Chapter 264.
Tan Yue’s heart was extremely depressed.
As a true disciple of the Yuan Feng lineage on the Five Peaks Mountain, he had painstakingly accumulated five hundred Hoon Points before redeeming the qualification to train in the Wind Thunder Valley for three months.
He was counting on using this opportunity to break through the bottleneck of the Xuan Yuan Thunder Method.
The Xuan Yuan Thunder Method was a technique inherited from the Five Peaks Mountain, and the power of cultivating it to a high level was extremely astonishing, and it could also enchant magic weapons, greatly enhancing the cultivator’s combat power.
Tan Yue had it all figured out that once he broke through the bottleneck of the Xuan Yuan Thunder Method, he would sign up for this year’s Sect Competition.
As a result, the plan didn’t change as quickly as it should have, Tan Yue had only been practicing for three days in the Wind Thunder Valley, and had only just gained some insight, when the compound was attacked by a spirit bird.
Thinking back to the situation just now, Tan Yue couldn’t help but feel his scalp tingle.
This Thunder Eagle’s natural ability was simply too strong, and a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi cultivation like him was completely unbeatable.
If it wasn’t for Tan Yue’s quick enough reaction, I’m afraid that he would have been a charred corpse on the ground by now.
Lamenting and rejoicing at the same time, Tan Yue piloted his flying boat in a southwestern direction.
Although the Five Peaks Mountain was in the northwest direction.
However, the direction in which the Thunder Eagle had pursued the Purple Mansion of Five Peaks Mountain just now was precisely the northwest.
If he flew in that direction, in case if the spirit bird suddenly turned back, then he would be in bad luck.
Tan Yue was smart, he would rather go around for a thousand miles than encounter the slightest danger!
It was at this time that this Five Peaks Mountain disciple suddenly developed a creepy feeling.
This feeling was like being stared at by some terrifyingly ferocious beast, inspiring a strong instinctive vigilance in him.
Oops!
A thought had just surfaced in Tan Yue’s mind when a powerful and unrivaled sword light shot up from below, instantly piercing through the flying boat under his feet.
Puff!
Tan Yue’s protective Dharma shield seemed like paper mache, failing to block this sword light for even a breath of time.
This Five Peaks Mountain disciple suddenly split into two halves, his boiling hot blood spilling into the air!
“Enemy attack!”
Another Five Peaks Mountain disciple who had been following Tan Yue, the round-faced cultivator witnessed this scene.
At once, his eyes were bared.
While issuing a heart-rending warning, he shook his hand and shot out a Flying Flame Talisman for help!
In the next moment, low thunderous sounds rolled in, causing a strong impact on the round-faced cultivator’s eardrums.
The sword light that had cut Tan Yue in half continued to gain momentum, rushing to a hundred feet in the air before revealing its true appearance.
It was a flying sword with blue-purple electricity lingering all over its body.
This flying sword in the air drew a long trajectory, and towards the round-faced cultivator flying down!
“Purple Ying Wind Thunder Sword!”
The round-faced cultivator was scared out of his wits and howled as he offered up a tortoise shell shield.
The Purple Ying Wind and Thunder Sword was the Five Peaks Mountain’s sect-supporting weapon, usually enshrined in the Ancestor’s Hall, and only the Sect Leader could use it.
This flying sword certainly couldn’t be Five Peaks Mountain’s sect-supporting treasure, but the round-faced cultivator recognized its origin at a glance.
It was a replica held by Liu Yingxiu, one of the Seven Heavenly Cloud Xiu!
Although it was a replica, it had also reached the level of a second-order advanced spiritual weapon, Liu Yingxiu had once swept her peers with this flying sword, but there was no inner disciple of Five Peaks Mountain who did not recognize it!
However, Liu Yingxiu perished half a year ago, and this imitation flying sword was taken away by someone, and the real culprit is still unknown.
Never would I have expected that it would make a reappearance here!
The round-faced cultivator knew very well that the person holding this flying sword was in all likelihood the culprit responsible for Liu Yingxiu’s death.
And the Inner Sect General Hall of the Five Peaks Mountain had been hanging a reward, as long as the murderer could be found, whether it was by providing valid clues or by directly capturing the culprit, then he would be rewarded handsomely.
But there was only one thought in the round-faced cultivator’s mind.
Run!
Not only had the other party sacrificed the Purple Ying Wind and Thunder Sword, but he also mastered a skill like Thunder Sound Sword Qi.
It simply wasn’t something he could fight against.
Click!
In a flash of lightning, the flying sword struck the tortoise armor shield.
The latter instantly burst apart in pieces!
Second rank versus first rank, even if this tortoise armor shield belonged to the very best defensive artifacts, it was still unable to withstand the frontal attack of the Wind Thunder Sword that was imbued with the power of powerful thunder.
However, the round-faced cultivator also bought himself a breath of time.
He was instantly about to crush a talisman he had just taken out.
As a result, a beam of golden gengjin energy suddenly broke through the air and penetrated his body armor without any stagnation.
The round-faced cultivator was shaken, and a fist-sized bloody hole appeared on his head.
At this time, he saw the true face of the murderer.
It was a young cultivator riding a Silver Spirit Flying Shuttle, only a few feet away from him!
The round-faced cultivator let out a miserable laugh, his breath instantly annihilated, and his body plummeted towards the ground.
Heavenly Skill +8
Wang Chen grabbed the storage bag hanging on the other party’s waist in the air.
Buzz~
The Wind and Thunder Sword swiftly flew in front of him, its body slightly trembling, transmitting a sense of joy and pleasure.
The flying sword’s ferocious weapon, fighting and killing was the meaning of its existence.
After this second-order spiritual weapon was obtained by Wang Dust, because of its special origin, it had never been revealed in front of people.
This time, Wang Chuan had allowed the Wind and Thunder Sword to reappear, and it was still the Five Peaks Mountain disciples who were being dealt with.
It was also considered a cycle of karma!
He held the flying sword and injected the Five Yang Qian Thunder Power Qi, causing the spirit sword, which had just consumed a lot of power, to glow again.
Holding the sword in his hand, Wang Chen shouted, “The Guiyuan Sect’s Zhao Wuji is here, does the Five Peaks Mountain turtle grandson dare to fight?”
Both the Guiyuan Sect and the Five Peaks Mountain were his enemies, posing as a disciple of the Guiyuan Sect to deal with a disciple of the Five Peaks Mountain, Wang Chen did not have the slightest bit of moral pressure.
Zhao Wuji was one of the top ten disciples of the Guiyuan Sect, a Jindan Seed like Liu Yingxiu.
Wang Chen hadn’t met Zhao Wuji, but he had known about this disciple of the Guiyuan Sect’s Sect Leader for a long time, and knew that the other party was not only very young, but was also a sword cultivator.
It was said that this guy had a background in the Upper Sect, had an arrogant personality and acted domineeringly, and had clashed with the previous disciples of the Yunyang Sect.
Wang Chuan was now wearing the standardized vestments of the Guiyuan Sect, and was riding the Silver Spirit Shuttle most commonly used by disciples of the Guiyuan Sect, so his disguise as a Guiyuan Sect cultivator was quite real.
As for calling himself Zhao Wuji, whether others believed it or not, that Wang Dust didn’t care.
A stream of light swept towards Wang Dust.
These Five Peaks Mountain cultivators first saw the flying flames of their fellow disciples asking for help, and then heard Wang Dust screaming and cursing, and all of them were furious, wanting to break Wang Dust into pieces!
From a long distance away, they offered up their own magic weapons, and also fastened on talismans.
Several sword cultivators took the lead and quickly approached Wang Duan.
“Good timing!”
Wang Chen let out a loud laugh and suddenly waved out his robe sleeve.
The Wind and Thunder Sword instantly roared out, carrying rolling thunderous sounds to meet his opponents.
How can one or two be enough?
He practiced day and night, endured loneliness and isolation, not to be a long-lived shrunken head turtle.
Today, Wang Dust wants to battle!