My enemies became my companions

Chapter 456: Mountaintop Sword (Two in One)

The head dripping with golden blood was facing the immortals, with anger, sorrow, pity and all kinds of emotions filling the forest leaves. But in just a moment, the immortals were like an ancient well that had been through a lot of hardships, and the ripples calmed down.

True Lord Jinggu lightly grasped the ancient rope that suspended the sword. The color of the rope was peeling, but one could vaguely see that it was as red as blood in the past. It was no ordinary thing and had quite a history. It was the red rope for marriage that ordinary people often burned incense to pray for. True Lord had a stern face and the absence of golden light all over his body made him look more like an ethereal being, a person who was detached from the world. He had a very prosperous marriage relationship. However, the seclusion that the leader of the Quanzhen Sect practiced had to sever his ties with the worldly world, and this was even more true for the Longmen Sect where he belonged. They regarded home as a "prison" and marriage as "golden shackles and jade locks". Only by getting out of the cage could one see the great way and the true self.

Therefore, he refined his own marriage into a sword tassel and a sword rope, and hung the sword. If he had any worldly thoughts, this life-saving sword would fall and shatter. However, he had already passed the most difficult and dangerous hurdle of love. After ascending for nearly a hundred years, his sword power had been rising again and again, and he had already reached the realm of perfection in the eyes of earthly warriors. Otherwise, he would not be worthy of being Xiao Daoping's confidant, and would not be able to bear the "some luck" in Wu Buyu's words.

"The way of killing with a sword is rare, rare."

True Lord Jinggu saw Chen Yi's sword carefully. His immortal heart, which had been silent for a long time due to witnessing the changes in the world, began to beat wildly. The sword intent flowed around his body on its own. The ancient sword made his ears hum. This old friend was extremely excited.

He looked at the sword in Chen Yi's hand again and murmured, "Good swordsmanship goes with a good sword."

Compared to Master Jinggu's lofty sword intention and his irresistible eagerness to try, Master Wuling's golden eyes were cold, and his evaluation of this man who had the golden elixir but the mentality of an ordinary person was raised. His immortal heart was flowing, and thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind. At a glance, the female Taoist who had forgotten both herself and the world would not make a move, and he didn't know the depth of the red-shirted warrior, but he thought he could not compare to the black-shirted warrior with the strongest murderous intent.

The enemy is small in number and we are large in number, so we should have the advantage.

However, this black-robed warrior killed one of their fellows in just a few breaths. Even though he underestimated the enemy at first, it was so easy that he would still be defeated regardless of whether he underestimated the enemy or not.

You can't let him do more than twenty one-on-ones.

Wu Ling Zhenjun's eyes moved around, his mind was initially determined, and he pinched his fingertips. After divination, he knew that this boy was a fourth-grade warrior. He was even more amazed. A fourth-grade warrior could be so powerful, which was rare in the world. His mood was in turmoil...

Since it is of the fourth rank, no matter how powerful it is, it is not impossible to deal with it.

But the most dreaded thing...

It was still the female crown who never took action.

Even though she did not show up in response to the blood requests of the Chongyang Temple Taoist priests, True Lord Wu Ling still heard clearly that it was this Goddess Taihua who killed hundreds of Taoist priests in her dream with her own strength!

It looks like nothing more than a Dan.

But it is truly unfathomable.

An immortal died nearby, but Yin Weiying remained calm even though Mount Tai collapsed in front of him. Seeing this, True Lord Wuling could not help but sigh: "After so many years of cultivation, I finally see a real immortal who has returned to his original nature."

The wind stopped for a moment. On the edge of the cliff and on the treetops, two groups of people stood facing each other, one up and one down. The calm before the storm spread.

Chen Yi threw the head away, kicked the immortal's body away, grinned and said:

"Before, only two immortals responded to our blood-invitation, but now all the immortals have come... It seems that although they are immortals, they are just people who don't care about anything that has nothing to do with them."

"The world is chaotic and full of troubles. To stay out of trouble is what we immortals seek. Otherwise, how can we be truly free?"

The one who spoke was Taihe Zhenjun, the seventh generation patriarch of the Longmen sect of the Quanzhen sect. He practiced hard for two hundred years but failed to ascend to heaven. After becoming an immortal a hundred years ago, he accumulated a lot of experience and finally made a breakthrough. The golden elixir in the cave in his abdomen was as big as his head, and his body was filled with thick purple energy.

“Taihe Zhenjun, there is no need to waste time talking to him. Martial artists are crude and ignorant of the world. They only know the difference between life and death.” Wuling Zhenjun said in a cold voice, and then said loudly: “Form a formation!”

As the words fell, more than a dozen immortals moved, with Martial Spirit True Lord and Taihe True Lord as the center of the circle. They stepped on the Gang Step and arranged the Four Symbols and Eight Trigrams. The purple energy of each of them gathered into an invisible platform, hanging between the treetops. With a few words of "I request the Mysterious Armor of the North Sky" and "I request the Demon-Subduing Sword of the South Sky", they rushed towards the remaining immortals.

The remaining ten immortals suddenly showed a murderous aura, and their whole bodies were shining brightly, as if they were wearing invisible golden armor.

When the most powerful golden light went towards Master Jinggu, the latter waved his hand and refused the protective golden armor. The ancient sword had been unsheathed without him knowing when, and he stared at the warrior in black clothes.

Chen Yi stared coldly at the group of golden-armored immortals. He turned his sword around and shook off the immortal blood stains on it.

Then take your first step.

After three steps, he took the fourth step and suddenly rushed towards a golden-armored immortal. The two were only ten feet apart. The golden-armored immortal was not afraid at all. He swung the golden sword in his hand and slashed towards Chen Yi in horror.

Chen Yi tapped the branch and took another step. His energy suddenly rose, and the branch as thick as a bowl under his feet shattered from the inside out. He dodged the Golden Money Sword in an instant, and the three-foot long sword in his hand twirled around with his body, slashing forward with a piercing sound!
The golden-armored immortal did not die on the spot like the previous immortals. His armor was torn into hideous cracks, and his golden figure flew backwards.

At this moment, a large cauldron came smashing down on him fiercely. Chen Yi was about to step on it to dodge, but in the time brought by the Shangqing Heart Method, he keenly captured that several immortals had already calculated the three directions where he might appear next, and blocked them all with magic weapons. Seeing this, Chen Yi simply did not dodge, and used Qi to control the sword, and the cold sword light hit the large cauldron directly.

With a loud bang, the big cauldron hovered in the air. Chen Yi made a hand gesture to control the wind, flew ten feet high, and then stepped on the cauldron.

The golden-armored immortal who was rushing towards him from below was hit head on by the huge shadow of the cauldron like a mountain falling down. The residual force of the magic weapon had not yet dissipated, and cracks appeared on his golden armor, and he coughed up hot blood.

Chen Yi turned around and rushed towards the golden-armored immortal whose armor was broken.

In the comparison between metal and stone, the Golden Armored Immortal's hands and feet moved, his Yuan Qi was rapidly consumed, and the magic weapon and Hou Kang Sword fought back and forth, entangled together.

The magic weapon's spiritual light appeared and disappeared several times, but it was ultimately no match for the surging sword shadow.

By the time other golden-armored immortals activated their magic weapons to come to the rescue, blood had already rolled out of the blade of Chen Yi's sword.

The body of the golden-armored immortal fell to the ground, the golden light on his body disappeared, and returned to the formation.

Before the immortal fell to the ground, Chen Yi took another step on him. After the sixth step of stepping on the clouds from the top of the mountain, the figure disappeared again, leaving only the shadows of trees swaying in the strong wind.

The pitch-black Hou Kang sword was dyed half red and half gold. It had killed two immortals in a short period of time, and the man in black made him look like a fierce Shura.

There was no trace of sadness or joy on Master Wu Ling's face.

The formation they formed was far superior to ordinary Taoist formations. It did not weaken with the death of people. On the contrary, the more people died, the more their spiritual energy would be gathered by the formation and reinforced to the golden-armored immortal behind. The formation became stronger with each battle.

not to mention…

Master Jinggu is about to take action.

Chen Yi was looking for his next target. The moment his body stopped at the treetop, he suddenly felt a chill on his back and his qi became alert.

The powerful sword intent had locked him, and he didn't need to turn around to know that a sword immortal was coming with a sword.

Master Jinggu waited until his sword power reached its peak, then he twisted his hand and swung the ancient sword forward, with dozens of sharp sword energies piercing through at the same time.

The first move is a killing move!
Greenery danced all over the sky, shooting around, raising dust, and several sword energies fell on the ground, cutting gullies and crossing each other. The sword wind was as solid as water, rushing like a torrent. It was going to destroy Chen Yi to death, leaving only his soul, and finally watching the pieces of flesh flying everywhere.

The surging sword energy was so strong that even the lawless Chen Yi did not dare to resist and dissolve it with his sword. He retreated in the wind, stepped on the branches and took two steps to the top of the cloud. Everything was crushed to dust wherever the pursuing sword energy passed. Master Jinggu urged it again, and no matter how fast the sword energy went, it was still half a body length behind Chen Yi. He frowned and moved his mind, and immediately two golden-armored immortals cooperated to block Chen Yi's way.

Chen Yi turned around and twisted the sword to slash at a treasure umbrella. Golden light flew like debris, and the treasure umbrella under the sword of Mie Chan immediately broke a corner. The owner of the treasure umbrella was shaken and his Dharma body was shaken. It must be said that the killing sword is far more useful than the living sword in such a situation. It is about destroying the heart. The sword intention can instantly cut off the luck of the world on the magic weapon.

However, no matter how useful the sword is, there is only one at the moment. When he turns around, he can see a torrent of sword energy rushing down, and the strong wind that blows past it makes people feel scared. The way is blocked, and Chen Yi has to turn around and face this thrilling sword. Then Kang Jian dances, swinging out a series of sword flowers, and then he uses the method of the Living Sword. Leaves fly around him, dancing, giving a feeling of overcoming hardness with softness.

The torrent of sword energy collided with the sword flowers, sparks flew, and a small crack appeared on Chen Yi's palm. The hilt of the sword hummed, but he still held it tightly. The long sword was pressed to bend outward, and the rippling sword flowers stirred the torrent of sword energy like a small force moving a large object, eliminating the sword energy into nothingness circle by circle. The splashing sword energy flew between heaven and earth, destroying trees one after another.

"Living sword?"

Master Jinggu exclaimed, and then his eyes became even hotter than before, and he shouted:
"Let me see how much you can resolve!"

After he finished speaking, the sword energy came again. Master Jinggu activated the ancient sword and shot out several sword energies towards the sound of metal and stone. Layer upon layer, one wave after another. Chen Yi's sword flowers became more and his arms moved with greater amplitude, knocking and flicking from time to time. Even so, he was still suppressed for the time being. The sword energy had splashed onto his face, and blood oozed from his cheek bones.

True Lord Wu Ling saw this scene. He turned around and looked at True Lord Tai He. The two of them wanted to change their shapes. The yin and yang positions of the formation suddenly changed. The golden armor on the golden-armored immortals dimmed, but a huge golden sword condensed in the air!
This was the "Southern Sky Demon Subduing Sword" mentioned by the immortals before. This formation instantly turned from defense to offense with incredible power, and a sword smashed down towards Chen Yi in the air!

Master Jinggu frowned slightly, not because this sword could not kill Chen Yi, but because he had only fought with this man for a few rounds.

After practicing hard in heaven for a hundred years, it is good that his sword intent has reached the pinnacle, but it is still not enough. To challenge Wu Buyu to the sword, he needs a sharper sword and the strongest hand in his life. Otherwise, how can he be worthy of the former number one in the world who is said to have achieved enlightenment through sword?

A stone from another mountain can be used to polish jade. Jinggu Zhenjun hopes to use this person to hone his sword skills.

But now, it can only end so hastily, which is regrettable.

A huge golden sword came towards him, and under its heavy pressure, wood and stone were broken, as if a mountain was falling down. The mighty sword was still far from the ground, but it had already pressed out a deep ravine.

Chen Yi was entangled in the sword energy of Master Jinggu and had nowhere to hide. His face was solemn and his neck was already covered with sweat.

A deadly sense of death surged up his spine.

Even though he kept dancing with the sword in his hand, the torrent of sword energy had not yet dissipated. His skin felt as if it had been cut by a thousand knives, and there were visible bloodstains on it.

Min Ning's face turned pale as she watched this scene from afar. How could she not know that Chen Yi was in danger? However, she could not intervene in the battle situation at all. If she acted rashly, she would not only be in danger, but would also disturb Chen Yi's mood.

The hand holding the knife handle was covered in sweat.

Min Ning's lips were humming, as if he was about to speak.

"You owe me a favor." Before she could speak, a voice came from her soul.

Min Ning's eyes lit up.

She nodded heavily and said, "A thousand times is fine."

She only heard a sneer in her ear, but no answer. When she came to her senses again, a sneer appeared on her face. She suddenly stopped holding the knife and held the sword instead. She swung the sword with all her might, and her pair of cold eyes suddenly opened.

The Fengyun sword was unsheathed with a clang. After who knows how many years, the two words "Fengyun" on the sword inscription appeared again in Zhou Yitang's eyes. A thought rose in his mind, and ripples appeared, which then stopped.

She said aloud, "After this, I will sleep for a while."

Zhou Yitang didn't need to say this, but she remembered some classic scenes that Chen Yi had told her, so she said this deliberately.

Min Ning responded straightforwardly: "Okay."

After she finished speaking, her consciousness suddenly stopped, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep.

In the rain, or in other words, "Min Ning" turned around, faced the world shining with vast golden light, and slashed with a sword from top to bottom!
When the sword was drawn, there was not much of a strange phenomenon.

Even the immortals who were wielding the giant swords did not notice that a sword was coming at them. They just vaguely sensed the air flow rolling away, and the wind was a little stronger than before.

Only Master Jinggu's hand hesitated for a moment, then he suddenly turned around and controlled the sword forward.

The dense torrent of sword energy that was originally washing over Chen Yi suddenly turned a corner, and returned to Jinggu Zhenjun in a delicate arc. Chen Yi had no time to think about it, and instantly used the ultimate cloud-stepping skill.

Seeing that True Lord Jinggu had inexplicably let Chen Yi run away, True Lord Wuling was shocked and angry, and secretly cursed this True Lord who was born with a good sword for being so stubborn. However, the next moment, his pupils shrank suddenly.

I saw hundreds and thousands of sword energies dissipating like grass, trees, and straw!

The sword energy of Master Jinggu swarmed and shot out, clashing with the invisible sword aura, but it still could not fill the hole left by the torrent of sword energy. It was all crushed between heaven and earth. The sword energy that had previously dissipated could break wood and rocks, but this time it was just falling leaves. It was obvious that all the sword energy had been exhausted to the extreme.

However, even so, when the torrent of sword energy completely dissipated, huge blood flowers burst out from Master Jinggu's body!
Golden blood splattered everywhere, and when it fell to the ground it turned into flower-colored spots. There was a hideous bloody wound from his right shoulder to his abdomen, and the two True Lords who were in charge of the formation looked horrified.

The blood-soaked Jinggu Zhenjun looked like a madman.
"It is a blessing from heaven to see the sword of Jian Jia!"

He clenched the sword in his hand, and even though blood was flowing, the sword intent did not stop, but increased again and again.

How God favors me,
The sword path is like a mountain, and today we can finally get a glimpse of the realm at the top of the mountain!

…………

At the top of the mountain.

The strong wind pressed down the reeds, but suddenly a breath of energy spread out, and all the reeds raised their heads, and it seemed as if there were millions of swords on the ground.

The white-haired old man in the sword-filled tomb raised his head and looked back.
An indescribable brilliance flashed across his turbid eyes, and he sighed:

"It's really you."

After several years of separation, that formidable young man also reached the top of the mountain.

(End of this chapter)