Entering the Investiture of the Gods, starting by controlling the three calamities of wind and thund

"That Demon King Wang, what an arrogant tone!"

"A mere outer disciple of the Jie Sect, with cultivation no higher than a Celestial Immortal, dares to interfere in important matters of the mortal realm."

"If you want to be a peacemaker, you should first consider whether you have the status and the ability to do so."

Seeing Wang Mo's anger, Xin Huan frowned. This Wang Mo thought too highly of himself.

"Battles are extremely dangerous, and injuries are common. If you wish to get involved in this important matter, why not settle things here and fight it out first?"

Xin Huan spoke softly, saying that since things had come to this point, there was no way out for either side. Since they couldn't reach an agreement, they might as well fight and see who was the best!

Wang Mo stood up for his fellow disciples, determined to enhance the prestige of the Jie Sect. However, he encountered Xin Huan, as the Chan and Jie sects had been at odds since ancient times.

"Alright, let's do as you say, fellow Daoist!"

"Why don't we have a fight here!"

Wang Mo's ashen face darkened further. Since they were all Daoist cultivators, they might as well settle things with a duel.

"Hey, let's fight!"

"Do you really think we're afraid of you?"

A man dressed as a Buddhist monk spoke loudly; this man was Yang Sen, and he had a fiery temper.

This person wore a lotus seed headband, dressed in black clothes, had a face as dark as the bottom of a pot, a beard like cinnabar, and two yellow eyebrows.

Now he has spoken out again, this time in support of Wang Mo.

The Four Saints of Kowloon Island are united in their actions, and all four are Taoist Celestial Immortals. What need is there for them to fear Xin Huan, a Mysterious Immortal?

"Very well, then let's have a match!"

Gao Youqian wore his hair in two topknots, dressed in a bright red robe, with a face as blue as indigo, hair as red as cinnabar, and fangs on his upper and lower body.

Upon hearing this, he nodded.

Li Xingba wore a gold fish-tail crown, a light yellow robe, and had a face like a red date with a long beard. He didn't say anything.

However, he drew his immortal sword, which gleamed with a cold light, signifying his stance.

"Alas, they didn't understand fate!"

"Enough, enough! Today I will make your decision, and your souls will return to the underworld. Let's not talk about the cause and effect here! Since you are seeking death, then I will grant your wish."

A cold glint flashed in Xin Huan's eyes. These Four Saints of Nine Dragons Island, relying on their mounts and magic weapons, actually dared to join forces to challenge him, a Xuanxian, showing such disrespect.

Such people are already courting death!

Xin Huan wasn't a saint, so since words were useless, she took matters into her own hands and offered to help the four of them pass on to the afterlife.

"What arrogance!"

Wang Mo was furious upon hearing this. He believed that the advantage was in their four-on-one fight, and so they began a war of attrition.

"Today I will show you who is male and who is female."

After saying this, Wang Mo knocked Bi'an down and drew his sword to kill Xin Huan, while Nezha watched anxiously from the side.

"Uncle, do you need my help?"

Nezha boarded his Wind-Fire Wheels early, holding a Fire-Tipped Spear. He looked at the arena and couldn't help but say.

"Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?"

"This is a duel between me and these four. If you were to interfere rashly, it would be unwise."

Xin Huan shook his head to stop Nezha, and immediately revealed the wind and fire wings under his ribs, holding the Heavenly River Divine Treasure Iron to meet him.

But then Xin Huan's mind stirred, and the Beast-Faced Chainmail Armor appeared, and he engaged the Demon King in battle once more.

In an instant, staffs and swords were raised side by side, and a great battle ensued. The war drums sounded, and the staffs and swords clashed, emitting a dazzling light.

The staff is made of precious iron from the Milky Way, and the sword is a secret transmission from the Jie Sect. When the staff and sword are raised together, there is no barrier, and the killing intent in the arena is wild.

"The Spirit Yang Staff in my hand is made of the Heavenly River Divine Treasure Iron. Emperor Yu used it to control the floods, and it has long been a divine object."

"This immortal sword is indeed excellent, but how can it possibly be a match for it?"

The Lingyang Staff in Xin Huan's hand is quite peculiar; it is not only a weapon but also a spiritual treasure imbued with acquired merit.

Once unleashed, imbued with boundless divine power, it struck the Demon King so hard that he coughed up blood and his eyes blazed with fire.

"Bang!"

That day, the River God's precious iron weighed thirteen thousand catties. It was as light as grass in one's hand, but as heavy as Mount Tai when it struck a person. It could be said that touching it would kill one, and even a slight graze would cause injury.

Although Wang Mo was a Taoist immortal, he did not feel any broken bones or injured tendons after being hit several times, nor did he vomit blood.

He fought this battle with extreme frustration.

"This guy's magic weapon is incredibly powerful!"

"If I were to engage him in close combat, I fear I would not be able to prevail. If this continues, I fear I will meet with disaster!"

Wang Mo immediately abandoned his desire to compete with him in martial arts. Xin Huan's strength could overcome all techniques, but that was no different.

"Well, well, it seems this Bi'an is useless!"

"If martial arts don't work, then use magical weapons to win!"

Wang Mo urged his beast Bi'an to block the Lingyang Staff with his immortal sword and then sped towards Yang Sen.

Yang Sen, riding his Suanni, saw Wang Mo return to this side. He immediately opened his leopard skin pouch, took out a Heaven-Opening Pearl, and hurled it at Xin Huan.

"That Yang Sen is truly deserving of death!"

Xin Huan pointed to the top of his head, and a round copper coin with a square hole and wings flew out, meeting the Heavenly Bead.

"Boom!"

With a soft sound, the Heaven-Opening Pearl and the Treasure-Falling Coin both fell into Xin Huan's hands and disappeared.

"Oh no, my magic weapon!"

After Xin Huan used the Treasure-Dropping Coin to drop the Heaven-Opening Pearl, Yang Sen vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

He had completely severed ties with the Heavenly Pearl, and this magical treasure had been forcibly taken over by Xin Huan.

"You scoundrel! How dare you steal my magic weapon!"

Enraged, Yang Sen immediately prepared to draw his sword and attack.

"What's wrong?"

"The sneak attack failed, so they turned around and attacked us instead?"

Xin Huan immediately spoke up. Wang Mo was like a stray dog ​​running around in all directions, but this person had come to his death willingly.

"If you wish to die, it would be as easy as turning your hand!"

Xin Huan put away the Spirit Yang Staff in his hand, and then summoned the Xuanyuan Qiankun Bow, nocking a Heaven-Shaking Arrow.

A sharp sound rang out in the air as Xin Huan shot out an arrow, which was surrounded by red light and auspicious colors swirling around the field.

With a single arrow, Yang Sen was sent flying onto the list, leaving the Suanni pacing back and forth in place.

"Brother Yang!"

Yang Sen was shot to death by Xin Huan with an arrow. Seeing this, Li Xingba hurriedly summoned the Earth-Opening Pearl and attacked Xin Huan's face, intending to avenge Yang Sen!

"Have you run out of tricks?"

Xin Huan used the Falling Treasure Coin again, and with his old trick, he quickly obtained another Earth-Opening Pearl.

But then Xin Huan drew his bow and nocked an arrow, and with another shot, he took Li Xingba's life, sending him to the list of successful candidates.

"Brother Li!"

Gao Youqian, riding a spotted leopard, hurriedly took the Hunyuan Pearl and swung it at Xin Huan's face, completely losing his composure.

In just a few breaths, two of the four saints of Kowloon Island were gone, and two of the three innate treasures were also gone.

"You who do not understand destiny deserve to die!"

Xin Huan used the Falling Treasure Coin to retrieve the Primordial Pearl and the Spirit Yang Staff, and caught up with Gao Youqian and Wang Mo.

Xin Huan wielded the Spirit Yang Staff, imbuing it with immense power, and beat the two until their brains splattered. One of their souls returned to the underworld and became a person destined for the list.

"These four saints' mounts are not bad!"

"Many of my retainers don't have mounts yet, so I'll use this opportunity to win their hearts."

With a wave of his hand, Xin Huan sent four more talismans flying out of his sleeve, which immediately enveloped the four strange beasts.

"May the Great General be victorious!"

Xin Huan's victory in the duel greatly boosted Xiqi's prestige, and for a time, the cheers in the arena were deafening.

"Indeed, there are extraordinary people in Xiqi City!"

Grand Tutor Wen looked at Xin Huan and couldn't help but say something.

"This person's cultivation is profound, having reached the level of a Taoist immortal. His martial arts are superb, and his magical powers and treasures are also formidable!"

"According to rumors from Chaoge, this man is a great sage, so why did he choose to submit to Xiqi?"

"Ugh!"

Grand Tutor Wen sighed deeply, feeling utterly exhausted. He thought the Shang Dynasty was doomed to perish sooner or later!

The battle between the Four Saints of Kowloon Island and Xin Huan was a personal feud, and even Wen Zhong could not interfere in this matter.

If he were to forcefully protect the Four Saints of Kowloon Island, the consequences would be dire, and he dared not break the rules.

(Please vote with monthly tickets! Please vote with recommendation tickets!)