The silvery needles and threads were almost transparent in the sunlight, spiraling and twisting like a spider web, extending outward from the center of the Ji River, and Lu Zhaozhao and Yaotong were the prey she had set her sights on.
Lu Zhaozhao swung her sword to block the attack aimed at Yaotong, but Cui Xingjue's discipline whip appeared in front of her the next moment.
Using his waist and abdomen as leverage, he twisted the sword, turning it in a different direction to block the force of the discipline whip. Cui Xingjue sneered, exerting force in his hand, causing the whip to coil around the sword and firmly entangle it.
Lu Zhaozhao looked up and met his sinister gaze. She wanted to draw her sword, but at that moment, Yu Anxing's figure disappeared from the spot.
"Watch out!" Lu Zhaozhao warned urgently, immediately looking at Yaotong.
Sure enough, the next moment, Yu Anxing teleported in front of Yaotong with the Mandarin Duck Swords.
Yao Tong quickly took a step back, twirling the zither in her hand. She used her right hand to hold the back of the zither against the blade to block the attack, while her left hand immediately plucked the strings, creating a barrier around her body.
"Your reaction was quite quick, but Fellow Daoist Lu, without the assistance of the Heavenly Sound Sect, can you still defeat the two of us?"
Ji Shui's laughter rang in her ears like silver bells. She moved lightly, as if she were moving with the wind, and floated to Lu Zhaozhao's side.
"How will you know if you don't try?" Lu Zhaozhao replied with a light laugh.
"You're so calm. How about we make a bet? Do you think you'll be defeated by the two of us first, or will Yaotong be subdued by Yu Anxing first?"
A mocking smile played on Ji Shui's lips, but his eyes held absolute confidence in victory.
"I bet you'll lose to me first."
Lu Zhaozhao spoke firmly, which made Ji Shui burst out laughing, his eyes full of disdain for her, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.
"Don't believe me? Why don't we give it a try?"
After Lu Zhaozhao finished speaking, she forcefully shook the discipline whip away. Cui Xingjue's palm went numb from the shock, and he took several steps back before he could regain his balance.
Freed from her restraints, Lu Zhaozhao immediately turned towards the direction of the Ji River.
Ji Shui was surprised that she broke free so easily. She immediately rolled her eyes at Cui Xingjue, called her a piece of trash, and then immediately got serious.
Although Cui Xingjue was angry after being scolded, he dared not retaliate. After all, they were in the same boat at this moment, so he could only regroup and prepare to launch the next attack.
While the fighting was raging on one side, the other side wasn't idle either.
Seeing that Yao Tong was in bad shape, Bai Yuanshi wanted to help out of loyalty, but before he could move, Sang Pan came in front of him and blocked his way.
Bai Yuanshi looked at him coldly, while Sang Pan squinted and sized him up, saying, "They're fighting just fine, so don't get involved. If you're really itching for a fight, let's just have the two of us test the waters."
Liao Chou then looked at Bai Yuanshi, or more accurately, at the bamboo tube in his hand.
The owner's physique made him exceptionally sensitive to all kinds of artifacts, and he could perceive their various qualities and spirituality.
Having seen so many, I've lost interest in weapons without spiritual power.
The most obvious way to determine whether a handy weapon possesses spirituality is to observe its reaction to external influences.
With ordinary weapons, he doesn't even need to lift a finger; he can simply stand there and they will automatically break free from their master and become his weapon. With slightly better quality weapons, he needs to activate them to break free from his master's control. With even better weapons, he can resist the influence of the influence. With his current abilities, he cannot affect the best weapons at all.
Before attending the Golden Palace Banquet, he had never seen the highest quality type of weapon, namely the Sword Tomb Sect Leader. Even weapons would be affected by his weapon-wielding physique.
At this banquet, however, he saw many weapons that surprised him.
Leaving aside the leaders of the three major sects, even though the weapons of Master Bu Lu and those other people who looked like they had lived for a very long time were right in front of him, Liao Chou was unable to sense them at all.
Besides these, there are three other people he is most interested in.
Bai Yuanshi, Lu Zhaozhao, and Sangpan.
He didn't know if Sangpan really didn't have any weapons, but he couldn't sense them. As for the other two, they were simply interested in weapons.
Lu Zhaozhao's rebellious intent was too heavy, as if forged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood. He could tell that Lu Zhaozhao could not fully control it at this moment. This sword was excellent, and could even counteract his influence, but unfortunately, there were not enough wielders.
Liao Chou felt the same way about Bai Yuanshi's bamboo flute as she did about those elder cultivators; the flute was unaffected by him, and they couldn't even establish a connection.
Therefore, from the moment he stepped onto the platform, his gaze was completely fixed on Bai Yuanshi.
Seeing the tense atmosphere between the two, he finally couldn't help but want to make a move; the boiling blood in his body was already impossible to contain.
Bai Yuanshi looked at the two people in front of him, and lightly brushed his left hand across the bamboo tube. In an instant, it was filled with dazzling light and color.
The "Ten Admonitions" were unfurled immediately, the ink-black characters quickly covering half the platform.
Sangpan raised an eyebrow and formed a hand seal behind her back, a seal that no one else had ever seen before.
Liao Chou's lips curled up excitedly as she looked at the bamboo tube in Bai Yuanshi's hand, the bloodlust in her eyes seeming to intensify.
"Get out of the way!"
He shouted and swung his hand towards the mulberry grove.
With a sudden stop, Sangpan halted, glanced at Liaochou with an expression of utter disbelief, muttered a curse under his breath, and then ceased his attack.
Swords, spears, halberds...
Countless weapons flew out from behind Liao Chou and, under his control, pierced towards Bai Yuanshi.
Clang!
The barrier formed by the Ten Admonitions blocked all these weapons, and before long, the fallen weapons around him piled up into a small mountain.
Seeing this, Liao Chou was not annoyed, but rather even more excited, his eyes fixed on the bamboo tube in Bai Yuanshi's hand.
Having reached the barrier, blood energy condensed in his hands, and Liaochou struck the barrier forcefully.
Bai Yuanshi grunted, squinting as he looked at Liao Chou, who was becoming increasingly excited.
The blood energy outside the barrier grew increasingly dense, with some even penetrating through it, causing Jian Shisi Shu's protective barrier to become thinner and thinner.
Bai Yuanshi remained calm and showed no impatience as he watched Liao Chou go mad.
Until a crack appeared in the barrier and a flash of white light appeared, Liaochou couldn't help but close her eyes for a moment.
A streak of crimson blood flashed across the surface, and the stench of blood filled the air as drops fell to the ground.
Liao Chou gasped for breath. He reached up and wiped his face, then looked down and saw that his hand was covered in blood.
The panting grew louder and louder. Bai Yuanshi frowned as he looked over, and Liao Chou trembled with excitement.
The bamboo tube was stained with blood, but in the next moment, water droplets seeped out from the outer tube, washing away the bloodstains.
The bamboo tube remained spotless.
Liao Chou stuck out her tongue and licked the blood that had trickled down her lip. The taste of blood spread in her mouth. At that moment, all reason vanished, and the only remaining thought was—
Fight to the bitter end!
A blood-red figure flashed past and crashed into Bai Yuanshi.
"Come on! Fight! Use your weapons and fight!"
Liaochou laughed loudly, his eyes shining.
"That looks amazing! But you can't get distracted."
Ji Shui breathed softly into Lu Zhaozhao's ear, teasing her as he spoke in a low voice.
Lu Zhaozhao withdrew her gaze and looked at the water in front of her.
He looked past her and at Cui Xingjue behind her.
After several rounds, Lu Zhaozhao continued to attack the heavily injured Cui Xingjue, whose condition at this moment could hardly be described as bad.
Cui Xingjue clutched his chest, blood flowing from it. The sword wound from Niye was difficult to remove by ordinary means, and he could not heal himself. He could only stare at Lu Zhaozhao with a sinister gaze.
“Him,” Lu Zhaozhao pointed at Cui Xingjue and said, “He has no offensive power left. He should be completely eliminated in less than two rounds. It seems that the bet we made earlier has already been settled.”
Ji Shui wore a smile on his face, but in reality, his back teeth were clenched tightly, and he was filled with displeasure.
She knew Lu Zhaozhao was quite strong, but she kept thinking that with both of them fighting, they couldn't afford to be at a disadvantage against just one.
Unexpectedly, Cui Xingjue was so useless. Despite being injured, he couldn't even last a few rounds.
She gave half her attention to Yu Anxing. Yao Tong was not good at attacking, but she was exceptionally difficult to deal with. As a result, even though Yu Anxing had been suppressing her for so long, he still couldn't gain the upper hand.
If things continue like this, we'll be the first to be taken down.
The thought flashed through Ji Shui's mind, and she was startled.
Regardless of what she was thinking, Lu Zhaozhao simply picked up the sword, ran her hand over the blade, and exuded a chilling aura.
She pointed her sword at Ji Shui and Cui Xingjue behind her.
We're about to win this round.
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