Chapter 628 – Transcendent Melee

The appearance of this brass sword caused Shura Vajra’s face, which had remained calm when he was blocked outside of Inuyasha Mountain, to finally fluctuate visibly.

He took a step back with extreme scorn and gravity.

As a Vajra who had participated in the attack on the capital and the siege of the royal family five hundred years ago, he was incredibly impressed by this sword.

The fleshly defense that the Third Grade Martial Artist was proud of was like a mortal before it.

And the Vajra’s Body, whose defense was more powerful than that of a third-grade martial artist, didn’t dare to say that it could resist the unparalleled sharpness of this magic treasure.

In that great turmoil of usurpation, Cultivator Vajra had seen a fellow disciple, by a prince of the Dafeng Dynasty of that year, chopped dozens of swords, covered with sword marks, sword qi erosion of internal organs, and finally perished.

That fellow disciple was none other than a genuine Vajra.

The scene of a sword appearing across the sky and forcing back Shura Vajra had its own different interpretations in the eyes of the three parties of onlookers.

“What kind of sword is this? Surprisingly, it scared off Vajra?”

“Is this a sword thing? This is Xu Yinluo coming ah.”

“Yes, the sword is just an unusual sword, but the master behind the sword is Xu Yinluo, it must be him. Vice Alliance Master said that Xu Yinluo will support our Martial Arts Alliance.”

“It’s finally here ……”

The onlookers at the Southern Peak didn’t recognize the Zhen Guo Sword, much less felt that a sword could scare off Shura Vajra, and the one who really forced the other party to back off was the owner behind the sword.

And this master, obviously, was the Xu Yinluo that the Vice Alliance Master had spoken of.

Xu Yinluo finally came ……… Liu Gongzi s heart was slightly relieved, and the shadow in his heart caused by that thunder column just now was eased a lot.

He couldn’t help but glance at Miss Rong Rong and realized that her eyes were sparkling, her face flushed, and her teenage wistfulness was so obvious.

The female disciples of the Ten Thousand Flowers House beside her had similar expressions to her, and one by one, they became excited in a hugh manner.

“Master?”

Duke Liu saw his own master’s face frozen in concentration, his gaze fixed dead on the brass sword.

The middle-aged swordsman snapped back to his senses, somewhat puzzled:

“That sword gives me a strange feeling, exactly how, I can’t say, well …….. It’s a swordsman’s self-cultivation.”

Why don’t I feel …….. Duke Willow came to a realization:

“No wonder I feel the same way.”

The middle-aged swordsman was pleased, “Very good, it seems like you’ve been practicing hard for a while.”

This little brat, what to pretend with me, I just felt that the sword was a little familiar, it seems to have been seen somewhere …….. The middle-aged swordsman muttered in his heart.

……….

Liu Hongmu, White Tiger, Beggar Happiness Danxiang, as well as Master and Brother Pure Heart Pure Edge, naturally didn’t recognize this divine weapon that was famous in the Nine States, and their attention was not on the brass sword at all.

Alertly looking left and right, their faces were cautious and grave, for they knew that the surname Xu had come.

He’s finally here.

Along with him, what help and what kind of undercurrents will be chalked up next.

The Rain Master and the Vajra of Duo Nang on the wind boat will also make a full effort.

The real battle begins.

The previous exchange was nothing more than foreplay.

Having been out of their misery in the outskirts of Yongzhou City, they harbored an extremely complicated mentality towards Xu Qi’an.

Both eager for him to show up and get back at him. And at the same time fearing him showing up and capsizing again.

………..

A sword ……… Cao Qingyang as the representative of the martial arts alliance crowd, do not recognize the Zhenguo sword, but saw that this brass sword can force Xiu Luo Jin Gang to retreat, and surprised and strange.

“Xu Yinluo, it’s here …….” Xiao Yuenu said word for word.

Cao Qingyang let out a “hmmm”, his tense expression slightly relaxing as he lamented in a low voice:

“Even the Buddhist Vajra is so scornful of Xu Yinluo.”

He interpreted Shura Vajra’s scorn and retreating movements as the other party being on guard against Xu Qi’an, believing that the other party was afraid of the master behind the brass sword.

Fu Jingmen and the others thought the same way. Rejoicing in Xu Qi’an’s strength, it gave them a sense of confidence in their hearts.

No one particularly cared about the sword.

The Ink Pavilion’s Pavilion Master, Yang Cui Xue, stared at the brass sword for a while, his pupils reflecting countless fine needle-like sharp lights, suddenly covering his eyes and stifling a grunt.

Blood spilled from between his fingers.

“Pavilion Master Yang?!”

His companions were taken aback and rushed to check on him.

Yang Cui Xue covered his eyes, ignoring the crowd’s concern as he called out in a slightly shrill voice:

“Zhen Guo Sword, it’s Zhen Guo Sword, it’s Zhen Guo Sword!!!”

His voice was high-pitched, his tone maniacal, repeating it over and over again, the whole thing seeming to be possessed.

The Ink Pavilion was a sword cultivation sect, and successive generations of disciples liked to search for the world’s famous swords and record them in books.

Starting from the first ancestor, up to now, there are three famous sword manuals, “Heaven, Earth, and Humankind”.

However, any sword that can be contained in the three sword manuals has three elements:

One, it is powerful in its own right and is a magic weapon; two, it has an extraordinary story or historical significance; and three, it has both the first and the second.

The first in the list of famous swords, which has never changed for three hundred years, is the Zhen Guo Sword, the sword of the founding emperor of Dafeng!

Famous Sword Record: Zhen Guo Sword!

Dafeng Emperor Gaozu’s sword, according to historical records, this sword is made of brass from Yashan, and the pattern of the sword body is like a tortoise armor, so there is a legend that this sword was gifted to Emperor Gaozu by the Sangpo divine tortoise.

The ancestor of the Ink Pavilion had also never seen the Zhen Guo Sword, as it was always sealed in the Yong Zhen Shan He Temple in the capital.

However, as a Dafeng township artifact, it would have been documented in quite a bit of detail in history.

The famous sword recipe of the Ink Pavilion is an excerpt from the description in the history book.

Yang Cui Xue could conclude that this sword was a Zhen Guo Sword, firstly, as a fourth grade sword cultivator, he was very sensitive to sword weapons and knew that this was a divine weapon. Secondly, the pattern of the brass sword body resembled a tortoise armor.

Finally, the forging process of this sword was different from the present day. Yang Cui Xue loved swords as much as his life, and could vaguely distinguish that this was the most prevalent style of sword forging in Dafeng at the beginning of the founding of the country.

And it is this style and craftsmanship that mimics the Zhenguo sword.

“Zhen Guo Sword?!”

I don’t know who exclaimed, and the martial artists gathered around Yang Cui Xue’s side, their jaws dropped.

“This sword, it’s the Emperor Gaozu’s sword.”

“The King of Zhenbei used it during the Battle of Shanhaiguan.”

Fu Jingmen and the others swallowed their saliva and actually had a pilgrimage-like feeling in their hearts.

Yang Cui Xue said excitedly:

“With the Zhen Guo Sword now in the world, why would the Martial Arts Alliance be afraid of foreign enemies? Wherever this sword’s sharpness is directed, gods and demons will not be able to escape. Xu Yinluo, he invited the Zhen Guo Sword all the way here, he really can handle the Zhen Guo Sword, the rumors are true.”

Xu Yinluo had actually invited this legendary magic treasure, in order to support the Martial Arts Alliance!

Sword of Zhen Guo?

White Tiger, Beggar Happiness Dan Xiang, Pure Heart, Pure Edge a few silent with eye contact, and shocked and heavy, they never thought that this sword was the first to be put into the battlefield of the brass sword, is the legendary Zhen Guo sword.

How could they not be aware of the Zhen Guo Sword’s hefty reputation?

Is this Xu Qi’an’s bottom card?

He really did come prepared.

“Hehe, the alliance master and the others seem to be excited?”

“Why are they all looking at that sword, could there be something special about this sword.”

“Just now, Pavilion Master Yang suddenly covered her face and cried …….”

On Nan Feng’s side, he couldn’t hear the voices and could only make vague guesses through the actions of Cao Qingyang and the others.

………

The shadows under Sun Xuanji’s feet suddenly wriggled and a figure drilled out, assisting his shoulders.

He didn’t turn around, couldn’t afford to, and his lips moved softly:

“And, for a quarter of an hour …….”

“I know, leave it to me next. Where do you keep your potions?”

Xu Qi’an opened his mouth while touching Sun Xuanji’s waist, and was disappointed to find that his storage artifact had already been damaged by the lightning strike just now and could not be opened.

Fortunately, Lin An prepared a lot of healing pills for me before, all of which are excellent pills refined by the state masters ……… Xu Qi An took out his own reserve of pills, crushed them, and stuffed them into Sun Xuanji s mouth.

The potion’s effectiveness was immediate, and Sun Xuanji’s injuries were initially stabilized.

Xu Qi’an held him up with his qi and sent him to Cao Qingyang and the others, saying:

“Look after him.”

Fu Jingmen took a big step forward and hugged the flat Sun Xuanji, her eyes blazing at Xu Qi’an:

“Xu Yinluo, thank you.”

Xiao Yuenu stared at Xu Qi’an for a few moments and smiled haughtily.

He finally showed up.

A high-pitched cheer erupted from the top of the southern peak.

“Xu Qi’an!”

White Tiger gritted his teeth, remembering the pain of his broken arm.

Kilhuan Danxiang and the others, on the other hand, had a mixture of fear and resentment, with the fiercest emotions being felt by Jinyuan and Jingshen.

Since Leizhou, they had suffered a lot at the hands of Xu Qi’an, losing many battles.

This caused the two outstanding young geniuses of the Buddhist Sect to almost lose their self-confidence.

A quarter of an hour ah, can only take life to carry …….. Xu Qi’an muttered in his heart, he had long since secretly come to the Martial Arts Alliance and handed over the Nine-Colored Lotus Root to the old Alliance Master as agreed.

The old ally’s situation was extremely bad, with his physical body on the verge of splitting and collapsing.

Sleep is needed to contain the collapse.

Without the help of the Nine-Colored Lotus Root, he would have lasted another month at most before his body died.

The old ally needed time to digest the nine-colored lotus root and break through his cultivation to become a second-grade Harmonious Dao Realm martial artist.

According to the plan Xu Qi’an and Sun Xuanji had discussed, he would first gift Cao Qingyang with a drop of his essence blood to help him briefly break through to the third grade and hold the enemy at bay. This was because Xu Qi’an knew that Ji Xuan and the Buddhist Vajra, who were scornful of him, would take it step by step and test the waters slowly.

During the process, Sun Xuanji set up the formation as the main force of the second round.

If this round was supported long enough and delayed until the old alliance lord emerged, then Xu Qi’an would be able to join forces with the old alliance lord to defend the enemy.

The Second Grade Harmonious Dao and the Third Grade Martial Man joined forces, and this battle was as steady as an old dog.

Nay, Nalan Tianlu did not speak of martial virtues and directly fired a heavenly thunderbolt, breaking Sun Xuanji’s mountain protection formation.

Xu Qi’an stretched out his right hand, and the Zhen Guo Sword automatically flew back, sending itself into his palm.

He then held out his left hand, and from the shards of the earth book in his chest, the pacific sword responded, sending itself into his master’s left palm.

The left blade and sword, standing proudly in the middle of the field, mocked:

“Ape, do you dare to fight me?”

Orangutan …….. Shura Vajra looked at him deeply and said in a high voice:

“Degree of difficulty, Nalan Yu Shi, if you don’t make a move at this time, when will you wait!”

Words fell, the sky once again descending golden streams of light, “rumbling” sound smashed in the mountain, the person is tall and sturdy, skin color dark gold, beardless without eyebrows, like a brass statue.

Another vajra!

There’s one more?

The crowd of the Martial Alliance was stunned and looked at Cao Qingyang in unison, realizing that the Alliance Master’s expression was the same as theirs.

It seemed that he hadn’t expected there to be two Vajra either.

“Two Vajra, and the Wiccan Rainmaker ……..”

Qiao Weng said bitterly, “Alliance Master Cao, you, you ……..”

He couldn’t speak.

The others were also filled with bitterness, had they known that the enemy was of this scale, they most likely would not have had the courage to come to the back of the mountain.

The third product is already an invincible person who is not visible in the jianghu for a hundred years, three of them came at once, and there is a second product rainmaker backing them up.

Cao Qingyang really didn’t know that Sun Xuanji was hiding something from him, only saying that there were Buddhist Vajra and Witch God Cult enemies.

Sun Xuanji was also afraid that Alliance Master Cao would pee in fear and then run away with his sister-in-law, leaving a pile of messes unattended.

The corner of Fu Jingmen’s mouth twitched:

“How does this make Xu Yinluo fight? There’s still hope for one person to fight two vajra, but what about the Rain Master?”

Dai Zong’s face turned white, losing his fighting spirit and confidence, and he whispered:

“I, let’s withdraw first, preserving the Martial Alliance’s fire is most important …….”

Xiao Yunu slanted a glance at him, “If you’re afraid of death, just go.”

Dai Zong opened his mouth and choked.

As he spoke, a delicate and charming woman dressed in a Luo skirt with her sideburns pulled high, stepped into the void and walked step by step.

A layer of inky clouds loomed over her head, tumbling endlessly, and thunder and lightning flashed from time to time in the thick clouds, ready to strike.

She seemed to be the master of the sky and the earth, with wind, rain, thunder and lightning at her beck and call.

This was the Rainmaker of the Witch God Cult? When Cao Qingyang and the others took one look, they felt their adrenaline spiking, their heartbeat accelerating, and it was difficult to breathe.

Can’t look straight at a strong person in this realm.

How do you this martial arts monk not eat agitation, martial arts monks and martial artists should not be the same coarse, really provoking people, but also have to Yang Qianfeng to do ……….. Xu Qi An gripped the sword in his hand and drank:

“You guys retreat further, as far away as you can, the backcountry can’t be saved.”

The back mountain can t be saved ……. Cao Qingyang and the others’ hearts beat furiously, and without saying a word, they quickly retreated.

“Alliance Master, let’s go to the South Peak, that side is far away and won’t be affected if we don’t deliberately target it.”

Dai Zong put Sun Xuanji on his shoulders and proposed.

Cao Qingyang pondered briefly and let out a “hmm”, dragging his heavily injured body, but his speed was not much slower than the others.

Dongfang Wanrong completely let go of her control over her body, letting her teacher take control of the initiative and become the master of her body.

She cupped her one hand and pointed at the sky unexpectedly.

“Boom!”

The clouds that were poised to strike immediately split down a water tank thick pillar of thunder, drowning Xu Qi’an.

The blue-white thunder pillars were so loud that they could be clearly seen from dozens of miles away.

“Buzz!”

A golden light rose above Xu Qi’an’s head, and the Floating Pagoda held up a light golden aura, shielding the power of the lightning from the outside.

Thump …….. Du Nang Vajra sent his feet into a frenzy, crashing into the aura of the Floating Pagoda and pounding his fist on Xu Qi’an’s chest.

When!

Vajra Divine Energy collided with Vajra Divine Energy, and the sound waves were like a flood of bells.

Like a cannonball, Xu Qi’an flew out backwards, breaking countless trees and collapsing a portion of the mountain, causing falling rocks to roll.

He tumbled and unloaded, having been knocked out of the mountain, and stabilized himself in the air.

Suddenly, the image of Shura Vajra appearing above his head, both fists clenched together, pounding at his head appeared in his mind ……… Xu Qi an s body shifted at a speed that did not conform to the principles of mechanics, dodged toward the side, and twisted his waist to turn back, drove his right arm, and chopped out his Zhen Guo sword.

At that moment, the Oriental Wanrong in the sky stretched out her right arm and granted permission to Seven Anne.

Spellbinding!

Xu Qi’an, who was in the middle of swinging his sword, stalled in his movements, as if he had suffered an unseen injury, and blood spilled out of his seven orifices.

Shura Vajra’s punching bag smashed down.

Xu Qi’an once again transformed into a cannonball, was whacked back, in the “boom” loud sound, the entire body embedded in the mountain, the main peak of the Injun Mountain shook violently.

……….

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Moving on to the next chapter.