The girl holding the wooden sword stood like a pine tree, her eyes following the sword towards Xie Mi'an in the corner.
Everyone else looked shocked, then stood in awe.
She did not even pick a disciple from a small sect, nor did she take advantage of the injuries of the other three to add insult to injury. Instead, she directly challenged Xie Mi'an!
Who is Xie Mi'an? You should know that in this sword-fighting meeting, Jiang Si is the strongest, followed by Xie Mi'an. Now that Jiang Si is injured, isn't Wen Yun just picking the hardest bone to chew
The head of the Yu family held his breath and sighed: "Everyone in the world says that sword cultivators are the most chivalrous and proud. Wen Yun's move is truly magnanimous. I dare not disrespect him!"
Qian Zhenzi stroked his beard and nodded, looking at Wen Yun with satisfaction in his eyes: "This woman did a great job by not taking advantage of others' misfortune."
The head of the Jiang family on the other side raised his sword and smiled at Wen Yun on the sword-discussing stage: "Young girl, you are very righteous. My Jiang family would like to thank you. Come to Dongzhou if you have the chance in the future!"
Everyone was looking at the girl in the center. Regardless of whether she won or lost this time, her reputation had already reached its peak. If anyone mentioned this sword contest in the future, they would definitely think of the swordsman named Wen Yun.
It’s just a pity that her opponent is Xie Mi’an.
Everyone's eyes turned to the elegant and noble young man in the white brocade robe in the distance.
Leng Yanyan carefully moved closer to Xie Mi'an and whispered, "Cousin, she was the one who harmed me in the formation, and now she dares to challenge you. How about teaching her a lesson?"
Xie Mi'an did not respond, but just stared at Wen Yun with his lips tightly pursed, not moving forward at all.
Before entering the Thousand Array Tower, he was ultimately unable to overcome his inner fear and informed Xie Xun that Wen Yun was not dead. The latter immediately prepared to kill Wen Yun.
However, Wen Yun had already entered the tower, and they had not been able to meet him in the tower. When he came out, Wen Yun had become the focus of everyone, and Xie Xun could no longer act easily.
So Xie Xun issued a death order to the nine secret guards of the Xie family, that if they could pick Wen Yun, they must kill her on the sword-fighting arena.
Unexpectedly, before the Xie family found an opportunity to take action, Wen Yun actually took the initiative to stand up!
Seeing that Wen Yun had chosen him, Xie Mi'an covered his lips and coughed, but Xie Shi behind him seemed to be unaware of it and stood there motionless.
After a while, another man in a black robe stood up from behind Xie Mi'an and said in a stiff tone, "Friend Wen, my young master just broke through the formation and got internal injuries. Let me, Xie Shiyi, meet you first."
As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for Wen Yun's consent, he rushed forward with two daggers in hand. With the blessing of strange spiritual power, his figure gradually disappeared, and finally disappeared completely from everyone's sight.
"This concealment technique is powerful. It seems that the Xie family has found some amazing newcomers."
An excellent assassin, he was also very good at controlling the fluctuations of his spiritual energy, but unfortunately he met her who had strong mental power.
Wen Yun praised softly, then jumped back to avoid the fatal backstab, and swung the cedar wood wand in his hand at the same time -
"Ice Sealing Technique."
Xie Shiyi, who had been nowhere to be found, suddenly appeared from the air, froze into a lump of ice and fell to the ground, his hand still in the motion of stabbing with a dagger.
Wen Yun ignored the exclamations such as "Sword Intent Takes Shape" coming from afar, nor did he look at the man who had lost his combat ability on the ground. He just looked coldly at Xie Mi'an.
She asked again: "Xie Mi'an, do you dare to fight?"
The moment his name was called, Xie Mi'an felt as if he was being stared at by the cold eyes of a wild beast, and he felt cold all over.
He swallowed and did not move forward. Xie Twelve next to him immediately stepped forward in silence to fight for him.
"My young master is still weak, I hope you will understand. Thank you Twelve for challenging me to a fight!"
Xie Twelve was more upright than Xie Eleven just now, and did not do anything like sneak attack.
Wen Yun raised his lips and asked, "You are seriously injured all over, but you are fighting for your master who is well dressed and has neat hair. And you say he is weak? I think he is in better health than anyone else in the field. Or is it possible that a master in the Jindan stage would suffer from abdominal pain and dizziness?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the other people who had not yet become suspicious immediately looked at Xie Mi'an, and they immediately realized that something was wrong.
Just as Wen Yun said, everyone in the field was in a mess in the Thousand Formation Tower, even Wen Yun himself had disheveled hair. Only Xie Mi'an, who had been escorted all the way, was still neat and dignified.
In comparison, the “injured and weak” mentioned by Xie Shiyi and Xie Twelve seemed slightly distorted.
Xie Mi'an frowned slightly, and gradually brought his five fingers together to clasp the hilt of the sword in his hand.
Seeing her cousin being questioned by Wen Yun, Leng Yanyan was annoyed and immediately stepped forward, saying in a tender voice, "My cousin saw that you have no cultivation, and considering that we are from the same sect, he couldn't bear to embarrass you. Sister Wen, how can you slander me like this?"
This reason was barely plausible, and everyone believed it to a certain extent.
Wen Yun curled the corners of his mouth, leaped up and down, and the wooden sword in his hand raised an elegant arc and swung towards Xie Twelve in front of him.
The sword skills that had been tempered by the sword formation had already reached the pinnacle. Before Xie Twelve could respond, the tip of the sword had already touched his forehead.
"You lose, get out."
Wen Yun challenged Xie Mi'an to fight again, and Xie Mi'an avoided him again.
Wen Yun killed Xie Shisan and then called on Xie Mi'an, but the latter still did not respond.
After several times, Wen Yun looked expressionlessly at Xie Mi'an, who was still acting like a coward. At this moment, only Xie Shi was left behind him.
She put the wooden sword on her shoulder, and the coldness between her eyebrows gradually turned into wanton indulgence—
"Xie Mi'an, do you dare to fight me?"
Xie Mi'an still stood there motionless, and the people watching also realized that something was wrong. This didn't seem like fellow disciples giving in as Leng Yanyan said, but more like... not daring to fight
Wen Yun glanced at him coldly, his chin slightly raised: "Isn't the young master of the Xie family a world-famous sword genius? Why doesn't he dare to fight with a mortal like me who has no cultivation?"
"During the Qingliu Sword Sect's inner sect competition, Young Master Xie didn't draw his sword, and now he hasn't drawn his sword in the sword competition either. How come you, the Xie family's genius, want to enter the Xuantian Secret Realm without fighting? I really feel sorry for fellow Taoists from all sects and schools."
Wen Yun was beautiful and young, and she looked like an immortal when she held the sword. These sarcastic words coming out of her mouth really sounded like the doubts blurted out by a naive girl, and immediately made everyone stand on her side.
Someone shouted boldly: "Xie Xiaogong, the sword contest is just a competition. The other girl has invited you to compete again and again, and you are cowering there. What's the point of that?"
At this time, Qian Lishen gradually regained consciousness. After listening to the story told by the disciples of Fubuki Island, he smiled with a pale face.
"Xie Mi'an, are you scared? Well, if you are scared, don't come to the sword arena to embarrass yourself. Look at me, my little ancestor. Although my legs are broken and my life is almost gone, I am still lying on the stage with dignity. If someone dares to call my name, I will still fight."
After saying this, Xie Xun glared at Qian Lishen hatefully.
This guy is so mean!
However, Qian Zhenzi had no intention of scolding his grandson, so Qian Lishen's words led the public opinion in the whole venue. Now countless people were whispering, saying that the genius of the Xie family was nothing special and was just an embroidered pillow and so on.
The person he originally arranged to kill Wen Yun was Xie Shi. At that time, the golden cores of Wen Yun and those people before her were all removed, and in the end, only Xie Shi escaped by chance.
In order to protect Xie Mi'an at the sword-fighting meeting, the Xie family used the clan's secret medicine to forcibly raise Xie Shi's cultivation from the early stage of Jindan to the middle stage of Yuanying.
This medicine is of course extremely mysterious, but no one knows that it uses the host's lifespan as a sacrifice in exchange for cultivation. Xie Shi, who seems to be very powerful, now only has three years to live, so it is just right to use his life to exchange for Wen Yun's.
Xie Xun was annoyed by the rumors around him, and raised his voice to Xie Mi'an, "Mi'an, stop being so sympathetic, and go ahead!"
He watched with his own eyes as Wen Yun's golden elixir was dug out. A useless person with no cultivation, no matter how powerful his swordsmanship was, could never defeat Xie Shi, a Yuanying stage master!
That's right, Xie Xun had already explained that if Xie Mi'an encountered a strong enemy, Xie Shi would kill the opponent when the two of them fought! The person who violated the rules and lost the qualification was Xie Shi, who was "eager to protect his master", not Xie Mi'an!
In order to protect Xie Mi'an and the Xie family's reputation, Xie Xun has made painstaking arrangements.
Xie Mi'an hesitated for a moment, and his brother below him shouted anxiously: "Mi'an, don't hold back just because the other party is from the same sect!"
His eyelids twitched, and he lowered his eyes to glance at Xie Shi who was carefully protecting him, then he tightly gripped the sword in his hand and took a heavy step forward.
With every step he took closer, the calm expression on Wen Yun's face became clearer and clearer, burning his eyes.
Xie Mi'an finally walked to the center of the sword arena, raised his sword and said in a hoarse voice: "Junior Sister Wen, Mi'an... accepts the challenge."
As soon as he finished speaking, amid the exclamations of the crowd, Wen Yun leaped up and slashed at Xie Mi'an with the wooden sword in his hand as fast as thunder and lightning.
This move, which had no spiritual energy and did not use any sword intent, was so easy to knock the genius of the Xie family to the ground!
"Huh? How come Fellow Daoist Xie couldn't even block this move?" Jiang Si asked in surprise.
It's about not being able to block it, not about not blocking it.
Those present were all the most outstanding young cultivators of the righteous path, so naturally they would not be wrong. Anyone could tell that Xie Mi'an failed to block Wen Yun's mediocre sword!
Xie Xun was shocked and stared at Xie Shi who was like a wooden man. The latter lowered his eyes and did not move at all. He did not have the slightest intention of killing Wen Yun as planned.
At this moment, Xie Mi'an flew backwards to the ground in a mess. He struggled to pick up the sword, but Wen Yun had already flown over and struck the back of his hand with another accurate sword.
“Bang—”
The sword inlaid with precious gems was knocked to the far side.
Wen Yun's face was stern, and he asked in a cold voice: "Xie Mi'an, aren't you a sword genius who formed a golden elixir at the age of twenty? Why can't you even hold the sword steadily? You are even worse than a waste whose golden elixir was stolen by someone else!"
"Who is the waste between you and me?"
The girl's clear and sharp rebuke was like thunder in his ears, causing Xie Mi'an to regain his composure.
waste
He is not, he is not!
He is the pride of the Xie family, a sword genius that appears once in a thousand years in the righteous path, and he is the only one in the world who can condense this flawless golden elixir. He is not the good-for-nothing who cannot even hold a sword, nor is he the good-for-nothing who can only hide in his room and dare not show himself to others when guests come to visit!
Thanks Ten…
Yes, thanks ten!
He finally remembered that he still had a savior. He gritted his teeth and looked back. He was about to hint to Xie Shi to take action, but when their eyes met, Xie Shi avoided his sight.
Xie Mi'an felt a sudden chill in his heart, as if he had fallen into an icy cave.
At this moment, he knew that he was on the verge of life and death, so he had to use his hands and feet to climb up and crawl towards the edge of the sword arena, shouting: "Brother, save me!"
However, Wen Yun's figure suddenly turned into a gust of wind, and he raised his sword again without mercy, chopping him to the ground.
The girl's clear voice resounded through the clouds—
"Xie Mi'an, everyone in the Xie family is of the wood element, why are you a metal golden elixir!"
"You stole this golden elixir. You may have fooled everyone in the world, but can you fool yourself?"
Stealing the golden elixir!
What is going on
The people below were so shocked that they dared not say anything. Only countless surprised and doubtful eyes fell on Xie Mi'an.
No one had ever heard of the reputation of the young master of the Xie family before, but a year ago he suddenly became famous and became a legend. However, no one has seen his strength so far. Before, he was regarded as mysterious and low-key. Now it seems that this so-called sword genius has been trampled under the feet of that girl like a dead dog!
The Xie family is good at medicine. Could it be that they have the means to take away other people's golden elixir? This 20-year-old genius of the Xie family who formed the golden elixir is a thief!
Qian Lishen's eyes flashed, and he joined in the fun without thinking it was too much trouble: "Stealing the golden elixir? If the Xie family can split other people's golden elixirs for their own use, then isn't that much different from the devil cultivators?"
Wen Yun raised his lips and smiled, then raised his left hand and threw something into Qian Lishen's arms.
"Qian Lishen, this is a sound-recording array that I created. I like you, so I'm giving it to you!"
Qian Lishen said these words of contempt, but his face showed an expression of surprise that he could not hide. Then he could not wait to open the rolled paper.
In an instant, a holy light flowed out, and then a familiar and gentle male voice was heard. Anyone could recognize that it was Xie Mi'an's voice!
"Xiaojiu..."
"Since you have heard it, I shouldn't continue to hide it."
"They said that since the Xie family saved your life, it wouldn't be too much to lend you a golden elixir. I can't go against my parents' wishes..."
After hearing this, the crowd was already in an uproar!
If this sound-recording array is real, doesn't it prove that Xie Mi'an's title of genius was stolen? And the victim is Wen Yun!
Qian Lishen was amazed. With his talent, he could naturally see that this formation was indeed ingenious and not fake.
"This sound recording array is real!"
The geniuses from small sects said in a low voice with chills on their faces: "If this is true, then wouldn't we small sects be like pigs and dogs, letting the Xie family choose our golden elixirs?"
"How could there be such a bizarre thing in the world? I would not have dared to believe it in the past, but Xie Mi'an's strength is not even as good as mine at the Foundation Establishment Stage..."
"Shame on the Xie family..."
"Xie Mi'an is a waste..."
The noisy discussions continued to fall like a sudden rain. Xie Xun felt his heart burning. He wanted to fly into the sword-discussing arena, but was stopped by the head of the Wan family.
Xie Xun swung his sword at him: "Get out of here!"
Wan Dabao, who was one realm higher than him, easily restrained him. He smiled with his big belly bulging and said, "Hey, fellow Daoist Xie, this is a fight between the younger generation on the sword arena. How can you and I interfere?"
His tone remained kind, but his body showed no sign of giving in.
When Xie Xun took a look, he saw that the other family heads were all staring at him as if they were laughing at a joke, and they had no intention of helping him at all.
hateful!
They were all waiting for the Xie family to lose face, bullying the Xie family's elder who was undergoing tribulation and would soon lose his support. I'm afraid they can't wait to wipe the Xie family out of the four surnames!
Xie Xun struggled to go to the rescue, but Wan Dabao stood firm and blocked him and the other members of the Xie family like a mountain.
Qian Zhenzi frowned as if he was doubtful, but Wan Dabao did not give in and kept smiling.
"This is the rule of the Sword Discussion Meeting, thank you, fellow Daoist. The rules cannot be broken."
Xie Xun watched helplessly as his younger brother was trampled and humiliated by Wen Yun. His eyes were bloodshot and his heart was bleeding.
Roaring: "Xie Jiu, if you dare to hurt Mi An, I will make sure you die miserably!"
Wen Yun tilted her head slightly, and the rising sunlight fell on her extremely beautiful profile, but it failed to melt the coldness between her brows in the slightest.
"Xie Jiu is dead, what can you do to her?"
Her back was as straight as a green bamboo or pine tree, and the wooden sword in her hand was against Xie Mi'an's chest. Her moon-white shirt fluttered in the wind, and her skirt fluttered as if she was stepping on flowing clouds.
At this moment, Wen Yun was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath. No one dared to look at him directly, and no one dared to attack him!
She actually wanted to take back her golden elixir in front of the whole world!
Xie Mi'an knew that no one could save him, so he looked pleadingly and held the wooden sword tightly. His ten fingers turned blue from squeezing too hard.
"Xiao Jiu... No, Wen Yun, Junior Sister Wen, I know I was wrong."
His handsome face was full of tears, and the bright red teardrop mole on his face made him look even more pitiful.
"Please forgive me once, I didn't mean it, I am willing to spend the rest of my life to make up for it..."
"What a pity." Wen Yun interrupted him.
The girl's eyes were calm, with no sadness or joy, and she stabbed the man on the ground with her sword.
"You have no life left."
The moment the wooden sword pierced into the flesh, there was a slight blockage, which was then wetted by the hot red liquid, and then it flowed smoothly after applying force.
Wen Yun moved without any hesitation and cut directly from the heart to the dantian.
Xie Mi'an, under the sword, screamed in pain, twisted and struggled on the ground, no longer showing any of the noble demeanor of a genius from an aristocratic family.
"Thank you Jiu!"
"Brother! Kill her!"
"Kill her..."
Xie Mi'an's voice was almost broken by the end, and blood gushed out. He lay on the ground, staring at Wen Yun. Although he was not dead yet, his spirit began to gradually fade.
In a trance, Wen Yun suddenly felt his eyes dry.
The morning light enveloped her eyes, and it seemed as if a very light mist was rising from her body. She vaguely saw a girl carrying a sword, bowing slightly to her in thanks, and then she completely disappeared from this world like frost and snow.
No matter how slow justice is, we must still seek it.
Wen Yun pulled out the wooden sword, and the man under her feet trembled violently. Warm blood splashed on the corner of her skirt, staining the delicate flowing cloud embroidery red.
Wen Yun...
I got your stuff back for you!
Amid the exclamations of the crowd, she swung her sword and—
Amidst the blood and flesh, a golden elixir shining with dazzling brilliance was cut out.
At the same time, another powerful aura emanated from the golden elixir.
That is…
Jade baby fragments!
"Looking for my brother!"
Xie Xun roared in grief, tears streaming down his face, and he swung his sword wildly like a madman.
The moment the golden elixir was obtained, Wen Yun was about to flee, but suddenly she felt several powerful pressures coming towards her. The all-round pressure was so terrifying that she could not move at all, and even the bloody fire fir wood sword in her hand fell to the ground!
The sword-fighting arena, which was originally closed to contestants, suddenly opened, and all the old monsters in the Tribulation Crossing stage present rushed towards her with red eyes.
The head of the Yu family said sternly: "The Xie family broke the rules. This white jade is now ownerless!"
Yes, it was agreed that the existence of the white jade must not be known to future generations. The Xie family broke the rule and used the white jade to help Xie Mi'an fuse the golden elixir. Now this thing no longer belongs to the Xie family!
They must fight!
That is the jade infant of a powerful being who is half a step away from ascending to heaven, which contains the mysterious power of the heavenly way in the upper realm!
One piece of white jade can allow them to break through from the Spiritualization Stage to the Tribulation Stage, so what if they have two pieces? If they get two pieces, wouldn’t they be able to take all the white jades of others? Then they don’t have to worry about their waning lifespans. With the white jade in hand, why worry about not being able to ascend to heaven in broad daylight and rush to the Great Dao!
The path to ascension has long been uncut in this world, but their lifespans are drawing to a close and they don't have much time left.
They don't want to wait for death like the old ancestor of the Jiang family, only Bai Yu can save them.
This is their only way to survive!
Qian Zhenzi's eyes were also red. He threw out countless talismans to prevent others from approaching, and hurriedly said to Wen Yun: "Wen Yun, give me the white jade quickly!"
The Jiang family patriarch swung his sword at Qian Zhenzi and said, "Get lost! I want this piece of white jade!"
"Jiang Aotian, this thing appeared on my Chuixue Island, it should belong to me!"
"Qian Zhenzi, you have already taken the white jade that my Yu family obtained from the previous formation. You have no right to take this one!"
The dignified and upright person in power, the unattainable master of the Tribulation Realm, was fighting for his life in front of a group of juniors like a bandit.
The shock of Wen Yun splitting the elixir just now had not yet dissipated, and then there was this ridiculous and terrifying scene.
The young people who looked up to them as gods and revered them as immortals stared at this scene in amazement. Although they did not understand what the white jade they were fighting for so desperately was, the gods emitting golden light in their hearts had already developed countless cracks and became ugly.
Wan Dabao was also shocked: "So you actually used that person's jade infant fragment on Xie Mi'an, no wonder he was able to fuse Wen Yun's golden elixir!"
Seeing those powerful men who were undergoing tribulation trying to grab Wen Yun, he was too busy to take care of them and gave Xie a chance to fly away.
Various magical weapons and sharp blades rushed towards Wen Yun. They only wanted Bai Yu, and no one cared whether she was dead or alive.
Wen Yun's body was still at a low level of cultivation, and he had no way of avoiding the full-strength attacks from these peak realm masters.
"Junior Sister Wen!"
"Junior Sister Wen, run away!"
"How dare you, old thief!"
The sword practitioners of Qingliu Sword Sect drew their swords. Qian Zhenzi snorted coldly and waved his hand easily, knocking them far away.
Shen Xinghai still wanted to struggle, but was crushed to the ground by absolute strength. He could only watch with tears in his eyes as they killed Wen Yun.
"Junior Sister Wen!"
At this moment, a figure in white suddenly appeared in the morning light. No one could see his face clearly in the backlight, but the others felt inexplicably frightened.
He was as cold as ice, holding a wooden sword similar to hers in his hand, and with a swing and a cut, he actually forced back three powerful men at the peak of the tribulation realm.
However, his jade infant was not complete, and his strength had not yet recovered, so it was quite a stretch for him to fight three alone.
Ye Shubai didn't even turn his head.
"You go!"
However, before Wen Yun could break free from the restraints of the three men, a flying sword suddenly appeared.
Xie Xun's eyes were red, he held the sword in both hands, and stabbed Wen Yun's heart fiercely!
"Bitch pay with your life!"
There was a sharp pain, followed by waves of dizziness.
"Wen Yun!"
Ye Shubai also felt a sharp pain in his chest, but he endured it and flew towards her, repelling Xie Xun with one sword.
At this moment, the three Tribulation Crossing experts behind him rushed towards the two of them again to kill them.
Wen Yun gritted his teeth and endured the pain, stretched out his hand towards him, and at the same time crushed the scroll prepared for today with his other hand!
When his hands were clasped together, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from Wen Yun's body, and all the spiritual power and magical elements between heaven and earth rushed towards him.
The laws of space seemed to be forcibly twisted by the gods—
"No... Gone?"
Everyone looked at the empty space.
The two people disappeared out of thin air right before their eyes.