Jade Sword True Qi soared out, and Old Demon Duan’s Dharma Images appeared one by one.
From the trees, they looked like demons that had abruptly arrived in the human world.
One-eyed Green Dragon Monk was so frightened that he nearly fell from the tree.
Because he was all too familiar with the faces of these Dharma Images.
As one of the few survivors under Old Demon Duan, this handso face was deeply etched into his mind, often appearing in his dreams at midnight, and he would wake up sowhat damp.
Only at this mont did the One-eyed Green Dragon Monk realize that this was indeed the Jade Girl Sword Sect created by Old Demon Duan!
For a ti, finger strength and Sword Qi crisscrossed, and both sides engaged in fierce combat.
Logically, only those martial artists approaching the Tongyou Realm could manifest Dharma Images, but Old Demon Duan’s "Jade Sword True Understanding" allowed the Jade Girls in the Qi Sea Realm to achieve this step prematurely.
Due to realm limitations, these Dharma Images were naturally not perfect, such as the arms extending the Embrace Sparrow Tail could only emit Sword Qi from a few, and were sowhat clumsy. However, a Dharma Image is still a Dharma Image, no matter how imperfect, it’s still capable of overpowering martial artists of the sa realm, and even those a level higher would struggle against them.
Actually, this "Jade Sword True Understanding" shares a similar ingenious principle with White Socks’ "n Can’t See" and "Won Can’t Be Seen", both prematurely elevating cultivators to heights not naturally theirs.
The White Socks quickly changed tactics, deploying "n Can’t See", but this ti, it turned out even worse than the last.
The Dharma Images resembling Old Demon Duan emitted streams of Sword Qi, penetrating even more of them, while their finger strength damage was even worse than last ti’s "Won Can’t Be Seen"!
Are these creatures n or won?
The always victorious White Socks suffered a setback, but still held the advantage in numbers.
Even if they couldn’t significantly affect the ambiguous energies of these individuals, their finger strength and toe strength were ferociously powerful.
The White Socks and the Jade Girls quickly clashed fiercely, the battle turned excessively brutal for a ti.
The wild Sword Qi toppled the wild trees, while the nylon-clad feet of the White Socks kicked through the tree trunks, the chaotic battle creating wind gusts like a tornado, causing the vegetation to sway wildly.
At this mont, suddenly a male voice rang out— "Young Hero Duan is in the city, about to be killed by the White Socks!".
"What!"
Upon hearing this, the Jade Girls almost leaped up.
"Heroic Venerate is in trouble!"
"Sisters, charge!"
Instantly, the eyes of the group of Jade Girls reddened, as if going berserk, their aura surged trendously.
Behind the Jade Girls, the Dharma Images of Old Demon Duan bood and grew a foot taller, so of the Jade Girls who hadn’t previously manifested Embrace Sparrow Tail suddenly had Dharma Images appear behind them.
The situation turned sharply, and the White Socks, originally holding a nurical advantage, were suddenly suppressed by the Jade Girls.
For a mont, the White Socks bled profusely, their clean and translucent white socks quickly stained red.
These typically victorious White Socks, even until death, couldn’t comprehend the situation, their eyes filled with confusion.
They weren’t afraid of death, previously encountering the Huangshan Three Swords they lost many brothers and sisters, but they feared dying aggrieved, dying without understanding.
The White Socks inherently restrained all n and won, but at this ti, it seed like they were instead restrained by this group of "won."
What exactly was happening?
One-eyed Green Dragon Monk stood beside the old monk, montarily powerless to criticize the master who just roared falsely that Old Demon Duan was going to be killed.
Master, your efforts in delivering salvation are weak, but your enthusiasm for intensifying conflict is strong!
For a mont, blood flowed like rivers outside Lishan City.
The Jade Girls, infused with the Dharma Images of Old Demon, stepped on the corpses of the White Socks, recklessly charging towards Lishan City.
Heroic Venerate needed them!
...
Huang Feihong was still hung in this dungeon.
The White Socks didn’t kill him, perhaps because he was handso, or perhaps they wanted to use him as a toy, or maybe just purely wanted to tornt him for fun.
In any case, he wasn’t dead yet.
It must be said, the White Socks had quite a skill in torturing people, even his old Clamp tools were sowhat unbearable.
This ti, the door’s light and shadow changed, and another new captive arrived in the dungeon.
Three n appeared, all unconscious.
Wait, on closer inspection, Huang Feihong noticed one uncertain of gender.
The three were quickly hung up, like pork being sold in a butcher shop, sowhat comical.
However, Huang Feihong couldn’t laugh, because he was hung in the sa manner.
This ti, those who brought these three n were still the tall one and Shorty.
Then, the tall one took out a plaque from one of the hung n, muttering: "Huangshan Sword Sect’s Liu Qingyu."
Hearing this na, Huang Feihong’s expression changed.
This was the First of the Huangshan Six Swords!
At this mont, Shorty looked over and said to Huang Feihong, "So these are the Huangshan Six Swords you were talking about?"
"I only knew these three swords were very ordinary."
Huang Feihong took a good look at their physical features, and indeed, they were three of the Huangshan Six Swords.
Thus, the Three Swords were captured!
The tall man and Shorty, upon seeing Huang Feihong’s astonished expression, couldn’t help but reveal a disdainful smile.
This smile was a disdain for the entire Martial World of Yu State!
Even though he was quite resentful, he had to admit that the Huangshan Six Swords were indeed famous figures in Yu State, and their reputation had been growing over the years.
But who would have thought...
White Socks, oh White Socks, really mysterious and terribly fearso.
At this mont, the captured Huangshan Three Swords were slowly regaining consciousness.
The mont he woke up, Liu Qingyu struggled but found himself unable to exert any strength.
His acupoints were sealed, his Qi chanism disrupted, and he had also been drugged.
This ti, he truly suffered a major blow!
At this point, he heard the cries of his seventh junior.
No, this crying should be referred to as his seventh junior sister now.
The seventh junior sister was the worst off; her nostrils had been enlarged quite a bit.
This experience of being captured was their first encounter, and the frightening thing about such an event is that the first ti might also be the last.
Perhaps what they just saw was their last glimpse of the sun.
They had never imagined encountering such an ordeal.
Always walking by the river, how can one not get their feet wet.
In the Martial World, very few people are undefeated, and very few end well.
Liu Qingyu had thought about his own defeat, but definitely not like this.
Being defeated by a group of naless minions was even more frustrating than failing to kill Old Demon Duan!
"It’s all because of Old Demon Duan!"
"If I hadn’t gone looking for Old Demon Duan, I wouldn’t have co here, and if I hadn’t co here, I wouldn’t have t these strange people, and if I hadn’t t these strange people, I wouldn’t have been strung along like this."
"Old Demon Duan, I will kill you!"
Thinking that all of this was caused by Old Demon Duan, Liu Qingyu beca extrely agitated and began ranting.
In the Martial World, Huangshan’s First Sword, Liu Qingyu was definitely considered a master among the younger generation, and Huang Feihong had always held him in high regard, otherwise, he wouldn’t have used him as an example.
But looking at Liu Qingyu now, where was there a trace of a master?
Indeed, a renowned master falling into the hands of seemingly ordinary opponents was tough to defend against.
"Release ! I alone can chop down a thousand of you!"
"But, I just want to kill Old Demon Duan!"
Liu Qingyu’s eyes reddened as he spoke.
At this mont, even the two White Socks found it strange, and Shorty couldn’t help but ask, "Did we make you like this? Why are you so intent on killing Old Demon Duan?"
"All of this is Old Demon Duan’s fault!"
"If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have t you, and if I hadn’t t you, why would I be here?"
Liu Qingyu said, looking almost crazed.
He took a breath and then said through gritted teeth, "I just want to kill Old Demon Duan; let go. Old Demon Duan is targeting you; I’ll help you kill him!"
"Don’t you just love to see a dog eat dog?"
Shorty then looked at Huang Feihong and said, "Huangshan Six Swords, this must be the Sword Leader, right? Is this it?"
Hearing her say this, not to ntion the other two from Huangshan Sword Sect, even Huang Feihong bowed his head.
The leader of the Huangshan Six Swords, wanting to be the dog of White Socks.
The reason Liu Qingyu behaved like this, aside from truly hating Old Demon Duan to the bone and believing that Old Demon Duan had ruined him, was also because he knew he was no match for those bizarre White Socks.
Yet against Old Demon Duan, he might have a chance to win.
At that mont, the tall man walked over and slashed at him with a knife!
Liu Qingyu’s body stiffened, violently trembling.
At this ti, one could see his eyes burning intensely with emotions, yet they quickly beca empty and hollow.
At that mont, the tall man casually threw away his ’item’ and said, "Now that I’ve castrated you, who do you want to kill?"
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