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

Dao Xuan Zhenren looked down at his two fingers, from which a trickle of blood flowed, and he looked surprised.

Looking at the blood flowing from his fingers, Dao Xuan Zhenren looked at Lu Xueqi with appreciation and said:

"I never imagined that you would have reached this level in such a short time."

"As expected of a genius second only to Zhang Xiaofan, his talent is much stronger than mine back then."

Suddenly, Dao Xuan Zhenren's expression changed, and he said in a deep voice:
"However, you will die today too!"

Lu Xueqi pointed the Tianya Divine Sword at Dao Xuan Zhenren, and seeing his drastic change in temperament, she glanced at Tian Buyi with a puzzled look.

Tian Buyi rubbed his neck and said:
"Our sect leader has fallen into demonic possession. He has lost all his former emotions and is now only killing."

"So, he won't care that you're a Qingyun disciple now; he'll only kill you. When the fight starts, don't hold back; kill if you can."

As Tian Buyi spoke, he waved his hand, and the Crimson Flame Immortal Sword, which had fallen to the ground, flew towards Tian Buyi.

Lu Xueqi looked at Dao Xuan Zhenren, whose Taoist robes were tattered, surrounded by yin energy, and whose face was cold and terrifying.

She could hardly imagine that the Dao Xuan Zhenren, who was once the number one righteous person who was devoted to the Qingyun Sect, loved the Qingyun disciples dearly, and cared deeply for the people of the world...

Now, however, they have become like this, even more demonic than the demonic cultists.

What a pity!
This was completely unacceptable to her. Not only her, but probably the entire Qingyun Sect would find it unacceptable that the righteous and upright Qingyun Sect Leader had become like this...

After all, in the hearts of the Qingyun disciples, Dao Xuan Zhenren possessed unparalleled prestige and was a true pillar of the sect.

Eleven years ago, the righteous and demonic forces invaded, and the Qingyun Sect was in grave danger. It was Dao Xuan Zhenren who, wielding the Zhuxian Sword, repelled the demonic sect.

Several months ago, the Beast God attacked the mountain. The Valley Master of Fenxiang Valley, one of the three major righteous sects, was powerless to fight back against the Beast God.

The abbot of Tianyin Temple, the divine monk Puhong, defeated the beast god before it even got serious.

In the end, it was Dao Xuan Zhenren who, wielding the Zhuxian Sword, severely wounded and defeated the Beast God.

Therefore, within the Qingyun Sect, and even throughout the entire world, Dao Xuan Zhenren is the number one person.

Among all the people under heaven, he is truly the foremost among the immortals.

Suddenly, Dao Xuan Zhenren moved.

With a sway of his body, he transformed into a blur and instantly appeared in front of Lu Xueqi. He didn't use any magic techniques; he simply struck down with a palm.

However, those two fleshy palms were surrounded by mysterious, ghostly energy that was terrifying.

Seeing this, Lu Xueqi did not choose to meet the attack with her own palm, because she could see that the yin energy on the other party's palm was very strange.

So he wielded the Heavenly Sword and slashed at Dao Xuan Zhenren's right palm.

"Qiang!"

Even the top-tier Heavenly Divine Weapon, the Tianya Divine Sword, was blocked by the Xuan Yin Ghost Qi surrounding Dao Xuan Zhenren's right palm when it struck him.

Suddenly, a dragon's roar resounded.

A sword aura shot down from the sky, like a divine dragon soaring through the air, arriving in an instant and striking Dao Xuan Zhenren's back.

Just as the sword energy was about to pierce through Dao Xuan Zhenren's body, Dao Xuan Zhenren made a slash with his left hand, and a Yin-Yang Taiji diagram appeared behind him.

"boom!"

The sword energy struck the Yin-Yang Taiji diagram, producing a booming sound.

The Yin-Yang Taiji diagram was instantly shaken and pushed back several meters, which also caused Dao Xuan Zhenren's body to be pushed back several meters.

"drink!"

Dao Xuan Zhenren roared, and the Yin Yang Taiji Diagram shone brightly with azure light, annihilating the sword energy that had already consumed most of its power.

Lu Xueqi slashed out with her sword, retreated, and looked up at the sky.

There, a figure descended rapidly from the sky and stood behind Dao Xuan Zhenren.

Dressed in white as snow, with a straight posture and a handsome and resolute face, he was like a celestial sword, sharp and mysterious!

Wan Jianyi, the number one swordsman renowned in both the righteous and demonic paths three hundred years ago! At this moment, Dao Xuan Zhenren stands in the middle, with Tian Buyi, Lu Xueqi, and Wan Jianyi forming a triangle around him.

Dao Xuan Zhenren slowly turned around, his deep, sinister eyes fixed on Wan Jianyi, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Junior brother, I didn't expect you to be here too?"

"Ok!"

Wan Jianyi put his hands behind his back, looked at Dao Xuan Zhenren in front of him, and gave a faint "hmm".

"Heh heh!" Dao Xuan Zhenren chuckled coldly twice, then suddenly said:
"Could it be that you've come to kill me too? Just like you killed my master three hundred years ago?"

“Master…” Wan Jianyi murmured, his expression somewhat dejected, but he quickly regained his composure and said:
"Senior brother, come back to the Ancestral Hall with me. When Zhang Xiaofan arrives, he will surely find a way to expel the malevolent energy from your body. At that time, you will still be the Qingyun Sect Leader, a revered immortal, and the number one person of the righteous path!"

"Haha...haha..." Dao Xuan Zhenren suddenly burst into laughter, his gaze icy as he stared at Wan Jianyi, and said in a deep voice:

"What number one righteous person, what head of Qingyun Sect, who cares?"

Upon hearing this, Wan Jian knew that Dao Xuan Zhenren's demonic possession was even deeper than before.

He couldn't persuade him at the ancestral hall last time, and he can't persuade him now either.

Right now, the only option is for the three of them to combine their strength to defeat and subdue Dao Xuan. Once Zhang Xiaofan arrives at Qingyun Sect, they can then see if there's any other way.

Speaking of Zhang Xiaofan, Wan Jianyi looked around with a glimmer of hope.

But there wasn't a soul in sight. That makes sense, Zhang Xiaofan is currently at the Ghost King Sect; how could he suddenly appear here?

How could that kid possibly appear here by such a coincidence?

If only that kid were here, with his Taiqing realm, combined with the combined cultivation of Buddhism, Taoism, and Demonism, all sorts of miraculous Taoist techniques, and the Blood Soul Sword in his hand.

With Zhang Xiaofan as the main attacker and the three of them providing support, they will surely be able to defeat and control Dao Xuan.

However, now that the three of them are besieging Dao Xuan, even Wan Jianyi has no confidence.

It's not that he's not strong enough; on the contrary, whether it's him, Tian Buyi, or Lu Xueqi, they are all strong enough.

In the world today, the three of them are already the world's top cultivators.

However, Dao Xuan Zhenren was Taiqing.

The supreme realm of Taiqing has only produced three individuals in the Qingyun Sect over the past two thousand years.

This shows just how powerful the Taiqing realm is. Not to mention, Dao Xuan Zhenren has reached the late Taiqing stage and wields the world-renowned Zhuxian Ancient Sword.

Although the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation is not currently available, the Immortal Slaughtering Ancient Sword itself is already terrifyingly powerful.

In the entire world, no magical treasure dares to challenge the Immortal Slayer Sword for the title of number one.

Dao Xuan Zhenren sized up Wan Jianyi, Tian Buyi, and Lu Xueqi, and sneered twice:

"Heh... Since you're all going to gang up on me, then I'll have to get serious!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Dao Xuan Zhenren raised his right hand high into the sky and shouted:
"Sword... come!"

"boom!"

Suddenly, the dilapidated temple in the distance exploded with a roar, and a sword shadow flew out.

It moved so fast that it reached Dao Xuan Zhenren's hands in an instant!
"Boom... Boom..."

The moment Dao Xuan Zhenren grasped the Zhuxian Sword, dark clouds suddenly filled the sky, and thunder roared.

Immediately afterwards, a torrential downpour began.

Large raindrops pelted Dao Xuan Zhenren's face, and a bolt of lightning struck beside him, illuminating his face!

The three saw that Dao Xuan Zhenren's face was now contorted with rage, his eyes were bloodshot, and the Zhuxian Sword in his hand was neither stone nor jade.

A crack appeared on the sword, the crack created by the Beast God's palms.

(End of this chapter)