But she still did not stop her killing steps, using the Qi Blood Talisman to uncover hidden powerful martial artists, then eliminate them one by one.
In a concealed underground space, surrounded by crude stone walls, a candle burns on the central stone table.
Wei Youdao, Zhou Bufeng, Elder Zhang, Old Man Shi, Shi Caifeng, and Lou Yi are gathered together.
"The madwoman is finding people based on the intensity of their qi and blood. Martial artists below the Great Circulation should be safe; she won’t care about them," Lou Yi said gravely.
In the past two days, he used his Disguise Talent to cautiously follow the female Daoist, deducing her thods for finding people.
Of course, he would also collect so energy along the way.
The energy point approaches five thousand, and the Axe Skill is not far from breaking through to the next level.
But even if it breaks through, he’s not confident about fighting the female Daoist.
Saving the lives of his companions is the most he can manage right now.
Thoughts whirling in Lou Yi’s mind, he then shared a cultivation technique he obtained earlier, "Qi Locking Technique," with Wei Youdao’s group.
This kind of technique for concealing qi and blood is extrely rare and precious, sothing even people like Wei Youdao haven’t seen.
The group began practicing the Qi Locking Technique on the spot and discovered a noticeable decrease in their qi and blood levels.
Wei Youdao and the others temporarily lowered to the Great Circulation level, believing more ti would reduce their qi and blood intensity even further.
Only Shi Caifeng, lacking martial experience, couldn’t grasp the essentials.
"I will hide elsewhere, can’t drag you all down!" Shi Caifeng, being decisive, left abruptly upon realizing her struggle.
"Drag it out a bit; this Immortal Master can’t stick with us forever," Wei Youdao, with much experience, speculated that the female Daoist wouldn’t linger long.
Despite his words, Old Man Shi and Lou Yi, still uneasy, left with Shi Caifeng to a further concealed underground location.
Elsewhere, the female Daoist continued ticulously searching the city for high-level martial artists.
A floating Qi Blood Talisman hovered above an abandoned nunnery, suddenly glowing much brighter than ever before.
"A big catch!" The female Daoist’s eyes flickered with sharp light.
A red talisman paper appeared suddenly between her slender, white fingers.
Thrown into the air, it burst into flas without wind, transforming into a vague firebird with a length of ten ters, rushing towards a part of the nunnery.
’Boom!’
The wooden house was instantly engulfed in the blazing fire.
’Whoosh whoosh whoosh!’
Several figures rushed out, each exuding a powerful aura.
A middle-aged man, face full of curly beard, wielding a large silver saber, his body emanating a faint white True Strength, recognized as Dragon-slaying Saber Song Qijun, Martial Artist of Lian City.
A woman clad in a scarlet cloak with a silver floral headpiece, her appearance stunning, a small slender sword hanging by her waist, is One Sword Immortal Hu Niangzi.
The third is an old man with graying hair, his robust fra comparable to a bear, possessing huge dark red fleshy palms nearly twice the size of an average person’s, seemingly emitting white steam constantly, known as Iron Palm Invincible Liu Dalong.
The fourth is bare-chested, revealing iron-like bulging muscles, holding a child-sized golden lon with one hand, is Overlord Chu Feng.
The four martial artists, hiding together, were discovered by the female Daoist!
"Let’s fight her!" Chu Feng roared angrily.
"That’s right, the four of us together might be able to kill her!" Hu Niangzi also drew her waist sword, eyes full of killing intent.
The other two martial artists didn’t speak but decisively revealed their weapons.
The martial artists are the pinnacle of Wangjiang County’s martial world, each reaching this realm has an inherent pride, unwilling to easily bow to others.
Moreover, they knew surrendering is useless; this female Daoist is a killing maniac.
"Overestimating yourselves," the female Daoist mocked.
She raised her sleeve, and the silver light shot out, faster than the fastest arrow in the mortal world by unknown multiples!
"I’ll hold it back!"
Hu Niangzi shouted sharply, her figure rushed up to the sky, garnts fluttering.
Her True Strength overloading, surpassing usual speed.
The slender sword in her hand stabbed in a direction more than ten tis almost instantaneously, nearly turning into an illusion!
’Clang clang clang clang!’
The clear tallic clash sounded, akin to a torrential downpour.
The flying little sword shot by the female Daoist was surprisingly entangled by Hu Niangzi’s strength, unable to break free temporarily.
"Die!"
Overlord Chu Feng charged recklessly forward, expression resolute.
Every step left a deep pit on the ground, approaching he lifted two huge golden lons, smashing towards the female Daoist recklessly!
’Whoosh!’
The golden lon weighed a hundred pounds, the breaking air sound urgent and heavy.
Even if there were a small mountain ahead, he would smash it apart!
Seeing this, the female Daoist swiftly tossed out a red talisman paper at incredible speed.
Muttering incantations, the talisman paper turned into a large firebird, about to engulf the approaching Chu Feng.
"Cloud Flipping Palm!"
Liu Dalong, beside Chu Feng, decisively took action.
His body was like a pine tree, waist like a strong bow, hair and beard all spread, eyes round and wide.
With his oversized Iron Palms glowing red-black, he fiercely thrust them toward the firebird!
’Boom!’
Directed by powerful True Strength, a large stream of white air condensed in front of his palms, surging like a flood releasing from a gate, engulfing the firebird entirely!
Taking the opportunity, Chu Feng advanced to the female Daoist, slamming down the gold lons overhead.
The female Daoist’s face remained unchanged, with indifference.
Just a wave of her hand, an invisible wall of air ford before her.
’Bang!’
The two golden lons were halted mid-air, their imnse force fully absorbed by the air wall, unable to proceed.
But then, her expression changed, and she leaned her body back sharply.
’Sss!’
A finger-thick white light grazed past her neck, leaving a distinct blood mark.
Opposite, seven or eight ters away, Dragon-slaying Saber Song Qijun had blood spilling from his mouth.
His left hand raised, pointing at the female Daoist with two fingers, eyes filled with regret.
As the martial artist closest in cultivation to ng Konghua.
He forcefully unleashed a True Strength beyond his limits, almost piercing the female Daoist’s throat.
It was so close.
Unfortunately, Song Qijun’s cultivation hadn’t reached that level, unable to summon a second True Strength, and the female Daoist surely anticipated this.
The female Daoist’s perpetual indifference finally vanished, her eyes revealing imnse anger and killing intent.
"You ants have successfully angered ."
She made complex gestures on the spot, seemingly reciting sothing rapidly.
The silver light just entangled by Hu Niangzi accelerated imnsely, piercing through Hu Niangzi’s abdon with a ’puff’ sound, continuing to shoot toward Song Qijun.
Song Qijun held the silver saber, the saber energy extending three feet from the blade, weaving a dense net before him, clanging and entangling with the silver light, preventing the small silver sword’s penetration.
Yet the silver sword refused to battle Song Qijun further, diverting toward Iron Palm Invincible Liu Dalong.
Liu Dalong initially managed to barely block the firebird using True Strength-driven air currents.
Disturbed by the silver sword, his efforts faltered, the white air currents slowed, subsequently overwheld by the firebird.
"Ah!"
He scread in agony, instantly becoming a burning, fiery figure, horrifically tragic!
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