As everyone was astonished, a purple sword light floated in from the south and went straight to the center of the Soul Locking Array!
There were several inner elixir realm demon cultivators guarding the south side, led by none other than Old Wen of the Withered Blood Sect and You Liancheng, a green-clothed woman from the Puppet Building. Both of them were well-known and powerful. Old Wen hastily summoned his blood staff, and countless dark red blood bands grew out of the staff, wrapping around the sword light like ropes. The two puppet sword cultivators beside You Liancheng followed suit and pounced on it.
Unexpectedly, the purple sword shadow was vulnerable and shattered instantly.
"Fake move!" Old Wen knew something was wrong and turned around, only to see a black figure appear behind him.
The black hair on his forehead was scattered by the sword energy, the sword light illuminated his handsome eyebrows and heroic eyes, the sword energy was vigorous, and he was full of vigor and power. It turned out to be the leader of the Lingxin Sect.
The sword moves changed, Gu Ying's sword carried a majestic purple aura and slashed directly at the formation talisman in the south!
Elder Wen and You Liancheng had no time to rescue, and the rest of the people didn't react at all. Seeing that Gu Pinglin was about to succeed, the maid next to Duan Qingming suddenly opened her mouth and made a strange sound, her red tongue flashing, and several red skeleton shadows blocked the formation talisman. Several ghostly breaths spit out of the skeleton's mouth, and black smoke engulfed the purple sword energy, rushing straight towards Gu Pinglin's face.
Gu Pinglin had just entered the Inner Alchemy Realm and had only reached the first level of Danxing Realm. Knowing that he could not defeat his opponent, he decisively gave up the formation talisman and retreated to avoid the enemy.
On the other side, Duan Pin snorted coldly: "Looking for death!"
The sword light moved, and the shadows of flying dragons and phoenixes appeared in the air. The Duan family was famous in the cultivation world for their ink-written swordsmanship. He had a high level of cultivation, and although his swordsmanship was not as exquisite as that of the family elder Duan Zheng, his deterrent power was not bad.
Unfortunately, no matter how exquisite the sword book is, it is not as good as the long sword opposite.
There were no moves, just a sword, black as ink, clumsy in shape, and without much decoration on the sword guard, but it exuded an indestructible aura, and the cold sword intent attracted everyone's attention. Duan Pin's sword suddenly dimmed, and the sword energy was forced to be retracted by three points.
"Heavenly Sword!" someone whispered.
Li Moqing!
Duan Pin's eyes froze for a moment, and he immediately increased his internal energy. The sword light surged, and ink-colored words were clearly printed in the air, ready to engulf the Heavenly Sword.
The long sword broke through the air, and several slender silver orchid leaves swayed and rolled towards the ink characters. The powerful moves collided, and the silver orchid and the ink characters were entangled together, and the words were erased bit by bit by the orchid leaves.
Duan Pin took several steps back, his face gloomy. He was suppressed by top-level swordsmanship. If it weren't for his profound skills, he would have vomited blood on the spot.
"The Thirteen Swords of Lan Ting are worthy of their reputation." The maid sighed.
"I can't believe that the number one family in the Southern Realm would go to the Demon Realm." Li Moqing appeared in the sword light, wearing a tall silver-blue crown and a silver-blue robe of the Li family. His eyes were like autumn water and he was dignified and elegant.
Duan Pin put away his sword, his expression unchanged: "It's just cooperation, the Duan family won't support anyone."
Li Moqing couldn't help but say: "Master Duan was deceived..."
Gu Pinglin stretched out his hand to stop him from continuing. Duan Pin's behavior was probably not simply because he was deceived, but because he knew the truth. As for the person who gave him the confidence... he had a top-notch martial art that was not restricted by the Duyin Land, and anyone would be shaken.
"Heavenly Sword," Duan Qingming's eyes were not on the others. He recognized the sword that he had abandoned. Perhaps it was the pride of the self-destruction of the broken jade in his previous life that made him admire it. This time he praised, "This sword is worthy of the Silver Orchid Swordsmanship."
The Heavenly Sword growled at him provocatively.
Duan Qingming raised his head slightly and looked at it with interest: "You are still so angry. Have I offended you again?"
Before he finished speaking, the light of the Heavenly Sword shone brightly and rushed straight towards him! Everyone at the scene, including Li Moqing, was shocked.
Duan Qingming narrowed his eyes, and everyone present felt a breeze blowing on their faces. The Heavenly Sword was actually restrained by the innate sword intent he released, and could not move forward or backward. It could only float in the air, struggling constantly.
"How dare you be so presumptuous." Duan Qingming walked forward and stretched out his hand to take it by force.
Someone shouted softly, and Gu Pinglin frowned. Li Moqing immediately made a sword gesture upon seeing this. The Heavenly Sword was summoned, broke free from its restraints and flew back to Li Moqing.
Li Moqing comforted Tianjian and looked at Duan Qingming: "It just didn't accept the fact that it was rejected by the Pavilion Master. Why should the Pavilion Master care about it and humiliate it like this?"
"At that time?" Duan Qingming seemed to understand something. He looked at the Heavenly Sword and laughed, "Oh, it happened again. I'm really sorry. I'm happy for you to avoid death." He asked Li Moqing again, "What is the name of this sword?"
Li Moqing said lovingly: "The Heavenly Sword is extraordinary. I am ashamed that I am not qualified to name it, so I have no name."
Duan Qingming sighed: "What a pity."
Li Moqing was puzzled: "Why did Pavilion Master say that?"
Duan Qingming said: "No wonder it dares to act on its own and overestimates its own capabilities. You are a sword cultivator, but you regard a mere sword as more important than yourself. The master and servant positions are reversed, and you are destined to not be able to fully control it."
Li Moqing disagreed: "The sword is a lifelong friend of a sword cultivator, how can it be treated as a heartless thing?"
Duan Qingming said: "No matter how good a sword is, it is controlled by people. Without people, it is useless scrap metal. It is the only one who is not worthy of me, not me who is not worthy of it. You give in like this, so it becomes arrogant and rude. I guess you still cannot control it as you wish."
Li Moqing insisted: "Then I'll just let it go."
Duan Qingming did not comment: "Is this the Yinlan Sword Art? Well, I didn't come here to discuss swordsmanship today." He turned sideways to look at the maid next to him and said with a smile: "Master, trouble is coming."
The maid remained stiff, her tongue trembling, "Master Gu."
Gu Pinglin then stepped forward and said, "Nice to meet you, Master Lu." He paused, then suddenly smiled and said, "Or maybe I should call you Master Lu, the tongue-twisting man."
"I haven't seen you for many years, but I still remember the sword art of Sect Leader Gu." Master Lu didn't seem angry when his identity was exposed. "You already knew that my target was Lingxin Sect."
"Yes," Gu Pinglin said, "You arranged the combat forces to go to Xuanming Sect and Baitou Mountain, which was actually a feint to the east and attack in the west. I guess Baitou Mountain was not your target either, but the occupied Xinjian Sect."
Master Lu was silent.
"I almost got fooled," Gu Pinglin said, "I have to thank Pavilion Master Duan for this."
The elder of the Withered Blood Sect was furious and pointed at Duan Qingming: "Sword King Pavilion is indeed unreliable. I knew that you two were brothers and sisters, and you would definitely collude secretly!"
Everyone looked at Duan Qingming.
Duan Qingming smiled but said nothing.
"Don't doubt your friend because of a sentence, Master Wen," Master Lu said with a smile, "Master Gu is very eloquent, but it's all in vain. You can't stop him."
The sky above was dark and the sun's shadow had completely disappeared, as if the vast night had fallen, the earth's yang energy was exhausted, and the yin energy was extremely strong.
Suddenly, a ray of light appeared!
Yin gives birth to yang!
The array talisman flickered, and the Soul Locking Array began to operate. Wind and clouds surged in the sky, and the power of the array attracted the Yang energy to gather, condensing into a tangible golden gas column that was about to flow back into the earth veins!
Gu Pinglin heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing this, and called back Gu Yingjian: "Very good, now is the time!"
Old Wen sneered: "I was negligent before, so I let you..."
Before he could finish his words, a strong light flashed and more than a dozen figures appeared!
The people who came quickly dispersed and divided into three groups. On one side were seven people, the leader was wearing a white Bagua robe, a Chunyang scarf on his head, with a white face and a beard. He was the Palace Master of Feijian Palace, Yu Wuxue. On the other side were only four people, wearing brocade clothes, and the leader was Qi Zhen, the patriarch of the Qi family. As for the seven people who were farthest away, they were all disabled cultivators, some missing an eye or lame, with gloomy expressions and scary faces. The old and sick Taoist was sitting on a recliner carried by two disciples, holding a cane in his hand.
"Teleportation array!" Old Wen was surprised.
Gu Pinglin laughed twice: "This place is the location of the spiritual vein and spiritual eye, suitable for setting up a teleportation array. What you can think of, how could I, Gu Pinglin, not think of it?"
Wen Lao was choked.
No wonder, this kind of teleportation formation can only be set up near the Spirit Eye. As the head of the Lingxin Sect, it is easier for Gu Pinglin to arrange it in advance.
The people of Feijian Palace have always been arrogant. The palace master Yu Wuxue didn't say much. He pointed his sword at Master Lu and said, "I heard that you are practicing the secret art of ghosts, so Feijian Palace has come to learn from you." Back then, Master Lu practiced to his death in the territory of Feijian Palace, and then successfully escaped from Taixue Village, causing Feijian Palace to lose face. Yu Wuxue came here to regain his face.
Because of Yang Zhao's incident, Feijian Palace suffered a great blow, but the First Sword Cultivator Sect has a strong foundation. Except for Yu Wuxue, the other six are all elders and Taoist governors in the sect, and they are indeed top-notch combat forces. Duan Pin's face became worse and worse when he saw this, and he looked at Qi Zhen: "Old Qi..."
"This is about Wan'er. I have no choice. Please forgive me, Master Duan." Qi Zhen didn't want to say more to him. He bowed to Gu Pinglin, and then according to the agreement, he took three Qi cultivators and rushed straight to the group of Wen Lao in the south.
The arrival of the three forces was obviously beyond Master Lu's expectations. Seeing the battle over there, Master Lu turned to Duan Qingming and said, "The Lingxin Sect has contacted them, but the Jianwang Pavilion has not received any news."
Duan Qingming said nothing.
Obviously, Gu Pinglin was hiding his true intentions and contacted various sects to deal with the surveillance of the Sword King Pavilion, but he actually used other means to contact the three sects. Master Lu did not suspect Duan Qingming, not only the Sword King Pavilion, but also the Wanfa Sect did not discover it. He put aside his doubts for the time being and looked at the old and sick master: "Does the Tiancan Sect want to go against me?"
The old sick master waved his hands feebly, "I don't like to meddle in other people's business, and I don't believe in the solitary Yin land, but I heard that Master Lu took in my two stubborn disciples. Alas, I had no choice but to drag this broken body to beg for help." He raised his head with difficulty and smiled at the man to the west, "Long time no see, ahem... Brother Yan."
There was only one man in black guarding the west, with a veil on his head, so his face could not be seen. At this time, Lao Bing revealed his identity. He cursed in a low voice and pulled off the veil. It turned out to be the sword demon Yan Sen. Yan Sen simply said to Master Lu: "Give the apprentice back to him." After that, he said to Master Lao Bing: "Lian Yu, I don't want to be your enemy, take your people and leave quickly."
Master Lu said nothing. Tiancan Sect kept their promise. Now that Gu Pinglin had asked them to leave, they would never withdraw.
The old and sick master laughed twice: "At your age, you are not as smart as Master Lu. Let's do it!"
He pressed his cane, and a broken sword without a tip flew out of it. At the same time, he disappeared from the recliner and slashed at Yan Sen with his sword. His sword was not as weak as a human's, and his moves were vicious and ruthless, not inferior to the soul sword style at all. Six disabled cultivators opened a sword formation to cooperate, and the sword demon Yan Sen was also a little afraid and avoided with his soul sword.
Seeing Yan Sen in trouble, the two masked men behind Master Lu drew their swords to help.
"My dear disciples, you are really here, haha!" The old and sick master was delighted and stopped for a moment, with the half of his body that had lost his legs hanging on the crutch.
The two masked men simply took off their scarves, and they were Zhou Yi and Jun Muzhi. Zhou Yi didn't say anything, but Jun Muzhi said fiercely: "I respect you as my master, but you don't give me a way out. You want to refine the sword energy I extracted, how can I just sit there and wait for death!"
Gu Pinglin was a little surprised. The last time they met, Jun Muzhi was only at the outer elixir stage. Who would have thought that just over a year later, he had actually formed an inner elixir. It seemed that he was working hard enough to stay alive.
"Alas, your master raised you, why don't you help me?" The old and sick immortal laughed while panting. Immediately, two disabled cultivators came over to deal with Jun Muzhi and the other two.
"Enough of that nonsense," Yu Wuxue was getting impatient and pointed to three Feijian Palace cultivators, "I'll meet Lu Zhiren for a while, you go and break the formation talisman, and the rest of you will support Master Li from the side." After saying that, he flew towards Master Lu on his flying sword.
Li Moqing nodded to Gu Pinglin, and attacked the Duan clan in the north with three other Feijian Palace cultivators. The Duan clan's Moshu swordsmanship was not weak, but the Yinlan swordsmanship and Feijian Palace swordsmanship were both at the top of the sword path, and the Duan clan immediately felt exhausted.
Seeing that the Duan family was at a disadvantage, Duan Qingming said, "Master Feng Jian, go help them."
"Okay." Cheng Yi agreed, and suddenly disappeared from his original place. He appeared in the battle in the north without anyone noticing. An elder of the Feijian Palace almost suffered a great loss. Fortunately, Gu Pinglin summoned Gu Yingjian in time to block the attack for him.
The remaining two people stood opposite each other.
Gu Pinglin remained silent, his black robe trembling in the fighting spirit, and the Gu Ying sword flashed with purple light.
Duan Qingming took a few slow steps, raised his hand, and the Mingfeng Sword appeared from mid-air. It circled, fell straight down, and pierced the ground. Sword energy burst out, causing dust to spread and fly like ripples.
"It seems you have already guessed that I am the one in charge of the formation."