boom!
Lu Bei stomped his feet hard, and his energy burst out, leaving a flickering afterimage on the spot.
The black magic knife condensed a dark cold light, and with a violent airflow in parallel, it chopped down at Zhu Qilan's head.
Here it comes.
Lu Bei's speed was too amazing for Zhu Qilan to catch with the naked eye. He had to rely on his perception to judge his movements. He sensed the murderous intent coming towards him, and instead of retreating, his slender body moved forward, tearing through the stunning figure with his snow-white straight knife, and went straight towards the black light.
The black and white lights intersected and instantly fixed on one spot.
The rolling sound waves counteracted each other, the violent force surged endlessly, the air was shaking visible to the naked eye, the surrounding ground exploded and cracked, and dust rose from the ground.
The black and white swords collided with each other, and Lu Bei looked into the cold eyes under the ghost mask, and the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly surged.
He raised his left arm into a fist, clenched his five fingers together and squeezed the air to burst his ears.
The skill 'Charm' is activated;
The skill 'Sword Body' is activated;
The skill 'Dark Tide' is activated;
The skill 'Innate Qi' is activated;
Skill 'Immortal Sword Intent·Remnant'...
The fist chopped down with great power.
The scorching white was blinding and terrifying, the air hissed and split, and the scorching air waves whistled and spread to both sides, as if the space became materialized at this moment, and then was pierced through by the powerful force.
At the same time, Lu Bei almost threw a punch.
Zhu Qilan's eyes darkened, his heart stopped suddenly, and he used a secret method to ignite a frenzy of magic power, and his whole body became cold to the freezing point.
A palm was raised from the chest, with five slender white fingers spread out, and the palm power was surging. The extremely cold light that froze everything condensed into one point. As his palm pushed, the space dozens of feet in front of him solidified and froze, and the five glowing fingers pressed towards Lu Bei.
Die! x2
Time slowed down, the fist split through the layers of frozen space, and collided with the slowly approaching slender palm in mid-air.
In a trance, Lu Bei felt as if he was falling into an ice cave. There seemed to be nothing in front of his hand. The emptiness left him with nowhere to vent. Before he could react, an overwhelming force exploded in an instant.
Boom! !
The sound of Huang Zhong and Da Lu rang in Lu Bei's ears, and his body trembled. Even his sword body, which was so strong, could not bear it at this moment. The blood in his chest was churning, and his breath could not help but dissipate.
The ground formed an arc, sonic waves and air currents roared, and countless gravel shells exploded in all directions.
The white beam of light spread straight in the four directions of southeast, northwest, and northeast, spreading all the way. The existing ice crystals instantly froze the vitality, and then the sword energy ran wild, tearing the visible and invisible.
The sound of air waves continued like a series of cannonballs, violent winds roared through, sweeping across the nearby streets like a hurricane, wind walls roared down, buildings and pavilions collapsed in rows, and screams and wails rang out one after another.
"Cough! Cough cough—"
A violent gust of air burst out, and Lu Bei flew backwards. He kept coughing up blood mixed with ice in mid-air. His limbs were attacked by the cold air, and he was unable to move for a while.
He couldn't hide the shock in his eyes. It was outrageous that he was not killed by a mere Great Perfection of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, which was only one realm higher than him. He could actually hurt him in return...
Incredible, simply unbelievable!
boom!
Zhu Qilan smashed into the ground like a stone skipping on water, rising and falling continuously for several times. The violent sword energy in his body mixed with terrifying power, tearing the tendons and veins, messing up the flesh and blood, and exploding a puff of blood mist outside the body.
She hit a huge rock and her entire slender body was embedded in it. Her ears were buzzing and her mind was blank.
Unable to suppress the blood rushing up his throat, he coughed out several times, staining half of the ghost mask red.
In such a small area of three states, there is such a powerful demon cultivator. He concealed his breath and disguised his identity. His sword intention and body were so strong. He used the secret method of the palace to bless his magic power and body. Even a master of the refining realm would find it difficult to withstand it. Not only was he broken by one blow, but the remaining power almost cut off my heart meridian...
Zhu Qilan was terrified after escaping a near-death experience. He practiced his skills to speed up his recovery. While trying to guess Lu Bei's true level of cultivation, he was annoyed that he had overlooked such an important variable.
Don't let him go! x2
The black and white beams of light rose again, and Lu Bei's black hair fluttered. He flew in front of Zhu Qilan and stabbed his heart with the black magic knife.
Zhu Qilan let out a low roar, and the ghost mask broke apart. His peak-like brows formed a frost, and the long sword in his hand went straight forward.
Boom—
…
In a mountain pavilion far away from the trade conference, five demon cultivators in the Spirit Transformation Realm each occupied a corner of the round table, and no one spoke for a long while.
"My fellow old friends, we are all acquaintances who know each other well. If outsiders see us being so indifferent and ignoring each other, wouldn't it just be a laughing stock?" The Blood-Clothed Old Demon said with a chuckle. He was one of the leaders of this Demon Cultivator Trading Conference.
"The old ghost in red is right. There are no outsiders here, and it's rare for us brothers to get together. It's better to do it today than to wait for another day. We should go to the back mountain to practice." The Taoist with zombie face sharpened his nails with his fangs, and his scarlet eyes swept around, looking at this and that, as if he was determining the location of the blood food tonight.
"Humph, I'm sparring with you, and you get my blood, so I can increase your magic power?"
In a corner of the round table, a pitch-black coffin was neatly placed, and the sound of ghosts was eerie and strange, making it difficult to tell whether it was a man or a woman.
"I can have a drink of hot wine with you..."
The Taoist with zombie face said with disdain: "Your skeleton will fall apart at any time. You can't squeeze out a drop of oil or water. If you want to compete with me, you are no match for me as of eighty years ago."
"Let's not waste any more time talking. You three don't need to act anymore. This trade conference is led by you three. Just tell me why you called me and my brother here?"
The last two demon cultivators, although they looked identical, were easy to distinguish because one had black clothes and a white face and was smiling, while the other had a black face and white clothes and was angry.
Hearing this, the three leading demon cultivators looked at each other, and the old demon in blood-stained robes spoke up, "Black Evil Lord, White Evil Lord, you two started your lives in the Far West. Unlike us, you have been wandering in Wu Zhou for many years, lonely and helpless for half your lives..."
"Just say it frankly. If you want to know about the situation in the Far West, I have no problem telling you." The dark-faced Bai Xiejun interrupted.
"Okay, that's great!"
The old demon in blood-stained clothes simply said, "Recently, the Huangji Sect has gone crazy for some reason, and has been surrounding and killing fellow demon cultivators like me. My old friend Longquan's whereabouts were revealed, and he died unexpectedly in Ningzhou. Whenever I think of his sad story, I, as his elder brother, cry bitterly."
"Tell me directly, do you want to surround and kill the chief steward of the Huangji Sect... or the chief commander?" Bai Xiejun asked.
"Why would I surround and kill them? I just feel bad for Longquan's blood bead. It's a pity that it didn't fall into my hands. I don't plan to help him get revenge."
The Blood-Cloaked Old Demon smiled and waved his hands, then changed the subject and said gloomily, "Two evil lords, Wu Zhou is a place of trouble. The Huangji Sect has no intention of leaving us a way out. The three of us have discussed and are planning to go to the Far West to try our luck. I would like to invite you two to come with us. What do you think?"
Bai Xiejun was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Hei Xiejun. After a moment, he laughed out loud, with no concealment of his ridicule, which made the three demons all feel annoyed.
"Hahaha-"
Lord Bai Xie put his fingers together to form a sword, pointing at the three Blood-robed Demons and said, "With the little skills you three have, you dare to set foot in the Far West. You are just frogs in a well and don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is!"
"Bai Xiejun, I respect you two brothers, not because I'm afraid of you, don't push your luck!"
"No, no, I don't dare."
Bai Xiejun laughed non-stop and was out of breath for a long time. Tears came out of his eyes from laughing. He turned his back to Hei Xiejun, who had never spoken, and pointed at his back.
Bang!
After a heavy punch landed, Bai Xiejun spat out a mouthful of blood and finally stopped smiling.
The Taoist with a zombie face shrugged his nose and looked at the blood smeared on the wall. He wanted to go over and lick it, but he was worried about losing face.
My mind was distracted for a moment, and although I was still at the table, my mind had already left.
"To be honest, my two brothers are not afraid of being laughed at by you."
Bai Xiejun crossed his legs and said proudly, "My brother and I have been in the Wu Zhou Dynasty for many years and have done many earth-shaking things, but the thing we are most proud of in our lives happened in the Far West."
"I'd like to hear more about it."
"Escaped from the Far West alive."
"…" x2
"What does this mean?" the coffin lid shook.
"What's the point of living? Just don't die!"
Thinking of the stupid words that the Blood-Clothed Old Demon had just said, Bai Xiejun couldn't help but raise his lips. He tried to hold back, but couldn't help laughing out loud. "You think it's getting harder and harder to survive in Wu Zhou, and you're dreaming of going to the Far West to bully others. This is really... It's hard to put it into words. I can only say that Wu Zhou is very peaceful, and my brothers and I live a very comfortable life in Wu Zhou. We will never set foot in the Far West in our next life, not even a single step."
"Is it really that difficult..."
“It’s harder than you think.”
"Hahaha-"
At this time, the Black Evil Lord laughed loudly and said dryly: "With the little skills of the three of you, you dare to set foot in the Far West. You are just a frog in the well and don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is!"
The few people were not surprised, but the old demon in bloody clothes still didn't believe it. He gave the dazed Taoist with zombie face a look, but when he saw that he didn't respond, he had no choice but to put the coffin lid on...
He retracted his gaze, secretly cursed the two losers, and said in a deep voice: "In this case, why don't we form an alliance to fight against the Huangji Sect's siege..."
Boom!!!
The earth-shattering roar was far away in the sky but close to his ears. The old demon in blood-stained clothes slammed the table and looked towards the source of the sound with angry eyes. He saw two figures fighting hard and was confused for a moment.
"This is strange. Where did this colleague come from who could be so cruel?"
"Every move is a life-and-death fight. This is a deadly feud!"
Bai Xiejun laughed and said, "Why, you three have ambushed other people, intending to force my two brothers to lead the way with knives at their disposal?"
"Humph, you have a mean mind."
The blood-stained old demon smiled coldly, and a look conveyed...
He withdrew his gaze in annoyance, and his body faded away. "Wait a moment, two evil lords. I will go and see who is causing trouble in the meeting. If it is a colleague, please come over to discuss the matter."
"Hahaha-"
In the room, Hei Xie Jun tried to hold back his laughter, but finally couldn't help it and burst into laughter again.
…
The cold air was rising to the sky, and all life force within dozens of feet around Zhu Qilan was frozen and dissipated.
She swung her knife horizontally, and with a sudden explosion in the air, her five fingers suddenly closed together, frost dragon energy wrapped around her arms, and she slapped out with one palm, hitting Lu Bei's face.
In the blast, Lu Bei smashed the ice dragon with one punch. The friction of the sword body improved, and he became more and more adapted to the bone-chilling cold. He used his hands and feet, and his speed increased by three times. He blocked the white blade with his magic knife and punched out with a heavy punch, hitting Zhu Qilan so hard that he felt short of breath and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He retreated more than ten steps.
In the distance, on the long street of shops, a group of demon cultivators watched from afar, pointing and talking, each with their own guesses.
"A couple quarreled, and then fought under the bed. Do they want to involve us?"
"couple?!"
"Yes, look at those two knives, one black and one white. They are so similar. Maybe they are tokens of love!"
"That makes sense..."
"Please stop and listen to me."
The Blood-Cloaked Demon's figure turned from virtual to real, standing in mid-air, looking down from above. His aura locked onto Lu Bei and Zhu Qilan at the same time: "You two have come from afar to attend this Demon Cultivator Trade Conference, but you didn't know..."
Oh no, his helper is here! x2
It's hard to win when you're fighting two enemies at once, kill the weaker one first! x2
Zhu Qilan raised five fingers and a bone-chilling gale whistled upwards. At the same time, Lu Bei shouted loudly and raised his fist straight into the sky.
The cold air was everywhere and the sword light was flashing.
In the blink of an eye, there was no news of the evil leader anymore.
He left in a hurry, without leaving any last words.
Lu Bei put his fist away and stood silently, Zhu Qilan leaned on his sword silently, the two looked at each other for a long time, their faces were extremely ugly.
"Who are you?"
"Xuan Yin Si."
"Huangji Sect."
"…" x2
Lu Bei coughed up a mouthful of blood after hearing this. His expression changed several times before he finally said, "Very good. It was all in plan. It was worth it that you and I pretended not to know each other and put on a good show together. We tricked the old devil into underestimating us, so that we could kill him with one strike."