The Ji Family's Pride

Chapter 68 Fisherman
Ji Xiaoshan's spiritual consciousness shrouded the battlefield and never left.

"Brother Minghong, get ready. The casualties in the fight between the two sides are starting to increase!"

"Which Purple Mansion cultivators were the first to die?" Wan Nianfeng asked immediately.

"Yeah." Ji Xiaoshan nodded and smiled.

After all, these Purple Mansion cultivators had the weakest cultivation base, so they were naturally the first to be cleared out of the battlefield.

No one can guarantee that an inconspicuous Purple Mansion cultivator has any powerful secret treasure in his hands.

If he were to take part in such a fight, he would also be like the Three Heroes of the Vast Sea and directly eliminate all these unstable and easily killable Purple Mansion monks.

"Not a single Wanxiang Zhenren died?" Wan Nianfeng was a little confused. On the side where there were two Wanxiang Zhenren, all the Purple Mansion cultivators were killed, but they didn't take the opportunity to get rid of any Wanxiang Zhenren.

"Not yet. It looks like it will only take a moment. Among the five cultivators in the group, there is a cultivator who practices the Divine and Demonic Body Refining School. Let's put away our magic weapons first and use the escape technique to slowly approach. Don't get discovered." Ji Xiaoshan said carefully.

"Yes. These are all in our pockets. If any one of them runs away, it will be a huge loss." Wan Nianfeng nodded and smiled.

……

On the battlefield, three cultivators in the Purple Mansion realm were the first to die.

"Although these Purple Mansion monks are cannon fodders that I casually accepted, they are not fish on the chopping board by you guys. You cannot kill them at will. Die!" There was a fierce light flashing in the eyes of Blood Knife Immortal, and his speed suddenly increased a lot.

"Mystical power - the law of heaven and earth!"

True Man Blood Knife roared in a low voice, and his whole body was instantly filled with golden light, transforming into a giant fifteen meters tall, like a god or demon, his figure flashing like lightning, and the long knife in his hand, like a rolling river of blood, swept madly over True Man Wanxiang who was controlling the nine flying swords!

boom!
The blood-red long sword fell, and with one stroke, it cut the second one of the Three Heroes of the Vast Sea, who was in a stalemate with the immortal cultivator, into two pieces!
"Second brother!" The old man with the hooked nose cried out in sorrow, his eyes were bloodshot, and the two forks in his hands stabbed towards the Blood Knife Immortal with murderous intent.

The three heroes of the vast sea grew up together from weakness, practiced together to become the Wanxiang Zhenren, and formed a deep friendship over hundreds of years. Now they are separated forever, how can they not be angry.

"Haha, old man! Why are you in such a hurry? I will send you two brothers to reunite with your second brother." The voice of Blood Knife Immortal, who was over five meters tall, was like thunder, rumbling.

The blood knife in his hand grew larger along with his body. The blade was filled with murderous blood like a turbulent river of blood, and it directly collided with the steel fork.

boom!
There was a deafening roar, and lights flashed as the air waves surged.

The hook-nosed old man's magic weapon flew backwards. Blood Knife Immortal took two steps back to release the force, then strode forward.

"Old fellow, nothing more than that!" True Man Blood Knife laughed, and then in an instant he appeared in front of the old man with the hooked nose. He swung the long knife in his hands with both hands and chopped straight at the old man's neck.

The old man with the hooked nose gnashed his teeth and said angrily, "This is the way to death! Third brother!"

His body shape was strange, and he tried hard to avoid the bloody long knife. The two steel forks that were controlled again became even stranger.

"puff!"

The gray-clothed man was like a ghost, and the three-pronged steel fork in his hand pierced directly into the back of Blood Knife Master's head.

If the gods and demons of all things are not restrained by binding magic weapons, they can only destroy their heads. The moment the head is broken, the divine power in the body will be temporarily out of control and strangled to death completely.

"Hmph! I've been prepared for this move of yours!" True Man Blood Knife grunted. The body of a god or devil at the Wanxiang level was so powerful that even if he had not cultivated physical magical powers like the Eight-Nine Profound Art, he was still countless times stronger than True Man Wanxiang who practiced Qigong.

The long river of blood kept rushing and continued to slash at the old man with the hooked nose.

The Blood Knife Immortal, whose head was destroyed, used his all-encompassing divine power to quickly repair his damaged body. With his other hand, he directly picked up the three-pronged steel fork in the gray-clothed man's hand.

"Junior Brother Hou, what are you still looking at?" Blood Knife Immortal shouted sternly with blood surging all over his body.

Then he saw his junior brother Wanxiang Zhenren just woke up as if from a dream, and in an instant he controlled countless magic flying knives and killed the old man with the hooked nose.

"Die!" The Blood Knife Immortal pulled himself out, and the five-meter-tall body of the god and devil stomped his feet hard in an instant, turned around and rushed directly towards the man in gray.

Boom!
The gray-clothed man's magic weapon was instantly pinched, and he had no time to avoid it. The fragile body of the Qi-flow cultivator was directly hit by the Fa Tian Xiang Di.

In an instant, half of the gray-clothed man’s body turned into a meat paste and he died tragically.

……

Three hundred miles.

Two hundred miles.

Ji Xiaoshan and Wan Nianfeng were getting closer and closer, their consciousness covering the battlefield. "Brother Minghong, make your move!" Ji Xiaoshan directly transmitted his voice, "I'll go and take down the junior brother of Blood Knife Master, and after you take down Qushui Master, we'll kill Blood Knife Master right away!"

"Okay." Wan Nianfeng drew out the long sword in his hand and responded lightly.

Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Two streams of light instantly shot out from two hundred miles away.

"Die!" Ji Xiaoshan said softly.

Under the control of spiritual consciousness and elemental power, a flying sword crossed the sky in an instant, with strands of sword intent attached to it.

The sword light was extremely fast, and wherever it passed, there was no sound.

"Not good!" The moment the flying sword descended, Master Wanxiang felt an endless threat.

Countless flying knives madly poured out from the purple mansion space, heading towards the flying sword.

call!
The flying sword was too fast, and it easily avoided countless flying knives and magic weapons in a flash, and directly passed by the neck of Wanxiang Zhenren...

Pfft!

The fragile body of Wanxiang Zhenren was directly cut through by the earth-grade top-grade flying sword. His head with wide-open eyes and an extremely unwilling look left on its face as he fell down.

The flying sword flashed and directly killed the giant god and demon who was operating the law of heaven and earth downwards.

"Junior brother!" Upon seeing this, Blood Knife Immortal's pores suddenly contracted and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped from his forehead.

Not far away, a red-haired young man suddenly appeared like a breeze, and with a blade, the old man with the hooked nose was beheaded in an instant.

The red-haired young man held up a long sword and took a step forward in the air. Like a breeze, the blade instantly touched the neck of the Blood Sword Master. The long sword also gently slashed across...

"Your Fufeng sword technique is becoming more mysterious and unpredictable." Ji Xiaoshan's mind moved, and a flying sword instantly turned into a giant dragon with horns in the air, and the amazing sword intent turned into flesh and blood claws. As the sword intent passed, the sword light whistled, and the sword dragon turned into a residual shadow...

"boom!"

The severed head instantly turned into a handful of ashes and scattered in the wind.

"It's you?"

The divine power of Blood Knife Immortal's headless divine and demonic body began to operate rapidly, and in an instant, a new head grew out of his chest.

"Oh! I didn't expect that you, the famous Blood Knife Immortal, would still remember a mere Purple Mansion cultivator?" Ji Xiaoshan had a hint of surprise on his face, and with a thought, thirty-six earth-grade top-grade flying swords were summoned from the Purple Mansion space in an instant, and they slashed towards the Blood Knife Immortal with amazing sword intent.

There is no point in talking too much when it comes to a feud between life and death. It is better to simply grind the enemy's body to ashes than to say thousands of words before the outcome is determined.

"Sword kill - Lingxiao!" Ji Xiaoshan whispered in his heart.

Thirty-six flying swords ranked at the top level of the Earth Rank directly transformed into a huge immortal sword carrying tremendous sword intent.

After five years of accumulation, Ji Xiaoshan's "Lingxiao Sword Classic" has made great progress. In addition, his soul has been promoted to the level of spiritual consciousness. He can control thirty-six of the best earth-grade magic weapons at once and turn them into swordsmanship.

"This swordsmanship..." Blood Blade Immortal was horrified and was about to flee, but the long sword in the hand of the red-haired young man behind him followed him like a shadow, blocking all his escape routes.

"You can't kill me! I am willing to swear an oath to heaven and offer all my treasures!" The Blood Knife Immortal pleaded immediately.

"All the treasures? Even if we kill you, they will all be ours!" Ji Xiaoshan said no more, and the huge immortal sword slashed directly towards the Blood Knife Immortal.

"No... my master is an immortal!"

"Immortal? Even the immortal's disciples will be killed!" Ji Xiaoshan looked at him coldly, with a terrible murderous intent in his eyes. As the immortal sword passed by, it easily cut open the body of the god and demon that could control everything.

"kill!"

The Blood Knife Immortal, who was trying his best to resist with his divine power, was cut into two. In the instant, endless sword energy slashed out thousands and tens of thousands of swords, until every bit of the Blood Knife Immortal's divine power was annihilated into nothingness.

Blood Knife Master, die!

……

"Well. That useless Blood Knife was actually killed! Even if that useless person is useless, he is my direct disciple after becoming my disciple, and cannot be dealt with by outsiders!" In an ancient hall, a strange figure muttered, and then stood up...

(End of this chapter)