She is Jianxiu

Chapter 1436 Zhang Liu and Ba Qi chased and broke through the encirclement.

Just as Zhao Chun was about to escape, Feng Shi suddenly leaped up, pushing the layers of clouds behind him. He then used his large hand to lift them up, creating a whirlwind that swept away all the magical power in the vast world and brought it to the azure sky. He then glanced down at the sea and sent a message to the figure: "Go to the Southern Heavenly Sea. Someone will guide you there."

Zhao Chun nodded silently, stepped forward on her sword, and had only traveled a hundred miles when several figures leaped out in front of her. She did not recognize their faces, but they all exuded killing intent, and she knew at a glance who they were there for.

One of the men, dressed in a tall hat and wide belt, saw Zhao Chun rushing towards him and immediately raised his eyebrows and glared. Threatening words were on the tip of his tongue, but just as they were about to be uttered, he saw that Zhao Chun's speed did not decrease. Her figure moved swiftly, and even when she saw the crowd trying to stop her, she still had a cold expression of indifference. At the same time, she slightly turned her wrist in her sleeve, and several sword lights condensed from her palm and were suddenly released in all directions!

The group's eyes flashed, but mindful of the formidable reputation of the Great Dao Leader, they dared not underestimate the sharp sword light. So they turned around to avoid it.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, their hearts suddenly trembled, and their heads buzzed. They had no idea what had happened. When they came to their senses, a line of blood ran straight across the water, followed by five or six heads being thrown into the air and splashing onto the sea, leaving a pool of bright red blood.

In the blink of an eye, all five or six cultivators at the Divine Realm level were killed. How could this not be terrifying!
Upon witnessing this scene, the Taiyuan cultivators who rushed over were all greatly shocked, regarding Zhao Chun as a raging flood or a ferocious beast, their hearts filled with dread.

Faced with the ever-increasing number of Taiyuan disciples, and even disciples from Yuecang, Hunde, and other sects, Zhao Chun was well aware that these people had received orders from their sects and were determined to stop her at all costs. Therefore, words alone were no longer enough; the only option was to unleash a massacre and carve a path through this mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood!
As soon as this thought arose in her heart, the true essence within Zhao Chun's body began to surge upwards. Suddenly, a sense of composure appeared on her face. With a flick of her hand, the magic sword Chang Jin was unleashed. In an instant, hundreds of sword energies flashed like fleeting shadows, disappearing without a trace. With a turn of her mind, a head rolled off her neck.

With each step he took, a figure could be seen falling into the sea. There is a saying that one can kill one person with ten steps, but today Zhao Chun kills one person with each step. He runs for hundreds of miles, and no one can stop him or survive him!
"Just as Zhenxu said, he is a wicked creature beset by calamities!"

Suddenly, a man crossed the sea and looked down at the blood-red scene on the water. He was immediately filled with shock and rage and shouted, "I will kill you here today to appease my fellow disciples in Taiyuan!"

This man was handsome and looked to be no more than twenty years old. Wang Fengyan, who was possessed by a divine artifact and was currently in the furnace of heaven and earth, was able to sense the scene outside. Moreover, he happened to recognize the man in front of him, so he couldn't help but grit his teeth and say, "Even this person has come after us."

It turned out that this young Taoist was none other than Elder Huang, who had sent men to hunt down Wang Yuexun that day. As one of Zuo Hongcan's personal disciples, he held a high position in the Taiyuan Sect, and his strength was not to be underestimated. Thinking of this, Wang Fengyan felt a little worried and was about to make a sound to remind Zhao Chun when the latter pointed forward, unleashing another sword aura that swept across the sky!

The sword energy came and went without a trace, moving at lightning speed. With its sheer force, it had already slain seventeen or eighteen Divine Realm cultivators. Now, crossing the sea, it would arrive in an instant. Even though Huang Bin was prepared, he couldn't help but change his expression, his heart pounding wildly.

He shouted loudly, his right hand spread out five fingers and grabbed forward, while his left hand held a bronze sparrow the size of a palm. It was because of this that he dared to face Zhao Chun's sword energy head-on.

This magical artifact is called the Nine-Body Yuan Sparrow. Once it is forged, true essence must be poured into it immediately. Once this begins, it cannot be interrupted. Otherwise, the true essence will rush back into the body, and the cultivator will be in great danger of having their meridians shattered and becoming a cripple! The process continues until the first body is filled with true essence. After a three-day break, the second body must be formed, and so on, until all nine bodies can be encased in one layer. Only then can this magical artifact be considered to have been successfully forged.

In reality, the true essence required for the first body is enough to drain a well-established Divine Transformation cultivator. Subsequently, for the second, third, and all the way to the ninth body, the required true essence will only increase. The three-day interval between these stages is simply not enough for a cultivator to recover. Therefore, to refine a nine-body Yuan Sparrow, it takes the combined power of no less than a dozen, or even dozens of people.

If Huang Bin hadn't been a disciple of Zuo Hongcan, he would never have been able to compete with the disciples of the six surnames for such a treasure.

He cherished the bronze sparrow dearly and would never take it out unless he encountered a powerful enemy.

Now, facing Zhao Chun, as long as I have this magic weapon in hand, I can even release nine layers of true essence in one go. If it were an ordinary cultivator, they would be suppressed to death by this magic power alone!

Huang Bin was ambitious and determined. Knowing that his mentor, Zuo Hongcan, was about to become the sect leader's direct successor and had a high probability of ascending to a high position to benefit all the disciples, he resolved to excel among his fellow disciples to gain his mentor's favor. Zhao Chun's presence today presented a golden opportunity, and even though several elders had already died at her hands, Huang Bin showed no intention of backing down!
"With these nine-bodied Yuan Sparrows here, I'd like to see how much true essence and magical power you can sustain!"

He held one hand in front of him, the sword energy already upon him, colliding with the magic released from the Bronze Sparrow, producing a dull thud. Huang Bin frowned, pressing his five fingers down to hold the sword energy in front of him, but before half a breath had passed, his heart leaped in alarm!

The true essence stored within the Nine-Body Yuan Sparrow was initially still, but under the pressure of the sword energy, it poured out like a flood bursting its banks. Within a few breaths, the true essence of the first body was completely exhausted, while the sword energy was only slightly damaged!
The disciples chosen by the sect to infuse their true essence into magical artifacts must not be those with weak foundations; in fact, they could be described as having solid and refined foundations. However, when they were released to fight Zhao Chun today, compared with the sword energy that was as hard as metal, the difference in strength was immediately apparent, and they were completely inferior to the other party.

Huang Bin knew that this was by no means a crudely made product from the sect. The reason for this was that it was incomprehensible to people. Just how refined was Zhao Chun's magical power?

He was terrified, but he dared not stop his actions until the sword energy was finally dissipated. The size of the Nine-Body Yuan Sparrow was less than half of what it had been before, and even the true essence of six of its bodies had been completely extracted.

Zhao Chun, on the other hand, had only broken through to the Divine Realm a hundred years ago!

Huang Bin was even more surprised. His eyes darted forward and suddenly condensed into a needle. In an instant, another sword aura attacked him. He dared not be arrogant and immediately released all the true essence in the Bronze Sparrow. He also threw out the protective magic artifacts, life-saving talismans and other items that he had collected over the years without any hesitation.

By this time, he was already somewhat regretful, his mind racing as he considered how to escape.

"Zhao Chun, I am—"

The final form of the Nine-Body Yuan Que was exhausted, instantly turning to dust in his hands. Huang Bin slightly opened his mouth, his eyes bloodshot and swollen. In his incoherent words, only a shimmering, shifting light could be seen on the surface of the blood. But at this moment, the sun and moon were hidden, and the light of day was nowhere to be seen. So where did the shimmering light on the water come from?
Huang Bin's head flew upwards, and only through the constantly rotating light and shadow could one see the dense, impenetrable sword light.

But at this moment, Zhao Chun's figure had already transformed into a water bird, soaring away from this deadly situation into the distance.

Generally speaking, sword cultivators are far more skilled in attack than others, and their escape techniques are not to be underestimated. Almost from the moment they take flight on their swords, their sword escape is so fast that only cultivators proficient in escape techniques can keep up. Now, to catch up with a Sword Soul Realm cultivator, and a prodigy who broke through to the Sword Soul Realm at the Divine Transformation Realm, it is likely that only a powerful cultivator could use the Cave Heaven Teleportation Technique to reach Zhao Chun.

Among the remaining people of the same rank, those skilled in escape techniques were far inferior to Zhao Chun in terms of attack and killing, while those skilled in combat techniques mostly lacked methods to catch up with the former in a short time. As soon as this opportunity passed, disciples of Zhaoyan began to appear one after another on the vast East Sea to block the pursuers for Zhao Chun.

Among them are figures like Yan Xiaoning and Cheng Mianzhen, who, although disciples who have only recently broken through to the Divine Realm, are in no way inferior to the seasoned veterans of other sects in terms of strength. Faced with the obstruction of these people, many cultivators even hesitated and felt fear.

Pei Baiyi had only gone out to search for Wang Yuexun's whereabouts on her master's orders, but unexpectedly, the world changed drastically. Of the seven disciples in her group, two died from the aftershocks alone. The remaining five, after the chaos, intended to return to their sect's headquarters to reunite, but instead encountered a group of Yixuan disciples. Because the two sects had already drawn up a line, the disciples on both sides suddenly started fighting, resulting in heavy casualties on both sides.

The number of disciples of Yi Xuan was greater. She had killed two people with her sword and was injured. She could not stay at sea for long. She simply chose an island to recuperate for a while and then rode her sword energy northward.

A moment later, Pei Baiyi's expression changed slightly as he realized that several auras had appeared behind him. When he turned around and looked back, he frowned deeply and raised his voice unusually, shouting, "What are you doing here? Get out of here!"

However, the pursuer had no intention of killing him. He only wanted to rush over to ask for details after seeing Pei Baiyi traveling alone at sea.

Seeing her expression change drastically, Guan Boyan tensed up, realizing something was wrong. He quickly pulled the people on either side behind him and conjured a radiant parasol to protect them. This reaction was extremely fast; if the attackers were cultivators of the same level, no matter how many there were, he would have a way to escape.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. The figure that appeared on the sea at that moment was none other than Pei Baiyi's mentor, Ren Qifang!