Chapter 87 Sword Sect
Chapter 87 Sword Sect
Xu Daosheng held the magic sword horizontally, pressed it against Li Wuxiang's neck, smiled grimly, and was about to speak -
A white light suddenly shot out from Li Wuxiang's right eye and hit Xu Daosheng's left eye!
At this moment, a yellowish-brown talisman light appeared on Xu Daosheng's body, and the small sword only poked into his eyeball with the tip of the sword, but was actually blocked. However, this talisman light encountered the sword sect's true energy that Zeng Jianqiu had nurtured for decades on the sword, and it only lasted for a blink of an eye before it suddenly dissipated, and the small sword completely sank into Xu Daosheng's eye socket.
He screamed and flew backwards, but the small sword immediately penetrated into his brain, twisted it violently, and then came out from the back of his head!
Xu Daosheng's body froze, and he stood there in a daze. At this moment, the board he had inserted behind the three handfuls of yellow earth cracked with a snap, and Xu Daosheng's entire body immediately lost color, turning into an earthy yellow statue.
As soon as the board broke, the red dust and fog on the entire mountain road dissipated with a buzzing sound. The mountain walls on both sides shook rumblingly and immediately cracked into countless cracks, and gravel rolled down like a stream.
The heavy burden that Li Wuxiang had been carrying disappeared at this moment. He immediately reached forward and caught the small sword that had pierced through the back of Xu Daosheng's head, and stuffed it into his mouth.
The tentacles of his flying sword were cut off by the petrified Xu Daosheng. As soon as the flying sword entered the body, the stone statue made a cracking sound, and the stone chips fell off, revealing a completely intact, living person.
Xu Daosheng was not at all dazed, and immediately pulled back as soon as he appeared. But Li Wuxiang approached him, and Xu Daosheng's eyes widened, and he suddenly turned his head away, trying to avoid his eyes again.
But the sword light flew out from Li Wuxiang's chest again, pecked his left knee, and the knee burst into blood with a bang.
Xu Daosheng screamed in pain: "Ah! Come on! Come on!"
But when Feng Ji and his companions saw this scene, they were stunned and turned around and ran away!
Li Wuxiang passed by Xu Daosheng like the wind. His left knee was broken, and he fell to the ground on the mountain road. He immediately rolled over again, trying to hide behind Li Wuxiang. But Li Wuxiang pointed casually, and the sword light shot out from his sleeve again, smashing Xu Daosheng's right knee with a snap!
He screamed in pain again and grabbed the stone steps with both hands to climb up. He looked back in panic, only to find that Li Wuxiang was six or seven steps away from him, running towards Feng Ji and his companions.
Feng Ji had only run three or four steps at this time - there was a bend in front of him, and after passing the bend he could fly into the bushes on the side.
But suddenly he heard three thuds beside him. He turned around and saw Feng Er, Feng San and Feng Si all fell heavily to the ground, their bodies sliding forward.
He just felt his scalp go numb and heard Li Wuxiang's voice behind him: "If you don't want to leave, then don't leave!"
He suddenly stopped, twisted his waist, slid to his side and knelt on the sand, and immediately kowtowed: "Master, please spare my life, Master, please spare my life, I will never dare to--"
The sword flashed straight to his face, and with a bang, it hit his head into a pool of blood.
At this time, Xu Daosheng desperately climbed up a few steps before he reacted. He immediately propped himself up and shouted to the cliff: "Save me! Save me! I am a True Form Taoist. How dare you, the thirty-six sects, sit back and watch! Anyone who kills a disciple of the Xuan Sect will be punished no matter how far away he is!"
But only his voice echoed in the mountain path, and -
Footsteps!
Li Wuxiang returned behind him.
Xu Daosheng turned over abruptly and looked up at him, his lips trembling—Flying sword... He is a swordsman! How could he be a swordsman! ?
"I lost, I lost! I admit defeat! You are the leader of Ranshan Sect! Don't kill me!" Xu Daosheng shouted hurriedly, "I am not coming for you, we are all from the Eight Divisions of Xuan Sect..."
"Do you know where you lost?" Li Wuxiang looked at him and smiled coldly, then slowly pinched his arms, legs and feet, returning them to their original shape.
"me……"
"You can't do things on impulse. You have to think carefully about how to do something from the beginning." Li Wuxiang walked to his feet and looked down at him. "When I was in the cave, you should have done your best to solve the problem like you did this time. But you didn't, and you were playing around to vent your anger. How can you do this when your life is at stake?"
"No... No..." Xu Daosheng suddenly felt relieved. "Master, you are right to teach me a lesson!" "Just now, you did a good job. You were well prepared and didn't give the opponent time to talk nonsense. You cast a few spells and forced me to move. This is how you kill people properly. But why did you fall into your old habit later and come to me and say harsh words? Once you decide on something, you must follow through to the end."
“Yes, yes, yes… yes, yes!”
Li Wuxiang nodded: "You think so too, right? Then if I want to kill you, I should do it to the end. But your six Xuan sects sound so powerful, so for the sake of Xuan sect, if you give me a chance, I will give you a chance too."
He raised his hand and pointed downwards: "Okay. Give it a try. There is only one path in the mountains. See if you can climb out of my sight. If you can, I will give you a favor."
Xu Daosheng was stunned for a moment, then turned around abruptly, kicked the ground with his bloody knees, and used both hands to climb down two steps at once.
The sword flashed and hit the left shoulder, causing bones and flesh to splatter.
Xu Daosheng groaned, twisted his back desperately, and climbed down another level.
Another bloody hole appeared on the right shoulder!
He fell on the stone steps with a thud, blood gushing from his face, and he tried to twist and turn downwards like a worm, but there was another flash of silver light at his waist, and his head hit the edge of the stone steps hard, and he could no longer move.
"Unfortunately, it's less than ten feet." Li Wuxiang walked to his side, squatted down, and turned his face towards him. "But there is still a chance. Tell me why you came to the Ranshan Secret Realm. Who told you about this and how did they tell you?"
Xu Daosheng's face was covered with tears, and half of his teeth were broken by the stone edge: "In order to find Youjiuyuan... I heard that you need the treasure in the secret realm of Ranshan to enter Youjiuyuan... I want to make a great contribution..."
"Where did you hear that?"
"My master interrogated one of your swordsmen, and that swordsman said... that swordsman said that he knew about the secret realm of Ranshan after reading your Netherworld Scroll..."
"What is the Netherworld Scroll?"
"Ah?" Xu Daosheng was stunned. "I, I don't know... I really don't know..."
Li Wuxiang nodded and sighed: "I gave you another chance, but it's a pity that you can't use it. Look, if you can crawl out a foot of land in front of me, you will pass the mountain gate and will no longer be in the Ranshan Dojo."
Xu Daosheng's eyes widened suddenly, but Li Wuxiang stood up, slightly raised his head and looked at the cliffs on both sides, and shouted: "Master Ranshan, kill this beast in Ranshan Dojo!"
The sound echoed in the mountain path. The cliffs on both sides were still silent, with only scattered pieces of gravel falling down with a rustling sound.
The small sword pierced into Xu Daosheng's face with a thud, and then flew back into his sleeve!
On the top of the cliff, Cheng Shengfei tightly grasped his sword, his chest heaving violently. After a moment of shock, he turned to look at Cheng Peixin: "He...he...Master, he killed Xu Daosheng! He really dared to do it!"
He gritted his teeth again and swung the sword vigorously: "This is exactly what a sect leader should look like!"
Cheng Peixin's face was full of astonishment at this time. She turned to look at the dense forest in the distance, and only looked away after exchanging a glance with the abbot in the forest.
"Flying sword technique..." She exhaled slowly and muttered to herself, "He is... the Sword Sect..."
The second update will be at eight in the morning.
(End of this chapter)