscular man was in great pain and immediately knelt down and kowtowed, "Great Hero Golden Eagle, I have nothing to hide, I will tell you everything I have to say."

"Three years ago, a dragon suddenly appeared in the lake in the valley. This monster was seriously injured and hid deep in the water, probably to escape its pursuing enemies."

"As time went by, the sect leader became acquainted with the demon and the two reached an agreement: the sect leader would offer the demon the blood of children as a sacrifice, and the demon would repay the sect leader with elixirs to help him improve his cultivation."

Li Miaozhen frowned and asked:

"Where did you get the elixir?"

The gaunt man, enduring excruciating pain, spoke:

"It's quite a coincidence that there was originally a master's cave in this lake, but the sect leader has never been able to open its door."

The Crimson Dragon Society chose this location to facilitate the sect leader's control over the cave. As his cultivation deepens, he will eventually find a way to break through it.

That prodigy had already reached the fifth-grade Core Formation stage, possessing considerable magical power. He had simply stumbled upon it by chance, and thus, all the pills and treasures inside fell into his hands.

After that, relying on the formation set up in the cave, the monster actually killed both hunters who were chasing him, including what seemed to be a night watchman from the imperial court.

If it were nourished by the blood and flesh of children, that demon would have already broken through to the fourth-grade divine power realm, which I'm afraid the two of you would find difficult to handle.

Although the cultivation paths of demons and martial artists lead to the same goal, they are fundamentally dedicated to strengthening their bodies and increasing their power, sparing no effort to absorb all available resources to enhance their own strength.

However, martial artists cultivate the Transformation Realm at the fifth rank to control themselves, while at the fourth rank they focus on cultivating the Intent Realm. Demons, on the other hand, condense their demon cores at the fifth rank and cultivate supernatural powers at the fourth rank.

Upon hearing that this demon had reached the level of a fourth-grade divine power, Li Miaozhen couldn't help but hesitate. With her current cultivation, it would be difficult for her to deal with such a powerful demon.

Even though her magic was profound, far surpassing that of ordinary rogue cultivators, when facing a fourth-rank demon, all she could do was retreat unscathed.

"You are very knowledgeable, so you must be a confidant of the sect leader and have received many favors from him."

Li Miaozhen gave a cold snort, then slashed down with her sword, ending the life of the thin man. If there were any innocent people in the Crimson Dragon Society who were unaware of the situation, this man would certainly not be among them.

It is obvious that the existence of the Crimson Dragon Society is nothing more than a smokescreen used by its leader to monopolize the cave, a mere means to deceive others.

Brother Su, the four demon clans in the lake are difficult to deal with.

Li Miaozhen frowned, pondering her current predicament repeatedly. No matter how she thought about it, she felt that the future was bleak.

"As I am about to leave Jianzhou, I might as well eliminate this disaster along with everything. Everything is under my control."

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Upon hearing this, Li Miaozhen suddenly realized. She had already exerted all her strength when fighting Xu Gu, but Su Nan had easily neutralized her with just one move.

Su Nan not only possesses profound martial arts skills, but also received personal instruction from the sect leader, making his foundation extremely deep.

During the time she spent with Su Nan, the two frequently discussed the path of cultivation. Li Miaozhen increasingly felt that Su Nan was unfathomable. His extensive knowledge and calm demeanor were extremely inconsistent with his age.

“Brother Su, I will certainly share your burden. I carry with me the sect’s secret teleportation talisman, which will allow us to quickly evacuate in critical moments.”

Li Miaozhen possessed extraordinary courage and wisdom, and had already carefully considered how to withdraw from the situation. She was by no means the kind of reckless and fearless person who acted rashly.

The two sides discussed several details further, and then went straight into the Red Dragon Society's compound. In this compound, the Red Dragon Society only had two fifth-rank experts, one of whom was the society's leader.

The martial arts sects were safer than the Taoist temples, since there were no complicated magical artifacts or formations to interfere. Soon, the two arrived at the sect leader's residence.

Keng!

When Li Miaozhen held her long sword, its tip pointing directly at the sect leader's throat, the sect leader miraculously awoke thanks to his extraordinary martial arts awareness.

He swiftly drew a horse-slaying saber from the bedside and skillfully deflected Li Miaozhen's longsword.

Witnessing the cold glint of the sword, Li Miaozhen whispered:

"This is a ritual implement."

Even though this item is just an ordinary magical artifact, it is not something that a gang like the Crimson Dragon Society can easily bear. Perhaps it is the treasure hidden in the cave in the lake.

The eight-foot-tall leader of the Crimson Dragon Society was burly and imposing. The three-foot-long horse-slaying saber he held was the perfect length in his strong arms.

With his keen senses as a martial artist, he had already detected the arrival of two experts.

"No matter how illustrious your identities are, you must not lay a hand on me. I possess the spiritual energy of the Crimson Dragon within me. If I perish, that energy will surely awaken its vigilance."

At that time, you will likely find it difficult to escape punishment!

His words were brimming with confidence. He keenly sensed Li Miaozhen's Taoist aura and could deduce that these two masters were no ordinary martial arts practitioners, but rather talents who had come specifically to search for the cave dwelling.

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"That Silver Robe of the imperial court perished under the claws of the Crimson Dragon. I sincerely advise you two not to put yourselves in danger..."

The words were still ringing in his ears when the sect leader witnessed a wisp of sword energy piercing through the air. By the time he realized something was wrong, the sword light had already mercilessly severed his head.

Although Su Nan lost all the powerful magic of the Sacred Heart Technique, many of the martial arts he had mastered survived, among which the Great River Sword Intent remained unstoppable.

Under the shadow of darkness, the jade pendant on the sect leader's chest suddenly cracked, emitting a faint yet dazzling light.

Suddenly, a deafening roar echoed through the night outside the courtyard!

As Su Nan and Li Miaozhen entered the Red Dragon Society's courtyard, the once deafening roar suddenly vanished.

Clearly, the dragon in the lake sensed the misfortune that befell the leader of the Crimson Dragon Society, and the roar was its instinctive response.

"507" sensed a powerful enemy that might attack from the shore, so it did not rush out to fight.

The two figures strolled to the lakeside. Under the bright moonlight, the lake water was deep and unfathomable, seemingly filled with a faint magical aura.

"Brother Su, if you truly possess the body of a fourth-grade dragon, are you capable of handling it with ease?"

Although Li Miaozhen had repeatedly slain evil people, she rarely encountered high-level demons, so she was still worried at this moment.

"According to him, the time it took for the dragon to advance to the fourth rank was quite short, so its supernatural powers may not be fully perfected. Therefore, we still have a considerable chance."

Su Nan had previously vanquished demons and monsters in the world and had accumulated many countermeasures, so he was not too worried.

If there is any concern, it is because his understanding of formations is still shallow. However, formations are hidden deep within the caves of masters. Even if Su Nan kills the dragon, he can calmly and gradually comprehend the wonders of formations.

"Miaozhen, do you understand formations?"

Li Miaozhen examined the longsword in her hand, a hint of shyness on her face, and responded softly:

"I am not proficient in swordsmanship, but have only a slight understanding of it."

In fact, in the Great Feng world, the most proficient in formation techniques are the sorcerers, while Taoist cultivators are only skilled in formation techniques that are compatible with Taoist magic.

"You two wait on the shore for a while. If the underwater situation changes, we can evacuate at any time."

The dragon swims on the water with unparalleled speed; however, once it lands, its agility is no match for the golden eagle soaring in the sky.

"Brother Su, please take care."

As soon as Li Miaozhen finished speaking, Su Nan dived into the water without hesitation, looking calm and composed, as if he had no fear of the underwater world.

Su Nan stepped underwater and soon found himself in a state of chaos, with his vision limited to only a few feet. At this moment, the martial artist's extraordinary five senses proved to be of unique value.

The lake surface was as calm as a mirror, carrying a hint of coldness. The bottom of the lake was almost devoid of life. Su Nan continued to dive deeper and deeper until he reached the abyss thousands of feet below, only then did he sense a powerful aura surging at the bottom of the lake.

At the bottom of the lake, in the abyss, a huge, winding dragon was crouching and curled up nervously.

However, as the aura of southern Jiangsu drew ever closer, the dragon's audacity grew day by day.

Although his cultivation level was not as high as Yinluo's, he dared to sneak into the heart of the lake without permission.

Clearly, the humans are driven by greed, and are willing to sacrifice their lives to seize the benefits of this cave.

The cultivation paths of demons and martial artists are the same, so the dragon easily detected the martial aura emanating from Su Nan. Upon learning that the other party's cultivation level was one rank lower than its own, the dragon felt relieved and more at ease.

He suddenly transformed into a dragon-headed human-bodied form, and faced a fifth-rank martial artist without needing to use his full power.

Following the unique aura, Su Nan stepped to the top of the cliff, where he saw a crimson dragon holding a giant sword, smiling as it looked at him.

The red dragon's internal energy surged, revealing its cultivation level at the early stage of the fourth rank, which was undoubtedly a display of its power to everyone.

"A mere fifth-rank military officer dares to offend Grandpa Jiao's majesty. It seems you have already become rebellious and have no intention of surviving."

Su Nan did not respond. Instead, he took out the knife given to him by the leader of the Crimson Dragon Society from the jade pendant he carried with him. This action was exactly what Jiaolong was speculating about his identity as a martial artist.

If Su Nan can make the dragon believe that it is just an ordinary martial artist, he will have a chance to defeat it by relying on the profound foundation of the Taoist sect. Compared with a direct confrontation, this method is much less difficult.

"You have only retained your head and have not transformed into human form. Such a appearance is... quite ugly."

On that enormous red head, red scales shimmered with a dazzling light, while in its large yellow eyes, two vertical pupils rolled with disdain.

She's not good-looking.

Just then, the dragon's sharp vertical pupils involuntarily contracted slightly, as if it had sensed Su Nan's rapidly approaching figure.

How could the human race not know they had no chance of winning?

Chi Jiao's gaze was fixed on the horse-slaying saber that Su Nan was gripping tightly. Suddenly, he swung his own giant sword, clashing it with Su Nan's blade with a resounding clang!

The dragon unleashed its full power, determined to make the martial artist experience the vast difference in strength!

"Keng!"

A soft sound, the energies colliding.

The horse-slaying saber held by Su Nan was easily cleaved in two, which shows that the Crimson Dragon Saber was of a high grade and that the Crimson Dragon himself was also quite powerful.

Jiaolong was surprised. Su Nan's slash seemed weak, but it did not contain the power that a fifth-rank martial artist should have.

What are these people doing?

After all, they were a demon race that had fought against humans for a long time. They did not easily become complacent because they had cut off their opponents' weapons, knowing that humans were usually cunning and treacherous.

Sure enough, at the very moment the two blades clashed, the Crimson Dragon caught a glimpse of the barely perceptible smile on Su Nan's lips.

A burst of magical power!

Su Nan suddenly unleashed astonishing power, his body splitting into three, transforming into three figures, each gripping a longsword, launching a coordinated attack on the Crimson Dragon from different directions!

The shock of the Crimson Dragon was truly extraordinary, because Su Nan's empty hands had ingeniously condensed into a green sword aura, its power resembling that of a swordsman wielding a long blade.

Instead of transforming into Wei San's form, Su Nanfei transformed into three sword shadow clones at an astonishing speed.