Konoha: On the night of the massacre, I summoned Inuyasha.

Upon seeing this, the Lord of Zhenshan City's heart immediately began to pound.

But the next moment, he found that Yang Zaixian moved and blocked his way.

At this moment, two more Qi and Blood Realm warriors and several Blood Refining Realm warriors rushed towards the moon.

"Oh…"

Yue shook her head slightly, holding Night Blood high in her hand.

"If you all possess true qi, I will turn and leave."

If any one of you is the commander of the Zhenshan Army, I might perish here.

But you know, a bunch of trash!

With a low, mocking laugh, Yue unleashed a sword strike, sending a cloud of blood mist billowing out.

"what……"

A series of shrill screams rang out.

Countless crimson sword energies pierced his body, as if he were being slowly sliced ​​to death.

"escape?

How do we escape?

The moon suddenly leaped into the air, and with a single sword strike, one of the first two Qi and Blood Realm warriors died. With another sword throw, like a blood-red meteor, the second person was pierced through the back and died.

"Um?

Lord City Lord. "

Yue ignored the corpses and turned her gaze to the City Lord of Zhenshan, one of the last two Qi and Blood Realm cultivators.

I surrender!

The commander of the Zhenshan Army was a disciple of the Xiantian realm from Linlang County. I will conceal the news of the Zhenshan Army commander's death for you.

With a thud, the Lord of Zhenshan City knelt down on the ground.

Even though Yue no longer possessed the divine weapon, the Lord of Zhenshan City decisively abandoned the idea of ​​killing Yue and seizing the weapon.

He was always a steady person.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been suppressed by the Zhenshan Army Master for over ten years, unable to have any thoughts.

Or perhaps, this guy has been suppressed by the Zhenshan Army Master and lost the fighting spirit he once had.

Of course, there is another reason.

Yang Zaixian just stopped him.

Now, there are two people on the other side.

"very good."

Yue looked at the Lord of Zhenshan City and nodded in satisfaction.

By delaying the inevitable, he gains more confidence to face even stronger opponents.

With the resources we have now, and Yue's actual contact with the True Qi Realm during her battle with the Lord of the Mountain Town Army.

Yue already has a complete plan for breaking through to the True Qi Realm.

"teacher."

Under the somewhat dumbfounded gaze of the Town Mountain City Lord, Yue suddenly bowed slightly to Yang Zaixian beside her.

"it is good!

it is good!

it is good! "

Yang Zaixian trembled as he stepped forward to support Yue, whether from excitement or agitation, it was hard to tell.

He shouted "Good, good, good" three times, supporting Yue, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Beside him, the Lord of Zhenshan City stared in disbelief.

"What is a divine weapon?"

Suddenly, Yue waved her hand, and the Night Blood Sword in the distance fell into her grasp.

He handed it to Yang Zaixian, his tone tinged with doubt.

Yue did have some doubts.

After all, in this world of self-cultivation, divine weapons, which are similar to demonic swords, are indeed very attractive to Yue.

Moreover, if we could understand the divine weapon...

Yue felt that she might be able to restart the Doomsday Sword project and forge a Doomsday Sword similar to the one in her original hand, which was connected to her life.

Chapter 258 The White Impermanence Invades the Martial World

"This……"

Trembling, he took the Night Blood sword. The scarlet blade seemed as calm as a lake.

There was no trace of the brutality he had displayed during the killing.

Yang Zaixian found it hard to believe that Yue would entrust it to him.

Is this something I can touch?

Isn't that little brat Zhao Ying worried that I'll take it away from him?!

Beside him, the Lord of Zhenshan City stared wide-eyed at the demonic sword in Yang Zaixian's hand with a mixture of greed and longing.

But soon, he shuddered, looked up, and saw Yue's ambiguous smile.

Stealing Night Blood?

Oh……

Although Yue respected Yang Zaixian as her teacher, she wouldn't hand over a gun that could decide life and death to someone else.

There was no other reason than that, in the eyes of Yang Zaixian and the Lord of Zhenshan City, Ye Xue was completely calm at this moment.

However, in Yue's eyes, within that scarlet sword, a surging ferocity was roaring like a sea. If it weren't for Yue's restraint, this guy would probably have already manipulated Yang Zaixian's mind, turning him into a sword slave who only knew how to kill.

The moon wasn't there to test human nature, but rather to use this sword to see if she truly intended to entrust Yang Zaixian with the complicated tasks she had no desire to undertake.

For example, managing the city on one's behalf.

Let him continue to quietly be the master of that museum.

"I don't know."

Gently stroking the longsword in his hand, suppressing the greed in his heart, Yang Zaixian forcefully put it back into Yue's hand.

The next moment, I breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

The holder of the gold is unwilling to let go.

But once you truly let go, a subtle sense of elevation arises within you.

Yang Zaixian doesn't want the divine weapon?

Of course I want to.

However, firstly, he was self-aware, and secondly, it belonged to his apprentice.

Faced with the temptation of the divine weapon, he ultimately overcame his inner demons.

"Doesn't the teacher know?"

Yue frowned slightly.

Yang Zaixian genuinely didn't know; he only had some concept of divine weapons.

In detail, we know very little.

Even though he has reached his current level, he is still somewhat isolated in Zhenshan City.

After all, he was just a peasant.

The lineage is too short, making it almost impossible for it to last as long as a family business, and it is not as prosperous as a century-old martial arts school.

This is actually why Yang Zaixian gave up the fight for the divine weapon earlier.

Because he was not popular and knew too little about divine weapons, he was not as greedy for them as the Master of the Soft Serpent Pavilion.

"Pity."

Yue shook his head with some regret; he had quite a bit of interest in divine weapons.

Moreover, the enemy's realm may be known, but what if he carries a divine weapon?

When Yue was brimming with confidence and ready to challenge someone of a higher level, he was suddenly struck down by a divine weapon.

"Divine Weapon, this one..."

grown ups. "

"I know a little about divine weapons."

Suddenly, the Town Lord, who had seemed somewhat hesitant, spoke up.

He understood that he was about to become someone else's dependent, and rather than be seen as useless, he should try his best to contribute.

At least, if this young man wanted to kill himself, he would think about the contributions he had made.

"Please speak."

Yue raised an eyebrow and looked at the Lord of Zhenshan City with great respect.

This immediately made him feel flattered and overwhelmed.

Legend has it that ten thousand years ago, martial arts flourished.

The innate nature is everywhere, and the Dharma forms are inexhaustible.

However, one day, a demon from beyond the realm named Bai Di Wuchang descended upon the land.