No matter what, Yan Jiuge had no intention of avoiding it.
The previous sword was already a warning. After seeing the warning, he did not change his course but instead charged forward, which was considered a provocation.
The Long Yin sword was unsheathed, with flames dancing on the blade. After a sound of breaking through the air was heard, streams of sword energy were seen slashing down in all directions, forming an inseparable sword energy barrier.
The sword energy is condensed and extremely sharp.
Chu Qi stood behind Yan Jiuge, raised his hand and cast two spirit gathering spells for him, while his right hand grasped the hilt of the Guiyin sword in case of emergency.
"Roar!"
The roar of angry beasts is approaching.
The breath of a fourth-level spiritual beast came first, followed by the breath of a strange cultivator.
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The anger contained in the beast's roar almost alarmed most of the low-level spirit beasts in the mountains and forests. The birds flapped their wings and fled, and the beasts scattered in a hurry.
The pressure of a fourth-level spirit beast is about above the late Jindan stage and below the early Yuanying stage. When angry, some spirit beasts burst out their talents and can also temporarily increase their strength.
At the moment, that was the case with the fourth-level cloud-hunting leopard.
The high-level spirit beasts have the same intelligence as the monks. They wanted to find herbs for their soon-to-be-born female beasts and avoid their enemies in the core area, so they temporarily took the female beasts to the border to settle down. Unexpectedly, despite all the precautions, they could not prevent the intruders.
The female beast has already died, and the human monk who escaped must pay with blood.
The eyes of the fourth-level cloud hunting leopard were blood red, and fierceness appeared in its pupils. The beast pattern on its forehead flashed a scarlet light, and its already powerful momentum increased again.
After this change, the fourth-level cloud-hunting leopard sped up and pounced, this time directly grabbing the hem of the casual cultivator's clothes.
When the sound of cloth tearing was heard, the casual cultivator was suddenly like a frightened bird. He quickly summoned a defensive spiritual weapon to block the attack of the fourth-level spiritual beast, and ran towards the campfire using his hands and feet.
"Help! Daoist friend, please save me!"
He just saw a ray of sword energy with his sharp eyes. The cultivator near the campfire should be a sword cultivator. Judging from the sword energy, he has the strength to fight against this fourth-level spirit beast.
If we can get there in time, we will definitely be rescued.
The wandering cultivators rushed towards the campfire for their lives.
There was a relatively spacious open space there. Under the orange-red firelight, two slender figures were looking in his direction.
Against the firelight, the cultivator couldn't see the expressions on their faces and could only shout for help.
However, the next moment, the casual cultivator felt the sharp sword energy coming from the tip of his nose. If he moved forward a little, the sword energy would be able to break through his body's protective spiritual power and fall on him.
The casual cultivator stopped in shock, still saying something to save his life, but when he raised his eyes he was met with a pair of cold eyes.
"Leave far away."
The black-clad swordsman in front of him had no intention of rescuing him and coldly shouted at him to leave.
“Fellow Daoist, how could you stand by and watch me die without helping me! I have formed an alliance with Fuyao Palace. If you save me, you will gain the favor of Fuyao Palace—Ah!!”
The casual cultivator wanted to say something nice, but the fourth-order cloud-hunting leopard behind him had already arrived.
Separated by a web of sword energy, the casual cultivator could neither move forward nor retreat, and could only continue to take out spiritual weapons from his Qiankun bag to save his life.
But he is not a disciple of a major sect, and he does not have many trump cards to fight against fourth-level spirit beasts.
The clouded leopard ignored the two monks next to it and just bit him.
The magic practitioner is weak, and it is a taboo for him to be approached by spiritual beasts.
“Ahhh!!”
The pain of his shoulder being bitten through made the cultivator scream. He widened his eyes, and the ferocious head of the Cloud Leopard was reflected in his terrified pupils.
The Cloud Leopard's bite was so fierce that it broke bones, penetrated deep into the heart and lungs, and shattered the original spiritual platform of this casual cultivator, destroying his spiritual roots.
"Evil beast, don't even think about hurting my Fuyao Palace disciples!"
At this moment, a scolding voice came from behind. Then, a healing spell fell on the cultivator, saving his heart.
The long piece of gauze swept across the trees in the forest and rushed to the front of the cloud-hunting leopard and the wandering cultivator, trying to rescue the wandering cultivator from the beast's mouth.
The person who came was none other than Su Qiuzhi, who had left the team earlier and rushed back following the sound.
Su Qiuzhi is a medical practitioner, but she carries many spiritual weapons with her, as well as the life-saving methods passed down to her by Fuyao Palace, so she will not be completely crushed when facing a fourth-level spiritual beast.
After Su Qiuzhi arrived, she only had time to cast two healing spells on the cultivator before she saw two people sitting by the campfire, seemingly out of touch with the world.
Worry turned into resentment, Su Qiuzhi asked, "Tianxuan Sect Daoist Fellow, what do you mean? Even if we are not forming an alliance, is it so difficult to lend a helping hand to my Fuyao Palace disciples when we see them on the road?"
"Isn't this a casual cultivator? Do we have to take care of the trouble he caused?"
After hearing Su Qiuzhi's question, Chu Qi couldn't watch this good show any longer. He took a half step from behind Yan Jiuge and continued, "If we were no match for the fourth-level spirit beast, wouldn't he be rushing here like this just to find two scapegoats?"
"Going out for training was just an accident. Who could have expected you to be here?" Su Qiuzhi subconsciously explained.
"Things in this world are unpredictable, and people should know their own weight."
Chu Qi glanced at the Cloud Hunting Leopard whose talent had been stimulated, and roughly guessed that it had a mortal enemy with the casual cultivator. High-level spirit beasts were quite intelligent, and if it wasn't a mortal enemy, it would have considered leaving after seeing Yan Jiuge's sword energy.
"We will save you if we want to, but we won't save people who are seeking their own death."
A cultivator in the early Jindan stage who dared to provoke even a fourth-order spirit beast was either stupid or too smart. Now he was reaping the fruits of his own actions and it was inevitable that he would bear the due price.
Seeing that Yan Jiuge and Chu Qi had no intention of interfering in the matter, Su Qiuzhi gritted her teeth and planned to use the Fuyao Palace's trump card to rescue the wandering cultivator.
In any case, this person is an ally of their Fuyao Palace. If she does not come to his rescue, what will the other monks who have allied with Fuyao Palace think
Just when Su Qiuzhi was about to sacrifice a talisman, something strange happened.
The Cloud-Hunting Leopard, which had been biting the casual cultivator and refused to let go, suddenly stood up from him and pounced in the direction of Yan Jiuge and Chu Qi with a pair of scarlet animal eyes.
Dense sword energy blocked its way, but it was not afraid at all.
The beast pattern on its forehead turned dark red, and the Cloud Hunting Leopard instantly burst out with astonishing momentum. Its reason had been taken away by hatred, but somehow it mistook its enemies for Yan Jiuge and Chu Qi.
The sword energy cut hideous wounds on its body, and the smell of blood rushed into Chu Qi's nose.
When the healing magic was condensed in Chu Qi's fingers, Yan Jiuge moved first.
He held the sword in his right hand, turned his wrist, and drew the sword when he pointed horizontally. At the same time, spiritual energy suddenly gathered on the sword tip, arousing the sword intent and a ferocious murderous aura.
The Long Yin sword slashed in the middle of the Cloud Hunting Leopard's head.
The sharp blade pierced the flesh and blood splattered three feet away.
At the critical moment of life and death, the hunting cloud leopard still didn't know how to dodge, and it raised its head and hit the Longyin sword in Yan Jiuge's hand. The sword hit its forehead exactly.
The scarlet pupils of the Clouded Leopard shrank for a moment, then dispersed and turned into empty pupils.
Its inner core was completely shattered, and it actually died from this sword.
Yan Jiuge's eyes were deep, and the knuckles of his fingers that were holding the hilt of the Long Yin Sword were white, as if he was trying hard to restrain something.
Even though he killed the Cloud Hunting Leopard with one sword, the surging sword intent around Yan Jiuge did not stop. The murderous aura seemed to be able to condense into substance, constantly surging out from the edge of the sword.
For a moment, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
"You are so powerful that even the fourth-level spirit beasts are no match for you. Why are you just standing by and watching? If you had taken action earlier, this fellow cultivator wouldn't have been injured like this."
Su Qiuzhi came back to her senses from the incident. She did not try to sense the change in the atmosphere. When she saw Yan Jiuge kill the Cloud Hunting Leopard with one sword, she could not help but complain.
Yan Jiuge didn't even raise his eyes, as if he was deaf to her words.
"Big sister, please stop talking. If this sword cultivator gets angry, he might even attack you..."
A low voice sounded from behind Su Qiuzhi. The firelight could not illuminate his figure and his face was not clear.
But Su Qiuzhi, relying on her familiarity, subconsciously called out to him, "Junior brother Ling, why are you here so quickly?"
"I'm here to look for my senior sister and the disciples of Fuyao Palace. Senior sister, hurry up, that swordsman is really here to kill people."
"W-what?" Su Qiuzhi didn't understand what he meant.
In her opinion, the five major immortal sects have always lived in harmony with each other. When they met, they were more familiar with each other than strangers, and ordinary grudges would not escalate to a life-and-death situation.
But something was wrong with Yan Jiuge.
The murderous aura of the sword was exposed, and after killing the hunting cloud leopard, he still had no intention of sheathing the sword. A dark golden light flashed in his deep eyes, and the firelight illuminated half of his profile. His cold expression seemed to sacrifice everyone in front of him to his sword.
"Ayan!"
Chu Qi also noticed Yan Jiuge's abnormality. He knew that Yan Jiuge would be troubled by the devil from time to time, but usually only once every few years.
Now that he has come out from Tianxuan Sect to gain experience, this is the second time that Yan Jiuge has entered this state.
There was no time to explore the reasons.
Chu Qi reached out and held Yan Jiuge's left hand from behind, trying to transfer some healing spiritual power to him.
Unexpectedly, the words that he had just spoken to Su Qiuzhi were spoken again in a low voice to Chu Qi.
"My fellow Taoist, I advise you to run away quickly, otherwise it will be bad if you become a ghost under his sword."
"I heard that if a sword cultivator goes astray, he will kill people indiscriminately."
"… "
"shut your mouth!"
Chu Qi was upset. He could detect the spiritual power surging in Yan Jiuge's body, but his spiritual power could not penetrate into the meridians. In addition, there were outsiders in front of him, so he certainly could not use spiritual skills on Yan Jiuge right away.
If one really falls into the devil's trap, he will be despised by the entire Yunhua world. At that time, even the Tianxuan Sect will not be able to protect such a mentally ill disciple.
No matter what, we must not let others know that Yan Jiuge occasionally has crazy attacks.
"It is not your turn to point fingers at my Tianxuan Sect's top senior brother. Today, he has an extraordinary talent and suddenly realized the sword intent, but in your eyes, he has become possessed. This is really ridiculous."
With a "swoosh", Gui Yin's sword was unsheathed.
Chu Qi pointed his sword at the medical practitioner without hesitation, "Get out of here quickly, don't disturb my senior brother's enlightenment."
"you… "
Not far away, Ling Zhihuai, who was pointed at by the sword, opened his eyes wide and a look of surprise flashed across his face. He did not expect Chu Qi to react like this.
Logically speaking, as a sword cultivator, the disciple of Tianxuan Sect should know what the consequences will be if his fellow disciples go astray.
But what did that Tianxuan Sect disciple say
—Sudden enlightenment of sword intent
ridiculous!
That fourth-level spirit beast was clearly controlled by his puppet threads to attack the heir of the Yan family. The heir of the Yan family slashed with a sword, cutting off his puppet threads, which would surely trigger the evil spirit in his body to go crazy.
I finally got an opportunity, I can't just give up like that.
Ling Zhihuai's eyes moved, and he tried to use his pupil technique on the Tianxuan Sect disciple who was pointing the sword at him.
His eyes were dug out from ordinary foxes.
Although it is not as useful as the Nine-tailed Fox Eye, it is enough to deal with a Jindan stage sword cultivator.
"Lulu!"
"boom!"
But beyond Ling Zhihuai's expectations, a roar of a small beast was heard, followed by a charred object the size of a stone, which hit Ling Zhihuai's face hard.
The pupil technique was forced to stop, causing Ling Zhihuai to hiss.
“Lulululul!”
Dozens more charred "stones" were thrown out, with sporadic sparks on them, as if they had been roasted by fire.
"What the hell!" Ling Zhihuai had to hide backwards. When he dodged, he saw a spirit beast as big as two palms standing in front of the two sword cultivators, baring its teeth at him.
"… "
Gold-eating beast, how could I encounter such a strange beast.
Ling Zhihuai gave up the idea of using the puppet thread again. After all, his puppet thread was made of gold thread. Who knows if it would be swallowed by the strange beast and then his identity would be exposed.
The Yunhua Realm had many restrictions on him, and he had originally wanted to take this opportunity to kill the heir of the Yan family...
"Junior brother Ling, let's go back." Su Qiuzhi finally came back to her senses at this time. She frowned and said, "Don't worry about other people's affairs for now. Many of our disciples in Fuyao Palace have been injured and need to be taken care of."
Today, he no longer had time to control Su Qiuzhi, so he could only listen to her words temporarily and reluctantly agreed, "Okay."
Before leaving, Ling Zhihuai looked deeply at Chu Qi and Yan Jiuge.
After all, if the heir of the Yan family really couldn't control himself and went crazy, the disciple of the Tianxuan Sect would really die.
Chu Qi glared at him, then took out his defensive magic weapon and circled the entire campfire, as if he was protecting Yan Jiuge.
The smell of blood was strong all around.
After the people from Fuyao Palace left, Chu Qi held Yan Jiuge's hand that was holding the Long Yin sword.
It feels icy cold to the touch, totally different from the usual warmth.
"Ayan, put away your sword."
Long Yin Sword did not reject Chu Qi's approach, probably because he was familiar with his breath.
"bass!"
The Longyin sword was pulled out from the head of the fourth-level spirit beast, and Yan Jiuge lowered his head unconsciously.
The firelight outlined the shadows of the two people wantonly, and they were so close to each other, as if hugging each other.
In order to prevent Yan Jiuge from completely losing control, Chu Qi wanted to coax him into taking back the Long Yin Sword, but he covered his hand with his own as if he was hugging him.
Chu Qi stared intently at the blade of the Long Yin Sword, but a shadow suddenly fell on his brows.
Yan Jiuge's face blocked the fire in front of him, trapping Chu Qi inside.
The dark golden eyes flickered, and the owner of the eyes was struggling in the evil spirit. He was not a good person, but also not a weak person who could not even tie a chicken.
After the seal was completely out of control, he could slash it with his sword, which was enough to make the whole world pale in comparison.
Only the familiar breath that kept coming from the front of him allowed him to find some peace temporarily.
"Ayan..."
After Chu Qi finished speaking, he stopped all the sounds.
Yan Jiuge's forehead was against his, and such a close distance made Chu Qi almost feel at a loss.
If I move any more, it might touch the tip of my nose.
"… "
Chu Qi's body stiffened for a moment, then he looked at the person in front of him who was still in a trance. The tension in his heart faded away little by little, and he was more worried about Yan Jiuge.
So Chu Qi reached out and hugged the person.
Physical contact can be a great way to transfer spiritual energy into another person's body, whether it's a handshake or a hug.
Chu Qi's eyes were dyed with green, and the vine ring on his wrist also emitted a green glow.
Ayan needs to wake up soon.
(End of this chapter)