Chapter 189

Yun Xiang Yi had icy wings on her back. She was holding a longbow, and had a steaming murderous aura: "Hand over the Qingfeng Sword."

Night Patrol said calmly, "You guys go, I'll block them."

Hua Xiang Rong's eyes fell on Night Patrol: "... Elder Xu? No, there’s an evil spirit!" She drew a talisman in the air with one hand, and struck the exorcism talisman at "Elder Xu."

Night Patrol instantly detached from Elder Xu. She shouted firmly at Xie Bi An: "Go!"

But Xie Bi An did not move. Not offending the living is the first law of the underworld. It is not only for the peace of the two realms, but also because interacting with the living in the Yang world is very draining to their cultivation. Those lonely and wild ghosts who run to earth through various methods harm people just to supplement themselves, but as a ghost immortal, it is impossible for Night Patrol to go astray, so in this battle she could only get out and not in, not to mention the enemy is not something she can deal with alone. The two patrols have concentrated on practicing and doing their duty for 500 years, just so they can redeem and clear their sins to become human again. So what reason do they have in taking such a big risk to help them at this time?

When Night Patrol saw that they did not go, she could only say, "Official Lord Cui said that this battle concerns the life of the people. It is the chance to be reborn that we have been waiting for for 500 years.”

"Senior brother, let's go."

Xie Bi An arched his hand to Night Patrol and said, "Be careful in everything."

Their tracks have been exposed, so the three of them simply rose up on their swords. Fan Wu She loaded Lan Chui Han up and flew to Sixth Fortress Kan, planning to kill their way out of the city.

When Xie Bi An looked back, a dark blue mirage shuttled between the pursuers, shrieking repeatedly.

The exorcism’s spell mark continuously appeared in the dull night sky. Based on Night Patrol alone, she could not stop so many cultivators after all, and Hua Xiang Rong has already spread her wings to catch up. While pulling the bow into a full moon shape at the same time, three ice arrows break through the air to attack.

The three of them had been prepared and were ready to block with sword energies, but in the next sudden moment with a blink of an eye, the three ice arrows Hua Xiang Rong had shot were actually right in front of them!

This speed which breaks through common sense makes the three people think of one thing at the same time ---- Gong Shu Ju.

At that time, in order to exchange for Lan Chui Han, Zhong Kui returned the ice coffin and Gong Shu Ju to Qi Meng Sheng, and it turned out that Gong Shu Ju was with Hua Xiang Rong.

Lan Chui Han, who was flying in the back, pulled out his sword. Among the glittering silver light, the sword Qi was like an orchid blooming magnificently. In the empty void, a flower-shaped remnant shadow was formed. Only a crispy tinkling sound was heard, and the three ice arrows were cut down.

But this wave of attacks did not end.

During that time at the bottom of Fengming Lake, they were able to defeat the two Flying Plume ambassadors at a relatively small cost because of the cramped space of the Spirit Palace, which was not conducive for the archers to bring into play, but now in such a spacious environment, it was easy to attack and defend. Instead, they were the ones at a disadvantage.

They saw Hua Xiang Rong chanting an incantation and pulling the bow. With such a far distance, yet the huge spiritual pressure rushed over their skin, making every hair on it tremble.

The three ice arrows shot out from the string. They constantly split at a very fast speed in the air, and under the effect of the Gong Shu Ju, they got bigger and bigger. The original finger-sized ice arrows actually became as thick as a wrist, and finally formed a dense rain of arrows, blotting out of the sky and earth to kill.

As expected of Qi Meng Sheng’s adopted daughter, the senior sister of Cangyu Sect and the future successor to the sect. This is the real strength of Yun Xiang Yi.

Xie Bi An summoned his soul suppressing stick and set up a protective wall to stop the rain of arrows. When the ice arrows hit the protective wall, Xie Bi An felt like he was being hit by a boulder head-on and was pushed several feet away by the force. His chest was in severe pain, his throat suddenly became sweet and he spat out a mouthful of blood right away.

"Senior brother!"

"Bi An!"

Cracks appeared on the protective wall one by one. The green spiritual light spread out in all directions, and finally turned into nothing. Xie Bi An fell from mid-air to the ground. The ice arrows were also relieved from their force and fell down one after another.

Fan Wu She rushed over, picked up Xie Bi An, and infused spiritual energy into his heart: "Senior brother, how are you?"

Xie Bi An was in so much pain that he felt like the inside of his chest was being torn into pieces. His face had lost its colors. His narrow cheeks and blue-white lips make him look very fragile, but that pair of black eyes were always burning bright. He gritted his teeth to support himself: "Protect ... brother Lan well."

Fan Wu She disgustedly glanced at Lan Chui Han. There was a trace of hesitation in his thoughts, but finally he said, "Senior brother, you take Lan Chui Han and go first."

"She's not as easy to deal with as she was at the bottom of Fengming Lake now, and there are ice crystals further supporting her cultivation."

Fan Wu She said forcefully, "Go quickly. Night Patrol cannot hold off for much longer too. Soon a large number of pursuers will arrive."

Yun Xiang Yi flew to the front and looked at the three people from above: "Hand over the Qingfeng sword. Since you guys are still useful, I will spare your lives."

"The Qingfeng Sword has already left Chidi City and has returned to my master's hands." Xie Bi An said in a loud voice, "Master will definitely use the Qingfeng Sword to cut off your delusions with his own hands!"

"How did you guys bring the Qingfeng Sword out of Chidi City?" Yun Xiang Yi glared sharply at Xie Bi An, "You clearly..." She suddenly thought of the evil spirit that had just appeared, and then thought of the person in front of her who is the Underworld General, so naturally he would have some extraordinary means. She said angrily, "Then you guys shall do and die!"

Fan Wu She said coldly, "Since you've been defeated by me before, you can't claim to be so brave."

Yun Xiang Yi's face, which was always calm, showed a dark hostility. Being defeated and captured by a junior who could be her own grandson at her age had already caused her to lose face. Her cultivation level was nearly patriarchal, and there were few rivals in the entire immortal cultivation world. Although she did not dare to underestimate Zhong Kui's disciple, such strength appearing in a 16 or 17-year-old boy was simply unbelievable, and counting back several hundred years, the only figure she could think of was the Supreme Demon.

"Hey, why do you guys treat me like I’m useless?" Lan Chui Han lightly laughed: "I only wounded my leg." As soon as he exerted his strength, he stood up straight. With a long body, his sword pressed to his side and the peak of his sword pointing to the ground, he reverted to his usual dashing Lord Lan.

"Brother Lan, that closure method will only aggravate your injury."

"I can't care about that much anymore." Lan Chui Han's gaze crossed Hua Xiang Rong and looked behind her at the clump of pursuers who were coming closer.

Fan Wu She's pupils reflected a bloodthirsty red due to the firelight of Shen Nong Ding: "Since we can't hide, we will kill all of them."

Facing the swarming pursuers, the three stood with their swords. Their feet were solid as rocks. Without a trace of fear, one white, one black, one blue, their clothes danced in the wind like three battle flags.

The three of them rushed into the enemy crowd with the three most prestigious sword techniques in Jiuzhou to meet their dozens of opponents.

Their bodies were as graceful as dragons, weaving between arrows and cold ice spells. Their swords were more invisible than visible, and they tore at their enemies like poisonous snakes.

The so-called sweeping across six directions* and sword sweeping in eight points*, was nothing more than this.

Under the command of Yun Xiang Yi, a group of Cangyu Sect cultivators floated in mid-air and fired cold arrows at them, while others fought in close quarters, constantly holding them back by encircling them.

It should have been a melee, but Yun Xiang Yi methodically played out of formation. With danger everywhere and heavily outnumbered, although the three were sharp and killed until Cangyu Sect was disastrously injured, in fact they were also struggling to support themselves. Body wounds continued to accumulate, and they were soon dripping in blood.

With a pair of bloodshot eyes, Fan Wu She waved his hand, and a skeleton warhorse which was emitting a black death aura appeared under his crotch.

This shocking change caught everyone off guard.

"Demon, demon foal, it's the demon foal!"

"Yes, it was Fan Wu She who took away the demon foal in the first place. He can actually summon the devil foal?!"

Lan Chui Han also looked at Fan Wu She. His gaze was deep, and was half surprised and half suspicious.

"It was you who awakened the demon foal in the first place!" Yun Xiang Yi shouted, "Who are you!?"

"The one who wants to take your lives."

Fan Wu She clipped the belly of his horse, and Wuya leaped up in the air, carried its master, and rushed towards the group of archers.

During the post-Emperor Zong era, those who had experienced the horror of the Supreme Demon passed on this spiced-up fear to their descendants. This fear is deeply planted in their hearts and accompanied the growth of every cultivator, and it's the same for the demon foal.

So when the ghastly skeleton horse rushed in, the archers dispersed before the battle, and the formation immediately fell into disarray. Even when Yun Xiang Yi shouted a loud rebuke, it was too late. Fan Wu She rushed into the enemy line like a wolf and cut down three people with a slash of his sword.

Although Lan Chui Han has a belly full of questions about Fan Wu She and the demon foal, this is not the time. Once again, he and Xie Bi An teamed up against the enemy like how they did in First Fortress Qian. With fewer cold arrows as threats, they reversed from the defensive to offensive, killing in all directions.

The three of them endured the pain of their wounds, forced their pursuers back temporarily and killed a bloody path out of the siege. Fan Wu She returned to Xie Bi An on Wuya and held out his hand, "Let’s go!"

Xie Bi An held Fan Wu She’s hand and whirled onto the horse. Lan Chui Han also followed and jumped onto the horse's back. Fan Wu She clamped the horse's belly fiercely and Wuya shot out like an arrow.

Wuya’s speed was amazing, and in the blink of an eye, it left Yun Xiang Yi and the others behind, and flew towards Sixth Fortress Kan.

"Why are you able to summon and control the demon foal?" Lan Chui Han could not even wait to get away before asking. A large mouthful of wind mixed with heat waves was filled inside his opened mouth, like smothering a pot of strong wine that burns his heart and lungs.

The answer from Fan Wu She was "Shut up."

Xie Bi An was in a complicated mood. Although he believed in Fan Wu She, outsiders are unable to understand. If one can control the demon foal, one can barely explain it by saying "the demon foal is also an evil spirit", but what about summoning the demon foal? The reason that Fan Wu She gave him was that when he studied the "Yellow Emperor Yin Fu Heavenly Secret Scripture", he learned to make a soul token. The so-called soul token is roughly a tiny version of the Heavenly Secret Talisman, or a ghost version of a qiankun bag which is dedicated for putting ghosts inside. A soul token is a forbidden object in the immortal cultivation world. When cultivators encounter evil spirits, they should release the souls from suffering and enlighten them as a priority, and kill as a supplementary. They were never allowed to keep for their own use, and not many people in this world knew how to make soul tokens.

Fan Wu She awakened the demon foal, made a soul token to hide the demon foal, and can easily control the demon foal. Each of these alone is enough to shake the immortal cultivation world, let alone he did it all by himself?

"Didn't you say you left the demon foal in Kunlun and were going to give it to the Immortal Alliance?" Lan Chui Han did not relent.

Fan Wu She was about to get angry when he suddenly felt a huge spiritual pressure in front of him, like a mountain placed in the front.

The three of them changed their expressions at the same time.

Not far ahead, a pair of giant wings appeared in the dull night sky hidden by firelight.

The one who blocked their way to life, who was about to overturn the entire immortal cultivation world, was Qi Meng Sheng.

 

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Six directions* [六合]---north, south, east, west, up, down; everything under the sun

Eight points* [八方]--- the eight points of the compass / all directions

 

Edited on 19 May 21 (Emzie)

 

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