In the cover of night, about a hundred ters from the City Lord’s Mansion, there was a courtyard.
This courtyard appeared secluded and quiet, with tall trees standing like enormous umbrellas; in the northwest corner of the courtyard, peonies were blooming, swaying in the night, elegant and dignified, emitting a faint fragrance.
It was well past midnight.
The courtyard was peaceful and tranquil, with a man in a black robe dressed and waiting leisurely.
Within the house lived a wealthy family, thirteen in all, along with twenty servants, but they were all asleep and would never awaken again.
"Interesting, tonight the rivers shall flow red with blood."
The man in the black robe said, his eyes turning blood red with a hint of excitent: "It’s ti for a feast again."
Swish!
At that mont, a sword appeared in the void, moving at incredible speed, aiming to stab his Dantian.
This sword radiated red light, like a burning phoenix, engulfing its target.
The man in the black robe was terrified, and a shield appeared before him, blocking the flying sword.
Clink! Clink!
The flying sword attacked continuously, while the shield blocked it, emitting crisp sounds.
At that mont, a great cauldron appeared, striking at his head.
The speed was too fast.
The man in the black robe couldn’t dodge in ti, and he swung his fist to block it.
Bones shattered instantly, and then the cauldron hit his head, smashing like a waterlon, scattering its innards all over the ground.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
At that mont, a figure in black appeared in the void; it was Lu Xuanji.
Around the small courtyard, waves of light surged, with nine flags rotating, endlessly holding against the shockwaves of the battle.
Though the fight was fierce, the aura wasn’t leaked out.
The ambush succeeded, successfully killing a demon cultivator.
Lu Xuanji waved his hand, directly collecting the demon cultivator’s corpse into the Heaven nding Cauldron, burning it with Celestial Fire. Inside, there were two thousand Spirit Stones, which he stored in a storage bag, too rushed to count, proceeding to seek new targets.
...
Silently, approaching his target.
Lu Xuanji had just drawn near and was about to launch an ambush when terrifying demonic qi surged, and a blood-red demon saber asuring one and a half ters appeared, entangled with evil qi, death qi, killing intent, and corpse qi, forming a blood-red Demon God pattern.
Buzz buzz buzz.
The blood-red demon saber vibrated, with a piercing screeching sound, transforming into demonic sounds sweeping forth.
In the night, this apocalyptic demon saber brewed its attack.
Erging from nothingness, transford by the darkness, becoming one eternal reality, aiming to cleave Lu Xuanji’s head.
Swish!
In the next mont, the Wings of Freedom behind Lu Xuanji flapped, enhancing his body, transforming into terrifying speed, narrowly dodging this decisive strike.
Buzz buzz!
At that mont, Lu Xuanji saw the owner of the demon saber.
A burly man, standing two ters tall, appeared strong and majestic; his chin had a long, unruly, and disordered beard, appearing black and tough. He wore a suit of battle armor, with a greenish tint and rust on it, exuding an ancient and worn aura.
The mont he appeared, a faint oppressive force emanated, which carried killing intent.
This killing intent wasn’t accumulated from slaughtering the weak; it was forged in battlefields through repeated battles and life-or-death struggles, becoming supre killing intent.
Foundation Establishnt Sixth Layer.
Lu Xuanji’s pupils contracted slightly, sensing so difficulty.
The opponent was quite strong, actually at the sixth layer of Foundation Establishnt, a tough adversary indeed.
"What a pity, fellow Daoist has actually joined the Demon Dao!!"
Lu Xuanji said with a slight pity.
"Not because of you self-proclaid righteous cultivators, forcing people," the burly man snorted coldly, "Back then, I was of the Five Spirit Roots, entering the Cultivation Realm, thinking I’d beco an Immortal Master. But who would have thought, the Five Spirit Roots are just Waste Spirit Roots, treated as trash. After a century of arduous cultivation, I only reached the fifth layer of Qi Cultivation."
"The Immortal Dao rejects , so I joined the Demon Dao. After joining the demon path, my progress was rapid, and within rely thirty years, I entered the sixth layer of Foundation Establishnt, with hopes for the Purple Mansion in the future."
"Since the Demon Dao is my path, why shouldn’t I abandon the Immortal Dao for it."
Lu Xuanji was silent, speechless.
It made sense, left him speechless.
"So be it, let send you to death."
Lu Xuanji calmly said.
Swish!
In the next mont, he vanished, appearing on the burly man’s left side, a sword thrusting forth.
The burly man, in response, swung his demon saber towards the left.
Slash!
With a violent sound, it struck Lu Xuanji’s body, but no blood splattered, only a shattered shadow.
"Afterimage."
The burly man was shocked, and at that mont, a flying sword appeared, stabbing at his forehead.
In a life-and-death situation, a shield appeared, blocking his forehead, deflecting the flying sword’s stab.
Swish.
And in an instant, Lu Xuanji disappeared again, attacking from another direction, the Li Fire Sword following like a shadow, relentlessly attacking.
The speed was so fast, surpassing the capture of vision;
Movents executed in a flash, delivering a lethal blow.
Faint blue light flickered, with continuous stabs coming.
"Splashing Wind Saber Technique."
The burly man, after the initial panic, closed his eyes, waving the blood-red long saber, like splashing water, impenetrable, relying on feeling to swing up and down, with saber techniques continuous and endless, slashing all illusions, tearing through all obstacles.
Swish swish!
Lu Xuanji utilized the Wings of Freedom, launching continuous attacks, but several assaults were obstructed,
Struggling to break through the defense.
Swish swish!
Using speed against speed, in the blink of an eye, a hundred moves passed.
Lu Xuanji panted slightly, True Essence consud by five levels, sowhat struggling to continue.
"Ghostly Shadow Thunder."
At this mont, the burly man smiled coldly, producing a dark golden thunder ball, with wailing souls inside and Yin Sha Qi condensing, the Yin Sha and ghosts ingeniously fused, presenting a unique state.
Swish!
At that mont, the Ghostly Shadow Thunder was thrown.
The fragile balance was instantly broken, destructive force sweeping forth.
Yin Sha Qi, soul qi, swept towards Lu Xuanji.
"Not good."
Lu Xuanji sensed the crisis of death, his brow trembled fiercely, the path ahead dark and bleak, with no chance of survival.
Swish!
Lu Xuanji crushed a jade talisman, instantly making runes fly, purple energy gathered, forming a hemispheric shield blocking forward.
Crack!
Crack!
The two forces collided, the impact of the yin thunder tearing the purple shield, residual force attacking.
At this mont, Lu Xuanji vanished.
Boom boom boom!
Ghostly Shadow Thunder exploded violently, its force impacting the concealnt array, instantly tearing the array, shattering eighteen array flags.
Puchi!
With the concealnt array torn, Ye Feixue, who controlled the array, also suffered an impact, spitting out a mouthful of blood on the spot, lightly injured.
"The green hills won’t change, the blue waters will flow, until we et again."
The burly man laughed heartily, his figure flashing, disappearing into the night.
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