Dongfang Yan has cheated again, this time with the help of a personal old man.
"You cowardly rats, why don't you just die!"
With a domineering shout, the possessed Dongfang Yan began to move, and his severed arm quickly regenerated.
Then, Dongfang Yan made a grasping motion with his right hand, and a sword made of spiritual energy appeared in his hand.
The Pengshan cultivators on the side were stunned for a moment, but they were not fools. Seeing that the other party had made a move, they also began to release spells to retaliate.
Heavenly fire and divine thunder, sword energy and blade light—all sorts of intimidating spells were unleashed.
However, Dongfang Yan remained calm and composed in the face of this situation.
It seems that Dongfang Yan... no, it's the remnant soul within him that has seen many storms.
With just a horizontal swing of his sword, he dissipated the attacks that filled the sky.
The aftershocks were devastating, causing countless houses to collapse and even mortal soldiers in the streets to be attacked. The fragile mortals were utterly helpless against the cultivators.
Even the aftershocks shredded these well-equipped soldiers to pieces.
In an instant, rubble covered the ground, severed limbs flew through the air, and blood splattered everywhere.
This scene truly embodies that saying.
When gods fight, mortals suffer!
"Hmph, you ignorant coward, how dare you bother me?"
Dongfang Yan turned his sword around and held it horizontally at his side.
Even this simple action released a portion of the sword energy.
It must have been that the ground behind him was lifted up, and countless stone spikes were driven into the ground.
"Be prepared to pay the price!"
After shouting again, Dongfang Yan disappeared from the spot.
A gust of wind was heard, and Dongfang Yan instantly teleported behind a Nascent Soul cultivator from Pengshan, then kicked out.
The unfortunate man was kicked and sent flying.
Then there was a loud bang, and the person was embedded in a wall that had not yet collapsed.
Dongfang Yan then repeated the same method, constantly teleporting to the side of the Pengshan cultivators, and then kicking or punching them, sending them flying or slamming them into the ground.
However, judging from the way he fought, this person does not know any ranged magic. It seems that he is a pure sword cultivator who follows the path of breaking all spells with a single sword.
Because all those who came here were Nascent Soul cultivators, they were helpless against Dongfang Yan, who was possessed by the remnant soul of the Dao Integration Realm, and could only passively take the beating.
There were also a few who were quite good at fighting, and they managed to tear the hem of Dongfang Yan's clothes.
Meanwhile, Wu Er also buffed Han Qingxiu.
Wu Er, who was in the form of a paper doll, summoned spiritual power from his original body from a great distance and then stuffed it all into Han Qingxiu's hands.
"Isn't he just a personal old man? Does he think my Xiuer doesn't have one?"
Wu Er made a sarcastic remark, then transmitted his voice to Han Qingxiu, saying, "Xiuer, you can fight however you want from now on. You have plenty of spiritual energy, and there are no cooldowns for either your small skills or your attacks."
"Yes." Han Qingxiu responded. Although she didn't understand what "attack," "skill," and "cooldown" meant, she could feel boundless power within her body.
"Hurrah!"
Wu Er shouted something while pulling at the paper head, and then Han Qingxiu rushed up as well.
"Are there any more cowards who dare to come here?"
Upon seeing Han Qingxiu, the possessed Dongfang Yan slashed out with his sword.
Han Qingxiu, on the other hand, stood upright and slashed horizontally.
"Ding~"
A clanging sound rang out, and the two swords crossed in a cross shape.
After the two collided, their sword energy dispersed, stirring up dust and creating a tornado centered on them.
The airflow carried sand and gravel from the ground into the sky, and for a moment the sky was dark and people could not be seen.
Once the tornado dissipates and the sand and gravel settle, things will be able to see clearly again.
Han Qingxiu and Dongfang Yan were still facing each other with their swords drawn, each trying to suppress the other but neither could gain the upper hand.
"Click~"
A faint sound rang out between the two.
Cracks could be seen appearing on the longsword made of spiritual energy in Dongfang Yan's hand.
Ultimately, the weapon was inferior; the Wujian Sword truly lived up to its reputation as a semi-sacred artifact.
Seeing that the longsword was about to shatter, in order not to be at a disadvantage, Dongfang Yan took the initiative to retreat and distance himself from Han Qingxiu.
Dongfang Yan stood to the side, channeling spiritual energy into the longsword in his hand, causing the cracks on the spiritual energy sword to disappear.
Who are you?
After repairing the sword, Dongfang Yan pointed it at Han Qingxiu and asked her a question.
Han Qingxiu shook her head and asked in return, "I'd like to ask that too. How can there be someone like you?"
Looking around at the mess, there were collapsed houses everywhere, and cultivators embedded in the walls and on the ground. Even more disgusting were the piles of mortals shattered into pieces.
"Why did you hit them? What are you doing? Why are you being so unreasonable? What is the purpose of killing and injuring so many people?"
Han Qingxiu was very angry, so she asked a lot of questions in a row.
These words were directed at Dongfang Yan, but the person in front of him was not Dongfang Yan, but merely a remnant soul whose name was unknown.
The remnant soul possessing Dongfang Yan didn't listen at all, and instead said, "The green hills remain unchanged, the green waters flow forever, but I'll take your life next time!"
After saying this, the man leaped up and flew away on his sword into the distance, seemingly making a run for it.
Han Qingxiu wanted to chase after them, but she couldn't see what the point would be, especially since there were a bunch of wounded people here...
After thinking about it, I decided to save people first.
And so, this inexplicable fight came to an end.
The result was that half of the city was demolished, countless mortals were killed or injured, and a bunch of cultivators were wounded.
The reason and significance of this fight, however, are quite puzzling.
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