Chapter 528: A Touch of Sword Intention in Qiyun Tower
"How dare this bunch of bastards bully my Shui Yunxuan..."
The shopkeeper was also a young and energetic person in the early stage of the Golden Core Realm. He flicked his long sleeves and said in a deep voice, "Don't panic. All the monks who are guarding the store, follow me to fight the enemy. Quick!"
Amidst the rays of light, more than a dozen figures rushed towards the store door.
Ning Daoran frowned. He didn't want to get involved. He didn't even know the identities and origins of these Tribulation Cultivators. He shouldn't act rashly at this time.
"Boom~~~"
In a moment, there was a loud noise outside the store, and the protective formation of Shuiyunxuan was shattered directly with a buzzing sound. A giant purple shuttle flashed in the air. It was this thing that shattered the formation! "Not good!"
The shopkeeper of Shuiyunxuan realized at this time that something was wrong! The other party who had such means was definitely not an ordinary robbery cultivator. The leader had the combat power of the middle stage of the golden elixir. He was an old man in a green shirt, with a fairy-like appearance, and looked very much like a great man playing a guest robbery cultivator! In an instant, several sword lights slashed from all directions, and many sword cultivators in the early stage of the golden elixir attacked at the same time! The shopkeeper of Shuiyunxuan was shocked and hesitated to use a magic weapon to block several sword energies, but just as the magic weapon was clanging and trembling, the green-shirted old man in the middle stage of the golden elixir swept over and put one hand on the brow of the shopkeeper of Shuiyunxuan.
"puff!"
A trickle of blood splashed out, killing him instantly!
"Shopkeeper!"
A group of accompanying monks were stunned.
"kill!"
The old man in green shouted loudly, and rushed into the store quickly. He raised his fingertips, and several green sword lights swept across, and instantly the bodies of the five Foundation Establishment Stage attendant monks were turned into pieces.
"Um?"
The old man in green shirt took a quick glance and spotted Ji Ning's figure.
The next moment, the green-shirted old man's eyes widened, and a ray of spiritual pressure from the middle stage of the Golden Core came over like an overwhelming force. Then, sword intent surged throughout his body, and wisps of indigo sword energy came from all directions like swimming snakes, and he was going to kill Ji Ning in an instant!
"ah?!"
Ji Ning shuddered slightly.
She was extremely shocked. When this group of Tribulation Cultivators appeared, Ji Ning had already guessed their identities.
The shops on this street are all owned by the Beast Taming Sect, and the Beast Taming Sect and the Martial God Pavilion are working together to take back Liuyun Mountain. So when so many robbery cultivators attack these shops at this time, the mastermind behind them is most likely Qiyun Tower.
But Qingxiefang is also the property of Qiyunlou. This old man who was in charge of robbery attacked without saying a word. Could it be that the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple and the family members didn’t recognize each other anymore?
"court death!"
When Ji Ning was shocked, a figure appeared in front of her.
Ning Daoran raised his hand and flicked it. With a loud "pa" sound, the Dragon Demon Power roared out and instantly extinguished all the sword energy of the green-shirted old man who was in the middle stage of the Golden Core. Then he suddenly drew his sword and slashed at the old man through the air.
"What?!"
The old man was horrified, and hurriedly input a large amount of magic power into his inner armor. Suddenly, a ray of light from the third-order low-grade armor burst out, protecting his body tightly!
“Swish!”
What the old man could not imagine was that Ning Daoran's sword intent actually penetrated the armor, instantly cut into his body, and directly turned into a mark planted in his soul.
"not good!"
The old man retreated dozens of steps, and said in shock: "There are still masters, retreat quickly!"
"Master, what's going on?"
Many Tribulation Cultivators hurriedly surrounded the old man and left.
"snort……"
Ning Daoran looked indifferent. He did not chase after him. There was no need to do so. The old man was hit by his Dragon Demon Sword and would definitely die. Even if a great immortal came, he could not save his life.
"Ji Ning, let's go back to Liuyun Mountain Cave. We shouldn't stay here for long."
"Okay, Senior Ning..."
Ji Ning was shocked and hurriedly followed Ning Daoran to fly out of Shuiyunxuan.
However, he saw that the outside was in chaos. At least hundreds of robbers had rushed into the streets. Almost every shop was being attacked. The robbers were extremely cruel. After breaking into the shops, they burned, killed and looted, leaving no one alive.
For a moment, Ji Ning frowned slightly.
Even if Qiyunlou borrowed the hands of the robbers to counter the Beast Taming Sect, it doesn't seem necessary, right? "There are two more over there!"
Below, several robbery cultivators looked up and saw the figures of Ning Daoran and Ji Ning.
"kill!"
Many people took to the air.
Ning Daoran flicked his sleeves, and a flash of blood-red sword light flew out from his sleeves, instantly turning the seven or eight Tribulation Cultivators into pieces.
"not good!"
An old man who was sitting on the attic had a deep voice: "This senior is a Nascent Soul. No one is allowed to attack this Nascent Soul senior..."
He hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "Senior, our target is only the shop, and we have no intention of offending you!"
Ning Daoran glanced at him indifferently, which meant that he didn't like to meddle in other people's business, otherwise none of these Tribulation Cultivators would survive! After being swept by Ning Daoran's indifferent eyes, the old man of the Golden Core felt a chill rushing from his tailbone to the top of his head. It was too scary. Just now, he seemed to have walked through the gates of hell again! ...
Dongming City, the ancestral home of Qiyun Tower.
A tall building stands tall, reaching into the sky.
On the top floor, an old man in a gray-white robe, emitting the aura of a mid-Nascent Soul stage, sat calmly on a throne, looking indifferently in the direction of the shops in the distance.
Beside him, on his left side, lay a giant turtle covered with green patterns all over its body, emitting the aura of an early Nascent Soul. On the dead tree on his right, perched on a very hard-to-find stick insect, also emitting the aura of an early Nascent Soul.
Jing Long, the ancestor of Qiyun Tower, is a great monk who is feared by all.
In the distance, the commercial street owned by the Beast Taming Sect was attacked by robbers, and this masterpiece was done by Jing Long.
Qiyun Tower has long been entrenched in the area. At this time, Lu Yunzhou colluded with the national teacher in a secretive way, trying to uproot Qiyun Tower from Hunzhou. Qiyun Tower will naturally not sit idly by and wait for death.
The masters fought, and every move went straight to the vital point! The Beast Taming Sect wanted the Liuyun Mountain foundation of Qiyun Tower, so Qiyun Tower destroyed the Beast Taming Sect's thousands of shops!
“Swish, swish, swish~~~”
In the clouds, one figure after another broke through the wind and landed on the eaves outside the Qiyun Tower. Leading among them was the old man in the middle stage of the Jindan Tribulation Cultivation, and behind him were several of his disciples in the early stage of the Jindan Tribulation Cultivation.
"Um?"
Jing Long frowned and sneered, "Fellow Daoist Nan Ge, why is this?"
The old man who was cultivating the robbery was called "Master Nan Ge". He was originally a great cultivator who roamed around the Xingyun Mountains.
"Please help me, Qiyunlou Ancestor..."
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Nan Ge Zhenren actually knelt outside, sweat dripping from his face as he said, "I followed the order of the ancestor and led the disciples to attack the shopping street, but I didn't expect to be attacked by a Yuanying cultivator. My life is in danger, please save me..."
As he said this, Master Nan Ge spat out a large mouthful of blood with a "puff".
“Master!”
Several disciples were horrified.
"Nascent Soul Stage attack?"
Old Jinglong's eyes were cold and he asked, "Could it be the Fire Yuan Master who is staying at Liuyun Mountain?"
"Most likely!"
Nan Ge Zhenren had a painful expression on his face: "That person was wearing a red robe, and there was a woman beside him. He looked a bit like the Master Ji of Qingxiefang..."
"snort!"
Old Jinglong said calmly: "If so, it must be this person. I have received intelligence a long time ago. This Huo Yuan Zhenjun once knew Ji Fangzhu in the past. There is some friendship between the two. However, Ji Fangzhu is the owner of Qingxie Fang, and is also a member of my Qiyun Tower. Why would Huo Yuan Zhenjun attack you?"
"Ancestor, please understand..."
How could Nan Ge Zhenren dare to tell the truth? He originally planned to capture Ji Ning and bring her back home as his concubine, but he didn't expect that there was a Nascent Soul cultivator hiding beside her. The aura of Huo Yuan Zhenjun was not released! "We also know that Master Ji is one of us, but Huo Yuan Zhenjun attacked without knowing right or wrong. Please save me, ancestor. I can't hold on any longer..."
As he spoke, Master Nan Ge knelt on the eaves of the corridor, cold sweat pouring down his face, his meridians tense, cracks appearing on his skin, and his whole body seemed to be about to split apart.
"snort!"
Jing Long's eyes turned cold: "Well, let me see what methods this Huo Yuan Zhenjun has!"
As he spoke, Jing Long directly released his Nascent Soul consciousness and began to explore the body and soul of Master Nan Ge.
Not to mention the chaotic and dense sword energy in that body, when Jing Long's consciousness entered Nan Ge's soul world, he was immediately frightened! "Buzz——"
Nan Ge Zhenren's spiritual world was in tatters, like a mountain that was about to collapse at any time, and in the middle of the mountain, there was a blood-red long sword that stretched thousands of miles! Around the long sword, wisps of blood-red dragon energy spread, as if a real dragon was entrenched in it, which made people feel cold!
A ray of sword intent, and it was an extremely powerful ray of dragon demon sword intent.
"this……"
Jing Long's eyes turned cold, and his consciousness condensed into a body and stepped forward. He raised his hand and sent out a green palm, trying to touch the dragon demon sword intent.
"roar!"
Unexpectedly, a dragon roar suddenly sounded, and the dragon demon sword intent hummed continuously. The blood-colored real dragon raised its hand and bit towards Jing Long's consciousness! "Not good!"
Jing Long was horrified and retreated hastily, but it was too late.
With a "swoosh", most of the spiritual consciousness was actually devoured by the Dragon Demon Sword Intent, and this strand of Dragon Demon Sword Intent seemed to be angry at Jing Long. The giant sword inserted on the mountainside hummed and clanged, as if it wanted to escape from this spiritual world and kill Jing Long! "Not good!"
Jing Long withdrew quickly and hurriedly extracted this wisp of spiritual consciousness from the spiritual world of Master Nan Ge.
He also cast a ban to seal the physical body of Master Nan Ge, preventing the Dragon Demon Sword from accidentally hurting anyone.
Master Nan Ge knelt on the ground, his head lowered, and said nothing.
"Ancestor Jing!"
Several of his disciples were shocked: "My master...how is my master?"
"Not very good, dead."
Jing Long said lightly.
"Ah?! How is that possible?"
Several disciples were stunned.
The next second, the sword energy in Nan Ge Zhenren's body burst out, and the Dragon Demon Sword Intent officially erupted. With a "bang", a huge blood-red sword intent with a range of several feet was exploded. Not only was Nan Ge Zhenren's body devoured and turned into debris, but even several disciples beside him were also affected, and they turned into several puffs of blood rain in the air! "Buzz~~~"
The Qiyun Tower hummed, and the restrictions set up in the building emitted a rosy glow, blocking all the killing power of the sword!
…
Jing Long's eyes were cold and he fell into deep thought.
A trace of sword intent is so powerful that it is terrifying. Who is that True Lord Huo Yuan?
(End of this chapter)