Zhu Tian: Becoming a Sword Master from Martial Arts

Chapter 144 "I really want to laugh with him!"

Dao Zong, Dao Feng.

"Shh! Shh!"

Above the open space, long swords were flying, sword shadows were looming, and human figures were looming. At the table not far away, Fu Zhu lowered his head to drink the spiritual wine in the cup, then tilted his head and nudged Zhu Yan beside him with his deer horns.

Zhu Yan, who was disturbed, grabbed the wine jug and poured a little into Fu Zhu's cup. His eyes, which were flashing with scarlet light, were fixed on the figure in the open space. Feeling the murderous aura emanating from the sword shadow, his eyes became more excited and agitated.

"Your Excellency's murderous aura is a bit strong today!"

Zhu Yan grabbed the cup in front of him, took a sip, and said with some excitement. Fu Zhu next to him responded softly.

"It seems like the little girl named Ying Xiaoxiao came here yesterday. I think that girl is in danger. But don't even think about it. The adults won't let you go out."

It had a deep impression of Ying Xiaoxiao. He was one of the few people who could accept its inheritance. Although he was not the best one, he was also good. While speaking, Fu Zhu couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Zhu Yan beside him. Fu Zhu understood Zhu Yan's thoughts very well.

As soon as Fu Zhu finished speaking, the excitement on Zhu Yan's face faded at a speed visible to the naked eye. He stared at the figure with the cold sword light, and after a long silence, he whispered softly.

"Four-horned deer, are you willing to stay here for the last time?"

However, before Fu Zhu could respond, Zhu Yan shook his head slightly, as if he was talking to Fu Zhu, or as if he was talking to himself.

"I don't want to. I, Zhu Yan, was a god of war who dared to challenge the four adults. Even if I perish, I must not perish quietly in time. Even if I die, I must die in a blazing battle!"

As a remnant of the ancient times, Fu Zhu couldn't help but fall silent after hearing Zhu Yan's words. After a while, he spoke softly.

"There will be a chance. Don't forget, my Lord. It's the same with us!"

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

While Zhu Yan and Fu Zhu were talking, the figure dancing with the sword in the open space changed his body shape faster and the sword in his hand took on a bit more murderous intent.

"Qiang!"

Suddenly, the sword light dissipated in an instant, and Lin Xuan's indifferent face became a little colder. After turning his head to look at Fu Zhu and Zhu Yan, he raised his hand and waved it. Waves of Yuanli and extraordinary space force continued to surge. After a while, a space vortex appeared in front of him.

"Fuzhu, Zhuyan, keep an eye on this place!"

As soon as the voice fell, the next moment, the figure sank directly into the space vortex.

……

The verdant mountains lie across the earth, winding and entwining, and the high and raised ridges look like a huge sleeping dragon.

Above the mountains, Ying Huanhuan sat cross-legged in the air, with her long black hair hanging behind her head like a waterfall, dancing in the breeze, exuding a tranquil atmosphere.

On the girl's body, hundreds of Dao Sect disciples stood in the air, their Yuan Li intertwined with each other, forming a huge formation. Afterwards, the vast Yuan Li was added to the girl's body.

At this moment, the girl's face no longer had the liveliness and agility of the past. In her bright eyes, there was a cold look. Her slender hands were placed on the amber strings of the scarlet guqin in front of her. Her ten fingers kept dancing, and waves of sound, mixed with powerful fluctuations of Yuanli, attacked the two figures in front of her.

At the side, the mysterious purple energy in Xiao Diao's hand turned into mysterious purple blades and flew towards the two leaders of Yuanmen.

However, facing the attacks of Ying Huanhuan and Xiao Diao, the two leaders of Yuanmen seemed to be at ease. They raised their hands with ease and shattered the sound waves and purple blades.

"boom!"

After raising his hand and shattering the red sound wave in front of him, the gray-robed old man sneered and said softly.

"Haha, you are just resisting stubbornly. It would be better for you to surrender and follow us back to Yuanmen. That way, you will suffer less physical pain!"

However, although they spoke with disdain, the two old men's eyes were always on Xiao Diao as they spoke, obviously worried that Xiao Diao would use the Space Ancestral Talisman to slip away.

"Humph! You Yuanmen people are so noisy!"

Xiao Diao snorted coldly, and the purple demon energy in his body surged out again, transforming into a demonic blade, and attacked the gray-robed old man at the same time. At the same time, the power of space in his body also began to surge, and then the whole person disappeared.

"Boom! Boom!"

After seeing Xiao Diao using the Space Ancestral Talisman, Ying Huanhuan also hurriedly poured his energy into the Tianhuang Qin in front of him, wanting to help Xiao Diao attract the attention of the two people.

And with the infusion of Yuanli, more violent sound waves appeared, creating terrifying energy fluctuations in the air, attacking the gray-robed old man and the black-robed old man.

However, facing the attack from Ying Huanhuan and Xiao Diao, the old man in gray robe and the old man in black robe both showed a strange smile in their eyes.

"Hmph! Great Qian Yuan Hand!"

The old man in black robe shouted in a deep voice, and a huge palm of energy took shape instantly. Then, he clenched it hard towards the incoming sound waves.

"Boom! Boom!"

Under that palm, all the sound waves were instantly shattered, turning into vast energy and dissipating between heaven and earth.

However, Ying Huanhuan's expression did not change at all. She just used the ten green jade fingers of both hands to pluck the strings quickly, and waves of sound surged out.

The gray-robed old man on the side crushed the purple blade with one palm, then quickly turned around and slapped the empty space behind him with one palm.

"boom!"

The space fluctuated, and the figure of Xiao Diao appeared. A white palm directly met the gray-robed old man. The next moment, a powerful and violent Yuanli fluctuation burst out instantly.

"Bang!!"

As soon as the powerful Yuan Force fluctuation swept over, Xiao Diao's face changed instantly, because he sensed a powerful Yuan Force fluctuation bursting out from the body of the gray-robed old man, directly suppressing Xiao Diao's Yuan Force.

The next moment, violent energy fluctuations burst out from the gray-robed old man and hit Xiao Diao directly on the chest.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Xiao Diao's mouth, and at the same time, his body quickly retreated. At the same time, on the other side, the figure of the old man in black robe also disappeared from the spot in an instant. Then, when he appeared again, he had already come in front of Xiao Diao. He raised his palm, and the surging Yuanli fluctuations wanted to tear Xiao Diao to pieces.

Seeing the black-robed old man suddenly bursting out with the strength of Half-Step Profound Death Realm, Xiao Diao's face changed drastically. Just when Zhou Tong was about to take action, a clear phoenix cry sounded.

"Wow!!"

The old man in black robe looked up, only to find that a huge scarlet divine bird had appeared in front of Ying Huanhuan at some point. At this moment, its long feathers left a streak of scarlet light in the air and were rapidly flying towards him.

If this palm was slapped down, the powerful scarlet divine bird would have seriously injured him. Immediately, the old man in black robe withdrew his palm without any hesitation and slapped the scarlet divine bird instead.

"boom!"

With one palm, the spirit of the Heavenly Phoenix flew backwards, and its figure became much more illusory. Ying Huanhuan, who was hit back, spurted out a mouthful of blood, which directly fell on the red guqin in front of him.

"puff!!"

Upon seeing this, Xiao Diao quickly used the power of space and retreated together with the Spirit of the Phoenix. He looked at the two old men with serious eyes.

"Now we're in trouble!"

Yan, who was hiding inside Lin Dong's body, muttered to himself that at this moment, even if he gave all his last bit of strength to Lin Dong, it would only be enough to block a casual attack from the two men at best. Even if he joined forces with Zhou Tong, he could only resist for a while.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be so incompetent just now. Have you noticed that the two of us have concealed our strength?"

The gray-robed old man stared at Ying Huanhuan with a strange light flashing in his eyes. He always felt that Ying Huanhuan had fully understood their strength and intentions, otherwise, while he was holding him back openly, he would have deliberately hidden his moves, causing their plan to take advantage of the opportunity to kill the Sky Demon Marten and take back the Space Ancestral Talisman to fail.

"You Yuan Sect have always liked to use shady methods like the underground rats. We have long been accustomed to it!"

Ying Huanhuan responded coldly, and her hands on the strings began to hesitate. With the strength of the two half-step Profound Death Realm masters, even if they tried their best, they were no match for them, not to mention that there were countless pursuers behind them. If she didn't take action, she might not be able to hold on until the sect masters arrived.

But if she took action, then from now on, there would be no one to talk to him, practice the piano with him, or accompany him...

Ying Huanhuan's fingers continued to press hard on the strings, and she didn't even notice that her fingers were bleeding.

“Haha, what a sharp-tongued little girl! Don’t worry, the two of us will never kill you. After all, if you died, how could Ying Xuanzi be willing to come to our Yuan Sect in person to apologize? Hahaha!”

The grey-robed old man couldn't help but laugh twice as he spoke. However, the black-robed old man on the side, looking at Ying Huanhuan who looked a little strange, shouted at him.

"Take action and fight quickly!"

As soon as the words fell, violent energy suddenly burst out from the two of them and attacked Ying Huanhuan and the others.

“Lin Dong, go help the Ice Lord and lend your power to…”

However, before Yan could finish his words, Ying Huanhuan's voice fell into Lin Dong's ears.

"Give your strength to your brothers and hold them back first!"

As she spoke, a hint of apology flashed across Ying Huanhuan's eyes, and she bit her red lips tightly with her pearly teeth. At the same time, the Yuan Power in her body, which was blessed by many Dao Sect disciples, was poured into the Tianhuang Harp.

"Wow!!"

The spirit of the Sky Phoenix was full of energy. It raised its head and let out a clear phoenix cry, then flapped its wings and hovered above Ying Huanhuan's head.

Then, as Ying Huanhuan continued to pluck the strings with her ten fingers, waves of sound rippled out, and then, a scarlet sacred tree formed again in front of Ying Huanhuan.

"Bodhi has no form, the phoenix rests on the phoenix tree!"

With such rapid plucking, Ying Huanhuan's fingers, which already had bloodstains, were directly cut, and the blood stained the amber strings, which had a breathtaking and poignant beauty.

"Wow!!"

The moment the sacred tree appeared, the spirit of the Sky Phoenix let out a loud cry and flapped its wings. Then, the two old men from the Yuan Sect saw countless phantoms of spirit birds, which continuously gathered from all directions and circled around the sacred Wutong tree.

This move was exactly what Ying Huanhuan had comprehended from Feng Qi Wu Tong and Wu Xiang Bodhi Yin. With the help of the formation, the power of this move was even more terrifying.

Even the strong men at the Nine Yuan Nirvana Realm dared not underestimate those phantoms of spirit birds. Even the strong men at the Great Accomplishment of the Profound Life Realm dared not confront the torrent formed by the countless phantoms of spirit birds.

However, the opponents that Ying Huanhuan had to face this time were two powerful warriors in the Half-Step Death Profound Realm. Even though they were half-step Death Profound Realm with some water, they were definitely not comparable to the ordinary peak Life Profound Realm warriors.

"Daqian Yuan Hand!"

"Tianluo Demon Palm!"

The old man in gray robe and the old man in black robe looked at the martial arts displayed by Ying Huanhuan, their eyes couldn't help but turn slightly cold, and they quickly used their energy to attack Ying Huanhuan.

And at the moment when the two men slapped their palms, waves appeared on the red paulownia tree. Then, two giant palms appeared out of thin air and rushed towards the two palms.

"boom!"

Violent Yuan force instantly burst out from the four giant palms, and under the full-strength attack of the two leaders of the Yuan Sect, the copied Yuan force giant palms only lasted for a few breaths before being shattered in an instant.

Just as the two giant palms were about to slap the countless phantoms of spirit birds, a strange purple light flashed.

"Demon Moon Wheel!"

Xiao Diao let out a light shout, and under the infusion of the power of the ancestral stone in Lin Dong's body, he once again mobilized the power of space, and in a flash, he slashed directly at the two giant palms.

The two giant palms, which had already consumed a lot of energy, were directly cut off by the Demon Moon Wheel, causing the gray-robed old man and the black-robed old man to frown slightly. They quickly used their internal energy again and slapped the group of spirit bird phantoms that had begun to attack from all directions.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

With every palm strike, several phantoms of spirit birds were dispersed. However, under the sound of Ying Huanhuan's piano, the spirit birds seemed endless. Moreover, the blood on the strings gradually dyed the originally amber strings into dark red.

"Cang! Cang!"

"Wow!!"

The sounds of the zither and the phoenix kept echoing over the mountains. The countless phantoms of spirit birds trapped the two leaders of the Yuan Sect in the middle. When the two old men just wanted to get out of the gap after they dispersed the group, Xiao Diao stepped forward and fought with them, stopping them. Then, the phantoms of the spirit birds blocked the gap again.

"Oh!"

After facing the palm strike again, Xiao Diao staggered and spat out a mouthful of blood. He then tried to force himself forward again to block the two men back.

But the next moment, Xiao Diao and Ying Huanhuan's faces changed suddenly, because six equally powerful auras were approaching here rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, with a fluctuation in space, the six auras that were originally far away had already arrived in front of the two old men from Yuanmen. Director Shi looked at the countless phantoms of spirit birds that surrounded the two men, and immediately snorted coldly. Then, the six of them attacked together and slapped out with one palm.

"boom!"

Countless spirit birds were annihilated in an instant, and the huge sacred Wutong tree also shook. The spirit of the Sky Phoenix was directly shaken and fell onto the sacred Wutong tree.

"puff!!"

Ying Huanhuan spat out blood again, and his face turned pale. His bloodless lips revealed a sense of weakness, but his eyes became brighter than before. The ice-blue light formed an ice-blue snowflake pattern in his left and right pupils.

"Eight leaders of the Yuan Sect, how dare you come to my Dao Sect's territory? Aren't you afraid that you will be kept in my Dao Sect forever?"

Ying Huanhuan, whose fingers were covered with scars, gently stroked the blood-stained strings and stared coldly at Shi Dong and others in front of her. However, Shi Dong and others just sneered.

"It would be better if we just kill you all. What can Dao Sect do to our Yuan Sect? You want to use the formless bodhi sound to buy time? You are just dreaming!"

As Director Shi spoke, he raised his hand and slapped out a huge palm of energy. Seeing this, the other seven people also slapped out one by one.

Ying Huanhuan's pupils shrank, and the ten fingers of her hands moved on the blood-stained strings. A red light flowed above the sacred Wutong tree, and the spirit of the Sky Phoenix flapped its wings again and flew up directly to meet it.

"boom!!"

Without any suspense, with the joint efforts of eight Half-step Death Profound Realm powerhouses, the spirit of the Heavenly Phoenix instantly turned into rays of light and poured into the Heavenly Phoenix Harp. Ying Huanhuan even spat out a large mouthful of blood, instantly dyeing the entire crimson body of the harp red.

Behind him, countless Dao Sect disciples also trembled all over and spurted out blood. The great formation was even collapsed by that palm.

Looking down at the blood-stained Tianhuang Harp in front of her and feeling the eight powerful auras, a hint of sadness flashed in Ying Huanhuan's eyes. After all, she still couldn't play the piano with him, practice sword with him, or laugh with him.

Come to think of it, she seemed to have never seen him laugh happily. Of course, she also seemed to have never seen him angry. That guy was a cold block of ice. However, she seemed to be about to become a cold block of ice as well...

“I really want to laugh with him!”

The girl murmured softly, and the icy blue light in her pupils began to invade the surrounding darkness, while Mr. Shi and others on the opposite side raised their palms and slapped them without hesitation.

"Om!!"

The huge amount of Yuanli gathered in the air and formed eight big hands, which slapped towards the girl in green.

However, at this moment, the ice blue color in the girl's eyes suddenly stopped, and the next moment, Ying Huanhuan suddenly raised her head and looked in front of her.

"Qiang!!"

The sound of a sword echoed between heaven and earth without any warning. Then, everyone saw a three-foot-long sword slowly condensing in front of Ying Huanhuan.

(End of this chapter)