Chapter 583 – Siege

What is Xu Qi’an’s weapon?

This question was obviously difficult to all present, at least the crowd of Subterranean Dragon City briefly actually could not answer.

It wasn’t that there was an oversight in the intelligence, nor was it that Ji Xuan and the others were unaware of it; the intelligence about Xu Qi’an clearly recorded that he was using a blade in the form of a longsword.

But no one has delved into what kind of knife this one is.

The reason is very simple, the combat power of a martial artist originates from himself, the higher the grade of the martial artist, the less he needs a weapon, and his physical body is the strongest weapon.

More often than not, the blades are just a symbolism.

Few people would pay attention to a martial artist’s weapons or spells unless they had a special role that required extra vigilance.

For example, a top-grade divine weapon like the Zhen Guo Sword that made even a third-grade martial artist fearful;for example, the Floating Pagoda.

Thus, even Ji Xuan did not particularly study what weapon Xu Qi’an was using.

Xu Yuanfang gazed ahead and faintly said:

“That’s a dark golden blade of excellent quality, just below a supreme divine weapon.”

It is worth mentioning that the classification of spells is:

Mortal Weapons, Magical Weapons, Ultimate Artifacts, and Fabulous Treasures.

Mortal Weapons were normal weapons, while Spell Weapons were weapons with special abilities, and all major systems could warm up Spell Weapons, except for Martial Artists. However, only warlocks could batch refine magic weapons.

A Jedi Soldier, on the other hand, is a magic weapon that gives birth to self-awareness.

As for the magic treasures, they were formed when a supreme divine weapon obtained certain chances and underwent a metamorphosis.

For example, the Dafeng’s Zhenguo sword, which originally belonged to the ranks of the supreme divine weapons, was augmented by the national fortune for six hundred years and metamorphosed into a magic treasure.

Specialized in breaking the flesh of martial artists.

Ji Xuan looked at his cousin in surprise:

“You know a lot about it.”

Xu Yuanfang felt that his words were eerie and twisted her face away with a frown.

At this time, she heard Banana Leaf Old Dao “eek”, and busily turned her face over to the battlefield again.

Fixing her eyes, she immediately understood Old Taoist Banana Leaf’s doubts, only to see Xu Qi’an throw out the knife in his hand.

What was even more outrageous was that the knife automatically detached itself from its sheath, as if it was alive, and even took the initiative to meet the tip of the gun that fell from the sky.

The dark golden shadow of the blade ruffled towards the sky, colliding with the layer of curved qi boundaries at the tip of the gun in a tit-for-tat collision.

Bang Bang Bang ……..

The sight of the crowd of onlookers clearly saw Xu Yuanhuai, who was swooping down, the pitch-black lance in his hand, first the head of the lance exploded into pieces, and then the body of the lance exploded section by section.

This magic weapon, which was said to have been handcrafted by that second-grade magician from Subterranean Dragon City to give his heir for defense, was destroyed just like this.

And from the beginning to the end, Xu Qi’an never moved.

Xu Yuanhuai let out a mournful dragon roar in his throat, as if he had been hit hard, and a black shattered light shot out from his body, saving up in all directions.

That was the Yuan Shen of the Fourth Grade Jiao Long, and it was dispersed by the Taiping Blade.

A complete dusting.

Xu Yuanhuai, as the “host”, also suffered a heavy blow, falling from mid-air, blood seeping from the corners of his mouth, his meridians burning.

Taiping sword while “buzzing” chirping, while hovering and wandering, seems to be celebrating his victory, but also like showing off, mocking.

The character of a sword spirit is basically the same as its owner.

The difference is that the master has turned his flirty talk into inner drama and doesn’t show it outwardly. And the spirit of the knife is still young and tends to drift.

After the Taiping Blade crossed into the ranks of the absolute divine weapons, it was warmed up by Xu Qi’an, and its power soared by leaps and bounds, advancing by thousands of miles day by day.

Compared to when the spirit was first born, it was now a mature blade, able to fight its enemies on its own.

“The Jedi Soldier?”

Xu Yuanfang couldn’t help but scream out.

As a Warlock, she knew more than anyone else the preciousness and rarity of an absolute divine weapon.

It can be said with certainty that even Supervisor Zheng and his father Xu Pingfeng could only refine the “embryo” of a supreme divine weapon, allowing a certain magic weapon to have the foundation to become a supreme divine weapon.

But whether or not it could become a true supreme divine weapon could only depend on chance, or the warmth of a vomit.

Just like Supervisor Zheng’s piece of magic treasure Tianji disk, initially it was only an unusual magic weapon, Supervisor Zheng used it to deduce the heavenly chances and carried it with him, and it was only after accumulating over time that it became a supreme divine weapon.

And then, later, metamorphosed into a phallic treasure.

The Pontoon Pagoda went through a similar process.

Absolute Divine Soldier …….. The crowd moved slightly, simply unable to control the greed, fervor, desire, and envy in their eyes.

Wulf doesn’t need a weapon, and that’s because it doesn’t count the Jedi.

In the case of the same realm, whoever possessed a supreme divine weapon would mean victory.

The poorly informed Miao Youfang didn’t recognize a supreme divine weapon, but seeing a weapon with its own consciousness was both novel and coveted.

Xu Yuanhuai’s face turned blue, the collapse of the Jiao Long Soul did not cause too much injury to him, but seeing that his strongest strike, which he had stored up for a long time, was easily dissolved by the other party.

No, the other side didn’t even put up a fight, they just sent a knife out and let themselves fold.

For a proud teenage genius like Xu Yuanhuai, it was a painful blow, a resounding slap in the face.

“Kids run off and play in the mud, this is no place for you to play.”

Xu Qi’an recalled the Taiping Blade and held it in his hand before pointing it toward the mud in the distance.

Xu Yuanhuai’s face, which was originally iron green, instantly rose blood red, humiliated, angry, ashamed …….. The chewing muscles on both sides of his cheeks bulged with anger.

It’s not very hurtful, it’s extremely insulting.

The young man was at the stage of “face is more important than life”, his blood rushed to his head, roared angrily, and pounced on Xu Qi’an with both hands empty.

He ran like the wind, his qi ripping through the air, as unstoppable as a brute.

Xu Yuanhuai took three steps and leapt suddenly high into the air, clenching his fist and striking at Xu Qi’an.

Snap!

The punch tore through the air.

This punch hit the top of the heap, and it was a great punch.

Xu Qi’an nodded slightly in appreciation, then probed his arm to hoop his neck and fling him hard to the ground.

Psst~

Accompanied by the violent vibration of the ground, Xu Yuanhuai’s mouth sprayed out a large mouthful of blood, and the back of his head was hit, his consciousness showing a brief dizziness.

“Not a good idea!”

Xu Qi’an gripped the Taiping Sword, the blade was aimed at Permission Yuanhuai’s chest, and with just a slight send, the boy would die on the spot.

“Xu Qi’an ……..”

Screams came, Xu Yuanfang’s face was terrified as she sprinted out, stopping in the middle of the two groups of people, and she didn’t say anything, just biting her lip, tears welling up in her eyes as she stubbornly looked at him.

Xu Qi’an frowned and glanced at her, then looked down at Xu Yuanhuai whose blood stained half of his face and whose eyes were full of anger and defiance.

With a flip of his wrist, the back of his blade cracked Xu Yuanhuai’s kneecap and elbow bones one after the other, then flicked his toes.

Xu Yuanhuai drew a parabola like a leather ball and accurately fell at his sister’s feet.

The beautiful young girl pursed her lips, glanced deeply at Xu Qi’an, bent down to assist her brother, and faintly said:

“We’re not going to be in on this.”

After saying that, he assisted Xu Yuanhuai towards the other side, distancing himself from Ji Xuan and the others to make his intentions clear.

As he walked, he glanced at his younger brother, who had a dull complexion and dead pupils, and with a rare hint of tenderness in his tone, he said:

“There’s no need to be discouraged, he’s a figure that even father finds difficult, it only makes sense to be inferior to him.

“If you’re not convinced, move forward with him as your goal.

“With such an enemy standing in front of you, you can only advance boldly in the martial arts.”

Xu Yuanhuai’s empty eyes moved, “Do you also think he is an enemy.”

Xu Yuanfang’s delicate red lips pursed gently and did not reply.

The two retreated into the distance and then watched the battle side by side.

Xu Yuanfeng was a sixth ranked warlock, not considered a combatant, and Xu Yuanhuai himself was only a fifth ranked, again just an icing on the cake, so it didn’t matter if he lost it.

The withdrawal of the siblings would not cause too much of a dent in the battle power of Ji Xuan’s team and the Buddhist monks.

It’s the dragon fight that’s next in line.

Xu Yuanhuai’s mission had been accomplished, he had initially tested Xu Qi’an’s battle power, and in the gap between the siblings’ slow retreat, this force that was considered a mainstay in both the Buddhist Sect and Subterranean Dragon City had initially formulated a plan against the enemy.

“Master Pure Edge, your Vajra Divine Kung Fu is the only one present that can withstand the sharpness of the Absolute Divine Warrior, so next, it’ll have to rely on you to take the lead.

“Master Pureheart, you take the Zen masters and prey on the sidelines, assisting us with the precepts.

“White Tiger, you are the fastest and are responsible for harassing and rescuing. Beggar’s Happiness Danxiang, on the other hand, you are in charge of attacking. Yu and I and Cotton Tree are in charge of stalking.”

Ji Xuan methodically gave orders and made arrangements.

Old Taoist Banana Leaf looked on with relief, he hadn’t followed the wrong person, Ji Xuan had the ability to be a leader and knew how to hold back, his cultivation talent was outstanding.

A character like this can soar to the heavens if given the chance.

This adventure of collecting dragon qi was an opportunity given by the Subterranean Dragon City.

“Daoist, you can just watch over Miao Youfang from the side.”

Ji Xuan looked at him sideways.

Daoist Banana Leaf said smilingly:

“The poor Taoist’s cultivation is shallow, so I won’t get involved, but I can still manage to watch over a boy whose cultivation is sealed.”

After the exchange, the crowd slowly turned their heads and looked at the formidable young man.

Ji Xuan sensed that the surname Xu was observing him, and their eyes met.

This heavenly dignitary who had been biding his time for more than a decade slowly gathered his gentleness, and his eyes revealed a true sharpness.

He took a deep breath and said, word for word:

“Welcome!”

As the words fell, a group of fourth-grade experts pounced on Xu Qi’an in unison, their momentum like a rainbow.

Outsiders witnessing this scene are bound to get hot under the collar.

At least when Miao Youfang, who was far away, looked at it, an inexplicable, co-ordinated resistance empathy rose.

Even if these people are his enemies.

The very act of the underdog crowdsurfing to resist the strong is easy to resonate with.

Stomp ……

The Pure Edge Martial Monk runs wildly with his feet, causing a slight earthquake effect.

During the process, brilliant golden light overflowed from his brow and quickly drenched his entire body.

Pure Edge transformed into golden streams of light and rushed towards Xu Qi’an regardless, in a brazen and defiant stance that gave up on defense.

“Amitabha Buddha, put down the butcher’s knife!”

The Pure Heart in the back clasped his hands together and chanted in a low voice.

“Amitabha Buddha, put down the butcher’s knife.”

The twenty or so Zen masters behind him made a synchronized gesture of folding their arms.

The power of the monks converged, and a majestic and invisible force descended, enveloping Xu Qi’an.

Beggar’s Happiness Danxiang swept out from the flanks, catalyzing the Intrinsic Heart Compass and shaking out invisible, Yuan Shen-specific fluctuations.

Under the double influence, Pure Edge closed in on Xu Qi’an as he wished, gritting his teeth and slamming a head hammer into his opponent.

“Dang!”

In the middle of the sky, a flood of bells suddenly erupted.

With Xu Qi’an and Pure Edge as the centerpiece, waves of qi scattered in all directions, transforming into wild winds that swept up layer after layer of snow foam.

Pure Heart stifled a grunt and staggered back, only to feel dizzy and nearly vomit.

Xu Qi’an loomed large as golden paint covered his body surface, transforming him into a splendid golden man.

The hearts of Ji Xuan, Liu Hongmu, and Bai Hu from the second echelon, as well as Pure Heart in the rear, Daoist Banana Leaf even further back, and even the Xu family siblings who were watching the battle from afar, all sank in their hearts.

Vajra Divine Power!

His cultivation had actually recovered to the point where he was able to perform the Vajra Divine Skill.

Ji Xuan droned, “Grind him to death!”

Taking advantage of a head-hammer crash out of Pure Edge, he and Liu Hongmu quickly made up ground, keeping the offense close together and not giving Xu Qi’an a chance to get his breath back.

A long sword that looked like it was made of ice rushed out of Ji Xuan’s sleeve, its body nearly transparent but emitting a faint moonlight glow.

Moon Shadow Sword!

This sword was originally Ji Qian’s sword, possessing the roots of a supreme divine weapon, and was the pinnacle of magic weapons.

After Xu Pingfeng retrieved this sword from Xu Qi’an, he gifted it to Ji Xuan.

The tip of the Moon Shadow Sword erupted with a piercing mass of light, giving people a belief that it seemed light and heavy, and that nothing could not be broken.

Ji Xuan’s Fourth Grade Sword Intent – wherever the sword’s light goes, nothing is unbreakable.

Ding!

This sharp sword power stabbed at Xu Qi’an’s chest, and the golden paint flowed rapidly, the brilliant golden body dimming by at least five points, becoming no longer dazzling.

Ji Xuan’s sword was enough to break through the physical body defense of a fourth grade martial artist of the same realm.

However, against Xu Qi’an’s Vajra Divine Power, it could only wear down 50% of the defense.

After stabbing out a sword, Ji Xuan’s strongest outburst was exhausted, and instead of launching a combo, he withdrew his sword and retreated, as he knew that no matter how ferocious the subsequent attacks were, they would not be able to surpass this all-out one strike outburst.

But it doesn’t matter, there’s Willow Cottonwood’s full force outburst to do the articulation.

Willow Red Cotton, the outcast of Ten Thousand Flowers House, leapt out from above Ji Xuan’s head, her skirt flying, her hair dancing, and her white palms pressed against this monster’s chest armor, suddenly exerting force.

When!

In a loud bell-like sound, the air wave exploded and Xu Qi’an threw himself out, his golden body dimming once again.

Everyone’s eyes lit up at this scene.

“Roar!”

Suddenly, there was a deafening roar.

The white tiger crouched on the ground, its spine lengthening, white animal fur breaking through its body, its nose widening, its eyes turning amber, and its face sprouting layer after layer of animal fur.

It transformed into its original form in a moment.

It turned into a gust of wind, its speed exceeding the limit of the naked eye of the experts present, ghostly “running” to Xu Qi’an’s body.

Raising his chilling claws, he grabbed at his chest.

Its claws were wrapped in green wind, transforming extreme speed into extreme speed, and with this slap, his claws might break.

However, Xu Qi’an’s Vajra Divine Power could also be broken open and dissect out the heart inside.

Ji Xuan and the others held their breath.

Xu Yuanfang couldn’t help but sprint a few steps forward, as if she wanted to see more clearly.

Xu Yuanhuai’s eyes widened as he stared dead at the scene.

Right at that moment, a flash of brilliant golden light leapt out of the white tiger’s pupils.

The golden body, which had already lost its color, was suddenly revitalized and restored to its peak in an instant.

“Aren’t you guys overlooking something?”

The corner of Xu Qi’an’s mouth was slightly raised as he sneered, “Even though I’m not at my peak anymore, a third rank, is a third rank.”

When!

He resisted the claw, unharmed, and the white tiger’s claw snapped in response.

Xu Qi’an flipped his wrist and counter-raised Taiping, wanting to chop down White Tiger’s stance.

Pure Heart immediately activated the precepts, “Amitabha Buddha, put down ……..”

“Roar!”

In response to him was a deafening lion’s roar that shook the crowd’s blood and made their eyes black.

Xu Qi’an interrupted the rhythm of the precepts with a Buddhist lion’s roar.

Psst!

The Taiping Blade smoothly severed the white tiger’s front paw, and crimson blood sprayed, staining Xu Qi’an’s golden body red.

At this moment, the white tiger smelled the crisis of death, the instinct of survival surpassed the pain, it harnessed the gale and quickly fled.

Xu Qi’an sprinted a few steps and threw the Taiping Sword with force.

The Taiping Blade automatically locked on to the enemy, and no matter how much the White Tiger swerved and turned, it always pursued it.

Ding!

Ji Xuan wielded the Moon Shadow Sword and flew the Taiping Blade high, while Liu Hongmu, Pure Edge, and the others joined forces to protect the White Tiger.

Seeing this, the Taiping Blade stopped pestering and returned indignantly, delivering himself into Xu Qi’an’s hands.

Xu Qi’an grinned as he gripped his sword, “Warm-up is over!”

Ji Xuan, Liu Hongmu, Beggar’s Delight Danxiang, Pure Edge, Pure Heart, White Tiger, and Xu Yuanhuai in the distance, their hearts simultaneously sank.

A chill rose in his heart for no reason.

“Hey, hey, that doesn’t feel good.”

Miao Yufang gloated.

Old Taoist Banana Leaf’s face sank.