Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

Chapter 392 Vermilion Bird: Wan Jianyi, you're still alive!
The black hand, like a ghostly claw, was eerily menacing and swiftly reached for Wan Jianyi's back!

In the nick of time, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, Wan Jianyi dodged the ghost claw to the side, and with two fingers forming a sword, he slashed a sword aura at the ghost claw.

Just then, a Vermilion Bird Seal, carrying immense force, crashed down from above towards Wan Jianyi!

Wan Jianyi unleashed another sword aura that shot straight at the Vermilion Bird Seal, sending it flying.

The Vermilion Bird Seal immediately flew towards the sky, heading towards a woman dressed in black gauze and wearing a light veil on her head.

The Vermilion Bird Seal floated in the woman's fair palm, emitting a red glow.

With a swift movement, Youji Aluo landed beside the Azure Dragon, supporting him and saying with concern:

"Brother, you're so badly injured?"

Azure Dragon looked pained and said:
"I have used a secret technique, and I can no longer make a move."

Upon hearing this, Youji frowned and said coldly:
"Brother, I will avenge you!"

As he spoke, he walked towards Wan Jianyi.

However, Qinglong grabbed Youji's hand and said:
“You are no match for him, not even if you join forces with Mr. Ghost. Let’s wait for White Tiger and Black Tortoise to arrive.”

Upon hearing this, Youji stopped and carefully examined the white-robed man in front of her. She felt he looked very familiar and said:
"Brother, don't you think this man in white looks like someone?"

Qinglong knew that Youji had arrived a little late and hadn't witnessed Wan Jianyi's display of his demon-slaying prowess, so he said:
"He is Wan Jianyi!"

"What?" Upon hearing this familiar name, You Ji's curvaceous body trembled violently, her face filled with disbelief:

“But Wan Jianyi died three hundred years ago, and he lost an arm, while the person in front of us has both arms intact.”

Azure Dragon shook his head and said:
“I don’t know why Wan Jianyi is still alive, but he just used the Demon Slayer technique, and based on his swordsmanship, he is undoubtedly Wan Jianyi who has been dead for three hundred years.”

"boom!"

Youji felt a sudden jolt in her brain, and the image of the handsome man in white robes, as white as snow, appeared in her mind.

You Ji stared blankly at Wan Jianyi with her phoenix eyes, and said in a hesitant tone:

"You...you really are Wan Jianyi?"

Wan Jianyi did not answer, but simply observed You Ji in silence.

If you were to ask him who he loved most in his life, it would undoubtedly be his junior sister Su Ru, who is also Tian Buyi's wife.

However, during his journey through the wilderness, he developed some connection with You Ji and also developed some feelings for her.

However, it hasn't reached the point where he loves Su Ru.

Seeing that Wan Jianyi remained silent, Youji already understood.

After all, silence is the best answer.

Silence is an admission that he is Wan Jianyi!

Even after learning that the person in front of her was Wan Jianyi, You Ji was only startled and lingered for a moment.

Because her heart had already been filled with another figure!

That handsome yet sinister face, blood-red demonic markings, a head of blood-red hair, and a tall, imposing figure.

Therefore, aside from a brief moment of distraction, You Ji's phoenix eyes turned icy cold as she thought of her elder brother's serious injuries, and she said coldly:

“You injured my elder brother. Three hundred years ago I cut off your arm. Today, I will cut off your arm again.”

When Wan Jian saw that You Ji's gaze was completely different from that of three hundred years ago, he knew that she already had someone else in her heart.

It's just unknown who could make Youji kick him out of her heart and thus occupy her heart.

He was once an exceptionally handsome and renowned swordsman.

Could this person actually be more outstanding than him?

Is there such an outstanding person in the Demonic Cult?

Wan Jianyi stood in the middle of the mountain, with You Ji and the injured Qinglong in front of him, and a guy wearing a ghost mask behind him.

Wan Jianyi looked at the people behind him and said:

"Old friend, it's been three hundred years. I never imagined our reunion would be a life-or-death battle." Mr. Ghost looked at Wan Jianyi and said:

"I'm glad you're still alive."

"However, we are here on the orders of our sect leader to destroy the Immortal Execution Sword."

"I don't want to kill you either, just get out of my way!"

Wan Jian shook his two fingers and said:

"It's impossible for you to back down. I don't want to kill you either. If you leave, I won't stop you."

Just then, two figures swiftly swept in from the side path; they were none other than Baihu and Xuanwu, two of the four great envoys of the Ghost King Sect.

As soon as the two arrived, they joined forces with Youji and Mr. Gui to surround Wan Jianyi, keeping a close eye on him.

Wan Jianyi glanced at the four people and felt a bit of pressure.

After all, each of these four people is a master of the Shangqing realm who has been famous for hundreds of years.

The four of them combined are extremely powerful!
However, Wan Jianyi felt no fear whatsoever; instead, his eyes shone with boundless fighting spirit as he said:

"Unexpectedly, in order to destroy the Immortal Execution Sword, the Ghost King actually sent all four of you Holy Envoys together, and the Ghost Dao expert, Mr. Ghost, accompanied you as well."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Ghost said:
"Since you know how powerful we are, I'll ask you one more time: are you going to retreat or not?"

Mr. Gui didn't want to fight Wan Jianyi, not because of any old friendship, but because he knew that Wan Jianyi gave him a very dangerous feeling.

It seems that its strength has reached a new level in the past three hundred years.

Although the four of them working together could capture Wan Jianyi, they would likely lose two of their own.

These two could be Xuanwu and Baihu, or they could be him and Youji, or they could be...

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Wan Jianyi suddenly burst into laughter and said:

"If you want war, then let's fight. What's with all the talk?"

"Or are you scared?"

Mr. Ghost's eyes turned cold, and his chilling voice rang out:
"You think I'm afraid of you? That's a joke."

"Draw your sword, or you will die a horrible death facing the four of us attacking you!"

Wan Jianyi shook his head, and a terrifying sword intent emanated from his body, soaring into the sky. He said:
"There's no need to draw your sword to deal with cowards like you!"

"Moreover, I myself am the best sword!"

Although Wan Jianyi said this, he was thinking to himself:

I gave my Dragon Slayer Sword to that brat Lin Jingyu, otherwise I would have drawn it long ago!

For him, ordinary swords and magic weapons are not as effective as swordsmanship with two fingers.

At his current level of strength, only the Dragon-Slaying Sword or the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon can greatly enhance his combat power.

However, the Dragon-Slaying Sword was given to Lin Jingyu, while the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon, Mo Xue, was given to Su Ru.

"Humph!"

Mr. Ghost snorted coldly and said in a deep voice:
"Wan Jianyi, three hundred years have passed, and you're still as pretentious and arrogant as ever!"

"This day next year will be your death day. Out of consideration for our past friendship, I will burn paper money for you."

At this point, Mr. Ghost glanced at You Ji, Baihu, and Xuanwu, and said:
"Do it!"

"Wait!"

Just then, a cold, sharp voice rang out from the alley!

The five men looked over and saw a tall figure slowly walking towards them, with a stern face and an imposing presence!
Upon seeing this, Mr. Ghost's face lit up with joy, and he said:
"Cangsong, you've come at the right time."

"With you joining us, Wan Jianyi is doomed!"

(End of this chapter)