Chapter 309: On the battlefield, what is the use of a gentleman, the seventeenth level of true skill.

Just when Ling Xudu was thinking secretly with a puzzled look on his face, an old man in black and white Taoist robes hurried over.

"The third elder of Jianxie Sect, Mo Qiuyong, invites you to see the senior from the upper sect, Ling Xudu." The third elder stood dozens of meters away and bowed deeply.

"What is the purpose of your visit, fellow Daoist?" Ling Xudu's voice was vague, as if it came from all directions. Although he was standing not far away, the Third Elder felt that this person was in a fog, and his figure seemed real and illusory.

"I came here for the sake of my Sword Evil Sect for generations to come, and also for the interests of our sect in the Northern Territory."

"The Sword Evil Sect is willing to be the sharp blade of the Yuling Shengkui Sect in the Northern Territory and wipe out the evil."

"The Upper Sect needs my Sword Evil Sect as a wedge to drive into the Northern Territory. My Sword Evil Sect needs the Upper Sect to kill the man at the foot of the mountain."

Gritting his teeth, the Third Elder stated his request straight to the point.

When a weak person makes a request to a strong person, it is best to be straightforward and state one's conditions and what one seeks in return.

"Oh? Third Elder, do you want me, the Heavenly Strategy Master Ling Xudu, to bear the blame for the sneak attack?"

"How dare you slander the good name of a Jie Dao Zhenjun like this."

"Also, do you know who that person is at the foot of the mountain? He is the Star Lord of Greedy Wolf from Zizai Tian. If you let me take action on behalf of your Sword Evil Sect and kill this person, where will my Yuling Shengkui Sect be placed?"

With a flash of his figure, Ling Xudu's silhouette gradually solidified, and in the blink of an eye he arrived in front of the Third Elder. Pressure like a mountain and a sea immediately enveloped his figure, and for a moment the Third Elder felt his teeth chattering.

However, at this moment, after hearing Ling Xudu's words, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Old people are cunning, and old horses are crafty.

The Third Elder is in the middle stage of cultivation and is now nearing the end of his life. His potential has long been exhausted and there is no hope of a breakthrough. He usually likes to study "Three Thousand Years of Sword Dao" with his female disciple. Originally, he came to see Ling Xudu just to try his luck, but now he has seen a glimmer of opportunity.

"Born and raised here, you are nothing but a rotten skin. At most, you can return this life to the sect." A firm look flashed in the eyes of the third elder, and he suddenly said: "If the upper sect is unwilling to take action, I have another plan. The Sword Evil Sect is willing to surrender to Zizai Tian."

"If you make a move, regardless of the agreement you have reached with the sect master, the Sword Evil Sect is willing to give you 10% of the sect's income every year."

The Third Elder placed extra emphasis on the words "gift to seniors".

If Yi Chen were here, he would definitely cry out that the world is going downhill and that the cultivation world has even started to use yin-yang contracts.

"Are you threatening my Tianji strategist Ling Xudu?" A strange color flashed in Ling Xudu's eyes and he raised his eyebrows. The Third Elder suddenly felt the pressure around him increase by more than ten times. Under the tremendous pressure, he couldn't help but shed two lines of blood and tears in the corners of his eyes.

Although he was trembling all over, the old man in black and white Taoist robes still faced Ling Xudu's gaze firmly.

He was convinced that his judgment was correct.

It's not just his Jianxie Sect that needs the endorsement of the Yuling Shengkui Sect.

The Yuling Shengkui Sect also needs to support a powerful agent in the Northern Territory to deal with challenges from other sects.

Just when the Third Elder's legs were trembling and he was about to give up, he suddenly felt the pressure around him disappear, and a look of joy flashed across his eyes.

"The Sword Evil Sect is indeed a great sect in the Northern Territory. It really has people who are generous and sympathetic. The Sword Evil Sect Mo Qiu uses Elder Mo. I will remember you."

"Tell me how you can convince Daoist Wusheng to give me the 10% of the profits. I will give you half a cup of tea."

With a flick of his finger, Ling Xudu sent a healing pill into the mouth of the old man in black and white Taoist robes, which turned into a powerful warm current and healed his injuries.

As a top veteran, the Third Elder has experienced countless ups and downs. He knows that Ling Xudu's attitude has softened, and this matter has at least a 70% chance of success.

He then briefly recounted his relationship with Wusheng Sword Mother. It turned out that Wusheng Sword Mother was discovered and selected by him, but Wusheng Sword Mother's talent was too outstanding. He was afraid of wasting this good seedling, so he recommended her to the old sect master to be accepted as his last disciple.

Wusheng Sword Mother always treated the old man who pulled her out of the quagmire and made her a disciple of the former sect master with the respect of a half-teacher.

"Even if you pass this level, what will happen to my reputation if you take action this time?" Ling Xudu looked towards the third elder.

"Is Senior Ling testing me? A Taoist friend who is known as a strategist, how can you not know the so-called good reputation? You are just a whore who lets others frame you."

"On the battlefield, what use is a gentleman?"

"When our Sword Evil Sect dominated the Northern Territory, there were cultivators who argued scriptures for us and made us famous!"

"Besides, this person didn't carry the Greedy Wolf Star Mask. If we kill him, the sect will have a hundred excuses to shirk responsibility. Zizaitian can only swallow this dumb loss. With Senior Ling in charge of the sect, can Dou Mu Yuanjun still come to attack us?"

"There is one more change in my Sword Evil Sect's mountain protection formation. I am willing to risk my life, use my body as a guide, and my soul as a sacrifice to attract the supreme sword energy evil essence dormant in Kunxu Mountain, and attack together with the senior."

"Don't worry, senior. I have left a letter. When the sect master reads the letter, he will definitely give me this last favor."

The old man in black and white Taoist robes did not hesitate to take out a letter that he had prepared long ago and handed it to Ling Xudu.

Looking at the gray-haired old man, a complicated look flashed in Ling Xudu's eyes.

The Jianxie Sect has been nurturing scholars for thousands of years, and has produced many good talents from both the old and new inheritances. It has the hope of revival, so it is worth investing in it to help the Yuling Shengkui Sect fight in difficult situations.

It is better to shed the blood of another sect than to shed your own blood.

With the power of his Yuling Shengkui Sect today, he is not afraid of any trouble caused by the Jianxie Sect in a short period of time. Now is not the time to put a bridle on the Jianxie Sect.

Ling Xudu, who was well versed in the geopolitical situation, had a lot of thoughts in his mind and had already made up his mind.

Jian Xie Sect, he will be of great use in the future!

Today, he is going to remove the thorn of Zizai Tian and kill the Star Lord Tanlang at the foot of Kunxu Mountain.

No matter what conspiracy Zizai Tian has, what kind of trouble can a dead man cause?

"Friend Mo, the weather is nice and the breeze is bright. Please go ahead!"

"I deeply admire your willingness to sacrifice your life for the sect, but I don't want this part of the Sword Evil Sect's interests."

As the words gradually faded, the letter handed to Ling Xudu by the old man in black and white Taoist robes immediately ignited green and red flames. The strategist Ling Xudu bowed to Mo Qiuyong with his body of Jie Dao.

"good!"

"Thank you, Senior Ling, for your help." The third elder couldn't help but show a look of relief when he heard this.

…. …. “Power! Power! Power!”

"The Sect Master is really awesome!"

"It's this feeling, this feeling of being truly alive, I feel like I'm about to catch fire."

The sword energy lingered for nine feet, and the extreme Yuan split the sky.

Speed ​​versus strength, sharpness versus toughness.

However, the sword energy is limited, but the extreme essence is infinite. Although the Fengxie sword is sharp, Yi Chen's precious body is even more solid.

Wusheng Sword Mother couldn't help but frown at this moment.

The Taoist Zi Jin in front of her had a divine body that she didn't know how she cultivated. Even with the sharpness of her Feng Xie Sword, she could only scratch the surface of his body before being clamped by his muscles, making it impossible for her to advance any further.

Once, this person even exposed a flaw and used her body as a lure. If she hadn't seen the opportunity early and used the secret art of teleportation to move the Phoenix Evil Sword out, the Phoenix Evil Sword would have been hit by the Taoist's pair of glazed gold palms.

With this person's terrifying divine power and that strange "magic power", if he hits the target.

Hiss~ It's just like a young girl encountering a strong man on her wedding night... Even with the state of mind and cultivation of the Wusheng Sword Mother, she couldn't help but feel a little scared at this moment.

The talent and fighting instinct of this Taoist Zi Jin were simply the best she had ever seen in her life.

It was after that time that she no longer dared to take any risks and could only activate the Spirit Evil Sword Formation, occasionally cutting holes in the purple-gold Taoist's body, and then watching the wounds heal within two or three breaths.

What a shame! What made her even more disgusted was that the soul-stirring evil sound emitted by the Spirit Evil Sword Formation had no effect on the Taoist priest at all, while she was stirred up by the inexplicable strange force, her five yins were burning, her whole body was hot, and she had to use her magic power to suppress herself.

Inside the sword formation, fierce dragons, evil tigers, and divine cows swam wildly on the Taoist's body, roaring like a Zuan sprayer, very similar to its master.

The Haoran sound kills demons and destroys evil, blocking more than 90% of the power of the evil sound. The remaining power is like the scorching sun reflecting on the snow, melting the ice and snow under the divine control ability.

While it has a lot of tankiness, it also does a lot of damage, and while it has a lot of damage, it also has strong recovery.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! A series of metal-iron collision sounds were heard, the evil sword energy and the Glazed Extreme Yuan madly collided and canceled each other out. When Yi Chen was fighting to the point of forgetting his passion, the corners of his mouth gradually cracked, and his expression became more and more crazy.

Strange noises came out of his mouth from time to time.

Ah! Drink! Yeah!

For a while.

Just like the demon lord from heaven! He is truly the Tai Sui God on earth! Yi Chen's face was mad, his body and mind were like a beast. Every time the sharp blade cut his skin, leaving blood marks on his body, his inner joy increased again.

He was thirsty for battle! He was thirsty for blood!

This feeling of walking between life and death made every hair on his body stand up in excitement.

At this moment, his spirit became more agile.

Relying on his top-notch fighting instincts, Yi Chen wandered around in the sword formation, looking for the Immortal Sword Mother who controlled the sword formation.

"Are you good at fighting? Come and beat me to death~"

"Fellow Daoist Wusheng, you are too conservative. If you can be more radical, I will not hold your Fengxie Sword this time."

Looking at the Taoist figure in the formation who was grinning wildly like a demon, Wusheng Sword Mother couldn't help but feel her scalp tingling.

“This can’t go on any longer.”

"If this person is not as fast as me, I would have been defeated by now. If this continues, I will not have the advantage."

"Why not try your luck! If you can't succeed, I'll call it a draw."

"As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood!"

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"Haha, why, why, my heart is so happy!"

"I see you, cute little bug."

"The last halberd will kill you!"

Easy Dust:

"A thousand peaks are isolated!"

"There is no one on the path!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Holy Halberd Heavenly Question!"

"One move, destroy the gods!"

"Master Yinlong, I am here to meet you!"

Suddenly, the madness in Yi Chen's eyes disappeared, and the shadow of a strange and evil black sword was reflected in his eyes.

A vicious dragon, a evil tiger, and a divine bull, three phantoms simultaneously rushed out of his body and evolved into three huge phantoms, lifelike, like real spirits descending to the world. After bursts of roars, the phantoms merged and sank into his body again.

A shadow with the same face as his suddenly appeared ...

Mother of the Immortal Sword:

"Spiritual Evil Sword Formation: Final Form!"

"Strong winds sweep the sun, and the dark moon rises!"

"The ghost curtain opens to the sky, and the ghost spirit appears!"

"Black flames fill the sky, sword ghosts clash!"

The Immortal Sword Mother was extremely experienced in combat, and she actually launched the ultimate move of the sword formation at the same time.

There was a howling of cold wind between heaven and earth, and twelve huge sword shadows suddenly formed an unrivaled giant sword. On the sword body, there were patterns of a strange sun, a dark moon, and strong winds and clouds.

As the voice rang out, a strong wind rolled up the sun, and a dark moon broke away from the sword and turned into a dark sky curtain, which quickly opened up. A huge, ferocious ghost head emerged from the sky curtain and appeared at the tip of the sword.

At this moment, the mutation is not over yet.

Waves of black flames wrapped around the giant sword and the ghost head like a cancer, flying around wantonly and adding to the sword's power.

As the two ultimate moves are about to converge, strange phenomena occur frequently between heaven and earth.

The strong wind made Yi Chen's robe flutter violently.

At the last moment, Yi Chen's eyes were filled with nothing but a burning desire to fight! Who will be the final winner of this battle between the masters of Jie Dao? Yi Chen's heart is like a sharp blade, and he will kill everything! ——

A few seconds ago.

Kunxu Mountain, halfway up the mountain.

"Friend Mo, wait a little longer. Don't alert the enemy, and don't contact Friend Wusheng."

"An expert in Jie Dao, your spiritual perception is so sharp, and your spirit and form are so perfect. If you contact Taoist Wusheng, I'm afraid that the Star Lord Tan Lang will be moved and cause trouble again. There is only one chance."

"I have a plan in my mind. Daoist Fellow Wusheng will surely have a head-on confrontation with the Star Lord Tanlang later. That will be the time for us to take action." Ling Xudu looked at the battle in the distance and said calmly to the anxious Third Elder beside him.

After hearing Ling Xudu's soothing words, the old man in black and white Taoist robes gradually calmed down. He believed that Ling Xudu's vision and grasp of the battle situation must be stronger and more accurate than his.

"It's now! Daoist Brother Mo, please act quickly!"

"As expected of a strategist of heaven's secrets, I, Mo, know!" Upon hearing this, the Third Elder no longer hesitated. He took out a scarlet pill and quickly put it into his mouth. For a moment, red flames appeared all over his body.

Red flames rise.

The Third Elder's momentum was rising steadily, and he soon possessed an aura comparable to that of a cultivator in the late stage of enlightenment. At the same time, the white hair on his head was falling off like rotten cotton, revealing his bald forehead.

At this moment, he became bald and stronger.

He made complicated hand gestures and muttered something, and a huge circle of complex ritual light patterns suddenly appeared under his feet.

"To unite the nine underworlds, and go against the flow of the two yin and yang."

…(fill in the blank)

"I will sacrifice my blood and body."

"Sacrificing the soul, the Xie Luo forbidden... sword."

The strongest defense is offense! Curse.

On Kunxu Mountain, the mountain protection formation that had previously turned into a transparent barrier suddenly collapsed, and all the water flowed into the body of the old man in black and white Taoist robes like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea.

Deep in the rocky soil of Kunxu Mountain, a strange evil force that had been deposited for thousands of years seeped out from the soil and rocks, and also flowed into the old man's body.

The overwhelming force directly inflated the old man's body like a balloon, and bloody cracks covered the old man's body, like a porcelain doll that was about to break.

The old man tried his best to concentrate his mind, and Yi Chen's figure was imprinted in his sea of ​​consciousness. As soon as the word "sword" came out, his figure suddenly exploded and turned into a puff of blood mist, which condensed into a sword and shot towards Yi Chen. The ritual under his feet also disappeared instantly.

——

"Sacrifice the seal to energize the spirit, and use the blood talisman to perform the magic."

"Netherworld Auxiliary Technique, Dark and Shining Array."

Ling Xudu shook his sleeves, and suddenly thousands of square seals flew out, with blood-colored talismans engraved on the bottom, emitting a faint light.

Each square seal seemed to have its own spirit. They gathered together to form a huge torrent of the word "kill", which shot towards Yi Chen's back, as if trying to drown him.

——

"Fuck your mother, despicable!"

"Soul Burning Transformation! Open it for me!"

"Pure Yang Holy Seal, open the sky and light!"

The Pure Yang Holy Seal opens, and the light from heaven shines!

With a pure Yang sound, Yi Chen's domineering body instantly switched to a spirit state, and the shadow of a Taoist master over twenty meters tall immediately appeared in the world.

Feeling the murderous intent coming from behind him, how could Yi Chen not know that he was being plotted against? He immediately changed his tactics, holding the halberd in his right hand to face the destructive move of the Immortal Sword Mother, and clenched his left hand into a fist, with the giant glazed golden fist facing the torrent of the "kill" mark.

As for the blood-red sword, he could only exert all his strength to mobilize his ultimate energy, try to turn sideways, and withstand it with his physical body.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Three torrents converged towards the glazed golden Taoist in the air.

Without the protection of a large formation, the cultivators on Kunxu Mountain whose cultivation had not yet reached the level of True Person all had blood oozing from their ears.

The sky wailed and the earth shook.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"You are playing dirty tricks, right? I never thought I would end up like this."

Yi Chen's body was covered in blood at this moment, and half of the flesh on his waist and abdomen had been cut off, revealing his white bones. However, despite the severe pain, his eyes looked even more domineering!

No one knew what strange power the blood-red sword was made of. It attached to Yi Chen's flesh like a cancer, corroding it and producing bursts of black smoke, preventing the body from healing.

Yi Chen put his fingers together to form a claw, grasped the halberd blade with his backhand, and dug out large chunks of his own blackened flesh and blood with one hand, and even scraped off a layer of bone powder from the white bones that had been stained black by the strange power.

Soon, the muscles tightened and a granulation tissue grew at the wound.

Seeing this scene, Ling Xudu, who was far away, felt his scalp tingling.

Too fierce, such a fast halberd!

"Come again, you bastard!"

"Ling Xiao! Fight in all directions!"

A magnificent golden light appeared, and just when everyone wanted to stand up to defend, Yi Chen activated his ability to break through the air, and one tenth of his blood and energy burned out. His Ji Yuan shook violently, and his body flashed, and he immediately withdrew. At this moment, on Kunxu Mountain, Ling Xudu looked at his beloved disciple with a grim face as he was blown up and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

"Just wait for me, I will be back soon!" Yi Chen's angry roar came from the sky.

A stream of information appeared in Yi Chen's eyes~ (End of this chapter)