Chapter 25: Killing the Murderous Path (Middle)

  At some point, a faint red glow emerged around him, and the old Taoist's figure in mid-air suddenly stagnated for a moment before falling to the ground uncontrollably. Fortunately, he was only more than a foot off the ground, so the fall didn't have any impact.

  "Pfft!" He spat out the blood foam in his mouth, and a sinister smile spread across the old Taoist's face: "Hmph, petty tricks, I've seen everything from mountains of corpses to seas of blood, what's there to fear about this little illusion?"

  Although he said so in his mouth, he still couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of fresh blood. However, with the spitting out of the blood, the old Taoist's dust-brushing seemed to have an even greater force, and the dead bodies that were tied up were all broken into several pieces in a series of eerie hissing sounds, falling to the ground. Once the corpses shattered, they no longer had any possibility of attacking, as if they had already died completely, unable to move again.

  The old Taoist's duster swung once, and it returned to its normal size. Looking at Qin Yifan's figure flying over, he waved his right hand, and a cluster of dust flew towards Qin Yifan's side.

  Qin Yifan's figure in the air made a slight turn, using a few points of empty space to evade the dust threads that were rushing straight at him. His body was not affected in the slightest and he continued forward. Several times, the soft dust threads turned towards him like agile arms, but Qin Yifan used even more agile movements to avoid them.

  "Waves" again, several corpses, just in time to cooperate with Qin Yifan, when the old Taoist was exhausted from dealing with Qin Yifan, they burst through the ground and rushed towards the old Taoist.

  It seems that these corpses don't have any good attacking methods, just simply charging forward. This time, Lao Dao was busy dealing with Qin Yifan who was about to get close, and one of the corpses suddenly rushed out from under Lao Dao's feet, unable to be guarded against, and was knocked flying.

  "Bang", a burst of bright light suddenly appeared on the old Taoist's body, and at the moment the corpse touched him, the light flashed violently. The corpse that had touched the old Taoist suddenly seemed to have come into contact with a fireball, and in an instant it turned into nothingness.

  Immediately afterwards, several corpses almost simultaneously crashed onto the old road, all with the same result. Not even lasting for a few blinks of an eye, they vanished without a trace.

  However, Qin Yifan approached the old Taoist in just a few moments. The bright light on the old Taoist's body was quite intimidating, but Qin Yifan simply swung his knife and accurately slashed at the old Taoist's heart.

  The old Taoist's Taoist skills were profound, but when it came to competing in martial arts, he couldn't keep up with Qin Yifan even if he hurried. He just had time to take a deep breath and let the bright light surrounding his body flash again before he didn't make any other moves. Qin Yifan wielded the kitchen knife carrying Wu Tao's inner power and heavily chopped it onto the old Taoist's body.

  With the sharpness of the vegetable knife, combined with Qin Yifan's inner force, I believe that nothing in the world can withstand such a slash. However, the old Taoist was not just a name, and in the flashing light, Qin Yifan only felt a flash of the knife passing by, as if it didn't feel like cutting flesh.

  A flash of light, the old Taoist's figure appeared not far away, with a face as pale as iron. Just about to say something, he couldn't help but open his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. The smile that was on his face before was gone, replaced by a ferocious expression, accompanied by the spraying blood, it was unspeakably terrifying. The bright light on his body was also gone, a bead that had been cut in half fell to the ground, shattered into several pieces, and then turned into flying ash.

  Yuan Qing, the old Daoist, was furious. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, apart from using his protective jade pendant, even the only substitute Xuanmu Pearl on his body would have been cut in two. This substitute Xuanmu Pearl was extremely rare and could even help block a heavenly lightning attack at critical moments. Who would have thought that in this place, Qin Yifan would destroy one with just a single slash? How could it not pain the old Daoist's heart?

  With a flick of his right hand, the dust suddenly transformed into a huge net, which swooped down on Qin Yifan from not far away. Even if Qin Yifan's movements were quick, it was impossible to dodge such a large net. On the ground, he had just set up the Confusion Array, and even if he wanted to escape through the earth, it would be impossible. Once caught in the net, thinking of the miserable state of those corpses, it could be known that it wouldn't end well.

  Qin Yifan flipped his hand, and the kitchen knife in his hand slashed towards the dust thread falling from the air. Seeing Qin Yifan's action, Yuan Qing Lao Dao burst out laughing. This duster was made with Kunlun Blood Jade as its handle and Tian Shan Ice Silkworm threads, refined through 49 days of Yin Fire, making it tough and unbreakable. And yet, Qin Yifan dared to try to cut the dust thread with just a small kitchen knife?

  It was just the scene in front of him that left the old Taoist stunned. Qin Yifan's kitchen knife touched those dust threads, and it actually cut them into two segments with ease, as if it didn't take any effort at all. In a hurry, the old Taoist quickly withdrew his duster, but the dust threads on it had already been cut off, looking uneven. The old Taoist was both heartbroken and shocked - what kind of thing was Qin Yifan's kitchen knife? It could withstand the sword in his mouth, cut the substitute Xuanmu Pearl in two, and now it had also cut off many of the dust threads on his duster. Was that also some kind of treasure?

  Although shocked in his heart, he didn't dare to be careless. The spiritual attacks that were everywhere here had already made Yuan Qing Lao Dao tired of responding. He thought that a small Xuan Shi, a child who had practiced the simplest corpse control method and couldn't even see any signs of cultivation, plus a royal guard, would be able to easily solve the problem. Unexpectedly, just this little kid was so difficult to deal with.

  There are already some signs of instability, the inner strength has been injured for a long time, and it is still struggling to hold on. If it can't be solved immediately, it will soon fall into siege. The little girl hasn't made a move yet, but she's already taken out her flying sword, waiting for an opportunity to attack.

  With a snap of his jaws, the old Taoist flipped his hand and suddenly produced a wooden sword from nowhere. The dust had just settled on his wrist when it disappeared. Holding the wooden sword, with its tip pointing to the sky, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood onto the sword body. Immediately afterwards, he pointed in Qin Yifan's direction: "Dì!"

  A wave of intense heat rushed forward, Qin Yifan's body moved with his will, a turn, the original side had already exploded with a loud noise, a piece of charred blackness. Just as he was about to attack, he suddenly felt something unusual underground, his figure flashed again, and a huge crack suddenly appeared on the ground.

  Several dodges and weaves, all of which Qin Yifan used his own martial arts and instincts to evade those invisible and intangible attacks, not a single attack was actually hit. However, constantly evading like this wasn't a solution.

  Lao Dao was suppressing the urge to cough up blood, and his heart was secretly crying out in distress. Although on the surface it seemed like he was still attacking, but after a prolonged assault without making any progress, his own body could no longer withstand it. The Xuan Gong within him had already shown signs of dissipating, if he couldn't quickly settle Qin Yifan, then today Lao Dao would have to meet his maker here.