Immortality and Cultivation: I Have Too Many Talents

Chapter 257 A Stunning Skill (Please Subscribe)
in situ.

Shen Xuan stood firm and unyielding, as majestic as a mountain.

The light of the Azure Water Sword shot straight into the sky, vast and mighty.

In front of Shen Xuan.

The water purifier bottle flew out.

A huge jet of water shot out from the bottle, spraying in all directions and turning into bursts of water mist.

Under the heavy, dense pressure of demonic energy.

Shen Xuan did not back down.

Instead, it stirred up a sense of excitement.

They've gotten used to living a life of ignominy.

There's always some resentment.

Originally, I just came to watch the play.

Nangong Guang persisted relentlessly, severely injuring the rogue cultivator Tie Wendao.

Of course, one reason for this was that Tie Wendao overestimated his abilities.

However, Nangong Guang's actions of targeting Shen Xuan and launching a sneak attack also angered him.

"If we must fight, then let's fight!"

Shen Xuan thought to himself.

He will stay in Qingyang Prefecture for another eleven years.

The conflict between the Daoist and Demonic factions in the Song and Liang kingdoms will certainly not end so quickly.

That being the case.

A glint flashed in Shen Xuan's eyes.

The white shield flew out of his hand and swelled in the air as it faced the wind.

Shen Xuan formed hand seals, unleashing [Immense Strength], [Iron Bones], [Critical Strike], [Water Control]...

Then, the White Ghost Shield flew to Shen Xuan's hand, emitting streaks of silvery-white spiritual light.

"boom!"

Shen Xuan gripped the White Ghost Shield and took Hou Feifan's downward strike with his staff.

With a series of loud bangs, Shen Xuan's feet sank deep into the ground, sinking halfway down.

Centered on him, the land within a radius of hundreds of feet showed countless cracks, forming deep trenches.

Shen Xuan slowly raised his eyes.

It was as if a ball of crimson flame was burning.

the other side.

Wu Yulan's male and female demonic swords were chased and attacked by more than a dozen dark ice fish that burst forth from the Azure Water Sword.

In the end, the blades of the male and female demon swords were covered with thick ice, heavy and about to fall, and were taken back by Wu Yulan.

Nangong Guang, however, was not so lucky.

The icy dragon formed from the Azure Water Sword raised its head and roared, its sword's cry resounding through the heavens.

The cyan sword light flashed and disappeared in an instant.

It was as if spatial distance was ignored.

Wherever the sword light passed, a transparent ice passage appeared.

Nangong Guang was terrified.

The terrifying sword light shooting towards him in his sight shattered his mind and spirit.

"This sword light! It's definitely not just ordinary Ice Soul Sword Intent!"

"It also incorporates some extremely powerful Qi!"

"Invincible!"

Nangong Guang made a decisive decision.

He formed hand seals, and his demonic energy surged wildly throughout his body.

The Blood Shadow Sword flew backward and entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

Then, a layer of blood-red demonic energy shone on the demon's body, and the demon merged with its sword, turning and fleeing.

Even the Blood Spirit Tower, the Ghost Yaksha, and the Five Hearts Ghost were not recalled in time.

"Hopefully, we can stop him!"

The sword intent was chilling!

Sword energy soars into the clouds!

The moment the Blood Spirit Demon Tower came into contact with the Azure Water Sword, it emitted a loud bang.

The demonic aura surrounding the tower suddenly dimmed.

The next instant, it reverted to its original form and fell to the ground.

The demon demon and the five-hearted demons stood in Nangong Guang's way.

They fled in a panic.

They were caught up by the Azure Water Sword.

In just a few breaths, the demon yaksha and the five-son-one demon let out screams and howls.

Within the icy, watery sword light, the soul power shattered, turning into countless fragments.

Then, a loud buzzing sound began.

Three or four thousand fist-sized Yin-devouring demonic insects swirled up a black cloud, greedily sucking up the remaining fragments of soul power in the air.

The spiritual water transformed into wisps of icy mist.

Shen Xuan slowly stood up from the deep pit.

The aura emanating from his body did not decrease but increased!

Within the dantian, the Dao Foundation, and the spiritual sea, strands of pure spiritual energy circulated rapidly among the five internal organs.

A powerful surge of spiritual energy continuously flowed into the white ghost shield in his hand.

In an instant, Shen Xuan exerted his strength again, swinging his shield upwards and smashing it hard at Hou Feifan in mid-air.

A palpable sense of impending doom filled the air.

There was a "dang" sound.

Hou Feifan, known for his strength, was sent flying backwards along with his staff by the blow from the White Ghost Shield.

A burst of lightning crackled around Shen Xuan's body.

The next moment, Shen Xuan appeared behind Nangong Guang, who was frantically fleeing.

Reach out and make a move.

The Azure Water Sword flew into his hand.

His gaze fell upon the figures fleeing ahead at breakneck speed.

A hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"The three upper sects of the Demonic Sect, the Holy Son of the Blood Spirit Sect, I spit on you!"

For some reason, Shen Xuan felt a strange excitement.

This is the first time in recent years that he has gone all out.

Let's give it a try and see if we can directly kill the late-stage Holy Son of the Demonic Foundation.

"cut!"

The Azure Water Sword let out another dragon's roar, suddenly accelerated, and shot fiercely towards the blood-red figure that was fleeing in a sorry state.

Nangong Guang spat out a mouthful of blood.

The Blood Shadow Sword flew out.

The two swords intersected.

The Blood Shadow Sword only lasted for a moment before its blood energy dissipated, and it was knocked away, its blade becoming dull and lifeless.

The Azure Water Sword, its momentum undiminished, continued to shoot towards Nangong Guang's demonic body.

Nangong Guang let out a strange cry.

His body was enveloped in demonic energy, revealing a protective shield of demonic energy.

Then, he conjured a magic umbrella and used it to block the Azure Water Sword.

There was a "boom".

Nangong Guang flew backwards.

Shen Xuan retrieved the Azure Water Sword.

Look around.

Nangong Guang used the speed of the Biyue Sword to accelerate his escape, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.

"Pity!"

Although this sword strike injured Nangong Guang, it did not achieve Shen Xuan's expectations.

It is estimated that he will recover after three to five years of rest.

Behind me, I heard the sound of something cutting through the air.

Hou Feifan swung his Hun Tian Cudgel and smashed it down at him.

"roll!"

The White Shield shone brightly once more, as a massive amount of spiritual energy surged into it like a tidal wave.

Shields and clubs clashed.

Hou Feifan was once again sent flying, covered in dust and dirt.

"If you can't win, run!"

An indescribable fear instantly surged into Hou Feifan's heart.

He was a decisive and ruthless man. He looked at Shen Xuan in disbelief, then swung his Hun Tian Cudgel again and slammed it to the ground.

They disappeared into the ground, stick and all.

"trouble!"

Shen Xuan leaped into the air.

To prevent Hou Feifan from using earth-遁术 (earth-遁术) to launch a surprise attack on him.

However, he thought too much.

When Hou Feifan reappeared, he was beside Wu Yulan and joined up with many demonic cultivators.

Beside him was Nangong Guang, who had just turned around, his face pale and his features distorted and bleeding.

The injury was clearly serious.

Meanwhile, on the Qingyun Sect's side...

A silence.

All twenty-seven pairs of eyes were fixed on Shen Xuan.

Shock, envy, admiration...

A mix of emotions, extremely complex.

He Zhengming stood next to Shen Xuan.

At that moment, he instinctively stood side by side.

They did not go beyond Shen Xuan's position.

Behind him, four junior disciples stood in a row.

The disciples and independent cultivators of the Qingyun Sect quickly gathered around them.

He stood behind them.

Even the injured Tie Wendao swallowed a healing pill and forced himself to stand at the very back.

Shen Xuan glanced coldly at the person opposite him.

The atmosphere is heavy.

Time stood still.

After a long time.

He Zhengming transmitted his voice: "Junior Brother Shen, are you alright?"

"fine!"

"The Zhao family has betrayed us, and Junior Brother Zhou and others are still in Tiger Ridge. It is not advisable to fight for a long time now."

If Zhou Haoyu, Lin Danshi, and Dai Qishi are lost.

Even killing more demonic cultivators cannot make up for He Zhengming's mistake.

"Wait a minute, I'll hold Hou Feifan back, while Junior Brother Shen leads the others to launch a surprise attack. Let's crush these demonic cultivators first!"

The three major demonic cultivators on the other side are not a threat, as Nangong Guang is injured.

Wu Yulan is a woman, a formation master, and her direct combat strength is slightly weaker.

As long as Hou Feifan is kept occupied.

With Shen Xuan's combat strength, he could definitely dominate the battlefield.

"Alright! Senior Brother He, please wait a moment."

Shen Xuan coldly gazed at the numerous demonic cultivators opposite him.

To be honest, after transmigrating and becoming accustomed to life and death, he no longer takes right and wrong so seriously.

But that doesn't mean he can accept the actions of these demonic cultivators.

It devours blood sacrifice cultivators and mortals, and summons demon gods from the demon realm.

They were neither human nor ghost, worse than monsters!

Many monsters understand the importance of teamwork and cooperation, hunting and surviving together in groups.

Shen Xuan took a deep breath.

A glint in his eyes, and his mind was made up.

The icy mist surged wildly towards Shen Xuan's body.

Shen Xuan opened his mouth, and a strange sound suddenly burst forth.

Its sound was like thunder, and its momentum like a surging sea.

An invisible wave of energy, like a raging sea, surged towards the demonic cultivators.

It is the innate skill of the ancient mythical beast Kui Niu: [Dominating the Four Directions].

Over the course of more than a year, Shen Xuan practiced his singing morning and night, and has now achieved a certain level of proficiency.

The thunderous roar was powerful and resounded throughout the heavens and earth, deafeningly loud.

Those demonic cultivators with slightly weaker skills felt as if struck by lightning, their demonic power becoming chaotic.

The other demonic cultivators all felt their demonic power stagnate and their aura weaken.

"Junior Brother Shen's divine skill!"

"kill!"

He Zhengming was the first to rush forward.

Four junior disciples followed closely behind.

Seeing this, the others unleashed their magical weapons and charged forward.

however.

Leading the charge.

However, they were Shen Xuan's three golden-bodied Taiyin Corpse Beasts.

They shielded everyone from the attacks of numerous demonic treasures and talismans from the demonic cultivators.

On the demonic cultivator's side.

Hou Feifan, Wu Yulan, and Nangong Guang looked at each other in bewilderment.

"No, without the support of an array, a direct confrontation would result in too many losses. Let's retreat!"

"Nangong Guang said urgently."

Wu Yulan also shook her head: "Elder Hou, Shen Xuan is too troublesome. Let's fight again next time!"

"it is good!"

After saying that, Hou Feifan disappeared into the ground.

Without saying a word, Nangong Guang transformed into a streak of blood and fled.

He didn't need to escape faster than Shen Xuan's lightning escape technique.

All he needed to do was escape faster than the other demonic cultivators.

Wu Yulan no longer hesitated.

With a flick of her delicate hand.

A magical warship sped up behind them and picked her and several trusted magical cultivators up.

After firing a few shots with the magic energy cannons, it provided some cover for the remaining demon cultivators and then turned and sped away.

Seeing that the three giants had fled first, the remaining demonic cultivators used their respective skills to break into smaller groups and escape in all directions.

This is the demonic cultivation!
Morale is high when the wind is favorable.

When the wind blows against us, we are like a pile of loose sand.

Some demonic cultivators were intercepted by Qingyun Sect cultivators.

The two sides clashed again.

Whether it's magical artifacts, talismans, ghosts and spirits, or sword light...

The entire area was filled with the constant roar of battle, screams, and shouts of anger.

The seven or eight demonic cultivators who didn't have time to escape fought individually and were eventually killed one by one by He Zhengming and the others.

Subsequently.

He Zhengming directed the team to quickly clear the battlefield.

"Junior Brother Shen, let's go back to Tiger Ridge! Let's rescue Junior Brother Zhou and the other two!"

Shen Xuan shook his head.

His aura dropped sharply.

He looked extremely tired.

"Senior Brother He, you may go!"

"Shen used a secret technique to forcibly enhance his strength, but now the time has come, and it has backfired on him. He must hurry back to Tingyu Pavilion to recuperate!"

"what!"

As soon as these words came out.

Those around him looked as if they had witnessed something unbelievable, their faces filled with shock.

Looking back...

Shen Xuan's words make sense.

After all, he was a cultivator in the early stage of Foundation Establishment.

In a very short time, he fought against three opponents, who were none other than the three giants of the demonic cultivators of Qingyang Prefecture.

He severely injured Nangong Guang, fought off Hou Feifan, and forced Wu Yulan to retreat.

Such a record is unheard of!

How could there be no price to pay!
"Junior Brother Shen, is there anything I can do to help you?"

He Zhengming's eyes were filled with complex emotions as he asked with concern.

(End of this chapter)