Long Xueyi gripped the sword hilt and strode forward, her eyes lighting up with a burst of golden light, sword intent gathered on her body: "You really practice the Demon Skill!"
Wu Moyi’s sowhat crazed gaze fell on her: "It seems you are that Demon Hunter, a master they intentionally brought to deal with ."
Long Xueyi didn’t speak, just the sword intent on her body beca increasingly terrifying, vaguely forming a giant sword shadow above her head.
"Floating Rain Sect disciples, form the Ten Directions Sword Array and fight the enemy with , the Sect Leader!"
Wulong shouted.
However, except for the disciples close to them, most of the Floating Rain Sect disciples were retreating.
"The Demon Suppression Bureau only punishes those who cultivate Demon Skills, innocent ones will not be killed!"
Situ Ying roared again, causing so disciples to distance themselves from Wulong and others.
Wulong’s face was frosted over: "You wretches want to betray the sect? Now the sect is in trouble and you dare to retreat."
A disciple shouted: "We are loyal to the Floating Rain Sect, not to the Sect Leader."
"Practicing Demon Skills and harming living beings, you no longer deserve to be the Sect Leader of Floating Rain Sect."
"We will not associate with Demon Dao cultists!"
...
Wulong was full of rage, lifting the long sword in his hand, striking with a killing montum.
Wu Moyi waved: "Be kind to Floating Rain Sect, let the disciples who want to leave, leave."
With those words, more disciples left.
He glanced around, those who remained were basically disciples who practiced Demon Skills.
As for those who left, whether out of justice or to avoid clashing with the Demon Suppression Bureau, only those disciples know.
"Everyone run for your lives, the day you walked this path, you should have been ntally prepared."
Wu Moyi’s body was no longer hunched, except for his full head of white hair, he looked like a middle-aged man.
His figure soared skywards, without any intention of clashing with the Demon Suppression Bureau: "Not one old guy ca, do you juniors think you can keep here?"
Wulong, the Grand Elder of Floating Rain Sect, Law Enforcent Elder, and others also flew away, escaping like locusts.
Long Xueyi vanished from her spot, appearing above Wu Moyi’s head, the giant sword shadow above her had already taken form, slashing down fiercely.
Boom boom boom...
The sword aura seed to carry a realm, roaring violently, slashing down with an irresistible montum.
Under imnse pressure, Wu Moyi’s speed, imperceptible to the naked eye, slowed down, visible from the air.
He was surrounded by the Power of Heaven and Earth, the True Power unique to Celestial Martial Artists roaring, Perfection Level sword intent forming a massive sword aura to resist Long Xueyi’s sword aura.
The two sword intents collided and clashed, but Wu Moyi’s sword aura cracked inch by inch.
Long Xueyi’s sword aura slashed down, not only cutting through Wu Moyi’s yet-to-form sword aura, but also slicing off his Protective True Power, bringing him down from mid-air.
His chest shattered, he spat blood, his body flew backward even faster than he ca, crashing into the martial arts arena, creating a large pit, with boulders weighing hundreds of pounds flying chaotically.
"Does it really take a senior to kill you, a wastrel? You’re still a Celestial Martial Artist at 150, where does your confidence co from?"
Long Xueyi descended from the sky, looking down at Wu Moyi in the pit.
With one move, she had slashed down the forr Sect Leader of Floating Rain Sect, a Celestial Human Ninth Layer, from the sky.
"Sword Montum! It’s actually Sword Montum, I didn’t expect you, young lady, to comprehend Sword Montum at such a young age."
Wu Moyi’s face was full of astonishnt.
The opponent not only had vigorous True Power, but her Sword Dao cultivation was also superior to his.
Long Xueyi shook her head: "Not an entry level, just touching so superficial aspects!"
So superficial aspects!
His over-a-hundred-year comprehension of sword intent was inferior to a young girl’s understanding of so superficial Sword Montum.
Wu Moyi revealed a bitter smile: "I hate geniuses like you the most, even though everyone works equally hard, even many tis more than you, yet never able to match you, even spending a lifeti researching is no match for your few years.
If it weren’t for people like you, how would I walk this path."
Long Xueyi nodded in deep agreent: "I also hate those geniuses!"
Wu Moyi froze, his gradually withering head turned away.
Not far away, a young man with a cold face, full of surging Purple True Qi, unleashed Perfection Level sword intent, at Acupoint Opening Ninth Layer, blasting Floating Rain Sect’s Celestial Human Third Layer Law Enforcent Elder from the sky.
"It’s that Horizontal Cultivation Innate Wei Fan from the Demon Suppression Bureau, compared to him, this young lady is nothing!"
Acupoint Breaking Blade Intent Perfection, Reverse Slash Celestial Martial Artist.
Wu Moyi felt a realization, his breath gradually dissipating.
He had forcibly revived through Demon Dao thods, Long Xueyi’s sword already severing his vitality.
"Horizontal Cultivation Innate is indeed monstrous!"
Floating Rain Sect’s Law Enforcent Elder was full of fear, fleeing for his life, lacking the courage to face Wei Fan.
The first ti he heard Han Kun being reverse-slashed at Acupoint Realm cultivation level, he thought Han Kun was a wastrel.
Facing it in reality, he realized the horror of such a monster, not to ntion the mighty Supre True Qi, just under the influence of Perfection Level sword intent, his full battle power was reduced to eight or nine tenths.
Because most of his heart spirit had to resist the opponent’s sword intent suppression, unable to give his all.
And his comprehension was decent, his sword intent having reached Minor Achievent.
If he hadn’t condensed sword intent, he might only wield six or seven tenths of his strength.
Suddenly, ahead, a stretch of purple lit up.
That Wei Fan, unbeknownst, ran ahead on his path, Perfection Level sword intent surged, his heart spirit trembled, feeling like it was about to be torn apart.
Soul-Slaying Demon-slaying Saber!
Purple sword light slashed, not yet reaching his body, he felt as if his body was about to split in half, the controlled Power of Heaven and Earth showed signs of collapse.
In a split second, he flashed to the right, his arm feeling pain, an arm flying up.
Sword Intent and Supre True Qi invaded, half his body instantly numbed.
"Spare , I once acted heroically, slayed demons and fiends, saved countless lives, just took one wrong step, please give a chance!"
Law Enforcent Elder scread, knowing he couldn’t rival Wei Fan.
He had poor talent; otherwise, how could he fall into the Demon Dao with Wu Moyi and practice on people.
Both at Celestial Human Third Layer, he was far inferior to Situ Ying and Li Chuyang.
Wei Fan now at Acupoint Opening Ninth Layer, his combat power already not weaker than Li Chuyang and Situ Ying.
"I give you a chance, who gives those you used for practice a chance!"
Wei Fan showed no emotion, the purple sword aura sliced across the Law Enforcent Elder’s neck, instantly sending the large head flying high, its frightened expression frozen.
[Slaying Floating Rain Sect’s Law Enforcent Elder, gaining 300 years of power]
[Current Power Level: 2440 years]
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