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Chapter 340: The Demon-Locking Tower Collapses, and the Shocked Sword Master and Drunken Sword Immortal
Bottom of the Demon Pond
Seven huge pillars, arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper, support the entire Demon Locking Tower.

On each pillar, there is a lifelike dragon.

The majestic dragon energy rose into the sky, connecting with the entire Demon Locking Tower.

"This dragon energy... doesn't seem to be that great..."

"It is estimated that there are only seven dragons, which are far inferior to the mighty heavenly dragon."

Lin Xuan circulated his spiritual energy slightly, turning it into a huge air shield, isolating the demon-transforming water one meter away from his body.

Although the visibility is not high, it has no effect on Lin Xuan.

boom!
Sensing Lin Xuan's entry, the seven dragon pillars began to vibrate at the same time.

"Human, get out!"

"This is not a place you should be entering!"

"Where is the Prison Suppression King?"

"How could a tower-guarding deity neglect his duty?"

"By the way, we have been pardoned to stay here to guard the tower. It seems like we haven't eaten fresh blood for a long time."

“Well, this person has extraordinary spiritual power and looks delicious at first glance.”

"It's a pity that this human is too small for my brothers to eat to their heart's content."

"Hahaha! Having some snacks is good enough. If you want to eat to your heart's content, you have to be a member of the Kuafu clan."

Colorful light flashed, and seven dragons swam down from the Panlong Pillar, opened their ferocious and cruel eyes, and surrounded Lin Xuan.

"Just now I thought you were really dragons. I didn't expect you were just clay sculptures with dragon souls trapped inside."

Lin Xuan said calmly: "Even though you've fallen into this state, you still don't forget your appetite?"

"Be bold!"

The green wind dragon shouted, "You have trespassed here without permission, which is a capital crime. How dare you speak rudely?"

"Since it's a capital crime, then it shouldn't matter if I say a few more words, right?"

"..."

Feng Long was stunned and didn't know how to answer.

Although dragons possess a certain level of intelligence, this ability is generally limited to spells and talents.

Although socially anxious dragons like Aoxue are more magical...

But dragons with outstanding eloquence are also extremely rare.

The intelligence of these current dragons is relatively low among the dragon clan, and their speaking skills are even lower.

"Hehe, this man is about to die, but he still has a sharp tongue. He must taste delicious."

The poisonous dragon roared and waved its claws: "Brothers, let's start the feast."

"Roar! Good! After I kill him, I will tear this man into seven pieces, and no one is allowed to fight over them."

"Fire dragon, ice dragon, poisonous dragon, these are for eating, so the rest of you should not take action, lest you affect the quality of the meat."

The leading golden dragon roared.

"it is good!"

"Listen to the boss."

"Boss Jinlong has always been fair in his work. We are very relieved."

The remaining dragons nodded, with fierce eyes.

“That’s fair.”

Lin Xuan shook his head and injected a stream of Donghua Zhixuan Qi into the Human Emperor Sword: "Okay, then I will let you see a real dragon."

Originally, Lin Xuan was a little worried, fearing that the God Realm would do something here.

In case this group of dragons are something like dragon veins, involving the fortune of mountains and rivers, we cannot kill them at will.

But now it seems that this is just an ordinary dragon soul, nothing high-end.

That's normal, there's no strict luck setting in the Fairy Sword itself.

Even if it really exists, a mere Demon Locking Tower should not be able to enjoy such high-level treatment.

"Roar!"

The power of humanity began to rotate, a deafening roar sounded, and the golden shadow of Yinglong emerged.

Flesh and blood grew, and the giant dragon opened its eyes, emitting overwhelming pressure.

The next moment, the water in the entire Demon Transformation Pond exploded, and huge waves rolled straight to the dome.

"...This, this, this pressure! This is the Dragon King!"

"Meet the Dragon King!"

"How, how is this possible! Why would the great Dragon King obey the orders of the human race?"

"Dragon...Dragon King, please forgive me!"

The seven dragons were all startled and spoke timidly.

The overwhelming pressure fixed them in place, making their bodies stiff and unable to move.

"Don't bother with these dragons. Just kill them all."

Lin Xuan looked at Yinglong, who was full of momentum, and gave the order.

"Roar!"

The giant dragon roared, grabbed the trembling thunder dragon, smashed the thunder dragon's head with a slap, and sucked its soul into its body.

"Work together! Otherwise, everyone will die!"

The golden dragon trembled with fear and roared.

Upon hearing the Golden Dragon's order, the Fire Dragon, Ice Dragon, and Wind Dragon all used their magical powers and spells to surround Yinglong.

Yinglong roared, golden flames burning all over his body, exuding a murderous intent to fight against heaven and earth.

The void exploded, and the dissipated power of the five elements turned into an extremely violent hurricane.

The entire demon-transforming pool began to churn like a tidal wave.

The violent roar resounded through the heaven and earth, and cracks appeared in the void.

"He looks pretty impressive, but his IQ is not that high and he can't even speak..."

"Oh, fighting these dragons should still be a bit suppressed. The real combat power of this thing should be slightly lower."

When the Human Emperor Sword is not fully unlocked, the phantom of Yinglong can be materialized with the dragon energy of mountains and rivers.

Considering that the Human Emperor Sword is engraved with the Human Emperor, and there is no Yinglong engraved on it...

Lin Xuan estimated that this should be the spirit of the sword.

It is reasonable, after all, the Chinese people have always used the dragon as their totem.

The fighting ability of this weapon spirit is acceptable, but unfortunately its brain is not very good.

They only know how to fight and kill, and can't even talk.

It is far inferior to weapon spirits like Yuwen Tuo.

The last time I saw Queen Mother of the West, I didn’t have time to mention this matter.

When I go back to Miaojiang to meet the true spirit of Nuwa, I will ask her how to open the spiritual intelligence of this dragon.

The Nuwa in the Legend of Sword and Fairy is actually a bit abstract...

The great god of creation actually died of exhaustion, and left behind a lineage of descendants whose origins were unknown.

Oh, the descendants of Nuwa are often made pregnant, which highlights their approachability.

But no matter how weak Nuwa is, she is still considered a top god.

Things like enlightening the spirit of an artifact shouldn't be too difficult.

"Roar!"

After a while, Yinglong ended the one-sided fight, patted his bulging belly, and returned to Lin Xuan contentedly.

"Okay, go back and digest your food."

Lin Xuan looked at the scattered dragon carcasses and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Roar!"

Yinglong blinked his dragon eyes and returned to the Human Emperor Sword.

"Why does this look seem a little familiar..."

Lin Xuan shook his head and slashed with the Human Emperor Sword.

The sword flashed again, rolling up layers of sword waves, slashing down towards the Seven-Star Dragon Pillar.

***
Yuhang Town·Shilipo
"Oh my, you are such a good boy. I was drunk and didn't make it to the appointment, but you actually came to look for me all night."

A Taoist priest in a blue robe dropped the wooden sword in his hand, sat down on the ground, and scratched the lice on his body with relish: "How was it? Was that sword strike powerful just now?"

The Taoist was slovenly, with a large wine gourd on his back. He reeked of alcohol and looked unkempt, like a beggar.

The smell of bad wine swill was all over my body, and when it was exposed to the sun, it was steaming everywhere...

It’s so sour and refreshing!
"Awesome is awesome..."

Li Xiaoyao hesitated and said, "But senior..., isn't it embarrassing for you to do this?"

The sword-controlling technique that the Drunken Swordsman just displayed perfectly fits Li Xiaoyao's stereotype of swordsmen.

Li Xiaoyao understood that the drunk Taoist in front of him must be a hermit and the hero he had been thinking about day and night.

As a hero, you should avenge your enemies with pleasure, ride the sword and the wind, eliminate demons in the world, and leave only a back that is indifferent to fame and fortune to the world.

As a result, this swordsman was sitting on the ground happily picking lice...

There was a violent collision between dreams and reality, causing Li Xiaoyao's worldview to be somewhat shattered.

"What's so shameful?"

The Drunken Swordsman didn't care: "I have lice on my body and it's itchy. If I don't scratch it, will it eat me?"

"It seems to make sense... No, that's not right! Why do you have lice on your body, senior?"

Li Xiaoyao was startled, his thoughts deviated slightly, and he quickly corrected it.

"You're so stupid to ask this!"

"The people of Hangzhou don't really care about the environment. They just dump their shit and urine into the river, and the stench is unbearable."

"So, I was thrown into the river and floated all the way. It was normal for me to have some lice and bedbugs on my body."

The Drunken Swordsman glared at him drunkenly: "Didn't you work all night to pull me out?"

"...Now that you mention it, it's quite normal."

"Only someone with such extraordinary cultivation as the senior can float in the river and still sleep soundly."

Li Xiaoyao thought about it and then asked doubtfully, "That's not right. With your cultivation level, how could you be thrown into the river?"

Li Xiaoyao went back and cured Aunt Li. Then he remembered that the Drunken Swordsman said he would teach him swordsmanship, so he slipped out to try his luck.

As soon as I went out, I saw a person floating in the river...

Li Xiaoyao thought it was a floating corpse at the time and felt very sorry for it. He followed it for several miles before he found a chance to fish it out.

As a result, he discovered that it was the drunk Taoist priest from the daytime, which made Li Xiaoyao laugh and cry.

Fortunately, although this drunk Taoist priest looked unreliable, he was actually extremely powerful. His sword-wielding skills left Li Xiaoyao dumbfounded.

Now think about it, with my master's magical powers, how could he be knocked into the river?
Very un-Riverside!

"Hey, after I finished drinking your sweet-scented osmanthus wine, I felt hungry. So I went to another restaurant to drink."

"After eating and drinking, I realized I didn't have any money with me, so I thought the worst that could happen was that I'd get beaten up, so I just got drunk."

The Drunken Swordsman sighed, "I didn't expect that the store owner was such a ruthless person. When he found out that I had no money to pay the bill, he actually threw me into the river. That's why I'm in such a mess."

"That's unreasonable!"

Li Xiaoyao was furious: "Throwing a drunk man into the river, isn't that a deliberate attempt to kill you? I'm going to settle the account with the store owner now."

"Forget it."

The Drunken Swordsman hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand generously: "If you want to come to my house, you have to disclose your identity. I am a bit of a name in the martial arts world, and it would not sound good if others knew about this."

Strictly speaking, this matter is somewhat embarrassing for the people of Shushan Sect... The leader of Shushan Sect, Dugu Yuyun, has always been stubborn and rigid in his actions.

If you knew, you would definitely get scolded.

Although Drunken Swordsman was cynical, he still didn't dare to contradict his senior brother who was the head of the sect.

"…Senior is right."

"Okay, let's not talk about those disappointing things. Xiaoyao, what are your plans after learning my swordsmanship?"

After catching the lice, the Drunken Swordsman took the wine gourd and took a sip happily.

"My aunt said that it must be because of overwork that I got such a serious illness."

"I have survived this disaster, so I plan to close the inn for a while and take me out to relax and see the world."

Li Xiaoyao's eyes sparkled: "To be a hero, you must travel around the world and meet heroes from all over the world."

“It really makes sense.”

The Drunken Swordsman yawned and asked: "Where are you going to meet the world?"

"My aunt said that she used to be known as the 'Iron Palm Flying Phoenix'. Before she retired from the martial arts world, she was quite famous. A master named Lin Tiannan even pursued her."

"Oh, do you know Lin Tiannan? He is the lord of the Lin Family Fort, the leader of the Southern Martial Arts World, highly skilled in martial arts, and very rich."

Li Xiaoyao thought for a moment and said, "Aunt said that Gusu is not far away anyway, so take me there to have a look."

"Lin Tiannan? Well, this guy is quite capable."

The Drunken Swordsman stretched and stood up: "So, your father's name is Li Sansi? I have heard of this name before."

"Senior, do you know my father?"

Li Xiaoyao was startled, then showed joy: "Can you tell me about my father?"

"I just heard about it. You want to hear it... huh? Wait a minute!"

Drunken Swordsman's expression suddenly changed, and his look became extremely solemn.

Almost at the same time, a powerful sword intent burst out from him and pointed far to the southwest.

"Senior, what, what happened?"

Li Xiaoyao was startled and quickly reached out to grasp the hilt of the sword.

"fine……"

The Drunken Swordsman took a deep breath and said in a dreamlike voice: "How is it possible..."

Before he finished his words, the Drunken Swordsman transformed into a streak of sword energy that shot up into the sky. It flashed in the air and then disappeared without a trace.

"???"

"If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. Why are you running away? The Sword Immortal is amazing!"

Li Xiaoyao rubbed his eyes and muttered.

***
Shushan Mountain

"Who dares to come over?"

Yao Yue snorted coldly, unsheathed the Bixue Zhaodanqing, and protected Zhao Linger, who had a look of grievance on her face, behind her.

The emerald green sword light flowed and jumped, pointing at the seven Shushan disciples at the same time.

"This……"

As soon as the Shushan disciples set up the sword formation, they felt Yao Yue's sword energy coming like a sea and tide, and everyone's face changed.

"Stand back."

Dugu Yuyun narrowed his eyes slightly: "Although he has some skills, what can he do?"

Sensing Dugu Yuyun's sword intent, seven long swords left the hands of the Shushan disciples at the same time, hovering in front of Dugu Yuyun, setting up a mysterious sword formation.

The sword energy that was as vast as the sea and tide was suppressed and rolled back, causing Yao Yue's clothes to flutter.

"..."

Yao Yue frowned, her expression becoming more solemn.

She was wearing a purple-ribbon fairy robe, so she didn't have to care about the sword energy.

But Dugu Yuyun used his own sword intent to force back the sword energy.

In any case, the old man wins.

Thinking that this old man is just a nobody who is not even on the mission list...

Yao Yue couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

"Master, you are truly mighty!"

The seven Shushan disciples showed reverence in their eyes and said in unison.

"Your swordsmanship is good, but you are still no match for me. Don't... huh?"

Dugu Yuyun's body shook suddenly and he looked back with some confusion.

Seven long swords fell to the ground at the same time and rolled several times, appearing particularly clear on the extremely quiet mountain road.

Shushan disciples: “???”

"Old man, what's wrong with you?"

Yao Yue's face turned cold and she looked at Dugu Yuyun with some suspicion.

Dugu Yuyun's sword intent was so strong just now that he was like the legendary sword immortal.

Yao Yue herself felt that she had little chance of winning and was planning to give it her all.

But in the blink of an eye, the old man actually gave up attacking and just looked at the Demon Locking Tower by himself, without even paying attention to the sword formation he had set up.

Yao Yue felt a faint sense of anger at being looked down upon.

"What is to come will always come..."

Dugu Yuyun suddenly sighed and flicked his sleeves lightly.

As the wind from his sleeves reached, the seven long swords on the ground bounced up by themselves and fell back into the scabbards of the seven Shushan disciples.

boom!
At this moment, a shocking explosion sounded, echoing throughout the entire Shu Mountain.

As if there was an earthquake, the entire Shu Mountain shook violently.

"what happened?"

"It doesn't look like an earthquake? What exploded?"

"Oh no! Look! It's... it's the Demon Locking Tower!"

A Shushan disciple stretched out his hand tremblingly and pointed at the majestic and grand Demon Locking Tower.

The giant tower, which had existed for who knows how many years, was now covered with cracks.

The cracks spread and penetrated the entire tower.

Under the stunned gaze of the crowd, the entire giant tower exploded.

Crashed!

The entire Shu Mountain Range began to tremble violently, as if it was the end of the world.

"Everyone from Shushan Sect, get out here! I want to teach you a lesson on how to be a good person!"

"No! It's me...my guardian, the Demon King, who wants to teach you a lesson!"

The next moment, a domineering and arrogant male voice sounded, echoing between heaven and earth.

“Hahahaha! It’s finally out!”

"Long live the Demon King! Long live the Demon Alliance!"

"The Demon King has ordered that you must not..."

Countless roars sounded in the distance, like a tide.

Dark clouds are rolling, evil spirits are everywhere, and demonic energy is rising to the sky!

"Heavenly Ghost Emperor? It's fine that he's not dead, but why did he acknowledge him...acknowledge him as the boss?"

"Demon King? Who is this? When has the Shushan Sect ever captured such a person?"

"No wonder I feel so uneasy today... What on earth happened in the Demon Locking Tower?"

Dugu Yuyun's face froze and his eyes became extremely solemn.

He has always been steady in his actions, and appears to be calm and indifferent about everything.

But now, the Demon Locking Tower inexplicably exploded right under his nose...

What’s even more terrifying is that it sounds like the demons in the Demon Locking Tower have joined a society called the “Demon Alliance”.

From a loose group to an organized and disciplined one!

What on earth is this made of?
Thinking of this, the world-famous swordsman also felt a little crazy.

"Master Master?"

The leading Shushan disciple calmed himself down and asked on the ground.

"At this powerful enemy, elders of Shushan Sect, listen to my orders!"

Dugu Yuyun cut off all distracting thoughts, and his cold and stern voice covered the entire Shushan Sect.

"exist!"

"You all must join hands to activate the Shushan Mountain Protection Formation. You must not slack off at all!"

"Follow the teachings of the Master!"

"Inner disciples of the Shushan Sect, listen up. Join forces to set up the Tiangang Sword Formation and follow me to stop the enemy!"

Dugu Yuyun was silent for a moment: "This battle is a life-or-death struggle. If anyone does not want to go, I will not force them to do so."

"We are willing to live and die with Shushan!"

Dozens of voices sounded at the same time, with a hint of determination.

They are all inner disciples of the Shushan Sect and are quite famous in the martial arts world.

But in this case, it's not much better than cannon fodder.

"The rest of you should all retreat into the barrier."

Dugu Yuyun snorted coldly: "Those who disobey orders and act recklessly will be killed without mercy!"

"……Yes!"

"Disciple accepts the order!"

Hundreds of voices sounded from afar, extremely solemn.

"If I die in this battle, the position of the head of Shushan Sect will be taken by the Drunken Sword Immortal Situ Zhong."

Dugu Yuyun let out a long roar, transformed into a sword light, and broke through the air.

Seven Shushan disciples flew into the air silently and followed closely behind.

"Yes!"

"We will fight to the death!"

The next moment, dozens of rays of light shot out from the Shushan Sect and flew towards the disappearing Demon Locking Tower.

"……what happened?"

Zhao Linger let out a sigh: "Why is there no one caring about us all of a sudden?"

"Let's go and take a look..."

Yao Yue let out a breath of resentment: "He's here."

"Huh? Who is it?"

"My husband."

"He is imprisoned in the Demon Locking Tower?"

Zhao Linger was stunned for a moment: "Sister Yue, what exactly is your husband?"

"It's human..."

Zhao Ling'er: "..."

(End of this chapter)