Become a fairy alone

Chapter 5390: Divided into Three

"This Thousand Killings Arena is already complete. It is said that the complete Thousand Killings Arena has extremely strict restrictions on the two warring parties, and ordinary people cannot interfere.

Although the original form of this Thousand Killings War Drum is somewhat damaged and the restrictions have been loosened a bit, allowing you clowns to take advantage of some loopholes.

The scale has been relaxed, and I guess I can only allow two or three of you to attack me at the same time, otherwise you will be devoured by the killing spirits in the Thousand Killing Arena.

With the six of you, even if we fight in a round-robin battle, it would only take two rounds. You think you can defeat me in these two rounds, you have a lot of confidence."

The Lotus clone looked at the other party leisurely, not afraid of the other party's angry siege. If the rules of the Thousand Killing Arena were reduced to this level, he could easily leave here. The opponent's encirclement would not be successful.

As for the round-robin battle, letting the opponent take turns to appear is one solution, but as long as you defeat the opponent in every round, the round-robin battle will naturally not be possible.

These ghosts in the realm of the spirit body were no less cunning than him. Since they had spent so much effort to lure him into the Thousand Killing Arena, they must have prepared a way to kill him. The Lotus Clone did not underestimate him.

Before he finished speaking, a strange laugh was heard.

Several bird-like beaks, covered with black feathers, and roughly human-shaped ghosts flashed over. "What an arrogant Taixiao Sword Master! I hope you can keep your mouth hard from now on."

"He's almost dead, so it's no big deal to say a few stubborn words." Compared with these five black-feathered ghosts, the other guys hiding in the gray-white fog seemed much more cautious. Even though the ghost clan had an absolute advantage, they had no intention of showing up.

"There are quite a few people here. It seems that even you think that you can't defeat me with just one or two rounds of fighting, so you have brought so many clowns."

The Lotus clone stretched out his hand, and a three-foot-long sword appeared in his hand. "Stop talking nonsense, who of you will come up first and be killed?"

"You are so arrogant. You have killed so many powerful people in my ghost world. Today I will let you know what cause and effect means. You will get retribution." The Mingyang scholar folded his fan, turned it into a sword, and slashed at the lotus clone.

The sword was slashed out like the setting sun on the River Styx, with a gloomy sunset in the west, giving people a feeling of old age, as if all things in the world would eventually become as old as the setting sun.

This sword not only cuts the body, but also breaks the mind.

As one of the initiators of the killing of the Lotus Clone, Mingyang Scholar wants to gain the greatest benefit. In addition to offering advice, he must also have outstanding performance in combat.

Otherwise, just using some conspiracies and tricks will not be enough to shock other powerful ghosts who also want to gain benefits.

The Mingyang Scholar's being the first to act was not a rash act. Before that, he had collected a lot of information about the lotus clone and left himself enough means. Even if it did not work for a while, it would not lead to serious consequences.

As the Scholar Mingyang took action, red light flashed in the eyes of the three-legged red-eyed monster, and a ghost illusion enveloped the scene before its eyes.

The Ghost Lord of the Sorrowful Moon who brought the drum was also unwilling to fall behind. He flashed and turned into a cold and evil Ghost Moon in the void. A beam of light from the Ghost Moon broke into the illusion and headed straight for the head of the Lotus Clone.

As the three scholars Mingyang took action, a ghost fog surged in the Thousand Killing Arena, forcibly isolating the other powerful ghost masters.

This is the domineering aspect of the Thousand Killing Arena. It does not distinguish between friend and foe, and aims to create a relatively fair fighting ground.

However, now that this Xuantian-level ghost weapon has been damaged, the rules within it have become somewhat loose, which has given ghosts such as Mingyang Scholar an opportunity to exploit.

If not, with the reputation of killing that Lotus Clone had earned over the years, powerful ghosts like Mingyang Scholar would not dare to provoke him easily. Even if they wanted to attack Jianmen Pass, they would attack in groups. They would not give Lotus Clone the opportunity to exert all its combat power.

Now that we have entered the Thousand Killings Arena, we don't have to expect to defeat the opponent in the first wave. With so many powerful people planning and scheming, we must kill the Lotus Clone here even if it takes time.

The Mingyang Scholar, the Sangyue Ghost Lord, and the Three-legged Red-eyed Monster had already discussed the matter in advance, and when they took action, they coordinated perfectly and directly blocked any possibility of the Lotus clone to avoid it.

"This combined attack is good. It seems that you have practiced it many times." Faced with three attacks coming at the same time, the lotus clone did not try to block it with all his strength, but simply swung out a sword.

As the sword's light flickered, the confusing ghost illusion was like a gauze dress being cut open.

Whoosh, the attacks of the Mingyang Scholar and the Sangyue Ghost Lord came at the same time, but the lotus clone flashed through the gap, leaving the attacks of the two powerful enemies in vain.

"Damn it!" The three-legged red-eyed monster was furious. The illusion he had created with all his effort was actually cut in half by a sword from his lotus clone, which was somewhat humiliating.

However, before he could be angry for long, as soon as this thought came to his mind, a terrible crisis loomed over him.

The lotus clone that had just escaped from the combined attack swung out a sword without any pause. It didn't seem to be very powerful, but it broke into the illusion again.

The three-legged red-eyed monster was shrouded in a huge fear for a moment, and his soul seemed to be suppressed by nature. The heavy pressure made him unable to breathe.

"Don't be scared, Red Eyes!" The Mingyang Scholar and the Sangyue Ghost Lord were both shocked.

The lotus clone did not perform any amazing performance, nor did it use any powerful magical powers. It just easily broke the three combined attacks with a mere raising of its hand.

This method of making light of a heavy task made Mingyang Scholar even more fearful. This guy was actually even more powerful than the rumors said.

Mingyang Scholar and Sangyue Guitai reacted and did not try to attack the lotus clone this time. Instead, they joined forces to block the domineering sword light for it.

Although they resolved the crises one after another, the three powerful ghost masters were completely mobilized by the lotus clone.

"Heaven's Wrath, Soul-Severing!" The Lotus clone had already stepped above the heads of the three ghosts without them noticing, and slashed down diagonally with a sword in the air. Instantly, a dark abyss fell from above their heads, completely covering the three ghosts.

The ghost moon transformed by the Ghost Lord of the Dead Moon was completely submerged in darkness, and the ghost illusion of the three-legged red-eyed monster seemed to be encompassed by an even larger sword domain.

Mingyang Scholar was shocked. He had already overestimated the Lotus Clone, but he did not expect that the other party's magical powers would be much more powerful than he expected.

After the opponent's sword state was slashed down with this sword, he could no longer sense the presence of the breath of the Sangyue Ghost Lord and the three-legged red-eyed monster. In other words, they have been completely isolated.

Before the three joined forces, Mingyang Scholar still had the confidence to fight against the Lotus Clone. Even if he couldn't kill the opponent, as long as he could consume some of the opponent's strength, it would be a success. At the very least, he had to test out some of its methods. It was just that the plan was very thorough, but he didn't estimate the opponent's strength.

“Your combined strength is quite strong, but this improvised combined attack method has too many flaws.” The lotus clone walked out from the inky night sky and slowly approached the Mingyang Scholar.

"This doesn't seem like a sword technique of yours, so what kind of magical power is it?" Mingyang Scholar shouted angrily, but found that his consciousness and voice had been sealed in this night sky. He also could not hear any movement from the Ghost Lord of the Sangyue and the Three-legged Red-eyed Monster.

"Don't waste your energy. This magical power is derived from the Soul-Severing Sword Domain in the Holy Soul Sword Monument. Although I am not proficient in using this method, you three cannot break it within an incense stick of time." The Lotus Clone spoke while raising his hand and slashing with a sword, "Heaven's Wrath Soul Severing."

The sword did not seem to be slashing in a straight line, and it seemed to be crooked, but it passed through the gap in the laws around the Mingyang Scholar and instantly reached his side.

“No matter what Soul-Severing Sword Domain you are talking about, when the attack is strong enough, even the toughest cage can be cut with one sword. The sword will penetrate the underworld and illuminate the world!”

The Mingyang Scholar roared, and a dim fireball rose up behind him, like a setting sun in the underworld. The yellow light with a rusty tinge spread in all directions, as if trying to pierce the sword domain cage in front of him in this way.

The Mingyang scholar waved the folding fan in his hand forward, and countless sword lights poured out, instantly drowning the opponent's sword light.

It looked like the sword light of the Lotus Clone had been completely wrapped in it. Mingyang Scholar breathed a sigh of relief. This guy's methods so far seemed unfathomable, but they were mysterious enough, and his power did not seem as strong as it looked.

Perhaps the Lotus Clone's temporary isolation and trapping of the three of them was not as easy as it seemed. The other party had consumed some energy.

But before Mingyang Scholar could be happy for long, a silver thread with extremely high agility pierced through the heavy sword lights like the setting sun and headed straight for Mingyang Scholar's forehead.

Once the silver thread broke through the numerous obstacles, it moved at an astonishing speed. Mingyang Scholar raised his eyebrows and slashed several times in succession. Unexpectedly, the silver thread was like a nimble fish, swimming against the rapids, but it always managed to avoid the rapids and find a gap along the edge.

The Scholar Mingyang could clearly see and sense the sword thread, but he couldn't stop it no matter what, and couldn't even slow down the speed of the silver thread.

Several sword strikes in succession were ineffective. The silver sword thread was close in the blink of an eye. The Mingyang scholar was shocked and took a step back. His figure flashed and disappeared into the dim sun.

The rusty setting sun and the silver threads intertwined, making a hissing sound that was incompatible with each other.

The Mingyang scholar, who had temporarily escaped danger, was suddenly covered in cold sweats. Although he had temporarily escaped danger, he still felt a stinging pain between his eyebrows.

The opponent's sword intent is so condensed.

At this time, Mingyang Scholar did not have a very intuitive feeling about the powerful strength of the lotus clone's cultivation. Instead, he felt that he could not see through the opponent. Even though he had already fought with the opponent, he still felt like he was seeing flowers in the fog.

The Mingyang scholar waved his hands, and the dark sun around him shone brightly. He wanted to use the fire of the dark sun to burn through the darkness before him.

He did not seek to inflict any damage to the Lotus clone, as long as he could break through the shackles in front of him, reunite with the Ghost Lord of the Sang Moon and the Three-legged Red-eyed Monster, and establish connection between the three parties, he would be considered a success.

He had spent a lot of effort refining this Dusk Sun, and it was the essence of his cultivation. As long as he hid inside the Dusk Sun and didn't act rashly, he was confident that his lotus clone would not be able to do anything to him for a while.

The lotus clone walked in the air, looking down at the sun that was growing bigger and bigger, then he stretched out his hand and waved it, slashing down with the sword light condensed to the extreme.

The sword light condensed into one point, without any tricks, and pierced straight into the dim sun.

Puff, the dim light at the outermost edge failed to block the sword light, and it penetrated a section. However, the sword light also weakened.

Mingyang Scholar snorted coldly. The opponent's sword looked extremely sharp, but under the layer-by-layer attack, the sharpness would inevitably disappear into nothingness, and soon it would completely lose the threat to him.

If the other party only has these means at hand, as long as the Ghost Lord of the Dead Moon and the Three-legged Red-eyed Monster are more conservative and hold on for a long time, they will definitely be able to reunite again.

Just as this thought came to Mingyang Scholar's mind, a figure suddenly walked out from the darkness of the void. It was undoubtedly the Lotus clone.

The other party was holding a head in his hand, which was the three-legged red-eyed monster.

Mingyang Scholar was horrified. The three-legged red-eyed monster's attack power might not be particularly outstanding, but its ability to protect itself with its ghostly magic was extremely strong. There were many records of it escaping from stronger enemies in the past.

He was still able to hold on, but the three-legged red-eyed monster had already fallen. What made Mingyang Scholar even more nervous was that after the two figures of the other side merged, their aura seemed to become more distant and ethereal.

The lotus clone raised his hand and threw the sword in his hand. It came like a white rainbow and merged with the previous sword light that had not yet been completely offset.

The sword light, whose power was gradually fading, suddenly became sharper after being replenished. Mingyang Scholar felt that this round of powerful defense of Hunri seemed no longer as strong as before.

Instead, it looked a bit like a giant balloon, while the opponent's flying sword was like a sharp needle, which made the sharp feeling more obvious to him.

Puff! The balloon seemed to be unable to hold on, and the sword edge penetrated a little. Mingyang Scholar's heart jumped, but he had no time to respond. The sword light that had broken through flashed and completely penetrated into the dusky sun.

The Mingyang scholar was horrified and tried to withdraw and dodge, but before he could make any further moves, the flying sword had already penetrated his body. A sharp pain came, and the sword intent raged in his body, and the Mingyang scholar's soul was instantly greatly suppressed.

Puff, puff, puff! Under the cutting of the sword light, the body of the Mingyang Scholar was torn into pieces. The dusky sun was also cut into pieces like its body, scattering countless fireballs of different sizes. In the inky black night sky, they were like fireworks, burning and quickly disappearing.

The lotus clone stretched out his hand, and the flying sword that broke through the dim sun returned to his hand, and he swung the sword across the night sky.

In an instant, the night sky was split in two like a curtain by the sword. Light descended wherever the sword passed, and along with the light came the cold and evil crescent moon.

The Ghost Lord of the Sangyue was standing under the crescent moon at this time, playing a bone flute, and the moving ghost sound was like a thread, interweaving with the sword energy around. For a while, the two were in a stalemate.

As the darkness was split in two by the sword, the Mingyang Scholar's screams and the exploding sun naturally fell into the eyes of the Ghost Lord of the Sangyue.

The Ghost Lord of Sangyue had a look of fear on her face. She had already sensed the demise of the three-legged red-eyed monster before. And just a short while later, only a remnant of the soul of the Scholar of Mingyang had escaped. She was the only one among the three who was still struggling to hold on.