Lu Sheng laughed wildly and quickly retreated.
He was a magician from the Qin Dynasty, skilled in illusion techniques, and even left behind the immortal legend "Lu Ao Travels the North Sea," recorded in the Taiping Guangji, which even those in the Mystical Sect failed to decipher.
During the Tang Dynasty, he transford into a Confucian scholar, spreading the legend of the "Cloud Lord Divine Que," attempting to lure cultivators to explore for profit. Although unsuccessful, he stole a wisp of Smoke Cloud Gang Qi from the Cloud Lord's Divine Que, refining it into a divine skill.
The divine skill was nad "Cloud Illusion Technique," which could use the fog of the Yunng Marsh to construct illusions, coupled with the Yu Step's swift movents, making him unafraid of ambushes.
However, this illusion technique did not confound Li Yan.
At this mont, Li Yan was enveloped by Thunder Astral, rendering the Gu Poison Illusion Technique useless against him. His figure transford into flashes of lightning, once again blocking Lu Sheng.
"Seeking death!"
Murderous intent also rose in Lu Sheng's heart.
His plan was initially flawless.
But ever since Li Yan entered Shu, a series of small events accumulated, causing nurous vulnerabilities in the previously ticulous plan, ultimately leading to the current situation.
To say he wasn't furious would be a lie.
Amidst the chaos of the plaza, it was the perfect ti to strike and kill!
Facing Li Yan's Thunder God Transformation, Lu Sheng was unafraid. With a clang, he drew the ancient bronze sword from his waist, stepped into the Yu Step, and thrust fiercely.
Clang!
The sword glead as it left the sheath, transforming into three light images.
This swordsmanship was called Taiyi Splitting Light Sword.
During the Spring and Autumn and Warring States period, the hundred schools contended, and various miraculous techniques appeared. Although many were destroyed when Qin unified the world and burned books and buried scholars, being a cultivator from that ti, Lu Sheng naturally knew its use.
Swish!
Li Yan could not evade in ti, and even with Thunder Astral protecting him, a cut appeared on his chest and ribs, startling him.
What he didn't know was that during that war-torn era, many developed Astral Force, and with the magician's Gang Qi protection spells, corresponding restraint techniques were also born.
This Taiyi Splitting Light Sword was one of them, specifically breaking through Astral Force protection.
Without any unnecessary words, a murderous glint flashed in Lu Sheng's eyes. He stepped into the Yu Step, transforming into multiple figures, with chaotic sword shadows flying all around, enveloping Li Yan from all directions.
Swish, swish, swish!
More blood marks appeared, as Li Yan suffered successive injuries.
"Bring it on!"
Li Yan was equally unafraid, allowing new wounds to appear on his body, he swung his blade upwards, with a flash of Thunder Astral, striking straight at Lu Sheng.
He couldn't distinguish the sword shadows, but he could find Lu Sheng's true form.
Lu Sheng had no choice but to raise his sword to block.
Buzz~
But at that mont, a large amount of Thunder Astral gathered on Li Yan's Duan Chen Blade, even flashing with a blinding light.
His Flood Dragon Slayer Dust Cutting Saber had been reforged by the Fire Monk, and to unleash its maximum power, it had to be used with Thunder Technique.
The more Thunder Astral, the greater the power.
And currently, the one thing Li Yan lacked the least was Thunder Power.
Bang!
A deafening explosion echoed.
The bronze treasure sword in Lu Sheng's hand shattered imdiately.
Although he tried his best to evade, Li Yan's Duan Chen Blade still slashed down from his left shoulder, splitting into his chest.
"Roar!"
Lu Sheng scread in agony, lifting his palms abruptly, Gang Qi gathered in his palms, and the previously scattered sword blade gathered in an instant as his palms swung down.
Pfft, pfft, pfft!
Li Yan turned into a hedgehog imdiately, blood gushing out.
"Heh heh~"
Lu Sheng spat blood, his eyes full of ferocity, "Kid, you're impressive, befitting of their chosen one, but at worst, I'll find a new body, you'll et your end here today!"
As he indulged in his glee, his eyes suddenly glazed over.
Only to see the blade fragnts on Li Yan being repelled by the Thunder Astral, dropping to the ground with a clink, as the wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"You..."
Lu Sheng's mind went blank.
When cultivators ascend, they typically shed their mortal form, but the physical body is essential as a vessel for tribulation crossing. Whether returning to life, descending, or body seizing, a good body is indispensable.
A martial artist's body is as precious as oil, the sa goes for cultivators.
This kind of healing speed, even demon beasts couldn't achieve.
This kid... what kind of monster is he?
Soone like Lu Sheng, knowledgeable of many mysteries in the world, eternally scheming, feared unexpected scenarios the most.
Li Yan's terrifying healing power had already instilled fear in him, making him want to leave quickly, to understand the situation first.
However, his chest suddenly felt empty, seeing Li Yan already holding a piece of Ancient Jade Wall of Qin, "Is it this?"
Lu Sheng felt a chill in his heart upon seeing it.
This was the Sacrificial Artifact of Qin Palace, which he stole from the Imperial Palace to avoid the investigation of the Heavenly Court and Underworld. He completely relied on this item.
If he lost it, his life would certainly be in jeopardy.
Thinking of this, Lu Sheng couldn't care about anything else, reaching out to snatch it.
But just as his hand stretched out, he saw Li Yan's left arm twist, using the Splitting and Hitting Coiling Silk Hand, directly trapping his arm, and simultaneously wielding the blade, stabbing twice consecutively at the heart.
"Ow~"
Lu Sheng let out a miserable howl, black smoke spewing from his mouth.
His body was already wrecked, forcing his Yin Spirit to travel, to find another body to possess and seize.
The protective Divine Artifact was taken, causing the Hook Paper to react, buzzing and rapidly heating up.
At this ti, just reciting a spell would summon yin soldiers to capture him, gaining an Astral Order rewarded by the Underworld.
Given Lu Sheng's status, there might be more to gain.
However, Li Yan rely narrowed his eyes slightly, ignoring the Hook Paper, as two Soul-hooking Ropes whistled out from his shoulders, directly wrapping Lu Sheng's Yin Spirit.
Crackle, crackle, lightning crashed and bood.
With Lu Sheng's body destroyed, his spells lost effectiveness, the smoke cloud on the field rapidly dissipated.
The people only saw, after the blinding thunder, Li Yan's figure erged, his clothes tattered, all his previous injuries gone.
In his hand, he grasped Lu Sheng, or rather the "King Shu's" head.
Thud, thud, thud~
Li Yan casually tossed it, letting the head roll to Zhao XianDa's feet, clearly wanting him to take it back for an explanation.
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