Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 99: Each Unleashes Their Own Ingenious Schemes and Deploys Deadly Moves

"Rumble..."

Thunder roared in the sky, and silver snakes danced wildly.

The wind howled through the leaves, and large raindrops pattered down.

Lu Wubing drew his sword with increasing speed.

Every move was an aggressive attack.

A slight chill ran through my heart.

The Thousand-Faced Thief of the Hehuan Sect's Illusionary Yin Finger technique was too cold, subtly tugging at his spirit and causing him to experience a multitude of illusions.

After all, the opponent was a first-rate expert who had opened at least nineteen meridians, and unlike Gu Dongting, the leader of the East Sea Sect, he was not seriously injured.

Facing head-on against a powerful opponent whose energy emanated more than ten feet from his body, Lu Wubing's attacks were fierce, and he appeared to be holding his own. In reality, however, his body was under immense strain, his internal energy and blood circulation were already at their limit, and his spirit was stretched to its limit.

The opponent's attack was powerful and insidious, its energy striking the meridians and collaterals, shaking the muscles, bones, and flesh.

He made a casual move that caused the surrounding air to boom, but the aftershocks made him extremely uncomfortable.

However, we can hold on for now.

The Six Yang Divine Needles surged with immense vitality. Strange energies would appear in the world at any time and place, being torn apart and poured into the body by the invisible Third Hand.

Transformed into nourishment.

How much was consumed, and how much was restored.

Despite all the negative influences, as long as he doesn't lose all his fighting power immediately, he can recover to about 70-80% in just one breath.

This ability provides an extremely powerful boost to endurance in combat.

This was the first time Lu Wubing had truly experienced the value of his family's secret martial arts techniques...

Although he could still keep the enemy firmly in check within three to five moves, with both sides exchanging offense and defense, he saw things that others couldn't.

I had a bad feeling about it.

The reason is simple: when Dong Ning, whom he was protecting behind him, released the whistle using his unique technique, the shrill and piercing sound could be said to have spread throughout the mountains and fields...

This sound is extremely penetrating; it can be heard even at the foot of the mountain, let alone on the Tianxing Sect's Wangtian Cliff.

As long as the Heavenly Star Sect Master's wife and the others aren't sleeping too soundly, a large number of experts will soon arrive to provide support.

But even under these circumstances, the Thousand-Faced Demon of the Hehuan Sect showed no concern whatsoever and calmly waited for his opportunity to strike.

The Phantom Yin Finger technique with his left hand caused the air to tremble and water droplets to freeze instantly...

His right hand wielded the Bliss Blade, which drew out a dense web of light, like a spider spinning silk.

The blade's momentum was like a dense rainstorm and a fierce wind, cutting through the air to block the sword's path and sealing it off inwards.

How can he not be anxious?

"Moreover, as a top-tier martial arts master, a hero of the upper third rank of the demonic sect, who would dare to believe that he would sneak up to the back of Tianxing Peak around midnight just to ambush a few weak sixth-generation disciples?"

Shouldn't they be attacking more important figures?

Or rather, his goal was to create a stir and provoke his master's wife to take action.

Think about this.

Lu Wubing felt a little anxious and shouted, "Senior Sister, quickly go and warn Master's Wife, there may be more experts arriving soon."

"Yes."

Lin Wenjing also knew what was important and what was urgent.

She had just risked her life with a sword strike, only to be casually knocked away by her opponent. If it weren't for her newly initiated junior brother Lu suddenly unleashing an extraordinary swordsmanship that she couldn't even comprehend, she would probably have died from the continued attacks of the demonic sect thieves.

As for the other four disciples of Jingxin Hall, they were still somewhat disoriented from being hit by the pink mist.

If it weren't for Junior Brother Lu standing in front of us...

They would probably all die in a single encounter.

She had actually heard of the secret techniques of the Hehuan Sect, one of the Six Paths of Demonic Cult.

The weapon used was the Blissful Blade, which was extremely insidious, eerie, and gloomy.

The Phantom Yin Finger technique can make people wish they were dead.

The blending of the incense into one's internal energy creates a series of illusions when one engages in combat, making it difficult for the opponent to concentrate.

Although my junior brother can hold off such a formidable expert for a while, he certainly can't hold him off for long.

What saddened Lin Wenjing the most was that she couldn't even break into the battle circle. She couldn't see Lu Shidi's sword, nor could she see the opponent's saber techniques.

All I could see was a violent storm, with water mist and ice powder like fog and smoke.

Amidst the intermingling of figures, there was no sound of clashing swords, only the sharp whistling of wind and the vibration of the air.

"Please don't get hurt, junior brother."

Lin Wenjing felt a pang of pain in her heart, gritted her teeth, and turned to rush towards the Tianxing Palace.

Warning.

Yes, Junior Brother is right. The enemy who appeared tonight came suddenly and illogically. And right now, the only top-tier expert on the mountain is Master's wife.

It is indeed something we must be wary of.

"Hmph, you reacted quickly. In that case, you can't be allowed to live."

Xiao Shantong's expression changed, his face contorted, revealing his true form. Suddenly, a seven-colored light appeared between his pair of fierce, yellow-orange eyes.

Through the rain and mist, amidst the flashing electric lights, it was particularly eye-catching.

Lu Wubing, Dong Ning, Teng Fang, and the others who were facing Xiao Shantong all paused slightly.

Amidst the thunder.

Suddenly, the light of the blades intensified.

Thousands of fine blades transformed into a powerful blade aura, and with a boom, they rose with the wind and slashed at Lu Wubing's neck.

The blade gleamed fiercely, its silver flames billowing over ten feet high.

This person actually had a deadly move hidden away; the colorful light in his eyes controlled the soul and shook the spirit, gathering power for a single strike.

This strike was incredibly fast, and it seemed it was about to kill Lu Wubing along with the Jingxin Hall disciples protecting him.

A sinister smile had already appeared on Xiao Shantong's face, which was covered in makeup.

Suddenly, he felt a strange wind behind his head, and a chill ran straight to the back of his head.

"not good."

The impact of the sun and Baihui acupoint energy caused a burst of water mist and light to erupt around him, providing some protection.

At the same time, Xiao Shantong lowered his head, his arms around his chest.

As the pain in the back of his head intensified, the blade shifted from offense to defense, forcibly withdrawing and transforming into a cocoon of light around his body.

"when……"

Xiao Shantong returned the blade just in time, as if the blade had struck something.

Immediately afterwards, I felt a cool sensation on my cheek, followed by a sharp pain in my ear.

Half of his ear flew off, spraying blood.

"What a fast sword."

This is the second time he has said this tonight.

For the first time, it even carried a hint of condescension.

The second time, a slight fear crept into my heart.

The other party was not old, his cultivation was obviously not strong, and his muscles, bones and blood were nothing special.

Logically speaking, after taking several of my moves and having his internal organs affected by the shockwaves from my internal force, he should have been critically injured and on the verge of death by now.

But it just won't fall down.

Furthermore, even his own mental attacks had no effect whatsoever.

The most outrageous thing is that the opponent's swordsmanship is simply unpredictable.

It makes people hard to guard against.

I had just gained the upper hand and was about to finish it off.

Unfortunately, an attack came from behind my head, causing my skin to break and bleed. I was almost caught off guard.

Even now, he still doesn't know where the attack came from or what kind of enemy is hiding nearby.
He was momentarily distracted and almost had his throat pierced by a sword.

Fortunately, the Blissful Blade Technique provided excellent protection, and the timely interception prevented any vital injuries, only injuring the earlobe.

His mind raced, and amidst the thunder and lightning, he seemed to see the sword light opposite him echoing the thunder, before suddenly disappearing into the rain once more.

"Ow..."

They could no longer afford to forcibly kill the strange Tianxing disciple in front of them.

Xiao Shantong felt a chill in his heart and let out a loud shout.

As a master who fought his way out of the six demonic paths, he had been ruthless and cunning throughout his life, and had experienced no fewer than hundreds of dangerous battles. At this moment, how could he not see his own advantages?

That is internal strength.

The powerful internal force contained within the sound reverberated around them.

Lu Wubing indeed paused slightly, a look of pain on his face, feeling a throbbing pain in his eardrums and a slight dizziness in his head.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Xiao Shantong fly backwards...

Each step was six or seven zhang (approximately 33-40 meters), causing rain to splash everywhere and creating a long passage in mid-air.

The target was none other than Seventh Senior Sister Lin Wenjing.

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(End of this chapter)