Chapter Twelve: Not A Ghost Under The Sword

  Jin Ping'er knelt down and slowly approached the body of San Miao's wife, suddenly seeming to sense something, her goose-yellow sleeve secretly grasping a purple awn blade, her kneeling pace unchanged.

  Zhang Yufan still didn't notice and followed behind her into the mourning hall.

  Li Xun and Yan Hong were both overjoyed, thinking that Jin Ping'er would soon fall into their hands.

  Fashang looked at Zhang Yufan not far away, but in his heart, he had a different taste. Tianyin owed him too much, how could he repay it? Master Puzhi, you have given your disciple a big problem! Among the countless debts in the world, this emotional debt is the hardest to repay!

  Lin Jingyu was stunned, never expecting that the person who would appear here with Jin Ping'er would be Zhang Xiaofan, who was as close to him as a brother. Although he had turned to the demonic path and was ruthless in his dealings within the demonic sect, he had not heard of him doing anything truly evil in this world. The name "demonic" was just a label that made it hard for him to let go. He looked at Lu Xueqi, who usually handled things calmly and had her own principles, perhaps she would be the best answer to his dilemma.

  Jin Ping'er's sobs gradually weakened, as if she was exhausted and powerless. Li Xun was delighted, but at this moment, a purple aura suddenly surged up in front of him, covering an area of about one zhang (a unit of length). Even Lu Xueqi, who had exchanged blows with her before, was greatly shocked by Jin Ping'er's rapid progress in her Taoist skills. The wooden doors on both sides of the two people shattered instantly. If Yan Hong hadn't pulled him away in time, Jin Ping'er would have cut him down with a single knife stroke from outside the door.

  "The demonic cult's female demon is indeed ruthless!" The speaker was dressed in Taoist attire, holding the Seven Star Sword, and was none other than Xiao Yicai, the first disciple of Tongtian Peak. Following closely behind him was naturally Lin Jingyu.

  Although Zhi Hao was skilled and diligent, the treacherous Qing Yun had betrayed him, causing the disciples of Long Shou Peak to hang their heads in shame for ten years. Before leaving the mountain, he specifically instructed Lin Jing Yu that any achievements or merits must be attributed to himself, so that the younger generation could establish their own prestige and Long Shou Peak could regain its honor. Lin Jing Yu understood this reasoning and redoubled his efforts, making rapid progress in his cultivation.

  Facing this demonic cult's female devil, both of them were upright and dignified, with a hint of immortal elegance.

  "Haha... " Jin Ping'er smiled charmingly, her slender figure and gentle eyes captivating Li Xun's soul. He was so enchanted that he lost his senses for a moment, until Yan Hong covered his eyes with her hand, bringing him back to reality after a while.

  Xiao Yicai and Lin Jingyu both felt a little dazed, and for a moment, they lost their focus. Fortunately, the two had high moral integrity and quickly regained their composure, shouting in anger: "Shameless demoness, stop using your wicked spells to confuse my mind!"

  Jin Bier retorted with a twisted logic: "Killing someone with one knife is killing, and killing someone with a thousand knives is also killing. Beheading is killing, and digging out the heart is also killing. What's the difference? You and I are both murderers who have killed countless people. What qualifications do we have to comment on others?"

  Li Xun was furious, grasping his magic treasure and about to charge over, but he was a step too slow. Lin Jingyu took the lead and unexpectedly fought against Jin Ping'er's Zi Mang Blade before Xiao Yi could even react.

  Xiao Yizai's thoughts are extremely deep, and he also knows the reason behind this. Firstly, Longshou Peak urgently needs such achievements to restore its prestige, and secondly, if he doesn't take action against Jinping'er, does he want to deal with that ghostly Ji who is like a close brother to him? This may be the answer he wants most.

  Only one of the two who came together was left, Zhang Yu Fan. This face is handsome enough to fascinate many beauties in "Xian Xia", but trouble also comes with this face. The people in front are all self-righteous, and Mo Jiao Gui Li is also a loud name. Especially if others are okay, if Li Xun personally beheads him, wouldn't it be a big shock in the righteous way?

  Li Xun nodded silently, thinking that if he could personally kill Gui Li, wouldn't it prove that he was stronger than him? It would also give him more prestige in front of Xue Qi. With a firm grip on his treasured artifact, the Haoguang Dasheng, he charged towards Zhang Yufan.

  Zhang Yu Fan took one look at the treasure in the visitor's hand and knew it was Li Xun from Fengxiang Valley. This person was a self-important and arrogant fellow, although he also considered himself orthodox, but often did some despicable things. Of course, as the most favored disciple of the master of Fengxiang Valley, his Taoist skills were also quite impressive. He didn't dare to be slow, but he knew that his injuries couldn't withstand him using strong internal energy, especially not fierce martial arts like the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms. For now, he could only use the subtle and nimble Lingbo Wei Bu footwork to dodge this swift and ruthless attack.

  "Bastard, it's really inexplicable. Everyone wants to find me and fight, who provoked whom?" He cursed in his heart, his footsteps changing into more than a dozen moves in an instant. In his mind, he thought that among the many martial arts classics, not only could he use Jin Dashao's, but there should be others as well. After thinking about it, he came to the conclusion that there was only one "Little Li Flying Dagger". However, at present, apart from flying with ten fingers, he had nothing else, and he still had to rely on Jin Dashao's body.

  Li Xun's moves were even faster and more ruthless, Zhang Yu Fan was not a fool, he knew that this person was determined to take his life, his heart chilled at how cruel and poisonous this person was, was it just because of the struggle between good and evil? Hmph, I think you have ulterior motives, if you become a human being, don't blame me for being ruthless.

  At this time, Lu Xueqi slowly appeared, her brow furrowed even more certain that the person in front of her was not Gui Lie. Her cultivation method was so exquisite that even when she wanted to kill him on the Moon Watching Platform, she didn't see him use it. At the same time, her face changed slightly, and she felt a little ashamed. After all, she had been leaning on his chest for a while, and he hadn't taken advantage of her vulnerability, which was rare. She hoped that after today, she would still be alive, and silently sighed in her heart, deciding it was better not to make a move.

  Fa Xiang looked at Zhang Yuefan, who was swaying back and forth beside Li Xun, and first felt surprised that this was the kind of wonderful method of cultivation. Li Xun's harshness every day couldn't touch his body, then he felt bewildered, wondering if this person was really Zhang Xiaofan's master. Why couldn't he feel the evil energy on his body? The Buddhist, Taoist, and demonic cultivations were all strange and unusual, unlike any secret techniques that had appeared in this world before. He let out a bitter laugh, as if saying how foolish he was. Zhang Xiaofan's cultivation had always been extremely unusual, ever since the appearance of the soul-eating demon, it had never been normal. Now that his Dao method had changed, it was only to be expected. Perhaps this was just a manifestation of him integrating the three schools of cultivation.

  In the field.

  Lin Jing's swordsmanship was sharp and fierce, with a strong and powerful force that advanced straight forward without leaving any room for retreat. Even if the opponent had a large opening, there would be no chance to counterattack, as each move was faster than the previous one, and each sword strike was quicker than the last.

  Jin Ping'er was not inferior, the purple awn blade's cold light was one wave higher than another, Lin Jingyu's style was strong and fierce but she countered every move, her strength was surprisingly not inferior to this seven-foot-tall man, the knife edge's rapid changes were strange and unpredictable, if it weren't for Lin Jingyu's desperate fighting style making him cautious, an ordinary person would have probably already died at her hands.

  "It's strange, Lin Xun's move was so fierce, but I was able to counterattack with just one blow, and the warm energy in my body is endless, without any discomfort. This Nine Suns Divine Skill is indeed amazing, but I don't know if he can withstand Li Xun's next attack with his serious injuries... Thinking of this, her beautiful eyes showed a few hints of guilt, and also a few hints of inexplicability - she was always aloof, yet at this moment, she was worried about someone else."

  Zhang Yufan's use of Lingbo Weibu consumed very little true energy, but it still stirred up his internal injuries, causing a dull ache. He was about to fall into Li Xun's trap, and in desperation, he decided to resort to that one poisonous move. "Li Xun, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

  Li Xun was taken aback at first, but then he sneered, "Hmph, after so many moves, you still haven't made a move, I suppose you're just a fake who's all bark and no bite. I don't know how Lu Shimei could like someone as insincere as you. Once I've finished you off, she'll be disappointed for sure. Who in the world can rival me? Thinking this, his hand relaxed slightly before he was about to deliver the fatal blow.

  It's strange that at this moment, Zhang Yufan's footsteps seemed to slow down, as if he was exhausted, but suddenly a white light flashed before his eyes and Li Xun's jade ruler came crashing down on his head. Zhang Yufan shouted "Well done!" and raised both palms simultaneously, as if he wanted to use both palms to catch the jade ruler.

  Everyone was shocked at Li Xun's Taoist skills, which could be countered with just a pair of palms. This was undoubtedly a dead end. Even Lu Xueqi's face changed dramatically, and she secretly thought, "His life is over!" Unbeknownst to her, perhaps it was because his face resembled Xiao Fan's too much, but in her heart, she felt some reluctance.

  Li Xun cursed again, "Fool!" and increased the force in his hand, determined to split Zhang Yufan in two. But what happened next was even more unexpected. As Zhang Yufan reached out to take the jade ruler, he suddenly opened his arms wide to both sides, completely exposing his face under the ruler. Even Li Xun was shocked, but still swung down with all his might.

  Just as the jade ruler was about to strike, it suddenly stopped in its tracks, as if it had been affected by some strange force. Li Xun felt his entire body's strength disappear instantly, and his blood seemed to be flowing backwards. The arm in his line of sight began to wither away. He only then remembered that he hadn't seen Zhang Xiaofan's Soul-Devouring Staff anywhere, could it be hidden in his sleeve? But this couldn't explain anything, since he was clearly using both hands... what on earth...

  Li Xun was shocked at the time, and the crowd around him was discolored. Yan Hong was even more surprised, his senior brother seemed to have aged decades in an instant, his vital energy was about to be sucked dry by that person. Without thinking much, he flashed and rushed up, but as soon as he touched this mysterious power, his body softened and suffered the same fate.

  Fa Xiang was shocked and shouted: "Zhang Shi Zhu, spare your life!" Before he finished speaking, a blue light had already cut out, and it turned out that Lu Xue Qi had made her move.