Chapter 850 The Second Generation Disciples Discuss Their Ranks



Dou Nengsheng fought the ascetic monk for more than ten rounds without a clear winner, unaware that the ascetic monk had secretly hidden an invisible sword nearby.

Therefore, they were caught off guard by the invisible sword that suddenly rushed out.

Just as he was about to force the ascetic monk to retreat step by step, an invisible sword light suddenly flew out from behind him and shot towards his back.

As the sword flashed towards him, a chill ran through him. He was too slow to react and could only manage to dodge to the side, narrowly avoiding a fatal blow to his heart.

The invisible sword silently pierced his shoulder, instantly penetrating it and drawing a sliver of blood.

"Well……"

Dou Nengsheng let out a muffled groan, his movements becoming somewhat sluggish due to the pain.

The ascetic monk was a cunning and shrewd man, and naturally he would not let this opportunity pass by. He raised his hand and unleashed a palm strike.

With a loud bang.

The lightning exploded, blasting Dou Nengsheng away.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, a pure white lotus flew out from his body and shielded him from the attack.

Otherwise, this single palm strike of lightning would have been enough to destroy his physical body.

A lotus flower floated on Dou Nengsheng's chest, and he was enveloped in a ball of white light as he floated backward.

After stabilizing himself in mid-air, his body suddenly sank down and landed lightly on the ground.

At this moment, he was seriously injured and naturally would not continue to fight with the ascetic monk. Therefore, after landing, he turned around and flew back to his own camp without saying a word.

"Where do you think you're going!"

Having finally gained the upper hand and with victory in sight, the ascetic monk was about to avenge his junior brother's family. How could he allow Dou Nengsheng to escape?

So he first raised his hand and pointed, urging the invisible sword to shoot towards Dou Nengsheng.

He himself also chased after them, carrying a golden demon-slaying sword.

A moment later, the invisible sword had caught up with Dou Nengsheng.

Previously, Dou Nengsheng was able to be attacked by the Invisible Sword, which was also a result of his carelessness.

If one is prepared, no matter how well the invisible sword is concealed, it will not be able to escape his divine sense.

Now, the invisible sword light had just caught up with him when it was already detected by his divine sense. He immediately grabbed the Pure World White Lotus and threw it backward to block the invisible sword.

At the same time, he unleashed the Dragon-Tiger Ruyi Scissors, which transformed into a beam of black and white divine light that shot out and headed straight for the ascetic monk.

The ascetic monk was in a hurry to catch up when, in a flash, the Dragon-Tiger Ruyi Scissors had already shot towards him.

However, he was also on guard.

After all, the scene of that family being slaughtered was still vivid in his mind, so how could he not be more wary of the Dragon Tiger Ruyi Scissors?

Unfortunately, despite the precautions, the Dragon Tiger Ruyi Scissors were much faster than the invisible sword.

In the nick of time, he only had time to raise the golden demon-subduing sword, but the dragon and tiger scissors had already circled around him once.

"ah……"

After a scream, he was cut in two by the Dragon Tiger Ruyi Scissors.

And so, another elder of the Emei Sword Sect fell at the hands of Dou Nengsheng.

Dou Nengsheng fought two consecutive battles, killing his opponents in the process, but also sustaining some injuries himself. He decided to quit while he was ahead and returned to his own camp before anyone from the opposing side could come forward to avenge him.

Upon returning to his base, he naturally went to pay his respects to the two patriarchs and saints.

Hu Le waved his hand, telling him to go to the back to take medicine and treat his injuries.

Next, both the Jie Sect and the Taoism each sent out some of their younger disciples to perform the killing ritual.

Both sides had their victories and defeats.

After more than a hundred battles, it was finally the second-generation disciples' turn to take action...

Hu Le raised his hand and pointed at Jiao Yue, "Disciple, why don't you go and take a look around the arena?"

"Disciple obeys."

Jiaoyue agreed and transformed into a streak of light, shooting away and arriving at the center of the battlefield in the blink of an eye.

"Gentlemen, who will step forward to fight me?"

Holding the Bright Moon Hairpin, Jiaoyue pointed at the opposite side and shouted loudly.

He Xiangu, a disciple of the Human Sect, stepped forward, bowed to Laozi, and then walked into the arena with her sword.

The two female immortals immediately began to fight in the arena.

For a moment, colorful skirts fluttered on the field, and powerful energy surged forth.

After exchanging blows for dozens of rounds, Jiaoyue ultimately prevailed due to her superior skills.

Seeing that she was no match for him, He Xiangu made a feint and jumped out of the circle, suddenly producing a lotus flower surrounded by pure energy in her hand.

Jiaoyue quickly moved the Bright Moon Hairpin forward a little, and a sharp aura shot out, heading straight for He Xiangu.

This sharp aura tore through the void, seemingly even sharper than the sword light.

He Xiangu simply waved the lotus flower in her hand, and a ball of clear light immediately blocked it.

The lotus swayed, its clear light swirling, and even the sharpest of its sharpest features was neutralized by it.

Seeing this, Jiaoyue simply threw out the Bright Moon Hairpin and stabbed it at He Xiangu.

He Xiangu once again raised the lotus flower in her hand, trying to block it.

Although the lotus flower in her hand was not a primordial spiritual treasure, its origin was quite extraordinary.

It is a celestial flower in the lotus pond within the Eight Views Palace.

In ancient times, before the Three Pure Ones attained enlightenment, one day, the three of them were traveling together in the Kunlun Mountains when they obtained a Creation Lotus in a valley within the mountains.

The three of them each took a portion from the lotus flower.

Among them, the lotus leaf transformed into the Qingping Sword in the hands of the Tongtian Sect Leader, the white lotus root transformed into the Three Treasures Ruyi of the Primordial Heavenly Lord, and the lotus flower transformed into the flat cane in the hands of the Supreme Lord Laozi.

One of the lotus seeds ended up in the hands of Laozi.

Later, he brought it back to the Eight Views Palace, created a lotus pond there, and planted it.

Over millions of years, lotus seeds have taken root and sprouted, gradually multiplying into a pond full of lotus flowers.

The lotus flower in He Xiangu's hand was picked from that lotus pond, and it is the most magical one among them.

As for the Bright Moon Hairpin in Jiaoyue's hand, it was equally extraordinary, being an innate weapon of destruction born from the Taiyin Star.

The collision of the two magical treasures immediately sparked countless rays of light.

Although the Moon Hairpin was temporarily blocked by the lotus, it trembled incessantly, humming continuously, and exhaling streams of sharp energy as bright as moonlight.

The lotus flower in He Xiangu's hand was also filled with pure energy, completely enveloping her. The pure energy rippled and dissolved the moonlight.

Seeing this, Haoyue frowned slightly, thinking to himself: If I can't take the lotus flower from her hand, it will be difficult to win...

She reached out and recalled the Bright Moon Hairpin, while simultaneously unleashing a bolt of Heavenly Thunder.

The divine thunder roared and instantly transformed into a sea of ​​lightning that engulfed He Xiangu.

When Cao Guojiu and the others caught sight of this scene, they were all very worried about He Xiangu.

Suddenly, a clear path of light parted in the lightning, and in the next instant, He Xiangu, holding a lotus flower and surrounded by clear light, walked out of the sea of ​​lightning.

Then, as the saying goes, it is impolite not to reciprocate.

Simply taking a beating without fighting back wasn't in He Xiangu's nature. She gently brushed the lotus flower aside, simultaneously summoning a ball of innate divine lightning, which struck towards the bright moon...

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