Chapter 441: Coming and Going, All with One Sword (Second Update)

Such a ostentatious bright yellow sandalwood chariot, emitting bursts of golden light, slowly moved in the air, and the person leading the way in front had the aura of a golden elixir, so naturally it was soon discovered by the slightly more powerful martial arts monks in Tiannan Province.

However, due to Ji Ming's cultivation in the golden elixir period, they did not dare to attack, but just followed from a distance, looking at this swaggering Taoist chariot with strangeness and expectation.

"Hehe, Taoist monks dare to travel so arrogantly? Are these people crazy? Do they still think it is the heyday of Taoism thousands of years ago?"

These martial arts monks naturally have not experienced things thousands of years ago, they all learned from some classics and rumors, and in the past one or two thousand years, martial arts have suppressed Taoism and Buddhism, almost uprooting them, so they have deep-rooted self-confidence in the face of Taoist monks, just like the immortals looking at mortals from a high position, and they don't understand why the Taoist monks who usually hide from XZ and panic like dogs who have lost their homes are so arrogant.

"That's right, even if he is a Jindan cultivator, don't we have enough refining masters and martial saints in Tiannan Province? Hey, everyone wait and see, the senior masters will come soon, dispel the arrogance of these arrogant Taoist cultivators, and tie them to wooden pillars and burn them to death!" They have absolute confidence in their own masters, both in terms of number and realm.

Of course, there are also mature and prudent people who said with some worry: "That Jindan cultivator is just a person who clears the way. The one sitting on the bright yellow chariot is probably more powerful. Maybe, maybe it's Yuanshen Zhenren!" The reason why I didn't guess Yinshen Zun was because of this arrogant look, ignoring all the martial arts cultivators in Tiannan Province. Yinshen Zun definitely doesn't have the courage to do it.

"So what? In Tiannan Province, we have two immortal human immortals, Dingxi King Gao Hefeng and Zhengxi King Ren Feizhou, and Zhennan King, a calamity earth immortal. Even if he is a Yuanshen Zhenren, he can't escape death." Although the title has "West" in it, facing the strong and aggressive Qinglang and Xiongbi, the three newly promoted human immortals did not go west. Two of them defected to Zhennan King, and one followed Guo Yuquan to garrison the capital.

"It seems that the Taoist sect is mad. It is almost extinct because of the suppression of the earth immortals and human immortals. So it's not easy to have a Yuanshen Zhenren, so they want to be arrogant. Humph, they really don't know the height of the sky and the depth of the earth." They are full of confidence in several human immortals and earth immortals, without the slightest doubt, even the mature and worried people just nodded.

"Look, Changhe Wusheng is here! He also brought so many masters of refining orifices." The cultivators with cultivation close to refining orifices spotted dozens of masters flying in the distance.

Changhe Wusheng was a young man with a heroic appearance. After he flew over the bright yellow sandalwood sedan chair, he started to attack without asking any questions. A rolling river appeared behind him. Dozens of other masters of orifice refining also had their orifices on their bodies shining and their qi shone, ready to go.

"When Changhe Wusheng was refining his orifices, he was able to fight eight cultivators of the same level and wiped out forty big bandits. Later, he practiced the Changhe Fist and successfully advanced to Wusheng. He was personally promised by the King of Zhennan as the cultivator with the greatest hope of achieving immortality. Even if there was a Taoist spirit in the sedan chair, he could probably resist one or two and delay until one of the two human immortals came." Someone talked about the glorious past of Changhe Wusheng with great interest.

As soon as the voice fell, a four-color sword light of red, green, black and white, almost chaotic, flew out from the sedan chair, and chopped the head of Changhe Wusheng and others with a sword, causing the spiritual energy around them to riot, the space to collapse, and a dull sound.

Changhe Wusheng and the dozens of masters of refining orifices were all turned into dust by this sword.

"Your pure yang flying sword is really, really powerful!" Wei Peining caught the returning Four Symbols World-destroying Sword, his eyes shining, and he was amazed.

Shi Xuan valued his status and did not intend to attack the Wuxiang Saint and the Master of Refining Orifices. However, if Wei Peining and Gu Canghai got entangled with them, they would lose the meaning of crushing, sharpness, and unstoppable, and it would be difficult to disperse the confidence in the hearts of the martial arts cultivators, as well as the breath of Taoism, and it would be impossible to gather the scattered Taoist luck.

So he simply gave the Five Elements Immortal-Destroying Sword and the Four Symbols World-Destroying Sword to the two of them, so that when facing cultivators below the human immortal, they could kill them with one sword.

The Changhe Martial Saint, who held the hopes of countless martial arts practitioners behind and below, was killed by the opponent with a single sword, and dozens of refining masters were also killed, which made them speechless for a moment, and their confidence was slightly shaken. This was just the person driving the chariot. The mysterious person in the bright yellow chariot who seemed to be the Yuanshen Zhenren did not even move a finger. If he made a move, how earth-shaking would it be?

The bright yellow agarwood chariot continued to move forward slowly under their unconscious following and crowding. The bright yellow ribbons and curtains fluttered, shining slowly, emitting golden and yellow light. There was a man and a woman driving the chariot, and three men and two women were accompanying them. They were all handsome and elegant, like immortals traveling.

"It's just that a martial saint was killed. Why should everyone worry? The King of Dingxi and the King of Zhengxi will be here soon, and this demon chariot will definitely be flattened in one blow." The words were said with great confidence, but the word "demon" expressing contempt seemed to reveal a trace of fear and worry in his heart that he himself could hardly detect.

The others recalled the power of the immortals recorded in the classics and immediately nodded in agreement, regaining their confidence.

After a few breaths, two beams of light came quickly from afar, one blue and one white. The blue light was deep blue and almost black, and it had a faint sense of water waves flowing during its flight. When it got closer, it could even hear the roar of the tide, which was shocking. The white light was unusually sharp, emitting traces of various gold-like auras, such as Taiyi True Gold, Western Gold Essence, Taibai Essence, Gengjin Essence, Wanzai Cold Iron, etc. Just looking at it from afar would make your eyes hurt.

"The King of Dingxi and the King of Zhengxi are here! Haha, now that demon chariot will be in trouble." The characteristics were too distinct. Although they were far away, the martial arts monks recognized Gao Hefeng and Ren Feizhou, and they were all excited, excited, and expectant.

A cultivator in the Divine Will Stage was so excited that he said to the cultivators within a hundred miles of him: "I always heard rumors before, but this time I can see with my own eyes the Hundred Weapons Sword Will of the King of Dingxi and the Tidal Fist Will of the King of Zhengxi! Refining a hundred kinds of top-grade gold materials into the sword will and refining the sea tide into the fist will make people yearn for it. I wish I could imitate the two immortals."

The five disciples around the bright yellow agarwood chariot, including Ji Ming, Lu Dayuan, Chang Ya, and Lu Yao, were sweating in their palms, their heartbeats accelerated, and they were worried and nervous. Can a real person of the One Tribulation Yang God deal with the two human immortals?

The blue and white escape lights flew closer and closer, but just as they entered the ten thousand miles and appeared in front of the bright yellow agarwood chariot, they saw a purple sword light flying out from the chariot that was hidden by bright yellow ribbons, curtains, and golden rays of light. It was as fast as thunder and lightning, and it cut in front of the two escape lights in an instant.

The white light was bright, and there seemed to be countless sharp swords of various types appearing inside. The blue light was dazzling, as if it had turned into an overwhelming blue tide. But the purple sword light pierced through the white and blue lights with great ease and sharpness, as if it was facing two pieces of tofu.

The purple sword light flew back, and the white and blue lights dimmed and extinguished, revealing two figures, falling from the sky to the ground, smashing a big hole in the ground.

There was a dead silence, a dead silence, with only the fierce sound of the high-altitude strong wind blowing. These martial arts monks were filled with uncontrollable panic, worry, and fear, watching the strange and mysterious bright yellow demon chariot slowly but resolutely moving forward, as if the two moths that appeared in front of it were just blocking the road.

After a while, the martial arts monks who were following far away finally recovered.

"The demon in the chariot is indeed a great demon who has cultivated the Yuanshen! Humph, he just relied on a good pure Yang flying sword to sneak attack the two princes when they were not yet stable, so he could win!" Some martial arts practitioners subconsciously found excuses, and changed from calling Yuanshen Zhenren carelessly before to demons and demons, showing their cowardice.

"Demon, demon chariot! When the King of Zhennan arrives, the demon in the demon chariot will be crushed to ashes. He is a man who can shake the world with one punch. Let's see what the demon can do to resist!" Although he still admired the King of Zhennan's strength, there was obvious fear in his tone, and he could no longer find the condescending and deep-rooted confidence in the Taoist monks before.

"Of course, the old man, the King of Zhennan, is an earthly immortal who has survived the heavenly tribulation. And it is said that he has been blessed by the heavens, and is invulnerable to all demons. He is the natural nemesis of demons and demons!" Thinking that there are still great masters on their side who have not appeared, the martial arts monks regained some confidence.

However, most monks stopped talking, just quietly and expectantly waiting, with a hint of worry in their hearts. Fortunately, this bright yellow demon chariot ignored the monks who appeared behind, on both sides, and below, so they did not have to worry about their own lives.

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In the Zhennan Palace, the Zhennan Prince Zhuo Yiping, who had hard lines, thick eyebrows and big eyes, frowned slightly and asked the martial saints in front of him: "Gao Hefeng and Ren Feizhou both died at the hands of the real person in the chariot?"

Originally, they followed Gao Hefeng and Ren Feizhou, but their escape speed was not fast enough, so they could only follow from a distance and witnessed the death of the two human immortals. Afterwards, they returned in panic and reported to Zhuo Yiping: "Reporting to the prince, Prince Gao and Prince Ren died without even the strength to parry under the opponent's sword. That person's cultivation is unfathomable! He is currently heading towards our palace. Come! Please ask the prince to temporarily avoid the capital, join forces with Prince Guo, and rely on the formation to resist, which is the best strategy. "Zhuo Yiping chuckled: "Others don't know him, but I know him. The four-color sword light is still fresh in my memory. I didn't expect that he also survived the first heavenly tribulation. No wonder he is so arrogant. Hey, I have the luck of the dragon vein, and the destiny is on my side. Let's see what virtue and ability he has to dare to come to my door. "The matter of the four-color sword light was not heard by Zhuo Yiping until Gao Hefeng and Ren Feizhou left, so he couldn't stop it, but it was also a test of the opponent's strength for Zhuo Yiping.