Clang!
The blade flashed, blood splattered.
An open wound appeared on Wu Ba’s chest.
But he was already in a frenzy state.
His hair stood on end, eyes blood-red, fangs bared, face ferocious, completely ignoring the chest wound, he swung his arm forcefully.
The wind howled, the axe cleaved down.
In front of him was the one-eyed Daoist wielding two blades.
The axe directly cleaved him in two.
However, it was just a remnant shadow.
The one-eyed Daoist had already appeared on another side, swift as a flash, shrouded in black smoke, flying up and down, heading straight toward Wang Daoxuan.
Bang!
Sha Lifei hurriedly fired a shot.
Firelight exploded, smoke dispersed.
But the Daoist’s escape skill was astonishingly fast, as the black smoke exploded, Sha Lifei’s firearm shot missed.
"Damn coward, are you part rabbit?!"
Sha Lifei cursed angrily, hurriedly replacing the clip.
The limitations of firearms were completely exposed.
Of Wushan’s three scattered immortals, two entered the cave, while one left the valley to trouble them.
An individual single-handedly suppressed everyone.
The black smoke flashed, appearing before the altar.
Wang Daoxuan had already activated the magic platform, controlling the Five Directions Luo Feng Flag, with gusting wind and chilling frost and black smoke enveloping to trap the Daoist.
Unfortunately, Wang Daoxuan, after all, was not the rightful owner of the "Five Directions Luo Feng Flag," and it was still dayti, reducing the power of the Five Camps.
"Hahaha..."
The Daoist laughed madly, his dual blades struck together.
Clang!
A dragon’s chant arose, Gang Qi surged, initially formless Qi, transford under the effect of sound into visible ripples spreading outwards.
The yin soldiers charging forward were forced back.
Thud, thud, thud!
At the sa ti, a muffled drum sound echoed.
It was the old woman Bai Huan, leading the won of the Bai Family, simultaneously dancing the Nuo dance, donning Nuo masks, beating hand drums, staring intently at him.
This was Witchcraft, though after leaving Wushan, so ritual spells like praying for rain couldn’t be used, Witchcraft and Gu Technique weren’t affected.
The incantation’s sound was far-reaching, making the one-eyed Daoist feel dizzy.
At this mont, Wang Daoxuan, hosting the magic platform, suddenly drew out a short fire pistol from beneath his Daoist robe and pulled the trigger directly.
Wang Daoxuan rarely used this firearm.
Mostly for crucial monts, to defend himself when the enemy approached the magic platform.
His aim was poor, thus he used scattered shot entirely.
Boom!
A loud crash, smoke scattered everywhere.
No matter how fast the one-eyed Daoist flashed, he was grazed on the shoulder by scattered lead bullets, instantly blood gushed out.
anwhile, Sha Lifei and Wu Ba rushed forward.
Swoosh!
The Daoist turned, black smoke rolled, roaring as he left.
Reappearing, he was already on the right hillside of the valley.
"You really seek death!"
The one-eyed Daoist looked at his shoulder, his eyes rising with killing intent.
Wang ngsheng considered thoroughly, the task for him was to control these people as bargaining chips.
Coupled with the "Ruyi Treasure Pearl," it was nearly infallible.
But human plans can’t match heaven’s plans.
Wang ngsheng didn’t anticipate that Li Yan was not an ordinary living Yin ssenger.
Nor did the one-eyed Daoist expect that these people united, the yin soldiers, firearms, Witchcraft... could actually hold him off.
If this spread, it’d definitely be laughed at...
Thinking of this, the one-eyed Daoist surged with killing intent, thrust his right-hand blade into the ground, simultaneously biting his fingertip, inscribing incantations on the left-hand blade, sketching a talisman.
Instantly, the Daoist was surrounded by howling yin wind, visibly turning the Yin Sha Qi into black smoke swirling toward the blade.
"Be careful, it’s Tongtian Sect’s Soul-cutting Technique!"
The old woman Bai Huan saw, her face imdiately grave.
Others were also filled with alertness.
The notoriety of Tongtian Sect was unyielding compared to Yin Mountain Sect.
It’s prevalent in Yu State and Southwest, with many taboos in the sect, such as not eating certain ats or passing under spider webs, very troubleso.
But the power of its spells equally astounded.
The sect had nurous sinister spells, specialized in attacking the Divine Soul, like the Thousand-Pound Press, Root Setting Technique, Soul Binding Technique, Soul Restriction Skill, Soul Hanging Skill, Enchanting Soul Technique, Soul Searching Technique, and Soul-cutting Technique.
They belonged to Magic Veins, but weren’t bound by the court.
Recently, in the duel at River Dam with the orthodox, many from the Tongtian Sect were the main force.
In the Mystical Sect Sect and pugilistic world it’s said, "Better provoke Shaolin and Wudang, than ss with Tongtian and Yin Mountain," showing their reputation.
Especially the "Soul-cutting Technique," fad exceedingly loud, folklore tales like "Sealing God" feature the "Immortal Slaying Flying Blade" inspired by it.
As he executed the Soul-cutting Technique, the left-hand blade was covered in frost, murderous intent rampant, swirling black smoke overflowed.
He let out a cold laugh, looking at the crowd below.
With his gaze traversing, those seen felt a chill on their backs, their vision flickering dark, a sense of impending doom.
But swiftly, even the one-eyed Daoist felt a chill on his back.
Behind Sha Lifei and the others, right on the hillside, appeared a man, the "Yellow Springs" organization’s liaison, Fengdu’s arrest officer ng Changgui.
At this mont, he was again draped in a black robe, nothing like his cowardly image at the county governnt, eyes cold as ice, holding Hook Paper, shouting fiercely: "Heaven has records, earth has order, Yin Bureau restricts souls, living people evade!"
This was Li Yan’s backup plan.
Backed by Fengdu County, having half joined the "Yellow Springs" organization, dealing with a Rejuvenator and Earth Immortal, Li Yan would certainly call for help.
Before setting off, he had secretly notified ng Changgui.
"Ah——!"
The one-eyed Daoist let out a strange cry, turned and fled.
However, ng Changgui’s recitation of the incantation, rather than executing Astral Order, ant he had seen him and accepted the task.
Yin wind arose suddenly, darkness spread rapidly.
The Daoist’s escape skill was truly astounding, but hadn’t run far before pitch-black darkness surged underneath, seemingly devouring light.
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