The ancestor of all monsters in Shushan

It was clearly a duel between martial arts knights, but a man who knew magic sneaked in and used magic in a very unsportsmanlike manner.

In the eyes of these heroes, using magic is not scary. They have traveled around the world and have seen many sorcerers who know some magic, including those who commit fraud, steal children, kidnap women, curse people, and treat evil diseases... These people are not considered sword immortals. They are only afraid of and respectful of those who release flying swords.

Bai Qi was in the cold wind, but he was not panicked. He gathered his true energy, focused his mind, and shouted sternly: "You are a heretic and evil magician. How can I be afraid of you!"

He took out six dragon coins, held them in his hand, infused them with true energy, and as his body turned in the wind, he threw them out like hidden weapons.

Each dragon coin accurately hit a ghost, no matter it was Mao Tai who died yesterday, or the Five Tigers of the Dou Family who died just now, they were ruthless people when they were alive, but they all became cowards after they died. Many death row inmates were ferocious and brutal when they were alive, and killed many people with very cruel means, but when they were taken to the execution ground, they were so scared that they cried bitterly, defecated and urinated all over the place, and their trouser legs had to be tied up in advance to avoid dirtying the ground.

Mao Tai was a notorious bandit who had committed countless evil deeds. He was still very ferocious even after his death, and had absorbed a lot of evil spirits. The Five Tigers of the Dou Family were spoiled since childhood, and they lost their spirits after their death. They were restrained by Wang Mao's magic and rushed forward to harm people, pretending to be fierce. After they were hit by the dragon coins, they screamed and dispersed into a group of evil spirits.

The dragon coin has a magic talisman on the outside and spiritual energy on the inside, which can ward off ghosts and evil spirits. Bai Qi has encountered these many times while traveling around the world, and he has used the dragon coin to exorcise ghosts and eliminate evil spirits, which is very useful.

Among the six ghosts, only Mao Tai had his soul condensed again. Bai Qi picked up a six-dragon coin with two fingers, fearlessly rushed to Mao Tai, and inserted the dragon coin into Mao Tai's chest.

Mao Tai screamed, and his soul was shattered again!
Bai Qi immediately drew his sword and attacked Wang Mao again. Wang Mao fumbled to defend himself and shouted, "Do you know who my master is? My master is a sword immortal!"

This sentence made everyone present feel a chill in their hearts. No matter how powerful their martial arts were, they would basically die if they faced the Sword Immortal.

Bai Qi's offensive really eased. "So what? My cousin Luo Xin's aunt is Grandma Jin from Hengshan. So what if your master is better than Grandma Jin?"

"Who is Grandma Jin! My master is the sword immortal of the Wutai Sect!" Wang Mao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Someone in the crowd said, "You said you were a disciple of the Sword Immortal, so how come you don't know how to control a sword? Besides, this Sword of Immortal Execution is just a sharper piece of ordinary iron. If you really have an immortal sword, how could you be interested in it?"

Wang Mao held the sword in his left hand, made hand gestures with his right hand, and muttered something. The sword flew out of his hand, but it was trembling. It circled around him and finally returned to his hand.

Everyone was dumbfounded. This was indeed the art of wielding a sword, but he had not practiced it to perfection.

Wang Mao said, "I am still a beginner and my swordsmanship is not advanced enough, but I am indeed a disciple of the Wutai Sword Immortal. Although this sword is made of ordinary iron, it is made of the Wanlian Black Iron from the Tianwai Divine Mountain, which can be refined into an immortal sword. Next month is my master's birthday, and I want to give this sword to my master. Who of you dares to stop me?"

Everyone was silent, even Bai Qi was silent. No matter how arrogant they were, they dared not offend the Sword Immortal. No matter how high their martial arts skills were, the Sword Immortal would release his flying sword and a ray of light would pass by to kill them. What's more, becoming the Sword Immortal was the achievement that every swordsman dreamed of achieving and it was their lifelong pursuit.

Wang Mao was very proud: "I declare that I am the first in this Huangshan Sword Contest. This eighth Zhuxian Sword is mine!"

As he said this, he went up the steps to ask Tao Jun for the sword.

Tao Jun was also very happy. He had originally wanted to find a martial arts master to be his teacher and learn some martial arts. Now it would be even better if he could become the successor of the Sword Immortal.

He knelt on his knees, holding the sword in his hands: "Master, please accept my gift."

Wang Mao sneered: "I only said I wanted to take the sword, who said I wanted to take you as my apprentice?"

Tao Jun said: "We agreed beforehand that I will post a message to invite all the masters in the world to come here to compete for the sword, and to determine the winner, and also accept me as your apprentice..."

"The duel is only between them, what does it have to do with you? The sword is in your hand, what does it matter whether you give it to us or not? We can take it if we want, can you stop us?"

Wang Mao reached out to grab the sword, but Tao Jun refused to do so. He put away the sword and jumped back: "If you don't accept me as your disciple, I can't give you this sword!"

"Then I'll kill you and then take it!" Wang Mao went over and grabbed the sword, but Tao Jun refused to give it to him. Wang Mao's internal force burst out, causing Tao Jun to spit blood and stagger backwards. Wang Mao was about to swing the sword to kill him.

Li Zhenchuan couldn't bear it any longer, so he shouted angrily and threw out a dragon coin. Bai Qi also took action at the same time, thrusting his sword into Wang Mao's back to stop him from killing.

Wang Mao swung his sword to cut the dragon coin, blocked Bai Qi's sword, grinned and shouted: "Do you all want to die?" He also pulled out the Zhuxian Sword, and cut off the sword in Bai Qi's hand with just one stroke.

Li Zhenchuan was indignant and after throwing the hidden weapon, he turned around and looked at Shi Feiyang with a look of apology on his face.

He was worried about getting his new master into trouble. Ordinary trouble would be fine, but for people like them who were in the martial arts world, it would be a dead end if they messed with the Sword Immortal.

He whispered to Shi Feiyang, "Master, that man seems to be a vindictive person. I'm afraid today's matter will not end peacefully. You should leave the mountain immediately. We are no longer a master-disciple relationship."

Li Zhenchuan was about to rush over to help Bai Qi, but Shi Feiyang reached out and grabbed his wrist, and asked with a smile: "Why are you severing the relationship between master and apprentice after we just became your disciples? Am I not doing a good enough job as a master?"

"Absolutely not!" Li Zhenchuan thought to himself that this young master was indeed a young master from a wealthy family. He lacked experience in the martial arts world and could not even see the danger of the situation. "That man is a disciple of the Sword Immortal. Today's matter cannot be resolved peacefully. His master will definitely avenge him in the future. By then, we will all die at the hands of the Sword Immortal!"

As he spoke, Wang Mao held the sword in both hands, forcing Bai Qi into danger repeatedly. Li Zhenchuan only said to Shi Feiyang to leave quickly and then jumped over and attacked Wang Mao from behind.

Wang Mao felt the powerful force of Li Zhenchuan's palm, and quickly swung his sword to fight back, saying loudly: "Today is a fair competition, do you still want to join us?"

Bai Qi's thigh was cut open by the Zhu Xian Sword. If Li Zhenchuan didn't come up, he would really die at Wang Mao's hands. He hurriedly said, "You snatched Master Tao's Zhu Xian Sword first. How can that be fair!"

At this time, Dai Hengyu, Dai Xiangying, Ling Yunfeng, Yu Yunzhong, and Xu Chao all drew their weapons and rushed forward, surrounding Wang Mao in the center.

Wang Mao laughed wildly: "Even if you all come together, what does it matter? I will just kill you all!"

He attacked with swords in both hands, and four swords and a spear were chopped into several pieces in an instant.

At the critical moment, Yu Yunzhong pushed Ling Yunfeng away and stood in front of him. Seeing that he was about to be hacked to death, he was kicked away by Li Zhenchuan. In the end, the Zhuxian Sword cut a bloody wound on his chest that was about a foot long and an inch deep.

Ling Yunfeng was pushed in front of Shi Feiyang and fell to the ground. She looked at Shi Feiyang: "Aren't you going to help?"

Shi Feiyang was a little unhappy: "Why should I help?"

Ling Yunfeng bit her lip and said, "Even if you met us by chance, that's fine. You won't help your apprentice?"

Shi Feiyang smiled: "He just severed the master-disciple relationship with me. Alas, he wants to die, what can I do?"

"You are such a heartless person! I misjudged you!" Ling Yunfeng stood up and went over to support Yu Yunzhong who was lying on his back.

Shi Feiyang ignored him and just watched Li Zhenchuan and Bai Qi attack Wang Mao. Their martial arts were much better than others, and they were the only ones who could fight back when their weapons were obviously at a disadvantage.

But Wang Mao's martial arts were also very good. He relied on the Zhu Xian Sword to chop and slash, and danced out red lights, forcing the two men to be unable to get close. The two men attacked from the side several times, and cut in for close combat, but were forced back. Bai Qi was stabbed in the shoulder again.

Shi Feiyang sighed and shouted, "Disciple, come back and try using my sword."

He called him "disciple" in public, which confirmed the master-disciple relationship. Everyone's eyes fell on him. Those who had not seen him become a disciple before were puzzled, wondering how such a young man could become Li Zhenchuan's master? Could it be that his martial arts skills were better than Li Zhenchuan's?

Li Zhenchuan retreated somewhat helplessly: "Master, the Zhuxian Sword is extremely sharp, why waste another precious sword." "Take it and try it. I will be happy if it is cut into pieces. I will buy another one later."

Li Zhenchuan had no choice but to give it a try and took the sword to fight Wang Mao again. At first, he was afraid to collide with the Zhu Xian sword, but later he accidentally touched it. There was a crisp sound of jingling and a ball of white sparks exploded, but it was not broken. Li Zhenchuan was surprised and happy, and tried to collide with the Zhu Xian sword again. Sure enough, it could withstand it, and there was not even a crack on the sword.

Not only was he surprised, but all the spectators around were also surprised, thinking that this precious sword was inlaid with gold and silver, and it was so fancy that it was clearly a toy used by rich kids to show off. How could it possibly withstand the slashing of the Zhuxian Sword? If he had this sword, why did he come here to steal it?
Everyone was curious about Shi Feiyang, but when they looked over again, Shi Feiyang was gone. Even the people standing next to him were puzzled, wondering how such a living person could disappear.

In fact, Shi Feiyang had already captured the trace of the real Demon Zhuxian Sword this time. He sneaked away and quietly set up a trap. He injected a stream of Gengjin sword energy into his sword and handed it to Li Zhenchuan. That sword energy alone was sharper than the flying sword of an ordinary sword immortal. After all, the fake Zhuxian Sword was made of ordinary iron. Not only could it not cut him, but after continuous collisions, it began to fall apart.

Li Zhenchuan no longer had the disadvantage of weapons, and fought more and more bravely. He first cut off Wang Mao's own sword, and then collided with the Zhuxian Sword continuously, sparks flying everywhere.

"Ding-dong! Ding-dong! Ding-dong...Ding-dong!"

With one last crisp sound, the Zhu Xian Sword broke into two pieces.

Everyone was dumbfounded, staring at half of the sword blade falling to the ground.

The first thought that came to everyone's mind was "this sword is fake", but recalling the scene where Xia Xia was chopped into four pieces along with his sword, it can be confirmed that this sword cannot be fake.

Then everyone turned their eyes to the fancy sword in Li Zhenchuan's hand, thinking: Is this sword more powerful than the Zhu Xian Sword?

impossible! Absolutely impossible!
Everyone's brains are smoking but they still can't figure out the reason behind this.

Someone asked: "The Zhu Xian Sword is broken, are we still going to fight to seize the sword?"

Someone answered: "The sword is broken, what's the point of taking it? No matter how good the broken sword is, it's useless. How about we take the sword from Duba Chuandong?"

Li Zhenchuan held his sword horizontally and shouted angrily, "Who dares to take my master's sword from me? Come on if you don't want to die!"

While this group of people were talking here, Shi Feiyang had already sneaked to various places on Tiandu Peak and started to set up formations. He had already confirmed that the Demonic Sword had reached Tiandu Peak. In order to prevent it from slipping away from underground, he first ordered the Taiyin Earth Net to infiltrate the ground to cut off the ground veins below.

Then, he set up a Liang Yi Liu He Micro Dust Array over the entire Tiandu Peak...

Back when they were in the Xingxiu Sea, Deng Yin had explained to him the arrangement principles and operating rules of this formation. He had been practicing in seclusion over the years, and while comprehending the "Nine Heavens Mysterious Scripture", he had also studied this formation carefully. He had privately refined twelve jade talismans, which could be used to arrange a simplest version of the Liuhe Flag Gate Formation. Today, in order to subdue the magic sword, he might as well try out its power and also find out the shortcomings of his own understanding through practice.

After the formation was set up, he looked at the top of Tiandu Peak again and saw that everyone was fighting, and many people were vying for the sword in Li Zhenchuan's hand.

Li Zhenchuan couldn't stand his violent temper, so he started to kill people with his sword, chopping arms and thighs.

Some people started hitting him with hidden weapons from a distance, and some threw snakes at him.

People from the Five Poison Sect in Southern Xinjiang threw out poisonous snakes, centipedes, scorpions and other poisonous insects, which were crawling everywhere.

"Stop it!" Shi Feiyang suddenly appeared on the rock where Tao Jun was standing and shouted loudly.

His voice was like a thunderclap that exploded in everyone's ears, shaking everyone's souls. They quickly covered their ears with their hands and looked over in horror.

Shi Feiyang glanced at everyone and said, "What are you arguing about? Don't you just want my sword? I'll give it to you!"

Everyone couldn't believe their ears: "Are you really willing to give up this sword to us?"

"It's just a sword. If I want, I can always buy thousands of them. You think it's rare, but in my eyes, it's nothing."

Everyone was excited. The Zhu Xian Sword was enough to make everyone fight for it, let alone this thing that could cut off the Zhu Xian Sword!
Shi Feiyang said, "But I have a condition. I don't take this sword seriously, but it is a peerless divine weapon to you. It cannot be desecrated casually. Only those I choose have the opportunity to seize the sword. For those who I don't like, please go to the bottom of the stairs and watch from afar."

"Why?" someone was dissatisfied.

Shi Feiyang threw a dragon coin over, hitting the speaker accurately on the forehead, knocking him unconscious on the spot.

"That's all!"

Shi Feiyang asked Li Zhenchuan to stand on the rock with his sword, and then began to select people: "You! You! You! And you! Where are you all going down there! And you! You! All of you go!"

He was screening them one by one, making sure those who were not suspicious were kept away.

The magic sword can influence people's minds. The magic sword was using tricks when so many people were fighting just now. In order to avoid more accidental injuries, he had to drive out all the irrelevant people. That section of stairs was the death door of his Liang Yi Liuhe Micro Dust Array. Step out to life, step in to death!
He selected very quickly. If someone refused to obey, he would throw the dragon coin at them. It was a small jade coin, and he would knock the opponent unconscious no matter how skilled the opponent was in martial arts.

The leader of the Five Poison Sect was still not convinced. Her left hand had been cut off since she was a child, so she replaced it with an iron hook. In her right hand, she held the half-broken Zhuxian Sword that she had just picked up, and crossed the hook and sword in front of her chest: "My master, the Celestial Silkworm Fairy..."

Shi Feiyang didn't care what she said at all. He threw a dragon coin at her, hitting her forehead and knocking her unconscious. He told her men, "Hurry up and take her away!"

Seeing how powerful he was, everyone dared not resist and went down the stairs.

Suddenly, Shi Feiyang called out to someone: "Stop!"

The man was a middle-aged man with a determined face. He turned around and said, "Why can't I leave?"

"Stay and fight with swords!"

"I came here today to see the world-famous Zhu Xian Sword, but I didn't expect that seeing it in person was not as good as seeing it in person... I don't want your sword, and I won't compete with you with this sword!"

Shi Feiyang asked Li Zhenchuan: "What's his name?"

Li Zhenchuan said: "Zhao Xinyuan, the Divine Eagle in the Smoke, is also somewhat famous in Sichuan and Yunnan."

"Zhao Xinyuan, what is the Chivalrous Monk Yifan to you?"

Zhao Xinyuan was a little stunned. He had just become Yifan's disciple a few years ago. It was considered a case of bringing his skills with him to a disciple, and few people knew about it.

"That's my master."

"That's right. Yifan and I have a grudge, and you are his apprentice. As the saying goes, a son pays for his father's debts. Today, I'm going to pay it on you. Don't leave. Go back there and wait for my punishment!"

Zhao Xinyuan looked at him, wanting to say something, but in the end he said nothing and went back to the top of the mountain.

Shi Feiyang was sure that the Heavenly Demon Immortal Slaying Sword was on Zhao Xinyuan, so he asked everyone else to go down the stairs and wait for everyone to leave so that he could collect the sword. (End of this chapter)