From the fake emperor to the concubine

Although Liehuo's injury had not yet fully healed, he gloated when he saw Jian Shisan's flying sword was broken, "I told you a long time ago that powerful magic weapons are also part of your own strength. I really don't understand if you, the Tianxuan Sword Sect, have a problem with your brains. You have to use those mediocre magic weapons."

He forced himself to stand up, and although his face was still pale, he could not conceal the smugness in his eyes.

The Lihuo Sword trembled slightly in his hand, as if mocking his opponent's embarrassment.

"You even call it tempering your own sword intent." While Liehuo was mocking, he did not forget to swing the Lihuo Sword and cut the monster that was attacking Jian Shisan into two halves.

The flames on the sword instantly burned the monster into a huge fireball, as if deliberately showing off the power of the magic weapon.

"Now you've encountered a strong enemy and your weapons are broken. What's the use of your sword power? Can it help you kill the enemy?"

As soon as Liehuo's taunting words came out, a burst of sword intent suddenly burst out from Jian Shisan's body.

The invisible sword energy rose into the sky like a substance, distorting the surrounding air.

Jian Shisan's originally tired body suddenly straightened up, his robes fluttered without wind, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.

Even the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be chopped by the sword energy.
A huge crack appeared in the thick clouds, and sunlight poured down from the gap, casting a ray of light on the dim battlefield, as if tearing the earth apart.

Even the blue sky was revealed through the gaps in the clouds.

Then, Jian Shisan put the two fingers of his right hand together and pointed forward.

His movements seemed random, but they contained endless sword intent.

The two fingers put together were like the sharpest sword in the world, and the sword energy condensed at the fingertips made the surrounding air emit a piercing whistle.

"Infinite Sword Intent!"

Jian Shisan's voice was like thunder from the sky, exploding on the battlefield.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still.

Both Zheng Yi and Liehuo seemed to see at the same time a giant sword that pierced through the sky and the earth appear before their eyes.

The illusory giant sword was transparent, yet it exuded a terrifying pressure. Mysterious runes flowed on the sword, and every pattern seemed to contain an infinite avenue.

Wherever the tip of the sword pointed, it was like a rotten wood, piercing through all seven or eight monsters in the row in front of Jian Shisan.

Those monsters didn't even have time to scream before they were chopped into pieces by the invisible sword energy. The remains turned into black powder in the air and were blown away by the strong wind caused by the sword energy.

After defeating the enemy, the blade of the giant sword slowly dissipated like snowflakes.

Jian Shisan kept his sword-drawing posture for a long time without moving. His face was as pale as paper, but the sword intent in his eyes became purer.

This sword exhausted his last bit of spiritual power, but it also proved to everyone what the true sword art is.

Zheng Yi sighed helplessly. Why did he feel like he had become a wet nurse?

I am responsible for treating and restoring the health of these two old guys.

He quickly went over to support Jian Shisan and at the same time threw a recovery pill into his mouth.

The pale green pill melted in the mouth, emitting a faint medicinal fragrance. Jian Shisan's pale complexion improved slightly, but the fatigue between his brows was still obvious.

Liehuo's eyes widened in disbelief.

His mouth opened slightly, his copper-bell-like eyes were full of shock, and the hand holding the Lihuo Sword tightened unconsciously.

"Fuck, this guy actually has this trick?"

Liehuo's voice trembled a little. He never thought that Jian Shisan had such a trump card.

The power of this sword was far beyond his imagination, at least it was not inferior to the full force of the Lihuo Sword.

The deep sword mark on the ground silently tells of the horror of this blow.

The monsters that were killed did not even leave any remains, they were directly turned into nothingness by the sword energy.

Moreover, when Jian Shisan released the infinite sword intent, his spiritual energy was almost exhausted and he was at the end of his rope.

If this guy was in his prime...

Gulu!

Liehuo swallowed subconsciously and didn't dare to think further.

The Lihuo Sword seemed to sense its master's uneasiness, and the flame on the sword flickered slightly, not as fierce as before.

Fortunately, Jian Shisan did not respond to his declaration of war before.

Liehuo was now extremely grateful that Jian Shisan rejected his challenge. If they really fought, facing such a sword intent, he really had no confidence in winning.

Even if he had the Lihuo Sword to protect him, he would probably suffer a great loss.

He looked down at the magic weapon in his hand. The flame of the Lihuo Sword was still dazzling, but compared to the sword intent that pierced through heaven and earth, it seemed to be missing something.

What a monster he is, Liehuo cursed in his heart.

He secretly glanced at Jian Shisan who was leaning against Zheng Yi. He had obviously lost half his life and could hardly move, but he still gave people a feeling of invincibility.

Ever since he met this guy, Jian Shisan was no different from a monster in his eyes.

For two hundred years, no matter how powerful the magical weapon refined by the raging fire was, Jian Shisan could always deal with it with the most ordinary flying sword. That feeling of frustration always followed him like a shadow, driving him to constantly pursue more powerful power.

This guy clearly doesn't have many magic weapons on him.

The flying sword used was also a third-rate flying sword that could be found everywhere in the world of cultivation.

To put it bluntly, even those casual cultivators, or even those cultivators who are not sword practitioners, can find a better one as long as they pay a little attention to their flying swords.

Such an ordinary magic weapon, not to mention him, the leader of the Lihuo Sect, even the ordinary disciples would look down on it, okay?
But this guy used these broken swords to compete with his magic weapons, and most of the time, he couldn't beat this guy.

Boom boom boom!
The earth continued to shake.

At this time, the Eye Demon threw several monsters to the ground again to make up for the previous losses.

The newly appeared monsters were more hideous than the previous ones. The pus and blood on these guys were like scabs, and you could tell at a glance that they were very strong.

After landing, they quickly joined the siege.

In other words, Zheng Yi and his men fought for so long and with such great effort, but the results were zero.

Liehuo couldn't help cursing, "There's no end to the fight if it goes on like this."

There was anxiety in his voice and veins bulged on his forehead. The endless stream of monsters made him feel crazy.

He just made a hand gesture and threw out a palm-sized cauldron.

The cauldron was red all over, with flame patterns carved on its surface. Nine fiery red crystals were inlaid on the cauldron, emitting light like the sun.

After the cauldron landed on the ground, it quickly expanded to more than two meters high.

The tripod body made a dull roar, and the ground shook. The tripod feet sank deeply into the soil, and the heat waves gushing out of the mouth of the tripod distorted the surrounding air.

Green flames gushed out from the fire mouth of the furnace. The flames were fifty or sixty feet long and directly submerged seven or eight monsters.

The temperature of the green flame was extremely high, and even the rocks were instantly melted wherever it passed. The scorching flame burned the monsters, making them scream and howl. They tried to break through the flames and attack the raging fire.

But the closer you are to the furnace, the hotter the flame will be.

The monsters in the front row were almost burnt to charcoal, and the monsters in the back instinctively retreated, but were still burned by the heat wave. The air was filled with a pungent burnt smell, which was nauseating.

The monsters roared angrily, but were unable to break through the wall of fire.

However, although the flame was extremely powerful, it could not cause fatal injuries to these monsters.

However, Liehuo did not stop. He shook his shoulders, and suddenly untied his cloak and flew into the air.

The dark red cloak fluttered in the wind, and the golden runes embroidered on the lining were emitting golden light.

Then, Zheng Yi saw that the cloak spread out in the air and slowly rotated.

The cloak spun faster and faster, forming a huge vortex. The space at the center of the vortex began to distort and a gap appeared in the space.

Unstable energy ripples flickered at the edge of the gap, and a faint green light shone through the gap, along with the creaking sound of wood rubbing against each other.

Then a stupid-looking wooden man holding a spear jumped out from the gap formed by the cloak.

The wooden figure was dark brown all over, with bronze reinforced joints, and its eyes were two glowing emeralds.

Although its movements were stiff, each step was extremely steady.

After landing, the wooden man raised a spear and killed a monster.

Although the movement was not fast, the gun was fired with extreme determination.

Although the wooden man was a head taller than an ordinary person, he looked very small compared to the monster that was as big as a hill.

He had only run halfway when he was hit by a monster's claw and flew away, and he didn't know where he was.

Things did not end there. There seemed to be infinite space in the cloak, and wooden men kept jumping out.

Some of these wooden figures hold spears, some hold short swords and machetes, and some even hold bows and arrows.

After they landed, they immediately joined the battle. The archers stood in the back row and shot arrows. When the arrows hit the monsters, they immediately ignited green flames.

As time went on, these wooden men appeared faster and faster, and finally, they formed an army of a thousand people, who rushed towards the monsters in a huge crowd.

The army of wooden men surged towards the group of monsters like a tide. Although their individual strength was not strong, they had the advantage of large numbers.

Although these wooden figures look fragile, they are actually very tough.

The wooden man that was knocked away at the beginning was now running back slowly.

Although the movements of these wooden figures seem stiff, they are actually quite flexible and know how to dodge the monsters' attacks.

They would cover each other, and when one wooden man attracted the monster's attention, the others would launch a sneak attack from the side. Some wooden men would even fall to the ground and pretend to be dead.

Dozens of wooden men climbed onto the back of a monster and used their weapons to attack the disgusting tumors. Every time a tumor was dug, a flood of yellow pus gushed out, causing the monsters to scream in pain.

They are like ants crawling on the body of an elephant. Although they cannot kill the elephant, they can still torment the elephant to death.

The monsters' movements began to slow down and they had to distract themselves to deal with these annoying little creatures.

Some monsters began to collide with each other, trying to get rid of the wooden men on their bodies.

He can actually use two magical weapons at the same time. It seems that the leader of the Lihuo Sect is not just a talker.

And, this is not the end.

"Look at my cold jade bottle!"

There was a hint of coldness in Liehuo's voice, and his eyes were flashing with endless murderous intent.

He flipped his wrist and his movements were as smooth as flowing water, as if he had practiced it thousands of times.

Liehuo pinched the hilt of the Lihuo sword with three fingers, and with his thumb and index finger, he touched the area near the sword's hilt and took out a crystal clear jade bottle.

The jade bottle was emerald green all over, with exquisite snowflake patterns carved on it. Tiny ice crystals condensed at the mouth of the bottle, emitting a biting chill.

After reciting a few more spells, the jade bottle spun and flew in another direction.

As the spell was completed, light blue runes lit up on the surface of the jade bottle.

A gust of cold wind mixed with snow blew out from the bottle mouth. The cold wind blew farther and farther, becoming colder and stronger.

At first it was just a light breeze, but in the blink of an eye it turned into a bone-chilling cold current. Countless tiny ice crystals condensed in the air, the ground began to frost, and the grass and trees were instantly frozen into ice sculptures.

Soon, a blizzard formed ahead.

The blizzard was a hundred feet wide, with snowflakes as big as goose feathers and mixed with sharp icicles. The wind was howling, as if thousands of wild animals were roaring at the same time.

The violent blizzard blew the monsters all over the place, and the icicles in the blizzard hit them, smashing them into a bloody mess.

The monsters' hard shells became fragile in the extreme cold, and the icicles pierced their bodies like sharp blades. The blood froze as soon as it flowed out, forming strange blood-colored icicles.

The monsters closest to them were blown into ice sculptures.

They were frozen in place in a charging posture, with ferocious expressions frozen on their faces.

While distractedly controlling the three magical weapons, Liehuo still had time to use the Lihuo Sword.

Kill those monsters that bypass the defense areas of the three magical weapons one by one.

I don't know if this guy has the ability to control other magic weapons. Zheng Yi stared at the fire intently, speculating in his heart.

This seemingly rough man displays exquisite control that is simply amazing.

To be honest, even the well-informed Zheng Yi was somewhat impressed.

He originally thought that Liehuo was just a reckless man, but he didn't expect that he could control the magic weapon so exquisitely. The characteristics of each magic weapon were brought to the extreme, and they cooperated with each other perfectly.

Doing three things at once... no, doing four things at once.

Zheng Yi calculated silently in his mind: furnace? cloak? cold jade bottle, plus the Lihuo sword.

Each magical weapon requires precise control, and any carelessness will result in a backlash of spiritual power.

You know, controlling a magic weapon is not as simple as reciting a mantra and throwing it out.

No matter how ordinary a magic weapon is, if it is left there after being injected with spiritual energy, it will not be able to exert much power.

Liehuo, however, is able to control so many magical weapons at the same time, and make each weapon as powerful as his own arm.

This kind of control cannot be developed overnight.

In fact, this is not the scariest thing.

If only I could control so many magical weapons at the same time in battle.

If each magic weapon cooperates with each other, the sum of the two will be greater than the sum of the two. (End of this chapter)