Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 373 The Heavenly Demon is Approaching, I'll Borrow Your True Energy

"Crack!"

The three thousand six hundred blood vessels snapped off as if crushed by an invisible giant clamp.

The old woman's right arm, which held the sword, twisted strangely, and blood blisters bulged under her skin as the out-of-control Eternal Calamity Sword Qi backfired within her body.

Xu Yunfan pointed his left hand with fingers together like a sword and gently tapped it from a distance.

"puff!"

A bloody hole exploded between the old woman's eyebrows, but instead of gushing blood, her lifelong cultivation of "Blood River True Qi" burst forth from her seven orifices like a dam breaking, transforming into a crimson-gold torrent that plunged into Xu Yunfan's palm.

Her emaciated body fell like a tattered sack. Before it even touched the ground, her skin was already visibly gray and shriveled. Finally, she crashed onto the bluestone steps with a "bang," turning into a skeleton wrapped in a sword robe.

The area in front of the mountain gate was deathly silent, like a tomb.

The white-browed old man's hand holding the sword trembled slightly. Due to the chilling and out-of-control sword intent, the frost that had condensed on the scabbard crumbled off.

The Sword Pavilion disciples watching from afar were in even worse shape; some collapsed to their knees, their crotches oozing a foul-smelling liquid.

Xu Yunfan glanced down at his palm, a wisp of crimson-gold sword energy flowing between his fingers: "The sword intent is acceptable, but the person is lacking."

His tone was as flat as if he were commenting on a dish that didn't suit his taste.

The Myriad Tribulations Sword Qi, though it sounds impressive, is only passable because of the Silent Extinction Dust Heart Sutra, the Hundred Bones Netherworld Connection Technique, and the Myriad Chariots Sword Transformation Path of the Myriad Chariots Sword Sect, which broadens one's horizons.

It is enough to be proud of in the ninth realm of Qi cultivation, but it is not enough to be considered in the realm of terrestrial immortals.

"Second sister!"

The old swordsman with white eyebrows had eyes that looked like they were about to burst, and finally drew his ancient sword.

Before the sword light arrived, the ten-mile sea of ​​clouds had already frozen into an ice curtain, and a hundred-foot-long ice dragon roared out from the sword's edge, its head carrying the "Frosty Soul Sword Intent" that was enough to freeze a person's blood.

At the same time, the Sword Elder slammed his iron staff into the ground, and the seven sword spirit crystals, which had been revived by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, shattered, transforming into seven long rivers of sword energy like star rivers, which came from all directions to attack.

This is the killing move "Seven Stars Falling to Earth" from the "Void Sword Manual". Each sword energy contains the power of Geng metal from the earth veins, which can even cut flesh and remove bones from a ninth-realm body cultivator!
Xu Yunfan finally made a move.

Xu Yunfan stomped forward with his left foot, causing the entire mountain to tremble violently. Dazzling golden light burst forth from its spine, like a dragon raising its head. The ever-increasing Ten Extremes True Qi condensed into nine crimson dragons outside its body.

The dragon's scales and claws flew about, each scale flowing with fiery true patterns like lava, and as it coiled, it scorched the air within a radius of ten feet, creating distorted ripples.

This is the Crimson Dragon Coiling Mountain Force from the Thousand-Pound Mountain-Shaking Hammer Technique, which he evolved from the Ten Extremes True Qi. With such a vast amount of true qi condensed under the command of a high-level expert, it is naturally capable of transforming into nine true qi dragons.

The white-browed old man's eyes twitched violently as he watched.

"True Qi manifesting in form?!"

Moreover, the terrifying and vast true energy made him feel as if he were a small boat facing the raging waves of a stormy sea.

Xu Yunfan remained calm as he pushed his right palm forward, causing the nine crimson dragons to intertwine and merge into a torrent of crimson gold.

Wherever the palm strike passed, the bluestone on the ground silently vanished, and even the space itself seemed to be dented by the pressure of the palm, causing a slight distortion in vision.

The protective sword energy of the two remaining elders on the opposite side was torn apart like thin paper. The White-browed Sword Elder's Frosty Soul Ice Dragon evaporated into mist as soon as it touched the Crimson Flood Dragon, and the Staff-wielding Sword Elder's Seven Star Sword Energy emitted a mournful cry of metal shattering in the torrent.

The aftershocks of the palm strike swept across the mountain gate, and the entire Sword Pavilion archway cracked open with a charred palm mark that stretched for hundreds of feet, with molten gold slowly flowing from the edges of the mark.

The moment the ice dragon collided with the flood dragon, it shattered like glass. The Frost Soul Sword Soul was swallowed whole by the flood dragon, and the seven Star River Sword Qi disintegrated on their own when they touched the black robe, turning into pure golden energy that entered Xu Yunfan's dantian.

"His sword is bad, and his character is even worse."

Xu Yunfan commented that while each word was like a pearl in his heart, his right hand, with fingers pointing like a sword, made a light slash in the air.

"Hey!"

The old swordsman with white eyebrows had his right arm, which was holding the sword, severed at the shoulder. There was no blood at the cut, only golden scorch marks from the burning of the Ten Extreme True Qi.

The two remaining elders finally realized the difference in power. The Sword Elder coldly said, "Form the Yin-Yang Sword Formation!"

He sighed inwardly. If his junior sister hadn't died, and they had used the Three Talents Sword Formation, with the combined sword intent of the three of them, they might not have been unable to contend with Xu Yunfan.

The white-browed old man frowned deeply, knowing that things would not end well today. Xu Yunfan had already achieved the status of a terrestrial immortal, and the major sects had chosen the wrong side, so they would naturally be purged.

"Xu Yunfan, what will it take for you to stop?"

The white-browed old man said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, the Sword Master's usually calm expression showed a hint of surprise for the first time.

"Brother, you..."

"There are people behind us..."

Upon hearing this, the Sword Elder glanced at the group of Sword Pavilion disciples behind him, his open mouth suddenly moved a few times, and finally closed, remaining silent.

Xu Yunfan said calmly, "Yesterday's cause is today's effect. Now that I have entered the realm of terrestrial immortals, I naturally have to come to the Sword Pavilion to ask for something."

As Xu Yunfan finished speaking, a deathly silence fell over the area in front of the Jiange Mountain gate.

The disciples who were holding swords on guard suddenly narrowed their eyes, and their hands holding the swords trembled involuntarily.

Although they had just witnessed Xu Yunfan kill a Ninth Realm cultivator like a chicken, single-handedly suppressing the Sword Pavilion, and even the extremely fierce He Yilin was killed on the spot by him with a backhand, his powerful true energy being completely absorbed.

But when he uttered the words "Land of Immortals" himself, the invisible pressure still crushed everyone's hopes like the sky was falling.

"Land...immortals?"

A young disciple murmured the same thing over and over, his voice dry as if it had been sanded.

His sword clattered to the ground, but no one laughed, for the faces of his fellow disciples around him were equally ashen.

The elders in the attic were even more ashen-faced.

When the Tianxuan Sword Master ambushed Xu Yunfan yesterday, they thought he was just a slightly stronger peak ninth realm cultivator, and even if they could win, they would have to pay a price.

But now...

"No wonder...no wonder he was unafraid to face the three Grand Elders of my Sword Pavilion..."

An elderly man with a white beard bobbed his Adam's apple, his back soaked with cold sweat.

He had cultivated martial arts for nearly a hundred years and boasted that he had seen all the heroes in the world, but at this moment he did not even have the courage to look Xu Yunfan in the eye. His golden pupils had transcended the realm of mortals!
The mountain wind swept by, carrying the lingering stench of blood.

Elder White Eyebrows asked, "What do you want?"

Xu Yunfan seemed oblivious to the shock of the crowd, merely raising his eyes to gaze into the depths of the Sword Pavilion, and said calmly, "Nothing more than this: the Heavenly Demon is about to arrive, and I must stand for the sake of all living beings, borrowing your true energy for a moment..."

These words were like a death knell, resounding in the hearts of every Sword Pavilion disciple.

Using true energy, He Yilin became a dried corpse right before everyone's eyes.

"So grand and dignified!"

The white-browed old man sneered, no longer harboring any illusions. He twitched his fingers slightly, and the swordsman beside him understood and stepped forward.

The two stood back to back, using their blood essence as a guide, and ancient array patterns suddenly lit up beneath the Sword Pavilion Mountain Gate.

Xu Yunfan was somewhat surprised: "It seems that your Sword Pavilion has some foundation, as you have managed to revive a magic array from thousands of years ago."

The spiritual energy here is extremely thin, and activating the original ancient formation would consume a lot of resources.

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