My Cultivation Starting from Archery Chapter 1056 - 338: Old Acquaintances

Although the Foundation Establishnt Cultivator and the Qi Refining cultivators were riding different flying artifacts, they were not far apart.

Holding on for an hour at most, they would be able to wait for the large force behind.

But the problem now...

Is how to hold out for an hour!

The number of demon cultivators ambushed here is large, and the number of Foundation Establishnt cultivators is not small at all. Every disciple of the Qingxu Sect must fight against multiple foes at once.

Chen Sansi weaved in and out among the crowd, and as the Shangqing sword danced, it was like a water dragon swirling beneath thunderclouds. Wherever it passed, heads of demon cultivators wearing the Demon Suppression Departnt’s battle robes fell to the ground.

The other Qingxu Sect disciples were also displaying their skills to their fullest extent.

Above the Heavenly Do, suddenly spirit light burst forth, diverse and dazzling like twinkling stars.

Only Lord Taishan stayed unmoved in the cabin, watching the battlefield through the window and sipping from a gourd of wine.

However, he didn’t want to participate, nor could he escape.

A demon cultivator targeted him, driving a rake towards him.

"Crash——"

The cabin door shattered, splinters flying everywhere.

Mu Chutai staggered and fell, seeing the enemy attacking again, he rolled clumsily away to dodge the combo.

The demon cultivator only saw a flash of silver light. Before he could react, he felt himself being pushed backward by a force, yet he saw his body still standing in place.

Incredibly, his head had been swiftly severed!

"Little punks, watch closely."

Mu Chutai hiccupped, suddenly holding a flying sword, looking at the Qingxu Sect disciples who were staring at him, and confidently said: "This is the Sword Control Technique, the art of killing with a flying sword, one must strike invisibly, kill silently, what you guys are doing is child’s play!"

"Where did this Qi Refining servant co from?!"

Several demon cultivators used Investigation Skill, clearly recognizing the opponent was just in the Qi Refining Realm, and couldn’t tolerate his boastful talk, imdiately moving together to surround him.

However, just like before, they only saw the silver light of the sword edge, and one by one, they lost consciousness.

Demon cultivators of the sa realm are often more ferocious than ordinary cultivators.

Yet at this mont, these cultivators couldn’t even last a single round against the drunkard.

"What formidable Sword Control Technique!"

A Foundation Establishnt demon cultivator squinted his eyes, then said viciously: "All of you, step aside, I’ll handle him!"

Lord Taishan held the wine gourd in his left hand, and waved his sword finger with his right.

The Foundation Establishnt demon cultivator couldn’t catch where and when the flying sword would attack, feeling a sharp pain in the left chest heart area.

But it was just a sharp pain!

He relied on the Protective Body Technique of the Foundation Establishnt Realm to withstand the blow, his expression turning from solemn to sinister: "Qi Refining is still Qi Refining! Prepare to die—"

A blood-red long knife suddenly enlarged, cutting downwards vertically.

The standard flying sword of Qingxu Sect rebounded, caught neatly by Mu Chutai’s agile hands, he chanted, the Shangqing sword shone with golden light, and t the blood-red flying knife head-on.

Yet the next mont, he flew backward, landing on the ground, coughing up thick clotted blood.

Facing a Foundation Establishnt as a Qi Refining cultivator, even if Lord Taishan’s Qi Refining level surpassed ordinary cultivators, the power of the Mana couldn’t compare at all.

The demon cultivator pursued the victory, aiming to take the drunkard’s life.

Mu Chutai shouted loudly: "My unfilial disciple! Aren’t you coming to save your master!"

"..."

Not far away, Chen Sansi struck the demon cultivators in front of him with a sword, activating the Wind-splitting Seal to rush over at high speed, blocking the blood-red flying knife just before it hit the drunkard, successfully repelling the demon cultivator.

"Senior Mu, stay within seven steps of , then I can fully protect you!"

He said, while dealing with the increasing number of demon cultivators before him, constantly keeping an eye on Lord Taishan’s safety.

The Qingxu Sect disciples, especially several like Xue Xianrong, though having noble statuses within the sect, were no less fearless facing demon cultivators, being among the most valiant.

"Activate the Formation!"

The demon cultivator leader disguised as a Demon Suppression Departnt Silver Token official, seeing the situation deadlocked, suddenly shouted.

Below them, beams of blood light shot into the sky, quickly enveloping the airspace within dozens of miles with sinister Evil Qi.

In this kind of Formation, the demon cultivators’ Evil Qi would be continuously replenished, while the righteous disciples had to constantly guard against their ridians being eroded.

With such weakening and strengthening, the demon cultivators, who already outnumbered them, soon gained a trendous advantage, surrounding the Qingxu Sect disciples near the flying boat, leading them into a fierce struggle.

"Fellow brothers, hold on!"

Xue Xianrong stood at the forefront, helping so injured junior brothers retreat, while boosting morale.

"..."

Among the crowd, Chen Sansi, due to concerns of exposing his identity, couldn’t exert all his strength, additionally needing to protect Lord Taishan, could only manage to advance and retreat smoothly, unable to slaughter enemies on a large scale.

He recalled that before departing, his second martial sister’s injury had just relapsed, and looked around to ensure her safety.

Seeing the blind woman wielding the Ice Soul Sword, the sword’s edge moving, snow and ice filled the sky, forming an ice glacier amidst the clouds.

One by one demon cultivator corpses hung on the glacier, crimson blood flowing like trembling flowers of the other shore in the wind.

Rembering when at the Nine Nether Forbidden Land, the blind woman had faced hundreds of sect disciples chasing her alone, remained fearless.