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

After the Ghost King pulverized the blade in his hand, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Lady Sanmiao, he coldly said:

"Sanmiao, you are still so cunning."

"However, in the face of absolute power, all tricks will be so pale."

Jin Ping'er looked at the Ghost King in despair; at this moment, she had no thought of escaping.

They couldn't escape, and they couldn't win a fight.

The Ghost King stared at the despairing Lady Sanmiao and said coldly:

"That's right, Sister Sanmiao, become part of my puppet army!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two beams of blood-red light shot out from the eyes of the Heavenly Fiend King, heading straight for Lady Three Wonders.

Lady Sanmiao looked at the blood-red mist that was now almost within her reach, her eyes filled with despair, and she thought to herself:

If she were given another chance, she would never strive for any grand ambitions again, but would instead find a place to quietly spend the rest of her life.

Unfortunately, no if.

Right now, she could only watch in despair as she was enveloped and swallowed by the bloody mist.

Suddenly, an antique mirror flew to Lady Sanmiao's front.

Suddenly, the ancient mirror emitted a bright red light, surrounded by raging flames, and an aura of extreme yang and strength swept over us.

"boom!"

Two streaks of blood-red light slammed into the ancient mirror, which then flamed with intense flames, steadily blocking the blood-red light.

"Mysterious Fire Mirror!"

Lady Sanmiao cried out as she looked at the ancient mirror that had suddenly appeared before her.

She knew that the Xuanhuo Mirror was the signature magic weapon of the Ghost Emperor Zhang Xiaofan.

During his ten years in the Ghost King Sect, the Ghost Emperor wielded the Demon Sword in one hand and the Mysterious Fire Mirror in the other, helping the Ghost King destroy several minor demonic sects and strengthen the Ghost King Sect's power.

Lady Sanmiao looked up and saw a figure flying rapidly through the air.

Clad in a black robe, tall and exceptionally handsome, with a head of blood-red hair, he was none other than the Ghost Emperor Zhang Xiaofan!
"Zhang...Xiao...Fan!"

The Ghost King looked at Zhang Xiaofan, who had suddenly appeared, and saw that he was interfering with his good deed. At this moment, the Ghost King, who was affected by the power of Asura, had bloodshot eyes full of killing intent as he looked at Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan ignored the Ghost King and landed directly beside Madam Sanmiao.

Madam Sanmiao looked at Zhang Xiaofan, her expression momentarily dazed.

She vividly remembered that eleven years ago, Zhang Xiaofan was just a young man in the early Shangqing period, a junior with amazing talent, who was no match for her at all.

And now, just eleven years later, the other party has grown to this extent.

However, Lady Sanmiao knew just how powerful the Ghost King, who had obtained the power of Asura, was. Even if Zhang Xiaofan had reached the peak of Taiqing, he would definitely not be a match for the Ghost King.

After all, with the help of the Asura's power, the Ghost King not only broke through to the peak of Taiqing in his own cultivation, but also had the assistance of the Heavenly Fiend King and the Subduing Dragon Cauldron with the Four Spirits Blood Array.

Thinking of this, Madam Sanmiao quickly said:

"Zhang Xiaofan, my beloved disciple Jin Ping'er loves you. If you die here, she will be heartbroken. Go quickly and don't worry about me."

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and said:
"I came to save you because of Jin Ping'er. If I don't save you, how can I explain it to Jin Ping'er?"

Lady Sanmiao shook her head and said:

"Whether you can save me or not, Ping'er won't blame you. So, go quickly."

"None of you will escape!" The Ghost King's furious voice rang out, and the next moment, the Heavenly Fiend King's enormous palm smashed towards the Profound Fire Mirror. Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan shouted sharply:

"Lady Sanmiao, if you don't escape now, when will you?"

Madam Sanmiao knew this was not the time to hesitate, and besides, if she didn't escape quickly, she would only hold Zhang Xiaofan back.

So, he leaped up and fled quickly in the direction Zhang Xiaofan had come from.

"boom!"

The enormous palm of the Heavenly Fiend King slammed down on the Mysterious Fire Mirror like Mount Tai.

With a deafening boom, the flames on the Xuanhuo Mirror instantly extinguished, and the Xuanhuo Mirror was slammed into the ground by the enormous hand of the Heavenly Fiend King. "Hiss!"

Upon seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan gasped, thinking to himself that he truly lived up to his reputation as the Heavenly Fiend King.

The most powerful creature he had ever seen was the Blackwater Serpent, which had lived for tens of thousands of years and was hundreds of feet long.

If he goes mad, every move he makes will cause mountains to collapse and the earth to split.

However, the Blackwater Serpent is indeed weaker than the Heavenly Fiend King before it.
No wonder in the original story, apart from the Zhuxian Sword Formation, no one could kill the Ghost King who had obtained the power of Asura.

what!
Zhang Xiaofan suddenly realized that the Black Water Serpent had never spoken a word whenever he saw it.

Logically speaking, an ancient behemoth like the Blackwater Serpent, which has lived for tens of thousands of years, should have been able to speak human language long ago.

Like the fox demon clan, they can transform into human form and speak human language in just a hundred years.

Zhang Xiaofan thought that if he encountered the Black Water Serpent again, he would definitely have to ask it if it could speak.

Oh, and we also need to find out if the other party is male or female.

Just then, the Heavenly Fiend King once again swung his giant hand and struck down at Zhang Xiaofan.

"Damn it, if you can't beat them, run away!"

Zhang Xiaofan exclaimed in surprise as the Blood Soul Sword appeared beneath his feet, and he instantly flew away on the sword.

"boom!"

The enormous hand of the Heavenly Fiend King slammed down on a mountaintop.

The small mountain peak instantly shattered into countless boulders.

Zhang Xiaofan felt his scalp tingle as he looked at the power of the Heavenly Fiend King's palm strike and at the small mountain peak that exploded.

Damn, luckily he has not only cultivated his magical power to be extremely profound since he began his cultivation, but he is also first-rate at escaping.

Now that he has reached the pinnacle of Taiqing, coupled with the power of the Blood Soul Sword, his speed while flying on the sword is astonishing, completely surpassing that of the Heavenly Fiend King flying at full speed.

There are even various spells for escaping.

There was no way around it; he was already incredibly perceptive, and with ten times that perceptiveness, his mind became exceptionally intelligent.

Therefore, he learned too many spells from the celestial book.

Naturally, he also mastered various escape techniques.

The Ghost King looked surprised when he saw that he had missed Zhang Xiaofan:
"You little bug are fast, but you can't escape my grasp."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the Ghost King struck down with his palm again.

This palm strike was even faster than the previous one.

"Shadow Clone!"

With a sharp shout, Zhang Xiaofan instantly transformed into a hundred streams and fled in the direction of the Hundred Streams.

The Ghost King was completely dumbfounded upon seeing this.

Because he discovered that every Zhang Xiaofan had the same aura, and even the Blood Soul Sword beneath their feet had the same aura.

His bloodshot eyes were wide open, but he still couldn't tell which one was the real Zhang Xiaofan.

Oh, right, Madam Sanmiao!
Zhang Xiaofan can conjure up a hundred different figures, but Madam Sanmiao cannot.

Thinking of this, the Ghost King's enormous Heavenly Fiend King Dharma Image moved, catching up with Lady Sanmiao like lightning, and struck down with a palm.

It was so fast that even Lady Sanmiao couldn't react.

"Madam Sanmiao, don't resist!"

Just then, Zhang Xiaofan's voice rang out. Seeing the loud thud that was about to strike her, Madam Sanmiao, terrified, immediately followed Zhang Xiaofan's instructions and offered no resistance.

The next moment, Madam Sanmiao felt a force enveloping her, and her entire body flew rapidly toward Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the approaching Lady Sanmiao and opened his arms... (End of Chapter)