Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 105 Killing each other
In the cave, there were many ferocious monsters surrounding him. A dark blue devilish wind was surging around Xie Shu, and the sound of evil scriptures being chanted could be heard.

Xu Xuan had already guessed that this person was connected to Wu Huang, but he didn't expect that he would show up here. The other party's aura was far stronger than that of Xu Xuan and Zuo Hemo.

Xie Shu raised his hand slightly and clenched it, and Xu Xuan felt his heart tighten, the energy in his body rushed backward, and he immediately vomited blood.

'Building the foundation.'

Xu Xuanxin almost sank to the bottom of the valley. Xie Shu broke through the sixth level too late that year, and it was clear that he had no hope of building a foundation. But now he was quietly building a foundation, and the speed was so fast that he was even ahead of the direct descendants of all the families in the prairie.

Zuo Hemo on the side also had a solemn expression. Although there were many Qi Refining-level monsters, they could still resist them with the sword energy. But if a Foundation Establishment-level monster came, the two of them might not be able to defeat them in one move.

Xie Shu took a step forward, and the surrounding monsters retreated and crouched aside, obviously obeying his orders.

"Xu Xuan, long time no see."

His voice was gentle, like an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, and he greeted him softly.

"Valley Master Xie and I are not acquaintances."

Xu Xuan held Hengguang tightly, thunder and fire raging. He was already at the end of his strength, and at this moment he forced himself to concentrate and deal with the person in front of him.

"Controlling the human heart and blood, it seems a bit like the inheritance of Fuxue Mountain in the past. It seems that it is the cultivation of "blood qi."

The sect had records of the Blood Demon Subduing Sect's skills, so Xu Xuan naturally saw through Xie Shu's approach.

Facing a Foundation Establishment cultivator, the pressure was so immense that Xu Xuan and Zuo Hemo had to gather all their energy and pay close attention to the other person's every move.

"I'm here on orders, not to take your lives."

Xie Shu looked over with a smile and continued:
"Only one of you two can leave today."

The fog above the cave dissipated, and a star map gradually appeared, similar to the one in the main hall of Kongjianmen. A red sword light stopped between the stars.

"Now let's see, whoever of you can gain the recognition of that sword light will survive."

Zuo Hemo sneered and said softly:
"Isn't this the [Fengxuan Sword Qi]? It turns out that the reason for all this planning is for this item."

Xie Shu shook his head, looked at him with a smile, and said softly:

"It should be the sword energy. Your knowledge of the Kongjian Sect is still shallow."

"Now, both of you take up your swords and see who is more skilled in swordsmanship. The one who can gain the approval of the [Fengxuan Sword Qi] will live."

Xu Xuan frowned and said softly:
"What if I say no?"

Xie Shu's smile grew wider, as if he had heard something funny, and he said sinisterly:

"If you obey, you still have a chance to survive. If you dare to resist, the whole sect will be destroyed."

Then the pale man's body began to dissolve, turning into something like a placenta, with blood flowing everywhere.

Xie Shu's voice continued to ring out:
"Don't hesitate. If you delay even a step, you will die a violent death, and your own sect will be buried with you."

After he finished speaking, the demon fetus that Xie Shu transformed into stopped moving and just kept trembling. The surrounding monsters surrounded the Taoist platform again.

The two of them stood on this platform. Zuo Hemo mentioned Chen He and said in a deep voice:

"Draw out your sword."

The opponent seemed to have made up his mind, invisible and intangible sword energy flowed, and starlight fell.

Xu Xuan stroked Hengguang gently. He and Zuo Hemo didn't have a very good relationship, they were just acquaintances. But the current situation made him feel more depressed.

A feeling of powerlessness arose, as if he was being manipulated by others and unable to resist, and then anger came. He and Zuo Hemo had to fight to the death in order to survive, but in the eyes of others, they were probably just trapped beasts in a cage.

If they fought with all their might, Xu Xuan felt that he could win, but how credible could Xie Shu's words be?
"If you can't see through it, can't guess it, where is the way out?"

"Xu Xuan."

Zuo Hemo took a step forward, pointed the tip of his sword forward, and said in a low voice:

"The situation compels me to draw my sword. Life and death are determined by fate, so you don't have to hold back."

"If I live, I will take care of Da Chi. If you live, I hope you will take care of Kong Jian a little bit."

Xu Xuan held Hengguang tightly, looked at the demon fetus transformed by Xie Shu, and then looked at the red sword energy in the star map in the sky, with something in mind.

Zuo He tacitly accepted his fate, but Xu Xuan refused to give in. Until just now, he had been concentrating on sensing the Xuanqing Dao book in his body.

[Taishang Fengxuanshu], the Fengxuan Sword Canon is recorded in it, but there is no movement at the moment.

The cave turned into a sword box, and the golden sword intent of the True Lord inside could be felt, but it only trembled slightly and then there was no change.

"Tian Tuo!"

Xu Xuan called out with his mind, but the old demon disappeared and no longer spoke.

Zuo Hemo drew his sword, and the sword energy attacked, forcing Xu Xuan to parry. Hengguang and Chenhe clashed, and the two magic swords wailed, like tears and complaints. "Something's not right with the other party."

Xu Xuan observed carefully, the sword light surged, and using the sword box to sense it, he saw the golden hook snake hiding in the star map above, hanging down two golden lines to hook himself and Zuo Hemo.

"It's really the magical power at work. Zuo Hemo is only practicing Qi cultivation, how can he resist it?"

The opponent's invisible and intangible sword energy shuttled through the air, and Xu Xuan also used his true anger at this moment. He was not a person who would sit and wait for death. If the opponent really wanted to kill him, he would not hold back.

The calamity pool appeared, and two flying swords carrying heavenly thunder fell down with bursts of thunder sounds. Xu Xuan took out three swords at the same time and slashed at the opponent. The sword energy mixed with the lightning poured down, covering Zuo Hemo's figure.

The opponent's figure was erratic and kept flashing. The starlight turned into a galaxy, condensing on his body and dissolving the lightning.

The opponent's eyes were bloodshot, and he seemed to have lost his mind, but the spells and sword moves in his hands were not disordered at all. After all, the "Wukong Sword Art" was a fourth-grade sword art, with many changes and difficult to grasp.

Relying on his abundant blood and powerful magic power, Xu Xuan was in much better condition than Zuo Hemo. He swung out three swords at the same time and gradually turned from defense to offense.

[Jade Blood Heart] was active, drawing blood and qi to repair injuries. Xu Xuan's magic power recovered much faster. As a result, Zuo Hemo fell into a disadvantage.

The demon fetus transformed by Xie Shu suddenly changed. A beam of blood flew out and landed on Zuo Hemo, causing his momentum to surge and his magic power to recover, and he actually overwhelmed Xu Xuan.

"Thank you, Shu!"

Xu Xuan shouted angrily, but then he heard Xie Shu's voice ringing out, surrounding him and laughing:

"My Lord, you only want to decide the winner, but you can't forbid me from helping anyone."

The situation is not good at the moment. His injuries have not yet recovered. With the help of the blood, Zuo Hemo's aura has completely reached its peak. The sword energy is overwhelming and very difficult to deal with.

'How do we break the impasse?'

If Xie Shu continues to target Xu Xuan, he will undoubtedly be defeated and die on the spot.

The starlight collided with the lightning, and Xu Xuan looked at the squirming demon fetus with cold eyes.
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In the vast void, outside the Chi Ming Palace.

A young man in a golden Taoist robe appeared. He had a noble appearance and an otherworldly temperament. He sat cross-legged on a golden cloud, with gold and jade constantly falling from his body.

Looking at the black spells wriggling around him, the Wanjin Zhenren looked at the pale hands holding up the cave and said softly:
"Senior, there's still no conclusion inside. Can that [Fengxuan Sword Qi] in the sky really fall?"

"After all, they are two lower sects, and their inheritance is incomplete. Can they really be recognized?"

Yuan Xie's voice sounded, coldly saying:
"Is it feasible? Didn't Wen Fufeng confirm it before?"

"If he were still alive, and had achieved the Purple Palace by now, he could easily channel the [Fengxuan Sword Qi] with his natal magic sword. Why would he need to refine the [Fengxuan Evil-Removing Blade]?"

Wan Jin frowned slightly when he heard this and said in a low voice:
"Wen Fufeng was a great man, but unfortunately he was destined to die from the beginning. Now that these two lineages have withered, I don't know how long it will take for a Purple Mansion Sword Immortal to emerge."

Yuan Xie's sneering laughter sounded, surrounding the void.

"Even if he did, so what? I, Sky Poison Mountain, bet on Wen Fufeng back then, betting that he could succeed, but in the end, it was all in vain. Several immortal sects wanted him dead."

"'Poison' is something the Immortals cannot tolerate in the first place. Now, allowing the Great Witch to achieve enlightenment is simply forced by circumstances. They're even going so far as to cut off the path for future generations. You Immortals are full of calculations everywhere."

Wan Jin remained silent. The three paths of witchcraft and sorcery were all extremely ancient traditions, and their essence was different from that of immortals, so they were not of the same kind.

At this moment, golden energy surged around this immortal. He pinched two golden threads in his hands, slightly pulling them. He looked at the black spells around him and said softly:

"No matter what the senior thinks, the [Xuan Yue Sword Dao Oath] must be broken. 'Xuan Qi' and 'Tai Yin' are not apparent, 'Huo Du' is used as an oath, and the status of the fruit is high. The power was great back then, and we must be on guard."

These words touched Yuan Xie's sore spot. He snorted coldly, and countless black spells surged, filled with murderous intent.

Wan Jin's face was solemn. He lightly clenched his fist, and a golden long sword appeared in his hand. It was engraved with the pattern of a leaping hook snake. There were golden scales on the hilt, exuding a strong aura of gold and jade.

Yuan Xie finally stopped and said coldly:
"Giving the Golden Scale to you would be a waste of such a gift."

"This thing was once as famous as the [Pearl Falling Transformation Talisman], both of them are important tools of Jin De. That talisman knocked Yang Dingguang off his path, but this [Golden Scale] has no reputation in your hands."

Wan Jin felt relieved when he saw the other party stop, and he did not dare to mention the past anymore. He said softly:
"The [Pearl Falling Transformation Talisman] was left by the True Lord, so it's naturally extraordinary. It was able to knock down that old fire crow. Although the [Golden Scale] contains sword intent, it's still far inferior."

Yuan Xie stopped talking and focused on the situation in Chi Ming Mansion.

Wan Jin turned his gaze to the star map, and the red sword light was flowing, and there were actually signs of being shaken.

"We will know today whether or not there is a master in the [Hengguang] position. If there is no one, I am afraid those who cultivate "Bing Fire" will try to attack."

Wan Jin thought about it for a moment. He was born in Taizhen Sect and cultivated "Gen Jin". The change in the position of Fire Virtue had little to do with him.

"Evil Poison has returned to its place, and even if the Dao oath is broken, how can a mere True Lord contend with the Immortal Dao?"

He calmed down and focused on watching the fight in Chi Ming Mansion. The man named Xie Shu seemed to be making some small moves, which made Wan Jin unhappy.

"Forget it, as long as I can shake up the sword energy and refine the [Fengxuan Jie Evil Blade], that will be enough."

The situation is still under control. Wan Jin holds the golden thread in his hand and activates his magical powers again. The outcome is about to be decided. Let's see who will live and who will die?

(End of this chapter)