Two Realms High Martial Arts: Gathering the Heavens to Become a Great Luo Immortal

Chapter 181 The Holy Son of the Life and Death Sword Sect?

Arrows rained down like locusts, and death howled!

After the initial panic, the disciples of the Star Palace...

Finally, under the command of Ding Jinglin, Qi Youming, and another senior disciple from the Enlightenment Realm whose name was unknown, they managed to stabilize the situation.

at the same time,

After gaining insight and clearly seeing the number and situation of the demonic sect disciples in the Black Stone Mountain,

Then he truly began to unleash the power of a martial artist at the Enlightenment Realm.

"Hmph! A bunch of cowardly rats hiding their heads and tails, daring to launch sneak attacks! Break them!"

A disdainful screech exploded like thunder.

Qi Youming was the first to strike, wielding his heavy sword. His inner energy erupted like a volcano, forming a terrifying white-gold sword aura. The arrows that were shot at him and the nearby disciples were all shredded and sent flying by this sword.

His figure was like a tiger emerging from the abyss, and his giant sword swept out with terrifying power that could split mountains and shatter rocks!

"boom!"

Wherever the sword energy passed, several huge black rocks that served as cover shattered.

The archers of the Seven Emotions Sect who were hiding behind them didn't even have time to scream before they were torn to pieces by the violent sword energy and rubble, with blood and flesh flying everywhere!

At the same time, Ding Jinglin's sharp cry of "Kill!" rang out.

The longsword in her hand blazed with a brilliant blue light, its blade splitting into points that precisely targeted the source of each arrow. Each flash of the sword light was accompanied by the fall of a demonic archer!

Meanwhile, another inner disciple, whose name was unknown and who was at the Enlightenment Realm, roared and wielded his spear like a poisonous dragon emerging from its cave. The spear shadows swept away the rain of arrows in the area and pierced through several demonic sect disciples who tried to approach.

The three martial artists at the Qi Opening Realm unleashed their full power, instantly sweeping across the entire battlefield.

The threat of the arrow rain was instantly largely neutralized, and the hidden archers of the demonic sect fell in droves like wheat being harvested by a sickle, their screams echoing one after another.

The battlefield situation reversed in an instant!

Li Xijun stood beside Mu Hongling, calmly watching this devastating scene unfold, understanding the situation perfectly:

"After entering the Enlightenment Realm, martial artists can release their true energy, which protects their bodies, and greatly increases the power of all kinds of martial arts."

"Even archer formations, unless their numbers are extremely large, are nothing more than leeks to be harvested in front of a Qi Opening Realm martial artist."

"In the end, this martial arts world depends on the individual's level of martial arts skill."

only,

The Seven Emotions Sect dared to cause trouble here, so naturally they wouldn't rely solely on ordinary disciples of the demonic sect and powerful bows and crossbows.

Almost as the three Qi Opening Realm warriors from the Star Palace were wreaking havoc, three ghostly figures emerged from the shadows of the valley with perfect coordination and attacked the three simultaneously.

The man on the left was burly with a fierce face and his hands were covered with hideous claws that gleamed with a dark metallic luster. He was none other than Li Wujiu, an inner disciple of the Seven Emotions Sect, known for his fierce and ruthless palm strikes. His claws tore through the air, bringing a foul stench as he rushed towards Qi Youming.

The woman in the middle, with a seductive figure and a charming face that carried a chilling, venomous quality, had fingernails as red as blood and was surrounded by a faint pink mist. She was Hua Nongying, the "Poisonous Spider Woman." She flicked her fingers, sending out silent, deadly venomous finger gusts toward Ding Jinglin.

The man on the right was thin, but his eyes held an almost morbid obsession and fanaticism. In his hand, a slender soft sword flicked like a venomous snake. He was none other than Liu Suifeng, the "Infatuated Demon Sword." His sword light clung to the slightly weaker senior brother in the Enlightenment Realm like a maggot clinging to a bone.

Ding Jinglin's expression changed slightly; with the most experience in the underworld, she was the first to speak up and warn:

"Watch out! They are renowned inner disciples of the Seven Emotions Sect!"

Qi Youming let out a wild laugh, and his giant sword, carrying immense force, met Li Wujiu's wolf claws head-on:

"Perfect timing! I'll use you as a sacrifice for my sword!"

The two instantly engaged in a fierce battle, their claw shadows as numerous as mountains, their sword energy crisscrossing, and their powerful strikes causing sand and stones to fly around them.

Ding Jinglin's azure sword light flowed, blocking all of Hua Nongying's poisonous finger winds. The starlight sword energy collided with the pink poisonous mist, producing a hissing sound.

The other person, however, seemed to be struggling. Liu Suifeng's soft sword was cunning and unpredictable, always hitting vital points, forcing him to defend with all his might, making it difficult for him to unleash the power of his spear.

The battle between these six martial artists at the Enlightenment Realm attracted the attention of countless people.

Even the battle between the Qi Accumulation Realm disciples on both sides slowed down, with more attention being paid to their respective senior brothers.

After all, everyone knows that if one side wins at the Enlightenment Realm, then no matter how many people they kill, it won't matter.

At that time, you'll still be easily defeated by the opponent's enlightened martial artist. It's better to observe the opportunity and prepare to escape.

Li Xijun was one of the few among these battle groups who was keenly observing.

However, compared to the others, he, who cultivated the "Emperor's Qi Observation Technique," saw through the abnormality of the opposing demonic sect faster than anyone else.

really,

Just as the two sides were locked in fierce battle and seemed evenly matched, another unexpected event occurred!

"Ten thousand threads of love, a blood sacrifice for all living beings!" Li Wujiu and Hua Nongying suddenly let out a sharp cry at the same time.

The two figures intertwined strangely, their palms and fingers touching instantly!

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft..."

A chilling sound rang out.

The dozens of remaining Seven Emotions Sect disciples in the valley, whether they were shooting arrows or preparing to charge, all exploded at the same time without warning, turning into thick clouds of blood mist!

The blood mist did not dissipate; instead, as if drawn by an invisible force, it surged wildly towards Li Wujiu and Hua Nongying.

The blood mist merged into their inner energy and poisonous mist, instantly transforming into a vast expanse of crimson blood smoke that blotted out the sun, exuding a rich, bloody stench and a strange, sweet fragrance. It then spread rapidly, enveloping all the disciples of the Star Palace.

"Oh no! It's the Seven Emotions Sect's true martial art, 'Blood Sacrifice Bewitching Smoke'! Hold your breath!"

Ding Jinglin screamed in horror and quickly held her breath as the azure sword light surged to protect her.

However, this blood smoke contained the essence of those demonic sect disciples, and was mixed with Li Wujiu's fierce and murderous aura and Hua Nongying's lingering and potent poison, making its power far beyond imagination.

"Ugh!"

"My head...I'm so dizzy..."

"Splash! Splash!"

The weaker disciples in the Qi Accumulation Realm felt dizzy and disoriented, their internal energy disordered, and hallucinations abounded, all from just inhaling a wisp of blood smoke or having it touch their skin. They collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Upon seeing this, Mu Hongling's expression changed, and she felt as if all her strength had been drained away.

Just as she was about to unleash her inner energy and quickly pull Li Xijun away...

"Pop!"

Unbeknownst to her, Li Xijun quietly extended his fingertip and touched her inside her body.

The invading blood mist was instantly shattered by Li Xijun's true energy, turning into dead blood energy that was easily obliterated by the true energy within her body.

This left Mu Hongling, who was about to leave, even more shocked.

The Seven Emotions Sect's true martial art, "Blood Sacrifice Bewitching Smoke," is a notoriously ruthless martial art in the martial arts world. How could it be so easily broken?

"Junior brother, what kind of martial art is this?"

"It's just a little trick, Senior Sister. Do you want the 'Heavenly Wisdom and Earthly Hearing Pill' to break through and unlock your potential?"

Li Xijun spoke casually, turning his gaze to the battlefield.

At the same moment,

The weakest of the three from the Star Palace, another awakened martial artist, was caught in the blood smoke while defending against Liu Suifeng, causing his movements to slow down instantly and his eyes to glaze over.

"die!"

Liu Suifeng, who had been lurking like a venomous snake, suddenly flashed a sharp glint in his eyes. His soft sword moved like a snake emerging from its hole, and at the moment when the opponent's defenses broke, it pierced his throat with incredible precision at an unbelievable angle.

"Ha..." The awakened martial artist from the Star Palace stared wide-eyed, clutching his bleeding throat, and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

"Junior brother!" Ding Jinglin immediately realized the danger upon seeing this scene.

She felt dizzy and her internal organs were stinging. Her internal energy was churning like boiling water, and her meridians were tearing with pain. In an instant, she made a decision.

"Walk!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the senior sister, who was traveling alone in the martial world, bit her tongue sharply, forcibly gathered her last bit of true energy, protected herself with sword light, and turned around without hesitation, shooting towards the outside of the valley.

Qi Youming also felt the terrifying corrosive power of the blood smoke. He wildly wielded his greatsword, forcing back Li Wujiu, who was also greatly exhausted. He was about to follow Ding Jinglin's example and escape when...

However, just as his gaze swept across the battlefield, searching for the best way out, his pupils suddenly contracted!

He saw Li Xijun and Mu Hongling!

Amidst the billowing crimson smoke, the other disciples had all fallen.

Only Li Xijun and Mu Hongling stood there unharmed!

Li Xijun's expression was calm, with a faint golden light seemingly appearing deep within her eyes.

The eerie blood smoke spread to within a foot of him, but was quietly pierced and dispersed by an invisible force, unable to penetrate even a little.

Mu Hongling, who was beside him, was also growing despite her pale complexion.

"How is that possible!"

Qi Youming was shocked, but instantly guessed a possibility.

"Li Qinghan must have given him some kind of protective treasure!"

"It seems that Li Qinghan really loves her younger brother."

Upon thinking of this, a thought instantly occupied his mind.

"Junior Brother Li!"

Qi Youming suddenly charged towards Li Xijun and the other person, letting out a long howl that was exceptionally clear in the chaotic valley.

"You are the younger brother of Senior Sister Li, the White Tiger Saintess!"

"Your status is too high; you cannot stay here! Go now! I will cover your retreat! Go quickly!"

His shout instantly drew the attention of Li Wujiu, Hua Nongying, and Liu Suifeng to Li Xijun.

"The White Tiger Saintess's younger brother?" A greedy light flashed in Li Wujiu's eyes.

"Grab him, the saintess's brother, I haven't tasted him yet!" Hua Nongying licked her lips.

"We can't let him get away!" Liu Suifeng also sped up instantly.

The three men, filled with intense killing intent and greed, rushed towards Qi Youming from behind like three ghostly figures.

But this time, their aura and gazes were fixed on Li Xijun, who was less than half a zhang in front of Qi Youming.

Qi Youming smiled triumphantly, then slipped past Li Xijun, making an easy escape from the place.

However, just as he passed by Li Xijun!

"Senior Brother Qi, wanting to improve is a good thing."

A calm, utterly calm voice, like a chilling wind from the depths of hell, rang in his ears.

"However, if you do something like this in your next life, remember to keep your eyes open first."

Qi Youming felt a chill run down his spine as an unprecedented sense of deadly crisis gripped his heart.

Before he could even turn his head, he instinctively unleashed his protective inner energy to its maximum, intending to draw his sword and turn around to defend himself.

But it's too slow!

A cold sword light, seemingly ignoring the distance in space, pierced through his blind spot with unparalleled precision, like a gazelle leaping from its horns.

What terrified him even more was that Li Xijun had used some unknown method to deliver this sword strike.

In an instant, it broke through the flow of his protective true energy, easily piercing through his true energy defense.

"Pfft!"

The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh was faint yet jarring.

Qi Youming's forward-charging figure suddenly froze.

He looked down in disbelief at the cold tip of a sword protruding from his heart, crimson blood instantly staining his clothes.

"How is that possible..."

He turned his head with difficulty and saw only Li Xijun's calm, almost indifferent eyes.

Those eyes still held only an utterly calm fluctuation, and the gaze directed at him was just as indifferent as when he looked at a dead man in the Palace of Stars.

Qi Youming collapsed to the ground without any strength, and could only watch helplessly as Li Xijun calmly drew her sword and casually flicked the blood droplets off the blade.

At the same time, he saw it.

A terrifying sword intent of death, slaughter, and pure terror began to slowly awaken from Li Xijun's body.

That aura seemed to have witnessed a carnage, a bloodbath and a mountain of corpses.

It roared silently, like a white tiger descending upon the world with murderous intent.

"Compared to Li Qinghan and Senior Brother Jin, he should become the White Tiger Venerable."

Before Qi Youming died, this thought suddenly popped into his mind:

"If this person were to assume the White Tiger Saintly position, how dare we ants harbor any ambitions? How hateful!"

As darkness fell, he was completely engulfed in death.

Li Xijun, who hadn't glanced at him once throughout, slowly raised the long sword in his hand.

The tip of his sword was pointed at Li Wujiu, Hua Nongying, and Liu Suifeng, who were chasing after him. His cold gaze swept over them as if he were looking at three walking corpses.

Upon seeing this, Li Wujiu couldn't help but tremble.

Hua Nongying, who had just been licking her red lips, wanting to taste Li Qinghan's younger brother, now looked extremely embarrassed.

As the two most renowned geniuses of the Demonic Sect, they were aware of the outcome of the battle.

Qi Youming, who had just opened his eyes and ranked ninth on the Star Palace list, was definitely a formidable opponent, but he was killed by the young man in front of him with just one sword!

"Don't worry, you'll be downstairs to keep him company in a bit!"

As soon as he finished speaking,

Liu Suifeng, who cultivated a sword technique focused on slaughter, suddenly felt a chill run through his body.

He was horrified to find that the sword in his hand was trembling uncontrollably.

"run----!"

Liu Suifeng let out the most desolate roar of his life.

He was extremely excited and his fighting spirit was soaring after killing someone, but now he had no courage left and only wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.

But the next moment, as he turned to run away, he revealed the most dangerous flaw a martial artist should never have.

He exposed his back to Li Xijun without any precautions.

"Sizzle!"

Within the blood-red smoke, another flash of sword light appeared.

Liu Suifeng stopped in his tracks, and his head rolled off the ground.

Li Wujiu and Hua Nongying were terrified when they saw this scene.

"Qi Youming deserves to die!"

"This isn't the younger brother of the Holy Maiden of the Star Palace; he should be the Holy Son of the Life and Death Sword Sect!"

(End of this chapter)