Xu Shuo was directly blasted out by a fierce sword energy, leaving behind a splash of blood in the air. He endured the intense pain and roared, "Mo Family disciples, protect the formation with all your might!"
In an instant, Mo Family disciples shuttled from all directions. Among them were two at the eleventh realm, and almost all the rest were in the middle five realms. Without hesitation, they drew their swords and charged directly at Gu Yan Shu.
"Heh!"
Gu Yan Shu let out a sneer. The next moment, the sword light of the Xinglu Sword soared into the sky, and white deer pháp tướng surged across the horizon. The killing intent of the Xinglu Sword had become so heavy that it stirred the celestial phenomena. In the blink of an eye, countless Mo Family cultivators were killed.
"Shang Zhi!"
Lin Zhao struggled to rescue Shang Zhi, only to find her left arm bared to the bone, flesh evaporated. One arm was almost beyond saving, and she was on the verge of dropping a realm. In this battle, Shang Zhi had her five Demon Soul Swords shattered by Gu Yan Shu, her cultivation foundation greatly depleted. If not for her stable peak twelfth realm, she might have already fallen.
Without a second thought, Lin Zhao took out a few Jin Zizhuang coins and squeezed out tender golden spiritual energy, which dripped onto Shang Zhi's wounds. Instantly, rich spiritual energy flowed. Although it couldn't completely heal the injuries, it at least brought vitality back to the flesh vaporized by the sword energy.
"Sir..."
Shang Zhi lay in Lin Zhao's embrace, tears welling up in her eyes, "I'm so useless..."
"That's enough."
Lin Zhao frowned and looked into the distance.
On the lake, a familiar figure walked over, dressed in a black long dress, with a graceful figure and a beautiful face. It was Shi Jun Gang. Shi Jun Gang now possessed Wang Yue's beauty, her smile quite sinister. She glanced at Lin Zhao and Shang Zhi, who had almost lost their fighting capacity, and then at Gu Yan Shu, who was slaughtering a group of Mo Family cultivators. She couldn't help but laugh, "It's time to end this."
Saying that, Shi Jun Gang raised her long sleeves to cover her face, took out a life fang from her mouth, and then crushed it. Instantly, the fang turned into a fiery red flame. Without hesitation, she raised her hand and threw the fiery red flame towards the Sun Moon Water Fire Rod, saying in a deep voice, "Lord Man Yuan, even though you are dead and gone, you wouldn't have left nothing in your treasure, would you?"
In an instant, with Shi Jun Gang's life fang as the refining catalyst, the demonic energy and fiery power within the Sun Moon Water Fire Rod surged. wisps of blazing flames swirled, and in the blink of an eye, a figure condensed at the tip of the rod, clad in armor, with a fiery red cape fluttering behind him, enveloped in flames. It was a remnant soul of Man Yuan, a thirteenth realm demon king!
Man Yuan's thirteenth realm was extraordinary, capable of fighting against the fourteenth realm Ju Zi!
"Not good!"
On the lake, Xu Shuo, who had already fallen to the eleventh realm, roared and charged forward, wielding his long sword. Instantly, the sky was covered with sword light, intending to kill the remnant soul of the demon king Man Yuan at the first opportunity.
"What do you think you are?"
The remnant soul's eyes were filled with rage. He abruptly opened his right hand towards the sky, and instantly raised a fiery rod yuan shen, swinging it horizontally, crushing all the sword energy in the sky. Then, the tip of the rod shot out, fiercely striking Xu Shuo's body. wisps of scorching true fire spread along the rod, setting Xu Shuo's entire body ablaze.
"Second Brother Xu!"
Lin Zhao put down Shang Zhi and rushed in front of Xu Shuo with a single stride. He swept his sword, Zhan Lu, and unleashed a sword strike that slew immortals. Instantly, an transcendent sword intent rolled over, crushing all the remaining fiery power of Man Yuan's remnant soul. He himself was burned down to only 20% of his health. When Lin Zhao looked back, he saw Xu Shuo bathed in fire, his realm rapidly dropping. In the blink of an eye, he fell back to the middle five realms and transformed into a tenth realm sword cultivator. Only then did the residual flames on his body gradually extinguish.
Xu Shuo suffered the greatest loss in this battle!
"Lin Bai Yi!"
The remnant soul of Man Yuan crouched on the tip of the rod, his eyes filled with malice. He sneered, "Back then, you were not worthy of fighting me. Now is your chance, die for me!"
Saying that, Man Yuan swung his rod, stirring up a sky full of fierce flames.
At this moment, Lin Zhao hurriedly downed a bottle of life potion. He could only rely on his flying sword Hao Ran's clarity of mind, his protective sword aura, and his Golden Armor Immortal Robe to block Man Yuan's remnant soul. If he couldn't block it, he would only die. As for his invincible special skill, he was unwilling to use it. Although Man Yuan had appeared, he was ultimately just a remnant soul. Even more terrifying than him was the twelfth realm Gu Yan Shu!
...
Just then, a figure suddenly floated like smoke across the lake. Then, a powerful punch was delivered, directly shattering the fiery demonic flame that Man Yuan had unleashed. The figure, a woman in a short shirt with her hair tied up neatly, was Yu Wan Ning, an eleventh realm martial artist!
"Yu Wan Ning!"
Lin Zhao recognized her at a glance.
"Mm."
Yu Wan Ning didn't turn her head, only nodded softly, "Lin Zhao, I'm sorry, I'm late... Actually, the main reason is that Gu Yan Shu is here, and I didn't dare to punch. But now I have no choice but to punch even if I don't dare."
"Be careful!"
"Mm!"
The next moment, Man Yuan's remnant soul laughed heartily. He stomped on the true body of the Sun Moon Water Fire Rod beneath his feet, and instantly wisps of fiery flames were drawn along his feet, pulling the true body of the Sun Moon Water Fire Rod up by a hundred feet. Yu Wan Ning naturally knew its power. Her body sank, her legs bent, and she shot up from the ground, enveloped in powerful fist intent, diving down from the sky and punching. Each punch landed on Man Yuan's remnant soul's attack.
In the blink of an eye, Yu Wan Ning's arms were already bloody and mangled, while Man Yuan's remnant soul's soul power was being eroded by the fist aura. However, it seemed impossible to determine a winner in a short time.
Lin Zhao protected Shang Zhi, standing on the lake with a complicated expression.
...
In the distance, a burst of lake water surged into the sky. Fu Sheng's pháp tướng appeared, a giant deer demon. Its antlers had already pierced Huang Ting Yu's arm. It fiercely emerged from the water and slammed Huang Ting Yu's giant pháp tướng onto the lake surface. At the same time, Fu Sheng's true body sank, and he fiercely hacked at Huang Ting Yu's chest with his carving knife, directly splitting the flesh and exposing his ribs. Under such excruciating pain, Huang Ting Yu became even more frenzied. He leaned back, and with his long sword, he stabbed into Fu Sheng's back. Then, dozens of flying swords sped by, shattering one of the golden antlers of the deer demon's pháp tướng.
At this moment, Huang Ting Yu was in no position to help himself, but his eyes were fixed in the direction of the Sun Moon Water Fire Rod. Shang Zhi and Xu Shuo were already seriously injured, Yu Wan Ning was desperately holding off Man Yuan's remnant soul, and Gu Yan Shu was wantonly slaughtering a group of Mo Family sword cultivators. However, Huang Ting Yu could do nothing. He was struggling to survive, and it was already a great feat to be able to hold off Fu Sheng, a thirteenth realm expert.
Dozens of miles to the left, Long Dong Jun's body flowed with fist intent. With a single punch, he turned the head of an eleventh realm Flood Dragon into a bloody mist. At the same time, his shoulder and legs were struck by the Flood Dragon's sword. However, as a Reborn realm martial artist, his vitality was strong, and he ignored such injuries. This Flood Dragon was the eighth eleventh realm demon race member that Long Dong Jun had killed. Their eleventh realm experts were endless, forcing the Reborn realm martial artist Long Dong Jun to be trapped here.
He shook off the water curtain with a punch and looked into the distance. He was powerless to help in the battlefield where Shang Zhi, Xu Shuo, Yu Wan Ning, and Lin Zhao were. In fact, Long Dong Jun really wanted to meet Gu Yan Shu, who wielded the Xinglu Sword. Unfortunately, more than ten extremely ferocious eleventh realm demon races were desperately attacking him, and Long Dong Jun couldn't break free.
Even further away, two battlefields surged with sword intent on the lake. Xie Yi Ying held her long sword, her body surrounded by sword intent. There was a trace of blood on her arm, indicating a minor injury. Her opponent was even worse off. The eleventh realm White Snake, named Bai Xi, in a white dress, was almost stained half red with blood. Her sword was also chipped in many places, but her water-attribute spells were extremely powerful, constantly entangling Xie Yi Ying. Otherwise, Xie Yi Ying would have long rushed to the Sun Moon Water Fire Rod battlefield. How could she let that young and beautiful eleventh realm female martial artist face the powerful remnant soul of Man Yuan?
Beside her, Xiao Mu Han, enveloped in sword qi, collided with the demon domain of the Green Snake Qing Jian. Qing Jian was covered in sword marks all over his body, but the Green Snake's physical body was extremely strong. Twisting its flexible waist, it climbed onto Xiao Mu Han's waist and quickly reached behind him. It opened its mouth, revealing its venomous fangs, and bit towards his back.
Xiao Mu Han sneered. A flying sword pierced through his skin and directly entered Qing Jian's mouth. Qing Jian cried out in surprise and quickly bit down on the flying sword. Half of its tongue had already been shredded by the flying sword. Enraged, it spat blood and fiercely struck Xiao Mu Han's protective sword aura, forcing him to retreat repeatedly.
Xiao Mu Han frowned. He found it difficult to press on. Both the White Snake and the Green Snake were quite troublesome!
Even further away, sword light towered into the sky.
Su Qing Jiu unleashed a spiritual stream that scattered starlight. Under his fierce assault, the thirteenth realm Nan Qing Feng was hacked to pieces, forcing Nan Qing Feng to constantly protect himself with his life wings, otherwise, he would have likely died under Su Qing Jiu's sword. In fact, Nan Qing Feng himself was a master of swordsmanship from the ancestral mountain of the demon race. Unfortunately, he encountered Su Qing Jiu, a disciple of Lin Qing Er. In terms of swordsmanship, he was suppressed. Once his strengths were suppressed, he had no advantage overall and could only barely hold on.
Su Qing Jiu kept looking at Lin Zhao's battlefield but was unable to break free to help, feeling helpless.
...
In the vast sky, a diagram of mountains and rivers floated in the wind, unreachable. The diagram depicted an ink painting. Within the painting, Wei Hua Rou, a Taoist female immortal in a green dress, wielded her long sword, single-handedly resisting four great demons of the demon race. Inside the scroll, Yu Zhi, Ning Yuan Sheng, Long Zheng, and Feng Quan each had injuries, more or less. Especially Feng Quan, who looked as if he had been fished out of blood. One of his legs was chopped down to the bone, but he was still fighting bravely. Without him, Yu Zhi and Ning Yuan Sheng would have had a very difficult time.
"Thump!"
With a deafening roar from the great lake, Man Yuan's remnant soul's fierce strike directly sent Yu Wan Ning spitting blood and falling into the water. Then, Man Yuan's remnant soul's massive body, dragging the Sun Moon Water Fire Rod, laughed heartily, "Rise for me! Who else in this world is worthy of being your master besides me!?"
In an instant, the entire Sun Moon Water Fire Rod was pulled out, its tail leaving the lake surface.