Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 184 Yuanshitian Demon Strategy, Blood Nerve
Any Jindan Grandmaster is a cultivator who has practiced for at least a hundred years. Apart from other things, he must have the skills of calmness and tranquility. This ensures that everyone can exert his most basic strength.

Most of the time, he is not like ordinary people who would just sit there and wait for death once his mind is disturbed.

But today, the pressure in Deng Mingchang's heart was indeed increasing. The blood-red sword light that was moving back and forth gave all the cultivators present a sense of "death" pressure.

This man's swordsmanship is incredibly high. In his hands, the Jade Dragon Sword Technique of the Ten Thousand Beasts Incarnation Palace exerts a power that surpasses the power of this sword technique.

The Palace of Ten Thousand Beasts Incarnation is ranked among the twelve orthodox sects in the world, but the Jade Dragon Sword Technique passed down by its sect can be called first-rate, but not top-notch. However, the killing power displayed today is far beyond what everyone has known in the past.

"I never thought that I would have to fight here."

Deng Mingchang knew that he could not hope for anyone to rescue him at this moment, and could only save himself. He took out a special magical weapon that looked like a scimitar, bit his tongue, and spurted a mouthful of blood onto it.

When the scimitar saw blood, it immediately emitted an eerie red light. At the same time, an identical reverse blade extended from the handle of the scimitar, and then flew around the body.

This is a defensive magic weapon that uses offense as defense. Although it is only a lower-grade fifth-level weapon, it will have the power of a mid-grade fifth-level weapon after absorbing the essence and blood.

Deng Mingchang knew that it was evil, but he loved its power. He usually only used it when his life was at stake, and used the blood from the tip of his tongue instead of his essence and blood.

Most cultivators only have three drops of their lifeblood. A cultivator who has made great progress in body refining may have more of it. Normally, it is extremely difficult to make up for the loss of one drop. Although using the blood from the tip of the tongue also damages the vitality, it is relatively much easier to replenish.

Deng Mingchang saw that Lu Cheng's Five Elements Flying Sword was formed by five flying swords being forcibly combined into one with tremendous magic power.

Therefore, he used defense as offense, hoping to break his flying sword, or at least stop the opponent's intention to kill him, even if the opponent changed his target.

Seeing that the Deng family cultivator was surrounded by layers of blood-red scimitar shadows, Lu Cheng frowned slightly.

The Five Elements Flying Sword he condensed with five fourth-grade upper-grade flying swords was at most a fifth-grade lower-grade flying sword, and its quality and sharpness were insufficient. If it was hit by the opponent's sword light, the flying sword would definitely disintegrate.

Moreover, a magical weapon of this power cannot be forcibly swept away by the Golden Branch of Falling Treasures, otherwise there is a higher possibility that the golden branch will be cut off.

"Even if the golden branch is destroyed, I can stop his sword for a moment. I have the confidence to use the sharp edge to break the dull edge, cut off his protective magic weapon, and kill his body."

When Lu Cheng hesitated for a moment, several lightning bolts also came towards him. The cultivator from Deng family practiced the evil thunder method. It was not as mighty and powerful as the righteous heavenly thunder, but it was dark purple in color like a thunder whip, which was easier to control and had considerable power.

It was just that Lu Chengren and the sword were one, and his body was carried by the five-colored sword light and wandered in the sky. He always narrowly avoided the lightning. Even though Deng Mingchang changed his skills several times, he was unable to involve him at all.

Lu Cheng's swordsmanship was so high and his experience in sword fighting was so rich that he could guess what Deng Mingchang was going to do when he raised his hand. In addition, his swordsmanship was so clear that he managed to close the gap between the two sides' spiritual consciousness.

"Damn it, do you really think we are here to eat for free?!"

"rise!"

The fifth brother Niu Meng's tongue burst into spring thunder, and under the circulation of his magic power, his body suddenly changed and rose several feet to become a giant. Huge horns grew on his forehead, and thick bear skin appeared on his skin. His body was solid and powerful.

"Moo!"

Niu Meng lowered his head, and heavy iron armor appeared on his body, and then his whole body slammed into the bloody sword light.

The method of body cultivation is to use force to defeat cleverness.

The defensive magic weapon, which was close to the middle grade of fifth rank, couldn't even block it.

Of course, this was also because Deng Mingchang was threatened by Lu Cheng's bloody sword light, which distracted most of his attention. Otherwise, with the speed at which a Grandmaster's mind worked, how could he allow his opponent to cast spells calmly and allow a physical cultivator to get so close to him.

The defensive armor on Fifth Brother Niu Meng's body was a fourth-grade top-grade magical weapon. At this moment, it was shattered by the sword light, and iron leaves mixed with flesh and blood flew up.

Although the method of physical cultivation is extremely powerful, it cannot last long under the suppression of the huge gap in realm.

"Moo!"

However, Niu Meng growled again, shook his head, and a yellow light spurted out from his mouth and nose. This yellow light was like a rope, very flexible and changeable. This was Niu Meng's real life magic weapon: the Immortal Binding Rope.

When Niu Meng had just become the disciple of Huang Longzi, who didn't know his master at that time, he refined this immortal rope and said, "I wish to be the green ox under my master's seat." This made Huang Longzi and his wife laugh heartily.

I have indeed never seen anyone act like a cow and prepare the rope by himself.

But jokes aside, Fifth Brother Niu Meng is a rough man on the outside but a delicate one on the inside. His natal magic weapon is extremely mysterious. Once it really entangles the body, even a Jindan Grandmaster will find it difficult to break free.

"Ugh."

Upon seeing the yellow light, Deng Mingchang sighed softly, took a step into the air, and suddenly flew up, avoiding the immortal rope, but he also escaped from the range of the bloody sword light.

"Let's see whether you, the savage bull, will be chopped to pieces first, or I will die under this young friend's sword first."

At this moment, most of Deng Mingchang's mind was still on Lu Cheng. He had no choice but to do so. The bloody smell from Lu Cheng's body swept over him like a sudden storm.

The thick and bloody pressure went straight to the deepest part of people's hearts! The more advanced the cultivators were, the less likely they would ignore it.

But at this moment, a purple light suddenly shot out from behind Niu Meng and stung Deng Mingchang's right elbow.

Fast, accurate, ruthless and vicious, the person who attacked was none other than Nangong Jing. Blood lines appeared on Nangong Jing's face, which was originally handsome and gentle like a graceful scholar, and a purple scorpion tail appeared behind him, waving and swinging.

Nangong Jing has fused the blood of an ancient vicious insect and beast, the purple poisonous scorpion, which can escape as fast as the wind and contains a horrible poison. Nangong Jing's natal magic weapon is a poison-detoxifying bead to prevent himself from being poisoned to death.

At this moment, Deng Mingchang was poisoned. Although he cut off his arm immediately, his face still turned purple and black as the poison invaded his body.

None of the true disciples of Master Huang Longzi were incompetent. Nangong Jing, Niu Meng and Zhongli Ling joined forces to stop Deng Mingchang.

If it was a normal fight, most of the three would be defeated. However, the appearance of Lu Cheng's sword escape gave the three of them a great opportunity to attack. They immediately seized it and killed one of them.

Although Deng Mingchang was not dead yet, seeing the three brothers attacking him, Lu Cheng immediately flew towards the direction of his third brother Ou Bai. At this time, it would be too ignorant to fight for heads and gains. Lu Cheng himself had experienced the battles of the Thousand Corpses Sect and Burning Wood Mountain. He was a well-known rich man in Guizang Mountain and was famous for being fat.

If they continue to compete with their senior brothers for their windfall, Nangong Jing, Niu Meng and Zhongli Ling, who are far less well-off than their junior brothers, may really turn against them.

"Golden Silkworm Gu with Hundred Poisons, cultivating blood nerves, Elder Xue, you are right, this man's evil nature is deep in his bones, I really can't get involved with him too much."

Ou Bai is very skilled. He uses the Huitian Bing Jue to activate the Tianhe Sword Jue. The sword moves with powerful and extraordinary force, and is extremely strong, like a surging river flowing through the sky.

The bloodline he cultivated and integrated was that of a different species of Snow God Vulture. At this moment, a pair of white wings grew on his back, and he flew at an extremely fast speed with a strange light in his eyes.

From time to time, he used the Snow God Claw, which perfectly integrated his martial arts, swordsmanship, and magic. He fought against the grandmaster of the Tianji Palace for hundreds of moves, but was only slightly at a disadvantage.

"My fellow Taoists, the Tianji Palace does not wish to get involved in the dispute between the Northern Sect of the Divine Sect and the East Island. We will leave for now and discuss this with you again tomorrow."

The words were spoken beautifully, but a white rainbow quickly fled southward. It was not known whether it was due to the exquisite escape technique or some secret technique, but Lu Cheng could not catch up with it for a while.

"The cultivators in Tianji Palace are really interesting."

With a sigh, Lu Cheng's sword finally slashed towards the Deng family cultivator who was fighting with Wu Lingjun.

Upon seeing this, the Deng family master roared in anger and wielded both swords to capture Lu Cheng.

Currently, there are two remaining cultivators from the Deng family, Deng Mingyang and Deng Songqing, both of whom are cultivators with great magical powers. Deng Mingyang was stopped by Lu Cheng's Golden Silkworm Gu and Gu Qinghong, and is in the middle stage of Jindan. The Deng Songqing in front of him is a generation older than Deng Mingyang, and his magical powers have been cultivated to the late stage of Jindan.

The fourth-grade Han Jing Yue Xing Dan was also extremely good. If it wasn't for the moonlit night when Han Jing Yue Xing Dan was suitable for casting magic power, Wu Lingjun would never have been able to hold off Deng Songqing for so long.

In fact, if Deng Songqing had not made a misjudgment and thought he could capture Wu Lingjun quickly, Wu Lingjun would not have been able to hold him back, and the other two masters of the Deng family would not have died in battle.

Wu Lingjun's character and magical power far exceeded his expectations, resulting in the death of two Deng family masters. Deng Songqing was furious and controlled the sword lights of his two swords, attacking Wu Lingjun and Lu Cheng like thunder and lightning and surging sea tides.

"These two young men from the Northern Sect of the Divine Clan have incredibly high mental and magical powers. I'm afraid they will both be the material for top-grade elixirs in the future. They have become enemies today. In order to save East Island from future disasters, we must kill them today!"

However, Deng Songqing's idea soon changed, because if he did not fight with Lu Cheng, he would not be able to truly feel and understand the terrifying power of his swordsmanship.

Super-level Taoist method, the Great Five Elements Earth Extreme True Fire. Super-level Taoist method, the innate Qi Great Capture.

Coupled with his mysterious swordsmanship, Deng Songqing soon discovered that this man was not a future threat, but had become the calamity that threatened the Deng family.

The five elements sword intent, performing the magic with sword.

The reason why he didn't use the Five Elements Hand Seal before was because this set of spells was too powerful and required practice to build up momentum, so Lu Cheng was unable to use it at will. But at this moment, he had no scruples.

In the sky above the vast ocean, one could see huge translucent handprints in five colors appearing from time to time. They would shoot down and grab things, and use hand gestures to stimulate the circulation of the five elements of energy between heaven and earth, which was extremely powerful.

Lu Cheng used the Five Elements Sword Intentions and the Five Elements Big Handprint to attack head-on, while the second senior sister Wu Lingjun stood by his side to recover her mind and magic power at the same time.

"Junior Brother Lu, are you really planning to beat this man to death? He killed three Grandmasters from Dongdao in one day. I'm afraid Master Dongyuan will take action."

During the fierce fight between the two sides, Wu Lingjun had no choice but to convey her thoughts to Lu Cheng.

Wu Lingjun also knew that it was unwise to loosen her junior brother's murderous will at this time, but from her point of view, there was no other way. If Master Deng, one of the Two Saints of East Island, took action, the facts would be irreversible.

"Sister, if you believe me, then join me in killing this beast."

There was a dark red light in Lu Cheng's eyes, and the thought of murderous intent made a huge difference in the world.

Although Lu Cheng also knew that at this moment he had over-stimulated his innate blood and fire, a bloody murderous intent rushed straight to his head, and his spiritual platform seemed to be washed by waves of blood-red waves. All his six senses felt was blood and killing, as if he was about to sink into it.

After all, the innate blood and fire technique comes from the blood nerves.

However, there is always a line of clarity like an ice line in Lu Cheng's spiritual platform:
Wu Lingjun didn't know about the Tianfo Secret Realm, but I knew about it.

During these days, Lu Cheng has repeatedly deduced in his mind that there is a great possibility that Master Deng of Dongdao will not take action, because he absolutely does not want to attract Master Huang Longzi and his wife, and even less does he want to attract the attention of all the masters in the world.

To put it bluntly, compared with the Tianfo Secret Realm, the several master monks of the Deng family cannot compare with the latter, either for individuals or for the family.

As for himself, by carrying out this battle, he could restore the prestige of his master and greatly deter the villains. If his guess was correct, it would not be long before his master would pass the fourth 49th calamity.

After all the calculations, Lu Cheng still felt that this deal was worth making.

The Northern Branch of the Shenzong clan has been introverted for hundreds of years. Except for the eldest senior brother Yuwen Zheng, the other sisters and brothers are not familiar with fighting. If they make a name for themselves today, they can save themselves a lot of trouble in the future.

"..."

Wu Lingjun did not respond to the ninth junior brother's message, but stepped forward and sacrificed his own natal magic weapon, the Hanlin Bixi, to illustrate his choice with practical actions.

The extremely cold wave froze the sea surface. Lu Cheng used his sword to guide the Nine Fire Dragons to fall. The nature of the Great Sun Divine Gang was too overbearing and fierce. At this time, Lu Cheng's body was burning with blood. If he did not mobilize his magic power in this way, even he himself would be swallowed up by the most powerful and overbearing sky fire in the world.

The true fire of the sun is unmatched in the world.

"what……"

Deng Songqing never thought that he would die here.

I wanted to hide in the deep sea, but I found that the bottom of the sea was frozen by a large piece of ice. Although it could be broken, it would take a moment.

But at this moment, Lu Cheng didn't give it to him.

Standing on the iceberg, Deng Songqing was enveloped and burned by the raging flames and died with a scream.

"Uncle Seventeen!"

Deng Mingyang, the only one who was still holding on under siege in the distance, heard the scream and was shocked, knowing that this was Uncle Seventeen's final warning to him.

He gritted his teeth and wanted to escape from here. If he waited for that sword madman to return and was besieged by them, he would probably die here today.

After returning to Dongji Island, no matter how severe the punishment from the ancestors is, at least I have the life to bear it.

However, although Deng Mingyang's magic power is not bad, escape is not his strong point. Over there, Lu Cheng killed Deng Songqing and once again used sword energy and thunder sound to chase Deng Mingyang.

Blood was surging around Lu Cheng. After a series of hard battles, his magic power and murderous intent not only did not subside, but became stronger and stronger, powerful and ferocious and unstoppable.

With Deng Mingyang's escape skills and the restraint of others, it was impossible for him to escape from Lu Cheng's sword energy and thunder sound.

But, it was at this time.

Boom boom boom.

On the isolated island in the vast ocean, which had originally had clear skies, the sky and the clouds suddenly changed color, and then, purple lightning fell.

It hit the rocks on the cliff, making an explosion.

The vital energy of heaven and earth surged abnormally, and swirling clouds appeared above everyone's heads, with purple thunder surging in the center. An old man with a simple and majestic appearance walked slowly out of it.

"The Twin Saints of Dongji Island, Master Deng!?"

Ou Bai groaned softly as if his throat was short of water.

Everyone present was also shocked by the horrific scene and the terrifying people.

Deng Dongyuan, the immortal who lived in the same era as Huang Longzi and had dominated the overseas immortal cultivation world for hundreds of years, his appearance meant that all those who were hostile to the Deng family would die.

"Ancestor!"

Deng Mingyang, whose life was already hanging by a thread, knelt down without caring about the other people present. He also firmly believed that no one could kill the Deng family in front of the Dongyuan ancestor.

However, Lu Cheng ignored it and slashed at Deng Mingyang with his sword.

At this moment, the old man high in the sky was really angry.

His body lunged forward, and surrounded by black and gray evil spirits, it transformed into several skulls with horns on their heads, which crossed the space and arrived in an instant.

Wu Lingjun and Ou Bai both reacted and tried to intercept him, but they were forced back one after another and could not stop him even for a moment.

Master Deng Dongyuan arrived at Deng Mingyang's side first and waved his sleeve to deflect the five-colored flying sword.

"Blood nerves!? So it's contemporary blood... No, why are your blood nerves trained so messed up?"

Taoist Master Deng Dongyuan had a fortuitous encounter in his early years and obtained a volume of Yuanshi Tianmo Ce. After comprehending it till now, he has already mastered the transformation of magic skills.

As soon as he appeared, everyone was shocked, and they could only use 30% or 40% of their ten levels of magic power. Even Lu Cheng, who looked intently at this moment, saw the person in front of him suddenly change into his appearance, and then turned into a blood shadow and pounced towards him.

"How much have you comprehended about the blood nerves? Let me take a look."

"At most, you are a wisp of his demonic energy that drives you thousands of miles away. Do you think I can take it back?" Lu Cheng suddenly swung out an iron ring at high altitude, absorbing and devouring it, trying to destroy the foundation of the old man's existence in the world.

Although Lu Cheng's response was correct, he underestimated the terrifying magic power of the old man in front of him. Even if it was just a wisp of demonic energy, Lu Cheng was unable to defeat him even though he used all his strength to control the sword.

This was the first time since Lu Cheng started practicing Taoism that he was completely at a disadvantage despite having more magic power than his opponent. Of course, a big part of the reason for this was that the opponent's spiritual power was much faster than his own, but being inferior is still being inferior.

Just at this moment, behind Lu Cheng, suddenly, an extremely sharp and domineering sword energy broke through the sky, tearing the sky and splitting the clouds.

The sword energy was so sharp and domineering that it actually cut off Deng Dongyuan's magic power.

(End of this chapter)