Qin Ruyan shouted coldly, displaying her movement technique and darting away, so fast that it was unimaginable, and her tracks were impossible to catch.
The movement technique from her inherited memories, the Sky Sky Survey Step!
Swish~
A dazzling palm blade sliced through the void, carrying the vast aura of severing all ages.
"What?!"
The Flower Plucking Immortal's pupils contracted, and he instinctively dodged to the side.
Pfft, blood spurted from his shoulder, burning the ground into potholes as it landed.
"Ugh, ah," the Flower Plucking Immortal groaned in pain, clutching his injured shoulder, his face filled with shock and suspicion.
Why was this woman so fast?
It didn't make sense!
Qin Ruyan reached out to support the Yao Guang Holy Master, earnestly saying, "Holy Master, are you alright?"
The Yao Guang Holy Master came back to her senses from the shock, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar woman before her, "Ruyan, how can you…"
What a joke!
She repelled a Celestial King with one move!
The female cultivators were stunned, feeling like they were seeing the Holy Maiden in a new light for the first time!
"Holy Maiden, she's so amazing~"
Their faces were filled with admiration, and a sense of hope rose from the depths of their hearts.
"If there's nothing else, leave this place to me for now." Qin Ruyan's voice was very calm, but it contained an undeniable power.
"Okay, okay!"
The Yao Guang Holy Master nodded like a chick pecking at rice, suddenly feeling that the other party should be the Yao Guang Holy Land's Holy Master…
The Flower Plucking Immortal felt his face was completely lost, and he angrily said, "You stinky woman, I was just careless! Don't think you can defeat me!"
After speaking, his right hand formed a hand seal, and a strange wave emanated from his body, followed by countless flower petals sweeping out, the petals were colorful, and a vast sea of flowers surged forth.
Rumble…
Looking from afar, the sky above the Yao Guang Holy Land was occupied by the vast sea of flowers, and a terrifying sense of oppression descended upon the hearts of the female cultivators.
This move of the Flower Plucking Immortal could completely engulf this place, obliterating all life here!
Faced with the vast sea of flowers, Qin Ruyan was as insignificant as an ant, and she was quickly submerged by the sky full of petals, making it impossible to see the reality within.
"Holy Maiden!"
Exclamations rose one after another.
"Daring to provoke a Celestial King with your mere Celestial Lord cultivation, this is your end!"
The Flower Plucking Immortal wore a cruel smile on his lips.
This killing move was his specialty, let alone a Celestial Lord, even an ordinary Celestial King trapped within would be strangled to death by the vortex formed by the flower petals.
"It's a pity, such a top-quality woman, to die without a whole corpse, if the corpse was still around, maybe I could take advantage of it while it's still warm!"
Thinking of Qin Ruyan's beautiful face, the Flower Plucking Immortal felt a little regretful in his heart, clicking his tongue.
As soon as he finished speaking.
A brilliant immortal light burst out from the flower petal vortex, shooting towards the Flower Plucking Immortal with unmatched power.
Looking closely, the immortal light was enveloping Qin Ruyan!
At this moment.
Qin Ruyan was shrouded in the light of the sun and moon alternating, exuding an ancient and immortal aura.
Having endured such terrible damage, she was actually unscathed!
"How is that possible?!"
The Flower Plucking Immortal's face was bloodless, and he exclaimed.
"The Sun and Moon Protection Spell, as expected, is powerful." Qin Ruyan felt the changes on her body, secretly saying.
This was a great divine power she obtained from her memory, which could resist endless damage, everything perishes while I do not!
Sizzle~
Arriving in front of the Flower Plucking Immortal, Qin Ruyan directly pushed out a palm, seemingly light and without any fireworks, but in reality, it contained terrifying explosive power, making people tremble with fear.
"I'll block it!"
Feeling the crisis, the Flower Plucking Immortal didn't dare to be careless, his hands forming a hand seal, his body instantly wrapped in a seven-colored lotus flower, the petals flashing with brilliant immortal light, crystal clear.
Bang!
A muffled explosion sounded.
The fair and jade-like palm struck the seven-colored lotus flower fiercely.
The seven-colored lotus flower was as stable as Mount Tai, and the Flower Plucking Immortal hiding inside the lotus secretly breathed a sigh of relief, just about to say something sarcastic, he suddenly noticed something was wrong.
Crack, crack, crack…
Spiderweb-like cracks appeared all over the seven-colored lotus flower, and then it exploded into bits of starlight.
The Flower Plucking Immortal had a stunned expression, and then he saw another palm strike.
Whoosh~
This time it was Qin Ruyan's turn to be surprised, because in her eyes, the Flower Plucking Immortal transformed into countless flower petals, not only cleverly avoiding the palm force but also quickly opening the distance.
Far away, a hundred feet away, strands of flower petals re-condensed into the Flower Plucking Immortal, only to see him covered in sweat, his face pale, looking like he had consumed a lot.
"Damn it, this era actually gave birth to such a monster?"
"The most unlucky thing is that I ran into her!"
"What a sin!"
The Flower Plucking Immortal wiped away his cold sweat, feeling lingering fear, and began to waver between running away and fighting.
If Qin Ruyan was a Celestial King, he would immediately turn around and run away without looking back, but she was only a Celestial Lord, which made him feel that his act of fleeing was very shameful.
"Don't even think about escaping!"
Qin Ruyan's cold voice came from behind, and it was getting closer and closer, as if it was ringing in his ears.
"You bastard, you're getting on my nerves, aren't you?!"
"I'm a good man who doesn't fight with women, I wanted to stop here, but since you're relentless, then let's just have a life-or-death battle!"
The Flower Plucking Immortal was completely enraged, frantically burning the immortal power in his body, displaying his strongest personal technique.
In an instant.
The void was layered upon layer, filled with a vast sea of flowers, colorful and vying for beauty, but the strange thing was that each flower's bud contained faces of people, both men and women, young and old, all roaring with ferocious expressions, demonic sounds filled the ears, the scene was extremely terrifying.
"Flowery World!!"
The Flower Plucking Immortal spread his arms, shouting hysterically.
Rumble~
The Yao Guang Holy Land trembled violently, and the female cultivators were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, watching in fear, the small world of the man-eating flower sea in the sky was slowly descending.
The commotion caused by the Flower Plucking Immortal was too great, so much so that the cultivators of the entire Tan Tai state were panicking.
In this situation, Qin Ruyan's flowing hair fluttered in disorder, her face was calm as usual, after forming a hand seal with one hand, she raised her hand and grabbed towards the sky.
"Sky Covering Hand!"
Suddenly, that Flowery World burst out with a loud bang, it turned out that it was shattered by an invisible big hand.
"Pfft!"
The Flower Plucking Immortal, who was backlashed, spat out blood, his eyes filled with disbelief, muttering, "It can't be real…"
Could this be the Sky Covering Hand that was lost in the ancient times?
You must know that the Sky Covering Hand was one of that person's signature skills when he was young!
How did this woman get it?
"You, who exactly are you?!" the Flower Plucking Immortal said in horror.
"The one who will kill you!"
Qin Ruyan said expressionlessly, the words she spoke were cold and biting.
With a flash step, she came in front of the Flower Plucking Immortal, palm prints layered upon layer falling on his body, and a terrifying destructive force suddenly erupted.
"Ah!!!"
The Flower Plucking Immortal let out a miserable scream, filled with deep despair and regret.
He never dreamed that he, who had survived for so long since the ancient times, would actually die at the hands of a junior in later generations.
Afterward.
The Flower Plucking Immortal vanished into thin air, his body and soul were destroyed!
The battle ended, Qin Ruyan's figure slowly landed, her clothes fluttering, like a beautiful fairy in a painting.
Who could imagine that she had just personally killed a Celestial King!
"That's great, we're saved!" The surrounding female cultivators cried with joy, hugging each other.
The Yao Guang Holy Master had a complex expression, watching the graceful figure with a cold temperament.
Seeing that the divine powers displayed by Qin Ruyan were not the Yao Guang Holy Land's unique skills, this made her quite worried, and even suspected that the other party was possessed by some old monster.
"You… are you still Ruyan herself?" The Yao Guang Holy Master hesitated for a long time, asking nervously.
Now that things have come to this, it would be better to be frank with each other, if the other party wanted to do something to the Yao Guang Holy Land, then she would be powerless.
Qin Ruyan was stunned, lowered her head and thought for a moment, then looked towards the Yao Guang Holy Master, her gaze was a little gentler, "Don't worry, I haven't changed."
Getting a definite answer, the Yao Guang Holy Master's mood settled down, covering her rather spectacular chest, relieved, "You really scared me earlier."
As long as it's clear that the other party isn't possessed, as for why her strength has become so strong, the Yao Guang Holy Master knows that this is a personal secret, there's no need to ask further.
After all, the world outside is in chaos now, the Yao Guang Holy Land has a person who can kill Celestial Kings, it's definitely a great thing!
"Holy Master, next, I will continue to cultivate, I will leave the following matters to you." After Qin Ruyan finished explaining, she decisively flashed back to her cave.
The previous battle consumed a lot of her energy, what she needs to do is to recover her strength, and to summarize more techniques from it, striving for perfection, and striving to become stronger in the future.
Looking at the direction where she disappeared, the Yao Guang Holy Master smiled bitterly, "Actually, I also wanted to say, why don't you just give the Holy Master position to you, it wouldn't be bad for me to be the Holy Maiden instead…" The outcome of the battle at the Yao Guang Holy Land quickly spread outward.
When news broke that the Holy Maiden Qin Ruyan had slain an Ancient Immortal King, it immediately caused a huge uproar!
After all, the entire Central Domain was being turned upside down by the resurrected Ancient Immortal Kings, creating a chaotic and oppressive atmosphere.
Many local cultivators were angry but dared not speak out, avoiding confrontation whenever possible due to the threat of death.
Unexpectedly, in this generally pessimistic atmosphere, the Holy Maiden Qin Ruyan of the Yao Guang Holy Land actually took action and killed a powerhouse at the Immortal King level.
It was simply shocking!
At the same time, it greatly boosted morale.
Did you see that? The cultivators of our era are not to be bullied at will by you old monsters!
"Immortal Fairy Qin is truly amazing! She is indeed my goddess!"
"Hopefully, after this incident, those guys will restrain themselves a bit! Stop causing destruction everywhere!"
"That's right, did they really think that no one could deal with them?"
The cultivators were all discussing it enthusiastically, taking great pride in it.
Due to the Yao Guang Holy Land's deliberate promotion of this news, it quickly spread through the sound transmission arrays to every Dao Province in the Central Domain.
Everyone knew about Qin Ruyan's glorious achievement!
"Is this actually true?"
When they learned that the Flower Plucking Immortal had been killed, many Ancient powerhouses revealed expressions of astonishment on their faces.
Although they detested the Flower Plucking Immortal's character, they still acknowledged his strength.
After all, even if you couldn't win, you could still run away, right?
Yet, the Flower Plucking Immortal had died at the hands of a junior from a later generation.
They were all very surprised by this outcome.
What did this signify?
The opponent's strength was far more powerful than they had imagined!
"Yao Guang Holy Maiden, Qin Ruyan…"
Some Immortal King-level beings who coveted the Yao Guang Holy Land were filled with intense apprehension, instantly dispelling the thought of going there to cause trouble.
Clearly.
Qin Ruyan became famous in one battle, gaining notoriety within the circle of resurrected beings, and also shielding the Yao Guang Holy Land from the intrusion of many Ancient powerhouses during this period!
Coincidentally.
Because of the Yao Guang Holy Land's actions, many Ancient powerhouses were deterred, but there were some individuals with malicious intentions who wanted to extend their demonic claws to other Holy Lands, further suppressing the arrogance of contemporary cultivators.
Yin Yang Holy Land.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, as oppressive and suffocating as if the heavens were collapsing.
The elders and disciples knelt on the ground, their hearts filled with grief and indignation, as well as fear and unease.
The Yin Yang Holy Master was disheveled, covered in wounds, his hands bound and suspended on a high execution platform.
Everything below his waist was gone, a bloody mess, as if he had been cut in half at the waist, a truly tragic sight.
In front of the execution platform, a tall, thin man with sparse stubble and wearing simple cloth clothes, with prominent features and a hideous scar on his cheek, sat cross-legged on the ground, picking up a wine jar with its seal broken, and tilting his head back to drink the mellow and rich Immortal wine.
What was eye-catching was that he had seven ghost sabers of various shapes hanging behind him.
Although none of the ghost sabers were unsheathed, if you listened carefully, you could vaguely hear the sounds of ghosts crying and howling.
"Your wine here is not bad."
The tall, thin man finished a jar with gulps, wiped his mouth, and praised it with rare sincerity.
"Senior, if you want to drink wine, we have plenty here, and we will treat you well, but why did you have to harm our Holy Master? Isn't that a bit unreasonable?"
A highly respected core elder, unable to endure the other party's unreasonable behavior, braced himself and said.
Not long ago, this Ancient powerhouse had suddenly barged into the Yin Yang Holy Land to ask for wine.
The Yin Yang Holy Master had braced himself and come out to receive him, but was cut in half at the waist with a single saber strike.
This had shocked and angered everyone, who felt that the other party was deliberately looking for trouble.
"Hehe, do I need to explain the reason to you? I just do what I want, as I please."
The tall, thin man sneered, and said meaningfully: "Besides, this is just the beginning."
Swish!
A ghost saber on his back suddenly unsheathed, instantly killing the core elder, and then sheathing the saber as quickly as lightning.
The body, cut in two, fell into a pool of blood.
Everyone's eyes were bloodshot, this was a completely insane madman!
"Elder Wang's soul seems to have been drawn away…"
An observant elder noticed the clues on the ghost saber.
"That's right, my ghost sabers can enhance their power by absorbing souls, and you are all very good nourishment.
After all, as the top sect in the Central Domain, each of your souls is stronger than many cultivators outside."
"You should know that being able to die under my ghost sabers, and follow me to reach the pinnacle of the Great Dao, is the supreme glory for you ants."
The tall, thin man smiled sinisterly, revealing the fundamental purpose of this trip.
"No…"
Hearing this, the cultivators of the Yin Yang Holy Land were completely despairing.
This person's strength was too strong, they couldn't match him even if they joined forces!
They could only be slaughtered!
Swish ~
Another strange saber light flew out, slaughtering a large number of disciples as if reaping rice.
Nourished by the souls, the ghost saber emitted a buzzing tremor, seemingly expressing its excitement.
More and more people died, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.
The cultivators were all suppressed by the saber's might, unable to move at all.
Listening to the screams coming one after another in their ears, they were all frightened and pale, with a deep sense of powerlessness in their hearts.
"Please, let them go…"
The Yin Yang Holy Master, seriously injured and dying, said weakly.
The Yin Yang Holy Land had suffered such a disaster, and he, as the Holy Master, was powerless to do anything.
A sense of self-blame intertwined in his heart, causing him unbearable pain.
"Hehe, do you want to guess why I didn't kill you in the first place?"
The tall, thin man opened another jar of wine, lifted the jar and poured a mouthful of wine into his mouth, feeling the rich aroma of the wine between his lips and teeth, licked his lips, and said with a sinister smile:
"That's because I want to keep you and let you see with your own eyes how the people here die.
Don't worry, you will be the last one!"
He just wanted to hold onto the mentality of playing with them, letting the cultivators here die in despair and fear.
This was a perverted mentality, treating human lives as worthless, or rather, it could be said that it was the trampling of low-level lives by high-level lives.
"Beast…"
The Yin Yang Holy Master's breath was weak, and a look of resentment appeared on his pale face.
He hated it so much, hated that he was too weak!
He had failed to protect the Yin Yang Holy Land!
"Don't ah, I don't want to die!"
"Holy Master, save me!"
"Ah!"
Screams and cries filled the entire Yin Yang Holy Land.
The Yin Yang Holy Master's heart was ashen, his face was pale, and he helplessly awaited his tragic fate.
"Haha, interesting, so interesting!"
The tall, thin man laughed wildly, enjoying the wonderful feeling of dominating everything.
Among the crowd.
A young man with half-black and half-white hair had bloodshot eyes, with a few drops of blood tears faintly flowing out.
His whole body was shaking uncontrollably, not because he was too scared, but because of unprecedented anger.
Seeing the surrounding disciples and elders die one after another under the ghost saber, Ji Baxiao realized that it would soon be his turn.
Feeling the crisis of death becoming more and more intense, Ji Baxiao could no longer restrain the hatred in his heart, and roared with a flushed face:
"F*** your mother!!"
"You wait, my big brother will help me get revenge! You mad dog that bites people indiscriminately! One day you will be slaughtered!"
In an instant.
The entire place was silent.
Even the wind in the air stopped flowing.
The tall, thin man slowly put down the wine jar, his face gloomy, and said: "You, what did you say?"
He didn't expect that in this situation, there would actually be an arrogant kid who suddenly opened his mouth to curse.
What audacity!
Ji Baxiao was not afraid at all, straightened his chest, and sneered: "You mad dog, my big brother will avenge me, he is already on his way, you just continue to be arrogant, this is your last chance!"
"Holy Son…"
Everyone felt surprised and uncertain.
Was it really true? Or was it just trash talk before death?
According to their understanding of their own Holy Son, it seemed that the latter possibility was greater.
After all, Ji Baxiao usually liked to brag, and his reputation in this regard had long been ruined.
"Sigh…"
The Yin Yang Holy Master's mouth twitched into a bitter smile, and he had long since given up any hope.
Seeing that the other party was fearless, the tall, thin man suddenly felt a little weak in his heart.
These days, the resurrected ones like him had all come out, maybe this kid had really embraced a big thigh.
No, I have to ask!
Better safe than sorry!
"Cough cough,"
The tall, thin man coughed a few times, and asked in a deep voice: "That, who is your big brother?"
"Hmph, my big brother is the Blade Demon Li Wujie! Have you heard of this name?! It won't scare you to death!"
Ji Baxiao snorted coldly, and said proudly.
The tall, thin man frowned, quickly searching for past powerhouses in his mind, and finally he shook his head,
"Never heard of him."
Ji Baxiao: "…"
You, you're making me very embarrassed!
Confirming that there was no threat, the tall, thin man laughed in anger, he was almost bluffed by this kid just now.
Swish, a strange saber light flew out, vaguely with the roar of a fierce ghost, especially eerie.
Ji Baxiao's hair stood on end, and he exclaimed: "Big brother, save me!!!!"
"Ant, die!"
The tall, thin man said in a cold voice.
However, at this time, the strange saber light had not yet approached Ji Baxiao, when it was forcibly deflected by a suddenly appearing man in a bamboo hat, drawing his saber.
Clean and neat, with ease!
Due to the sudden incident, everyone didn't have time to react, and were all dumbfounded, with their mouths wide open.
"Who are you?!"
The tall, thin man dropped the wine jar in his hand, and suddenly stood up, his snake-like eyes staring fixedly at the man in the bamboo hat in the distance.
At the moment when the other party drew his saber just now, he actually felt a not small threat!
"Second brother, you have been frightened."
The man in the bamboo hat, dressed in black, stood with his saber, and said in a deep tone,
Those eyes were extremely sharp, as if they could see through the falsehood of the world!
The one who came was Li Wujie!
During this time, he had been studying saber techniques, and finally made a breakthrough, and by the way, even his cultivation had increased a little.
Although he had not broken through to Immortal Lord, he was only one step away.
Originally, he wanted to continue to attack the realm next, but he received a distress message from his little brother.
He, who had always been loyal and righteous, could not sit idly by, so after receiving the message, he rushed over as quickly as possible.
Li Wujie knew that he might have to face an Immortal King-level powerhouse, but he was not afraid at all, but had a kind of expectation and excitement.
His broadsword was already hungry and thirsty!
When he saw Li Wujie appear, Ji Baxiao on the side was first stunned, and then incomparably excited, tears streaming down his face, snot and tears mixed together, crying with all his strength:
"Big brother ah, I can be considered to have waited for you to come ~!!!!" Hearing this.
The lean, tall man narrowed his eyes and said playfully, "So, you're this kid's big brother?"
He could sense that Li Wujie's cultivation was only at the ninth level of the Mysterious Immortal realm. Such a person was nothing more than a slightly larger ant!
Li Wujie raised the ink knife in his hand, pointed it directly at the lean, tall man, and said with a wild tone, "Dare to touch my little brother? You're courting death!"
Seeing the imposing entrance of the bamboo hat man, hope sprouted in the hearts of the cultivators.
Perhaps this man could truly turn the tide.
"Has Senior Ye not come yet…?" The Yin-Yang Holy Master muttered weakly, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.
The main reason he was happy that Ji Baxiao recognized Li Wujie as his big brother was because Li Wujie was Senior Ye's disciple, which would allow the Yin-Yang Holy Land to indirectly establish a relationship with Senior Ye.
After all, who in the Central Region didn't know that Senior Ye was a peerless Immortal King with unparalleled combat power?
Although he was very grateful to Li Wujie for drawing his sword to help, the Yin-Yang Holy Master still felt uncertain.
Even if you are a powerful knife cultivator at the Mysterious Immortal level, how can you fight against an Immortal King from the ancient times?
Moreover, he also uses knives, and he has seven of them!
You only have one knife, how can you win?
Precarious!
Too precarious!
Seemingly hearing the Yin-Yang Holy Master's voice, Li Wujie patted his chest and said earnestly:
"Don't worry, dealing with this kind of trash doesn't require my master to take action. As his disciple, I must share his burdens!"
"Besides, if my little brother is wronged, it's the big brother's duty to stand up for him!"
"As brothers, righteousness comes first!"
His forceful words carried an impassioned emotion.
Ji Baxiao was so moved that he was sobbing, choking, "Good brother, I will always be your little brother!"
Clap clap clap ~
Clear applause sounded.
The lean, tall man clicked his tongue and said, "It's been a long time since I've seen such a touching scene. As a reward, I will personally chop off your big brother's head and kick it as a ball!"
"Heh heh, you silly idiot, save those words for yourself," Li Wujie sneered.
As soon as these words came out.
The lean, tall man was furious.
Are the juniors of this era so arrogant? Daring to be so presumptuous towards an Immortal King from the ancient times!
"Kill!"
Swish ~
A ghost knife leaped out from behind him, firmly grasped in his hand.
The surging Yin energy erupted from the blade, transforming into the faces of various vengeful spirits, extremely ferocious and eager to devour people.
A gloomy wind arose, chilling to the bone.
The lean, tall man moved with eerie agility, wielding the ghost knife and slashing fiercely, the terrifying knife force covering the space between heaven and earth.
"Well done!"
Li Wujie shouted coldly, mobilizing the power of his whole body into the blade, the ink knife suddenly becoming scorching hot, surrounded by terrifying flames.
Clang…
A loud metallic impact sounded, causing the eardrums of all the cultivators to swell.
"Hmm?"
The lean, tall man was shocked.
The expected scene didn't happen. His knife was so fierce, yet it was blocked by the other party.
Logically, a Mysterious Immortal should not be able to resist it.
"Hmph!"
The lean, tall man insisted on competing in swordsmanship, his eyes filled with killing intent, and the ghost knife in his hand flipped wildly, slashing at Li Wujie with fierce momentum.
"Come, come, come!"
Li Wujie was extremely excited, as if he had met a rare and worthy opponent.
In an instant, his swordsmanship became unpredictable, sometimes grand and open, and sometimes combining offense and defense.
Clang clang clang ~!
Clang clang clang ~!
The sound of metal clashing was endless, forming visible ripples that filled the vast sky.
The two erupted in a fierce battle, each strike fatal, the knife energy rolling like waves, two completely different knife forces colliding, the scene like a dragon fighting a tiger.
Throughout the process, their figures rose rapidly, like two dazzling comets ascending rapidly.
"Kill him! Kill him!"
Watching the battle in the sky, Ji Baxiao shouted excitedly.
"Brother Ji, are you alright?"
Taking advantage of this gap, Lin Duxiu quickly came over, followed by a green-clothed youth with a pot lid haircut.
"Oh, Brother Lin, you're here too?"
Ji Baxiao was very surprised.
Lin Duxiu smiled wryly, "Knowing you were in trouble, of course I had to come. That's why I brought Senior Ye's fourth disciple, hoping to heal you guys."
"Fourth disciple? Where?"
Ji Baxiao looked around.
"Me, I'm here." The pot lid-headed youth poked his head out, greeted weakly, and said timidly, "Hello…"
Ji Baxiao quickly stepped forward, grabbed his hand, and said excitedly, "I've heard so much about you! Seeing you today, you are indeed extraordinary. Senior is like a celestial being, possessing the demeanor of an Immortal Emperor!"
Flattering at first sight is Ji Baxiao's way of dealing with the world.
The pot lid-headed youth was stunned. He had never met such an enthusiastic person. Being so close and trying to build rapport made him feel shy and nervous.
"So, I'm so famous…"
Da Mowang scratched his head, a little embarrassed.
All along, he had been playing a transparent role in the team. Being socially awkward, he had to lower his sense of existence, but he didn't expect to be discovered for his extraordinary qualities.
In his heart, there was a little surprise for no reason!
"Yes, yes, it's simply deafening!" Ji Baxiao squeezed his hand, nodded, and looked sincere.
"Since you've heard of me, there's no need to be so formal. Just call me by my name," Da Mowang said earnestly, feeling a sense of goodwill towards Ji Baxiao.
He felt that he had gained a good friend.
The most feared thing is when the air suddenly becomes quiet.
Ji Baxiao's mouth twitched.
Hey hey hey, how would I know what you're called?
It's just polite talk, you wouldn't take it seriously, would you?
"You… haven't you heard?" Da Mowang asked with a puzzled face, sensing something.
"Haha, Senior's name is deafening, how could I not have heard it? I remember it by heart!" Ji Baxiao's forehead overflowed with cold sweat.
"Then say it."
"Uh…"
Ji Baxiao frantically winked at Lin Duxiu, hoping that the other party could help him out.
Lin Duxiu deliberately turned his face away, the corners of his mouth curving into a playful arc.
Serves you right for trying to build rapport!
"As expected, it's all fake." Da Mowang lowered his head sadly, making him happy for nothing.
Human mouths are deceiving ghosts.
"Hey, that's not really important!" Ji Baxiao said awkwardly, trying to smooth things over.
"Yes, I'm not important at all. I'll go back first, goodbye." Da Mowang's mood became even more depressed, and he turned to leave.
Ji Baxiao: "…"
Lin Duxiu quickly grabbed the young man's hand and said with a smile, "Da Mowang, Brother Ji is just joking with you, don't take it to heart."
Damn, Da Mowang?!
Ji Baxiao was startled, thinking that this name was truly domineering.
It just doesn't quite match this personality!
"Demon King Senior, please save our Holy Master! This humble one apologizes to you!"
Ji Baxiao quickly begged for help.
Da Mowang also knew that saving people was important, so he removed the Immortal Binding Rope and laid the Yin-Yang Holy Master, who had been cut in half, flat on the ground.
The Yin-Yang Holy Master's face was painful, the terrifying knife intent eroding his flesh, preventing his injuries from healing.
"It's, it's useless, in this state, I might as well just die…" The Yin-Yang Holy Master said with a miserable smile, not holding any hope.
"With me here, you won't die!"
Da Mowang said in a deep voice.
Suddenly, he changed his hand seals, and emerald green rays of light, containing vigorous vitality, appeared on his ten fingers.
Then, in the shocked gazes of the crowd, his ten fingers moved nimbly, and strands of emerald green light merged into the severed waist, frantically dispelling the remaining knife intent.
Da Mowang's forehead overflowed with sweat, his brow furrowed, feeling a considerable difficulty.
After all, it was an Immortal King-level knife cultivator who had attacked. Even if this kind of injury was taken outside, there wouldn't be many Immortal Kings proficient in medical skills who could cure it, and one could only slowly wait for death.
But Da Mowang cultivated the Azure Emperor Longevity Technique, and he himself was a top-grade immortal medicine, so it could be said that the healing effect could be multiplied a hundred times!
He had his own unique methods!
Da Mowang gritted his teeth and increased his strength.
Behind him, an image of a Chaos Azure Lotus emerged, revealing an ancient aura of eternal immortality.
Soon, at the severed end of the waist, the remaining knife intent was erased, and flesh and blood grew like bamboo shoots after the rain, and the scars on his body gradually healed. The Yin-Yang Holy Master's pale face quickly became rosy, and the consumed vitality in his body was restored.
"Huff ~"
Da Mowang wiped his sweat and said with a sense of accomplishment, "Done."
The Yin-Yang Holy Master felt unbelievable. He jumped up like a carp and strode around the execution platform, excitedly saying:
"Haha, I'm healed, I'm healed!"
The scene was inexplicably very comedic.
"Congratulations, Holy Master! Walk out of a thousand miles in a day! Walk out with vigor! Walk out as if reborn!"
Ji Baxiao clapped and shouted.
"Da Mowang, you're really amazing!" Lin Duxiu admired.
"Yes, yes, Demon King Senior, you are a divine doctor of this era!" Ji Baxiao gave a thumbs up.
Using the name of the Demon King to do things that save people, admire, admire.
"Thank you, fellow Daoist."
The Yin-Yang Holy Master calmed his excited mood, secretly thinking that Senior Ye's disciples were all skilled.
I have to admire them!
In the sky.
The two were still competing in swordsmanship, fighting extremely fiercely.
Chi chi chi, terrifying knife energies rippled out, even the void along the way rippling.
Rumble ~
The knife energy spread violently, and both sides opened the distance tacitly.
The lean, tall man's face was terribly gloomy, seemingly unable to accept this ironclad fact.
He was also competing in swordsmanship, yet he couldn't take down the other party?
Moreover, in terms of swordsmanship, the other party seemed to be subtly suppressing him!
This was a great humiliation!
Li Wujie let out a long breath and said with emotion, "It's really exhilarating!"
"I heard that you are known as the Knife Demon, right?" The lean, tall man said coldly.
Li Wujie generously admitted, "That's right, is there a problem?"
"Heh heh,"
The lean, tall man sneered, "I used to roam the streets for many years. Because my knife was fast enough, like a god or ghost, other experts gave me a title, called…"
"Knife Ghost!"
"Oh,"
Li Wujie carried the knife on his shoulder and said calmly, "And then?"
Seeing the other party's attitude, the lean, tall man's forehead veins protruded, revealing his white teeth, "Then you can die!!!"
After speaking.
A sudden change occurred.
The lean, tall man's eyes turned pitch black, and his body was surrounded by surging Yin energy. Several substantial black arms stretched out from both sides of his waist. At this time, he was like a six-armed evil ghost, ferocious and terrifying.
Swish swish swish ~!
The other ghost knives were unsheathed at the same time and landed in his hands, while the extra ghost knife was held in his mouth, the blade emitting a dark halo.
A gloomy wind blew, ghosts crying and wolves howling.
The lean, tall man's aura soared to the extreme, his face twisted hideously, as if an evil ghost from hell had crawled out.
A cold voice containing a grim killing intent echoed in the sky above the Yin-Yang Holy Land.
"Ignorant junior, today I will let you see what is called Seven-Sword Style!!!" Seven-Blade Style?"
Li Wujie raised an eyebrow, sneering with disdain, "Such flashy nonsense, one blade is enough for me!"
"Heh, you'll soon regret those words."
The gaunt man's face was filled with murderous intent. He moved with lightning speed, the seven ghost blades spinning and slashing simultaneously, their surfaces bursting with endless baleful energy, as if countless ghosts were wailing.
Sizzling sounds echoed.
Dark-colored blade Gang swept out like a hurricane, intertwined with streaks of red lightning.
The scene was terrifying.
Li Wujie frowned and hastily brandished his blade to meet the attack.
Clang clang clang~
The dense sounds of metal clashing were ear-piercing.
His opponent's offensive was like a torrential storm, airtight and relentless, making it difficult for him to breathe.
In a mere two breaths, Li Wujie was suppressed.
Puff puff puff…
His skin was torn by the blade energy, drawing blood.
The situation instantly became one-sided!
The gaunt man chuckled sinisterly, "This is my true strength. Now do you understand what a gap in power means?"
Swinging the seven ghost blades, the fierce blade Gang rampaged, its destructive power utterly terrifying.
It must be said.
Once the gaunt man unleashed the Seven-Blade Style, his strength, speed, and reaction ability all soared to a frightening level.
His strength, while not as great as the Bone Master from before, was much stronger than the Flower-Picking Immortal!
Suffering from a disadvantage in cultivation, Li Wujie was covered in blood, struggling to cope, like a lone boat on a stormy sea, about to be swallowed at any moment.
If not for his exquisite swordsmanship and the pure fifth-grade immortal power, he would have been hacked into pieces by the seven ghost blades long ago.
But if the battle continued, Li Wujie would be killed in this fierce onslaught in at most half an hour!
The onlookers' hearts were in their throats.
Ji Baxiao was very anxious, pulling his hair and frantically saying, "What do we do? What do we do?!"
If Li Wujie died under the gaunt man's blade, he would rather the man had never come here.
"Great Mushroom King, you and Daoist Li are fellow disciples, why aren't you helping at this time?" Lin Duxiu was very puzzled by the bowl-cut boy's indifference.
"Yes, yes, yes, at least cast a healing spell! Look at how badly injured my big brother is!" Ji Baxiao said anxiously.
The Great Mushroom King looked aggrieved, "Before we came, Senior Brother Li specifically instructed that no matter how badly he was beaten, I couldn't help, because he wanted to enjoy this rare feeling…"
"What?"
Hearing this outrageous answer, everyone was dumbfounded.
Then, their gazes returned to the blood-soaked, battered figure, and their expressions instantly became strange.
"I didn't expect Daoist Li to have such a fetish? How terrifying!" Lin Duxiu said in shock.
The Yin-Yang Holy Master felt a sense of awe rising within him, "This is a state of mind, we can't compare."
Ji Baxiao came back to his senses and said excitedly, "Hey, hey, have you guys got the wrong focus? The point is that my big brother is about to die!"
At this time.
The fierce battle in the sky continued.
The gaunt man, with his full power unleashed, made the seven ghost blades sizzle with smoke. Killing intent, murderous aura, and baleful energy converged on the blades, their power boundless, quickly pushing Li Wujie to the brink of despair.
"I must admit, you are the strongest Profound Immortal I have ever seen, but you are not Qin Ruyan of the Yao Guang Holy Land, you do not have the ability to deal with an Immortal King!"
"So, take your pride and obediently accept death!"
The gaunt man's smile was twisted, and he felt a sense of jealousy and hatred towards Li Wujie.
Back then, even in the Profound Immortal Realm, he didn't have such terrifying swordsmanship and strength. Clearly, Li Wujie's talent was even higher than his. The two were as different as clouds and mud.
Driven by jealousy, the gaunt man was eager to destroy this sword genius. He would not allow such an awesome junior to grow up in this era!
Strangely enough.
Faced with the crisis of death, Li Wujie's face, covered in blood, showed no fear or despair, but rather an intense excitement.
His whole being entered a wonderful state. That feeling of embracing death, embracing everything, made him feel incomparably intoxicated, like tasting a delicious poison, enjoying it immensely.
To live towards death!
Death is not the end, but a new beginning!
Imperceptibly.
Li Wujie's steadfast sword heart was sublimated, and the sword intent he unleashed was also rapidly transforming, greatly elevating to a new level, as if entering a selfless state of oneness with heaven and man.
"This, this is the legendary Heaven-Grade Sword Intent?!"
The gaunt man's face changed drastically, and he exclaimed in disbelief.
Whether it's sword intent or blade intent, they are all divided into levels.
First, there are the first to ninth grades. Above the ninth grade are the Spirit Grade, Earth Grade, Heaven Grade, and Dao Grade!
Most sword cultivators spend their entire lives refining their sword intent to the ninth grade, which is already the limit. A few geniuses can reach the Spirit Grade sword intent, while the Earth Grade sword intent is extremely rare.
After all, no matter which era, there are not many pure sword cultivators, so the Earth Grade sword intent can be said to be a height that countless sword cultivators cannot reach!
As for Heaven Grade sword intent?
It basically only exists in legends!
The gaunt man himself had a Spirit Grade sword intent, and his life would stop there. This has nothing to do with the level of cultivation.
And Li Wujie, before this, also had a Spirit Grade sword intent.
As a result, he leaped up and directly possessed a Heaven Grade sword intent!!
What kind of concept is this?
A carp leaping over the dragon gate!
"A gifted, rare sword genius throughout the ages…" The gaunt man was greatly shocked and his head buzzed.
But soon, he became angry and ashamed, and he felt a destructive impulse to destroy a peerless treasure.
Why?
Even as an Immortal King, I don't have this opportunity, and you, a little Profound Immortal, actually comprehended the Heaven Grade sword intent!
This is unfair!
Jealousy, envy, frustration…
The gaunt man roared, "So what if it's a Heaven Grade sword intent? The gap in realm is too big, you still can't defeat me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the power of the seven ghost blades instantly increased, and countless fierce ghosts wailed inside the ghost blades. The blade momentum was like an endless vortex, forming a crushing force against Li Wujie that was impossible to avoid.
In order to kill Li Wujie, the gaunt man bet everything, even using his last trump card.
Admittedly, Li Wujie could now use Heaven Grade sword intent, but he could not fully master it, like a weak baby, unable to move a heavy halberd.
However.
His purpose had been achieved, and it was time to use that power.
Boom boom boom…
In the sky, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and the clouds were blood-red, as if a vast sea of blood had descended.
A palpitating, demonically violent aura suddenly burst out from Li Wujie.
His eyes were frighteningly red, his head of black hair danced wildly, and the injuries on his body were rapidly healing.
The veins on his neck and face bulged, his expression was hideous, and his snow-white teeth became sharp.
"Roar~~~~!!"
A roar like a prehistoric beast came from his mouth, as if to shatter the billions of stars outside the domain.
At the last moment, Li Wujie used the Mad Demon Bloodline.
In an instant, his mind was filled with thoughts of slaughter and destruction, his eyes were as red as the sea, and his killing intent was boiling.
Endless demonic energy surrounded him, like a demon god appearing in the world.
Holding the ink blade, he unleashed a slash that was much more terrifying than before.
The domineering pitch-black blade radiance pierced through heaven and earth.
"Not good!"
The gaunt man's pupils shrank, and the original fierce blade momentum almost collapsed. His body was forced back a hundred feet by this force.
The seven ghost blades were all trembling, as if expressing unease.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
At this moment, Li Wujie's blood-red eyes reflected the gaunt man's figure, and his mind was filled with the need to eliminate this opponent.
Swish~
A streak of black light rapidly tore through the air, heading straight for the gaunt man with a fierce momentum, giving him no chance to breathe.
Instantly.
The vast killing aura rushed towards him, and the gaunt man felt a chill all over his body.
Looking at the madman in front of him, a sense of panic suddenly emerged from the depths of his heart.
"Damn it! What kind of monster is this?!" Swish! Li Wujie flashed above his head, unleashing a powerful and heavy strike, the violent saber aura bursting forth, cleaving the heavens!
The skinny, tall man's scalp tingled, his jaw clenched, the six ghost sabers in his arms simultaneously meeting the attack, the jet-black blades like spilled ink, their aura eerie and sinister.
Clang~!!!
The metallic tremor filled the air.
At the instant of the saber's collision, flat, transparent ripples of energy burst forth.
It was fortunate that they were ten thousand feet in the air; had they been in the Yin Yang Holy Land, the aftershocks of the battle alone would have been enough to annihilate almost all the disciples and elders.
Li Wujie's eyes were bloodshot, his face deranged as he continuously swung his great saber, hacking and slashing, his saber momentum tyrannical and unmatched, advancing without hesitation.
Each saber strike contained terrifying power.
The pressure suffocated the skinny, tall man, the qi and blood within his body surging in reverse, his internal organs in agonizing pain as if burned by flames.
"Ugh... ah..."
In less than half an incense stick's time, the skinny, tall man's mouth was bleeding, his body gradually covered with shocking bloodstains.
Most terrifyingly, even with the self-healing ability of his Immortal King body, the wounds on his body were difficult to heal, because each wound contained lingering wisps of Heavenly-grade saber intent.
Like a bone-attached maggot, it gnawed at his newly grown flesh, causing him to feel unbearable pain at all times!
Sensing his current dangerous situation, the skinny, tall man felt both terrified and absurd.
He, a dignified Ancient Immortal King, the dreaded Saber Ghost, was actually being suppressed and beaten by a junior in this era?
Most ridiculously, the opponent was only a Mysterious Immortal!
"Fellow Daoist Li is so formidable," Lin Duxiu said, dumbfounded.
Ji Baxiao was ecstatic, proudly saying, "See? My big brother has gone berserk; that dog thing is just waiting to be chopped to death!"
"Worthy of the title Saber Demon," the Yin Yang Holy Master murmured, staring blankly.
A saber cultivator like a mad demon, isn't that just a Saber Demon?
Compared to the excitement of the crowd, Great Mushroom King was worried.
Because he knew that Li Wujie's special state, although his combat power would be very strong, the most dangerous thing was that he would not recognize his own people after losing his mind.
When he goes crazy, he even chops his own people!
In the sky.
Large masses of saber aura collided with each other, dark red lightning intertwined.
"Enough, I admit you're strong!"
"Give Saber Ghost some face, continuing to fight won't be good for anyone; as long as you stop, I'll immediately turn around and leave, never setting foot here again, and we'll pretend nothing happened!"
Unable to withstand the fierce offensive, the skinny, tall man frantically shouted while hastily meeting the attacks.
His own condition was getting worse and worse, and he really didn't want to fight anymore.
"Roar~!"
However, Li Wujie seemed not to hear what he said, roaring again and again with a deranged expression.
His mind was filled with thoughts of slaughter, his eyes blood-red like a wild beast, staring fixedly at the skinny, tall man, still launching fierce attacks, each saber strike fatal.
"Don't push me too far! If I'm forced into a dead end, I'll self-destruct directly, and you and your friends will have to die!!!"
The skinny, tall man's heart was burning with anxiety, and he angrily shouted.
Logically speaking, when Immortal Kings fight, unless they can annihilate the other in one fell swoop, otherwise, if the latter self-destructs, it will be a situation of mutual destruction.
Therefore, at this level, the basic principle is to show mercy where possible.
This is also why the skinny, tall man felt that he had the confidence to negotiate!
Unfortunately.
He was now facing a madman who had lost his mind!
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Li Wujie couldn't listen at all, determined to chop this guy in front of him to death.
Realizing that death was approaching, the skinny, tall man completely went all out, laughing in anger:
"Good, good, good, you forced me to do this!"
The next second.
With the anger of smashing a broken pot, the skinny, tall man began to detonate the immortal source within his body.
Chila la, his body was like broken porcelain, wisps of immortal light burst out from the cracks, the aura of destructive energy filled the space between heaven and earth.
"Not good, that person is going to self-destruct!" Everyone exclaimed.
Just then.
As if sensing the source of the threat, Li Wujie instinctively launched a fatal blow.
The saber light was as fast as lightning, shattering the void.
This saber was so fast that even the skinny, tall man didn't react, then he felt the immortal source in his body being instantly destroyed, his whole body losing all strength, not even as good as a mortal.
"You..."
The skinny, tall man's eyes were filled with horror and deep despair.
Li Wujie's face was fierce, his eyes flashing with bloodthirsty red light.
The blood-stained ink saber, inserted into the opponent's abdomen, quickly slashed, forcibly tearing his entire body apart.
Ci la~
The skinny, tall man was chopped into more than a dozen pieces, a burst of blood blooming in the air.
Dead without a whole body!
"Great!"
Seeing this shocking scene, all the cultivators cheered, weeping with joy.
"Haha, my big brother is invincible!" Ji Baxiao clapped his hands and cheered.
"I didn't expect that you are really a lucky star for my Yin Yang Holy Land."
Looking at this young man who usually liked to talk dirty and boast, the Yin Yang Holy Master couldn't help but sigh.
At the same time, he was also enlightened.
A Mysterious Immortal can also kill an Immortal King!
What kind of monstrous aptitude is this?
The disciples received by Senior Ye are not ordinary people!
If the disciples are still like this, wouldn't the master be even more unfathomable?
Thinking of this.
The Yin Yang Holy Master's heart became more and more awe-inspired, and he was almost worshiping Ye Junlin as a god.
"Big brother, are you tired? Come down and rest!" Ji Baxiao excitedly waved.
Completely unaware that a greater crisis was brewing.
After killing the skinny, tall man, Li Wujie stood in the air like a log, seemingly feeling a trace of confusion for losing his target.
"Roar!"
He roared to the sky, the demonic energy all over his body rolling like waves, his mind filled with the thought of continuing to slaughter, unable to stop at all.
Then, Li Wujie swished around, his pair of blood-red, ferocious eyes coldly sweeping across the cultivators below like a swarm of ants.
The terrifying pressure descended on the Yin Yang Holy Land, and the originally boiling cheers fell into silence.
Everyone felt cold all over, doubtful and uncertain.
What's the situation?
Killing one is not enough, and you want to kill us too?
Are you kidding me!
"My big brother, he, seems... not quite right," Ji Baxiao widened his eyes, swallowing hard.
He suddenly remembered the important information revealed by Hong Qianye before, saying that Li Wujie even chops his own people when he goes crazy.
At first, he was still skeptical, but now he believed it was true.
"Kill!"
A word was heavily uttered, echoing for hundreds of miles.
Li Wujie raised his long saber and slashed downwards, wanting to split the Yin Yang Holy Land in half with one strike.
"Run, ah ah ah!"
Countless disciples and elders were frightened and fled in all directions, the scene chaotic.
"Senior Brother Li, calm down!"
Great Mushroom King clenched his teeth, knowing that only he could stop Li Wujie now.
Swish, a turquoise protective shield rose, entwined with ancient runes, endlessly growing.
Rumble!
The cyan protective shield forcibly withstood this saber strike, the surface vibrating with huge energy ripples.
"Ugh," Great Mushroom King showed a painful expression, his hand seals changing, continuously sending eternal immortal power towards the protective shield.
He had to hold up the protective umbrella to prevent Li Wujie from indiscriminately killing innocent people, and at the same time hoped to rely on time to ease Li Wujie's emotions.
"Those who block me, die!!!" Li Wujie's voice was twisted and furious, his eyes blood-red, wanting to devour people.
He slashed out one saber after another, purely treating the protective shield as a vent.
Rumble! Rumble!
Rumble! Rumble!
Thunderous black saber lights densely landed, the cyan protective shield becoming flickering and uncertain.
"Pfft!" Great Mushroom King spat out blood, half-kneeling on the ground, his hands struggling to support it.
Behind him, the image of a Chaos Green Lotus emerged.
Huala la~
Countless emerald green life energies, entwined around his body, quickly repairing the injuries within his body, while supporting the maintenance of the protective shield.
You must know.
Today's Li Wujie, with his state fully open, his strength is simply terrifying, under his fierce offensive, Great Mushroom King can still hold on, it has to be said that he is also very powerful!
"Senior Brother Li, please wake up..."
Great Mushroom King's face was painful, feeling the eternal immortal power frantically flowing away within his body, he knew that if this continued, the protective shield would be broken sooner or later.
At that time, not one would be left alive!
"Alas, this is fate," the Yin Yang Holy Master fell to the ground, smiling miserably.
Without the jackal, they encountered a fierce tiger again.
It was all about playing with the mentality!
Lin Duxiu gritted his teeth and said:
"It seems that Fellow Daoist Li is delirious; unless there is a special method that can forcibly suppress the thoughts of killing in his mind, otherwise, he will continue to go crazy."
"The problem is, how difficult it is to do this."
"If that's the case..." Hearing this, Ji Baxiao's eyes quickly changed, beads of sweat overflowing from his forehead, seemingly about to faintly grasp something.
Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration,
"Everyone, don't panic, I have a way!!!"You?"
Everyone looked over in unison, their expressions strange.
"Brother Ji, it's come to this, please don't make things worse!" Lin Duxiu said, dejected.
Mainly because he's never been serious, and besides saying lewd things, he hasn't shown any great skills.
So, when Ji Baxiao said he had a solution, everyone subconsciously felt it was unreliable.
Ji Baxiao chuckled, "You all watch closely, and see how I resolve this crisis!"
He was full of confidence and assurance.
Then.
Under everyone's doubtful gazes.
Ji Baxiao held his breath and concentrated, his hands forming seals rapidly, his body surrounded by the Yin-Yang energy of the Great Dao, one black and one white, extraordinarily mystical.
"Isn't that the sacred art of our Holy Land, the Yin-Yang Divine Art?" The Yin-Yang Holy Master recognized its origin, very puzzled.
The Yin-Yang Divine Art is a Dao technique that combines offense and defense, capable of weakening the power of the enemy's moves, and also transforming into a sharp weapon of killing.
But to expect this move to suppress Li Wujie in a frenzied state is simply the biggest joke in the world!
"Nay, nay."
Ji Baxiao said with a playful smile, "Holy Master, you certainly didn't expect that this is my newly improved Yin-Yang Divine Art, its greatest effect is that it can disturb the opponent's mind from afar!"
"What is Yin-Yang? Woman is Yin, man is Yang, the combination of Yin-Yang is equivalent to the combination of man and woman!"
"Simply put, I can forcibly instill that kind of scene between men and women into other people's minds, and the triggering condition is very easy, just look at the Yin-Yang Diagram I display."
"If you don't believe me, look at me!"
As he spoke, Ji Baxiao raised his hand and evolved the Yin-Yang Diagram in front of him, aiming it at the Yin-Yang Holy Master.
"Nonsense, how could the Yin-Yang Divine Art of the Holy Land possibly…"
The Yin-Yang Holy Master frowned and glanced at the black and white swirling Yin-Yang Diagram.
Boom!
His brain was about to explode, and countless erotic images instantly flooded his mind.
The heroines in the pictures were either aloof, cute, or pure, with all kinds of figures, meeting all individual needs and tastes.
Most importantly, the male lead was actually himself!
As if being there in person, watching one thrilling, thirst-inducing, wonderful performance after another!
"Hiss ~ ~ ~ ~"
The Yin-Yang Holy Master opened his eyes wide, breathing heavily and rapidly, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, as if experiencing some indescribable scene.
"Holy Master, do you believe me now?"
Ji Baxiao's tone was quite proud: "This is the Yin-Yang Divine Art that I have researched day and night, and painstakingly improved!"
Then, he moved the Yin-Yang Diagram away, and the Yin-Yang Holy Master gradually recovered, with a deep sense of shock in his eyes, his mind buzzing.
What the heck?
Such a profound Yin-Yang Great Dao, twisted by you into the shameful affairs of men and women, is your brain just full of this yellow filth?!
I freaking…
"Ji Baxiao, you bastard!"
The Yin-Yang Holy Master scolded with a red face and thick neck: "The sacred art of our Yin-Yang Holy Land has been changed into this kind of low-down trick by you? Can you live up to the past generations of the Yin-Yang Holy Land?"
Ji Baxiao said with confidence: "Holy Master, I am keeping up with the times, this is called standing on the shoulders of giants, relying on my improved Yin-Yang Divine Art, not only can it combine offense and defense, but it can also disturb the opponent's mind! What a cross-era breakthrough this is!"
"The problem is, why does it have to be that kind of shameful picture? Can't you do something else? If this gets out, the reputation of our Holy Land will really stink!"
The Yin-Yang Holy Master said with agitated emotions.
"You don't understand, as the saying goes, lust is a knife above the head, this is the most effective means to confuse the enemy's mind, weren't you also quite happy watching it just now?" Ji Baxiao curled his lips.
"Nonsense! When did I?"
The Yin-Yang Holy Master shouted loudly, seemingly to cover up the guilty conscience in his heart.
"Holy Master, why is your nose bleeding?"
Ji Baxiao said in surprise.
The Yin-Yang Holy Master was stunned, reached out and touched his nose, and sure enough, a little bit of nosebleed flowed out. Thinking of the various erotic scenes he had just seen, he felt a little inexplicably excited in his heart, and really wanted to again… cough cough!
"Is it that exaggerated?" Lin Duxiu said suspiciously.
"Come and look at me!"
Ji Baxiao signaled.
The next second, the Yin-Yang Diagram met Lin Duxiu's gaze.
Lin Duxiu was first stunned, then his face flushed red, like a ripe apple, his whole body's skin was burning, and even wisps of green smoke were coming out from the top of his head.
He swallowed hard, his eyes becoming infatuated, and he murmured, "Fairy Qin, this is not good…"
Ji Baxiao: "? ? ?"
You little brat, you can know a person's face but not their heart!
His new Yin-Yang Divine Art can also allow the affected person to automatically fantasize about their most coveted mating partner.
So, those who understand, understand.
Shua!
The Yin-Yang Diagram effect was lifted.
Lin Duxiu stood in place with a bewildered look, as if it was difficult to let go, and his eyes were full of aftertaste.
"Hehe, how does it feel?" Ji Baxiao smiled mischievously.
Lin Duxiu reacted and said with shame and embarrassment: "Your trick is simply shameless! Vile enough! Base enough!"
"Hey, hey, hey, are you turning your back on me after getting what you wanted? I made you so happy, and you treat me like this? What kind of attitude is that!"
Ji Baxiao said dissatisfied.
After saying this, he felt like something was wrong.
The Great Mushroom King said with tears in his eyes: "Please, if you have a solution, hurry up and use it, I really can't hold on anymore…"
As soon as he finished speaking.
The weakened protective shield was immediately split open by a knife!
With a bang, energy currents raged, stirring up dust and sand all over the Yin-Yang Holy Land.
"Kill!"
Li Wujie's black hair danced wildly, his eyes were particularly red, his face was hideous and terrifying, his fangs were sharp, and he approached quickly, carrying a Mo Dao (ink knife) surrounded by demonic energy.
The terrifying killing intent filled every inch of space, scaring the cultivators to turn pale and their livers and gallbladders were about to split.
"Now!"
Ji Baxiao jumped up, performing the Yin-Yang Diagram with both hands, and shouted at Li Wujie, who was full of murderous intent:
"Brother, little brother has something good for you to see!"
Li Wujie happened to see Ji Baxiao, and the Yin-Yang Diagram he was fully displaying.
Boom!
In an instant.
All kinds of blood-boiling scenes appeared in his mind out of thin air, the scene was simply unbearable to look at, with all kinds of ways to play and postures.
Originally, Li Wujie's mind was full of killing thoughts, but at this moment, these killing thoughts were being forcibly squeezed out of space.
He stood there like a log, holding the knife, and the blood-red color in his eyes showed signs of gradually receding.
If Li Wujie in a frenzied state is compared to a blazing fire, then Ji Baxiao's move is tantamount to pouring a lot of ice into the brazier, forcibly cooling him down.
It is worth mentioning that although Li Wujie is no longer crazy, the Frenzy Bloodline is still working.
It's not that the Frenzy Bloodline fails after being hit.
You must know that the essence of the Frenzy Bloodline is not to make people crazy, but to comprehensively enhance their own strength.
As for going crazy, it's just a side effect!
Under Ji Baxiao's strange trick, Li Wujie's mind was no longer full of killing thoughts, but replaced by a large number of erotic scenes…
Even desire followed!
Li Wujie gritted his teeth and endured, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Second brother, what did you do to me?!"
"Why are my brains now full of all kinds of strange things?"
"Haha, it's a success!" Ji Baxiao put away the Yin-Yang Diagram and waved excitedly: "Brother, come down quickly, I'll explain it to you properly."
"Okay."
Li Wujie neatly sheathed his knife and lifted the Frenzy state. A new bamboo hat appeared in his hand, which he placed back on his head.
"By the way, where is that dog thing?" He suddenly thought of something and quickly looked around.
"No need to look, that stinky idiot has already been hacked to death by you!" Ji Baxiao said.
"Is that so?" Li Wujie frowned, racking his brains to recall, but unfortunately his mind is now full of yellow filth, and he really can't remember this for a while…
"Senior Brother Li, it's really great that you can return to normal." The Great Mushroom King was still in shock, his face a little pale.
"I'm sorry, I've forgotten a lot of what happened just now. If it caused any trouble, I apologize to everyone!"
Li Wujie knew that it must have been because he directly used the Frenzy Bloodline in order to defeat the enemy, resulting in a later berserk and out of control state.
"Actually, it can't be blamed on you." The Great Mushroom King comforted.
"Fellow Daoist Li, you were able to return to normal thanks to Brother Ji's methods." Lin Duxiu said with a strange expression.
"What's this? Big brother became like that to help me, so naturally I have to help. Fortunately, it was thrilling but safe, congratulations!" Ji Baxiao smiled.
"Tell me quickly, how did you do it?"
Li Wujie's eyes lit up, revealing a strong interest.
He didn't expect that his little brother actually had unexpected skills.
Then.
Ji Baxiao briefly explained the process.
Li Wujie was dumbfounded, looking up and down at the young man, as if he was getting to know him again.
So, the strange things in my mind were forcibly stuffed in by you?
I have to say, it's quite exciting!
"How about this? In the end, I turned the tide." Ji Baxiao folded his arms, raised his head triumphantly, with an attitude of hurry up and praise me.
"Yes, yes, yes, it really makes us look at you with new eyes!" Lin Duxiu said with a forced smile.
The Yin-Yang Holy Master was speechless.
He didn't know how to evaluate Ji Baxiao's approach.
Indeed, he admired this kind of whimsical idea, but he still couldn't accept the Holy Land's Yin-Yang Divine Art being improved like this.
It's really, too vulgar!!
But…
Surprisingly useful!
This made the Yin-Yang Holy Master a little suspicious, was the Yin-Yang Great Dao that he insisted on specializing in a wrong path?
Perhaps Ji Baxiao's unconventional approach is the ultimate mystery of the Yin-Yang Great Dao?
Thinking of the erotic scenes he had seen before, the Yin-Yang Holy Master vaguely had the urge to have a nosebleed.
How many people in the world can resist this kind of temptation?
Just as Ji Baxiao was showing off, a big hand patted his shoulder. He turned his head and saw the Yin-Yang Holy Master with a serious face.
"Holy Master, you…"
"Uh, that,"
The Yin-Yang Holy Master's expression was slightly unnatural, "That improved Yin-Yang Divine Art of yours, can you teach me when you have time?"
"I really want to learn…"