My Sword Has a Way

Seeing this, the old man in black frowned and looked at the image of the god in the air with a serious expression.

"It seems like they really don't intend to let us go."

The old man then flipped his hands and took out a black token. He bit his middle finger, smeared the token, and then shouted: "Edict!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man vomited blood, and then the token slowly rose into the air, and instantly became a hundred feet large, like a portal between heaven and earth. After that, the portal opened wide, and a huge black shadow stepped out of it, with a murderous aura rising to the sky!

"Demon General!"

The face of the middle-aged monk in the distance turned extremely ugly, and he looked at the old man in black with a look of determination to die.

The one that walked out of the black portal was the Heavenly Demon that cultivators feared the most. This creature was bloodthirsty by nature, could create clones outside the domain, and its strength would grow stronger as the battle went on, making it extremely difficult to kill.

What the middle-aged cultivator feared the most was that if this demon could not be destroyed, all the people in Longyang City would be affected by its violent energy and would have evil thoughts in their hearts, with disastrous consequences.

The middle-aged monk then sat cross-legged in the air, looked down at his junior fellow apprentice and said, "Your Highness, please leave! Ask for help from the sect!"

After saying this, he pinched his fingers and pointed them at his forehead, and then a golden holy light merged into the silver talisman floating in front of him.

The old man in black in the distance saw this and yelled, "Mad man!"

At this time, several figures flashed out from all directions of Longyang City, all heading towards the west gate.

Seeing this, the old man in black did not dare to be careless, and hurriedly pulled the young man in black on the ground and ran out of the city.

The young man in the python robe not far away frowned, and quickly took out a piece of yellow paper from his waist, and wrote on it quickly. In just half a breath, he had completed the talisman.

The young man made a gesture with his fingers, and the yellow talisman suddenly began to explode, and it burned out in just a moment!

At this time, on a steep peak within the territory of Daliang State, two people were playing black and white in a pavilion. A cute little boy and a hunched-backed old man with a white beard stood opposite each other, just like a grandfather and grandson playing chess, and they were having a lot of fun.

"Meng Chun, this move of yours is really wrong. If my white piece enters the battle formation, your black dragon will die. Don't you think twice?"

The old man smiled and looked at the cute boy in front of him with a wry smile on his face.

The boy shook his head: "No matter how hard I struggle, I can't escape the prison of the master brother. Is it possible to go up to the sky and into the earth?"

The old man stroked his white beard and smiled slightly: "Everything is determined by fate. It was destined when you played the black chess piece. If you went against the trend, you might still have a chance of survival. But you are just like this. Not only are you stubborn, but you are also always wavering. Sigh..."

The boy stood up and looked at the floating clouds outside the pavilion. He couldn't help but sneered and said, "Okay, you can talk about some great principles. If you really treat me well, you won't make things difficult for me and cause my cultivation to plummet and my reputation to ruin!"

The old man wanted to say something else when suddenly a golden talisman appeared before his eyes, and then turned into a stream of light and sank into the old man's body.

The old man frowned and said to the boy in front of him: "A demon general from the Western Region has appeared in Longyang City."

The boy was surprised, then smiled faintly: "You can go by yourself, I, Su Mengchun, still need to recover my cultivation, so I don't have time!"

After saying this, the boy disappeared into the pavilion.

Seeing this, the old man smiled helplessly and then disappeared into the distance.

At this time in Longyang City, the demon general in the sky had already swung his sword towards the Dharma image of the god. When the two sides collided, a terrifying air wave spread for dozens of miles, roaring like thunder, and the sound shook all around.

In just a few breaths, the two phantoms, each dozens of feet tall, had exchanged no less than a dozen moves.

The middle-aged monk under the shadow of the god had blood at the corner of his mouth which had already flowed onto his robe, but he remained unmoved.

At this time, several cultivators at the periphery all worked together to resist the violent spiritual power left by the collision of the two phantoms.

"Jingbin, leave it to me, Master."

A hunchbacked old man appeared out of nowhere next to the middle-aged monk.

Xiushen's body trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes. When he saw the old man, he smiled and said, "Master, I have embarrassed you."

The old man shook his head and looked at the demon general in the sky. Then a stream of light shot into the silver talisman. In an instant, the rune lit up and the divine light of the god in the sky shone. With one mace, he knocked the shadow of the demon general away.

The old man smiled faintly at this and said softly: "How can an evil creature like you contend with the Demon-Subduing Heavenly Master of Wolong Mountain? You are overestimating yourself!"

As the God's Dharma Image continued to swing his mace, the shadow of the demon general gradually became shaky, and even the demonic energy on his body gradually dissipated. Then a demonic sound rang out between heaven and earth, and the shadow of the demon turned into a black gas and was about to flee into the distance. The God's Dharma Image opened its mouth wide, and all the black threads had nowhere to escape and entered the God's stomach, then turned into a faint golden light and dissipated from heaven and earth.

The old man came to the young man in the python robe in the distance, bowed to the middle-aged man behind the young man and said: "Zhang Xuanming greets His Majesty."

The middle-aged man said quickly, "Master Zhang, you are too polite. I would like to thank you for your heroic act on behalf of the people of Longyang."

The hunchbacked old man smiled slightly and said, "It is the duty of monks like me to eliminate demons and defend the Way. Your Majesty, there is no need to do this."

"Master, I..."

The young man in the dragon robe standing by hesitated apologetically.

Seeing this, the old man smiled and said, "Everything should be done within one's ability, and there is no need to blame oneself. After this matter is settled, you will follow me into the mountains to practice, and you must not cause any more trouble."

The boy nodded and said nothing more.

In a valley hundreds of miles outside Longyang City, two figures, one old and one young, were hiding in a cave, breathlessly.

The two people were none other than Zhang Yunnan and his companion who had escaped from Longyang City before. In order to prevent himself from being caught, the old man used two purple Fangcun Talismans in just half a quarter of an hour. You should know that this kind of purple talisman is extremely rare, and each one is worth more than ten enlightenment coins. An ordinary Xuanhai realm cultivator might not be able to buy two with all his belongings.

At this time, the old man's face was pale and blood was constantly flowing out. He could have stabilized his injuries with a little rest, but the demon general dissipated and he encountered the backlash of the black token. His luck dissipated rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, which frightened the old man.

The old man quickly swallowed a pill, his hands kept moving, and instantly his whole body was shrouded in a layer of black mist, which was particularly scary.

The young man in black was guarding the cave entrance outside, his face solemn, and it was unknown what he was thinking about.

Half an hour later, the old man began to finish his practice. As the black air gradually disappeared, the old man slowly opened his eyes, stood up and looked at the young man outside the cave. With a smile on his face, the old man walked out.

"Grandpa Qin, you..."

The young man looked at the old man in black in front of him with shock, and kept backing away.

At this moment, the old man's eyes were sunken and lifeless, giving people a feeling that he was about to die and might pass away at any time.

"Young Master, I have something to tell you. Please come closer."