Chapter 63: 63. Demon Immortal (1)
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Even though he knew that his current thoughts were very nonsensical, Chen Luoyang still couldnât suppress his thoughts and let them go.
Looking at the stone mirror that was slowly approaching the Six Dragons Sovereign Carriage under the cover of the others, Chen Luoyang felt a sense of familiarity.
Let me think, someone on his side should be sacrificed to inspire everyoneâs fighting spiritâŠ
Jie Xingmang?
I might have caught his sisterâŠ
Oh, Ying Qingqing?
Someone on my side might change sides because of his words and abandon the dark for the light..
Chen Luoyang glanced at Xiao Yuntian from the corner of his eyes with ill intentions.
âI have an ambitious person on my side who wants to create convenience for him. He wants to use someone else to kill him and benefit from it by replacing meâŠ
Needless to say, with the current internal situation of the Demon Cult, there must be such a person.
I have a spy on my side who has put in a lot of effort. He will be useful at the critical moment and clear his name in one day. Hmm, he might even sacrifice himself to pave the way for this kid in front of meâŠ
Maybe there was one.
Chen Luoyang laughed at himself in his heart.
My life is so difficult.
He replied.
The human world was not worth itâŠ
While he was letting his imagination run wild, Chen Luoyangâs expression was as steady as Mount Tai.
He seemed to be bored as he watched Desolate Yuntian, Zhang Tianheng, and the others fight Wang Qiyi.
He didnât pay attention to Shi Jing, Nie Hua, and the others who were approaching the Six Dragons Sovereign Carriage.
At this moment, Wang Qiyi had already displayed all his cultivation and strength.
The 12th level of the Martial Path was the peak of a Martial King, but more importantly, it was the foundation for a Martial Emperor. Hence, this level was called Nourishment.
It nourished the true intent of martial arts that could already be manifested in his body, allowing it to be further condensed and pure.
Until one day, when he broke through the final step, the illusory martial dao true intent would condense into a real existence.
There was a huge gap between a Martial Emperor and a Martial King at the 10th or 11th level.
Wang Qiyiâs Qi of Justice protected him, and the Demon Cult would have to join forces to break through.
This was all thanks to the powerful power of the Demon Cultâs divine techniques.
If Wang Qiyi was in the tenth realm, he wouldnât be able to do anything against himself, who was in the twelfth realm.
However, the gap that the Demonic Sect had torn open with great difficulty, Wang Qiyi only needed to circulate his divine art to immediately fill the gap, not giving them any chance to take advantage of it.
As his Fangyuan Sword descended, other than Desolate Yuntian, who was at the eleventh realm, the others found it difficult to parry it.
With a wave of his ferule, sword wills that were like Dharma and Logos crisscrossed.
It didnât seem fierce, but the rules and regulations enveloped them, making it impossible for people to break free. They were restricted everywhere, unable to use their strength, and completely unable to resist.
He was like a child who was being taught in school. He was completely unable to resist the teacherâs punishment and could only be punished obediently.
The wind around Desolate Yuntian dissipated a lot.
However, his figure was currently shrouded in a blurry light.
In the light shadow, it seemed to be a dark universe.
The stars in the universe moved according to their own trajectories.
The most dazzling one was undoubtedly the dazzling Sun Star.
The sun rose and set, shaking the world.
It seemed like an inconspicuous move, but it was filled with boundless strength.
Desolate Yuntian unleashed his Sun Changing Grand Magic cultivation to the extreme, barely moving one sword light after another.
If he were to look for an opportunity to escape like before, he might still have a chance.
But now, the Six Dragons Sovereign Carriage was right behind him. Where could he run to?
Desolate Yuntian could only resist.
However, he was injured, so it would be difficult for him to persist for a long time.
However, Wang Qiyi obviously did not want to delay.
At this moment, he was paying more attention to the Demon Cult Master in the Six Dragons Sovereign Carriage.
In order to end the battle quickly, Wang Qiyi used another ultimate technique besides the Square and Circle Sword Technique.
âThe path of a university lies in showing oneâs virtue, in being close to the people, and in achieving perfection. Only when you know how to stop can you have stability, only when you have stability can you be calm, only when you are calm can you be at ease, only when you are at ease can you think, and only after thinking can you get what you want. Everything has its beginning and end, and things have their end and beginning. If you know what comes first and what comes last, you will be close to the Tao ..
Wang Qiyi suddenly exhaled and recited the scriptures.
Desolate Yuntianâs figure suddenly trembled when he heard that.
The formless scriptures seemed to have turned into chains that bound his body, suppressing the circulation of his power and even his movement.
Speak like a piece of paper!â Desolate Yuntian grunted.
This was an ultimate technique that Wang Qiyi had mastered. It was similar to the Art of Sound Kill. Together with the Square and Circle Sword Technique and the Qi of Justice, it established his status as one of the few Martial Kings in the world. He was respected as a guest of the Great Xia Dynasty.
The three demons of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism were led by him.
âAs the days go by, the days go by, and the days go by, becoming a new citizen, even though Zhou is an old country, its life is new. Therefore, a gentleman will do everything he canâŠâ
At this moment, when the recitation sounded, not only was Desolate Yuntianâs circulation restricted, but his spiritual thoughts were also disturbed, and his mind buzzed.
Fang Yuanâs magic sword slashed down again.
The phenomenon of the sun, moon, stars, and the universeâs operation instantly dissipated, and it was cut apart by the sword intent that was like Dharma and Logos.
Desolate Yuntianâs figure also fell back, almost losing his balance in midair.
Zhang Tianheng laboriously lifted the four sword lights that were pinned on his body in the shape of a well. He sneered at Wang Qiyi and said, ââShut up. Anyone can talk about benevolence, righteousness, and morality, but youâre the only one who stole your daughter-in-law.
You canât even count how many female disciples you had on your bed back then, right? If you were more open and aboveboard, I wouldnât have lectured you, but you still had to talk about morality.
Iâm not well-read, but I know that the words âbeast in human clothingâ are the most suitable for you, Old Master Wang.â
âIâll teach you a lesson first if youâre full of dirty words.â Wang Qiyi was not angry and said lightly, You dare to talk nonsense here because you think Chen Luoyang can protect you. â
He looked up at the Six Dragons Sovereign Carriage. â But now, it seems like heâs like a clay Buddha crossing the river. He canât even protect himself. â
Zhang Tianheng and the others glared at Shi Jing, who was about to board the imperial carriage.
They felt slightly guilty.
Could it be that the sect master was reallyâŠ
âAre you done playing?â
Chen Luoyangâs voice suddenly sounded.
Everyone was stunned.
âChen Luoyang, stop bluffingâŠâ Wang Qiyi said slowly.
Shi Jing looked into the hall through the open door. âCult Master Chen, sorry for offendingâŠâ
The two of them thought that Chen Luoyang was talking to them, so they answered in unison.
However, before they could finish speaking, they were interrupted by Chen Luoyang.
âShut up.â
â Iâm talking to someone. â Chen Luoyang said indifferently, â When did it become your turn to interrupt? â
Everyone was stunned.
Shi Jing suddenly had a bad premonition.
Then, he heard Wang Qiyi, who had been so mighty before, roar mournfully, â Are you crazy?! â
A fist.
It pierced through the old scholarâs protective aura of justice.
It hit the vital point on his back.
The fist intent transformed into the shape of a dragon, and its long roar shook the nine heavens.
The fist was the ultimate technique of the Xia Dynastyâs imperial family, the Nine Dragons Imperial Fist.
The owner of the fist was the First Prince of the Xia Dynasty, Li Qian.
Shi Jing and Nie Hua turned pale with fright.
Wang Qiyi, who had been attacked, had a look of disbelief.
How could it be him?
Others might have been bribed by the Demonic Sect, but how could the First Prince of the Xia Dynasty, Li Qian, be bribed?
He was already ahead of the other brothers in the fight for the position of Crown Prince. He was Emperor Xiaâs first choice to be the Crown Prince.
Even if he wanted to fight for the position of the Crown Prince, or even the throne, he should not have cooperated with the Demonic Sect.
That was truly asking a tiger for its skin.
The Demon Cult headed north with the same goal of the Central Plains.
It was impossible for Li Qian not to understand.
If he came to help Shi Jing, Nie Hua, and the Sword Pavilion, it would be better than helping the Demonic Sect.
Was he crazy?
Wang Qiyiâs confusion was also everyoneâs confusion.
Not only were Shi Jing and Nie Hua shocked, even the Demon Cult members were confused.
Only Li Qian didnât hesitate.
Another punch was thrown!
Wang Qiyi roared, enduring the pain and waving his ferule to meet the enemy.
However, his vision suddenly blurred.
His opponentâs martial art was no longer the Nine Dragon Emperor Fist.
A blade light flashed.
It was as cold as the moon.
The saber light vanished.
The ferule also broke into two.
Wang Qiyiâs face cracked.
However, there was no blood flowing out of the crack.
However, blood-red ice could be seen.
Nie Huaâs flying sword came to save him.
Moonlight shone on Li Qianâs body, and the light and darkness intertwined, changing colors.
The sword light disappeared with the moonlight, as if it had encountered a lunar eclipse.
Li Qian, who wasnât affected by Nie Huaâs attack, continued to attack.
Wang Qiyi was sent flying.
A mountain peak collapsed and shattered.
A peak Martial King had a strong vitality.
In the dusty ruins, Wang Qiyi raised his head with difficulty. The terrifying face was facing Li Qian, who was on the mountain.
âLi Qian is not crazy.â
âThatâs why he died,â the man on the mountain said with a smile.
The stone mirror was only a step away from the Six Dragons Sovereign
Carriage.
However, he could not take this step no matter what.
. Boundless Nature Skill!â The white-robed youth stared at âLi Qianâ on the mountain peak below and said in a hoarse voice, âDemon Immortal, Chen
Chuhua!â
Li Qian, who was on the mountain, bowed to the Six Dragons Sovereign Carriage from afar and chuckled. ââGreetings, Cult Master.â
There seemed to be a layer of mist on his body.
The mist trembled slightly before dispersing.
The tall youth from before had disappeared.
The one who remained was a tall girl.
She was still wearing Li Qianâs royal robe, and her hair accessories made her look like a man.
She was around twenty-three or twenty-four years old. She had a beautiful face, but her eyes were filled with heroic spirit.
However, when her gaze shifted slightly, it naturally revealed some charm.
Wang Qiyi looked at this beautiful woman and felt his frozen blood turn even colder.
Demon Immortal, Chen Chuhua.
The Chief of the Azure Dragon Hall of the Demonic Sect..
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