Transmigration begins with archery training

"Come again!"

Qiu Yan immediately gave the order to the Soul-Devouring Beast.

Having learned his lesson the hard way, Chen Sanshi was well-prepared. He drew his Purple Thunder Bow to its fullest extent, unleashing a barrage of golden-scaled blades that pierced directly into the mouth of the Soul-Devouring Beast.

"Ow!!!"

The sharp blade sliced ​​through the softest part of the mouth, and the roar of the two-headed soul-devouring beast turned into a wail. Blood gushed from the mouth of the left head, leaving only the right head spewing out a thick mist of blood.

Although the blood mist covered a wide area, it did not spread very quickly, allowing Chen Sanshi to escape easily. He transformed the Purple Thunder Bow in his hand into the Profound Origin Sword, and his Water Element True Power surged from the void, ready to strike the troublesome Two-Headed Soul-Devouring Beast.

The other two black-robed cultivators did not stand idly by. Each held a flying knife wreathed in bloody energy, intending to launch a pincer attack on the archer and create an opportunity for their sect leader.

However, at the moment their throwing knives fell, the figure of the cultivator opposite seemed to twist and turn strangely like flowing water, disappearing from the gap between the two throwing knives.

When they reappeared, they were already behind them.

"Wow—"

The Xuan Yuan Sword flashed and disappeared, the sound of a babbling brook rang in my ears, the water meandered by, and the heads of two black-robed cultivators fell to the ground.

Chen Sanshi smoothly arrived in front of the Soul-Devouring Beast. His sword flashed and he directly sliced ​​off the left side of the beast's head, which was capable of launching a divine sense attack. Then, he smoothly turned around and was about to pierce the other ferocious beast head.

But at that moment, he noticed a pitch-black Gu worm that had appeared beside him at some unknown time. Due to his damaged spiritual sense, he only noticed it when it was right next to him.

Thick earth battle!

Shining with golden light, the earth's soil solidified into a shield before him.

Almost simultaneously, the Devouring Cicada hovered and exploded, unleashing a tsunami-like aura that distorted even the void.

Chen Sanshi staggered backward, along with the shield carrying murderous aura. Seeing that Qiu Yan had already approached him, he immediately formed hand seals, and dense sword energy surged from behind him to the sky and merged into one, transforming into a giant sword that descended from the sky.

"..."

During his advance, Qiu Yan had no choice but to summon the glass shield again to withstand the massive sword that was falling straight down.

"Rumble--"

After several rounds of combat, the two sides distanced themselves from each other.

Qiu Yan removed the glass shield, put one hand behind his back, and silently crushed the sensing talisman to send a request for help to his fellow disciples in the Seven Killings Sect.

At the same time, he spoke up to buy time: "Fellow Daoist Xiao, the forbidden area is full of treasures. There's no need for us to fight to the death. How about we each take a step back and divide the spoils equally?"

"boom!"

Chen Sanshi's Qi Observation Technique had already noticed the fluctuations in the talisman. He wasted no time, and with a stomp of his foot as if crossing the sea, he swung his sword backward with both hands. The surging waves layered on the sword's edge, and after accumulating to the extreme, they swept forward with tremendous force, unleashing a devastating burst of true power!

Verbal delays proved useless, so Qiu Yan had no choice but to unleash his natal magic weapon, a crescent-shaped scimitar that, as it spun, seemed to truly transform into a blood moon, radiating a powerful, bloody aura as it crashed into the surging river.

"clang--"

The sound of clashing metal echoed through the mountains and fields, and no living creature dared to approach within a radius of several miles.

After exchanging blows, both sides retreated more than a hundred paces.

Chen Sanshi's legs, embedded in the ground, plowed two furrows into the thick earth.

Qiu Yan, on the other hand, retracted his curved sword and continuously flipped his body to dissipate the force, finally landing steadily on the top of a locust tree.

The opponent is at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage. Chen Sanshi's combined Immortal Martial Arts are no weaker than that level. As long as he is careful of the opponent's strange methods, he can definitely win by playing it safe and steady.

I'm afraid we don't have that much time.

The demonic cultivators have most likely already sought help from their fellow disciples; if this drags on any longer, things could become dangerous.

Qiu Yan clearly intended to do just that, standing motionless on the treetop, ready to defend at any moment, in order to stall for time.

The nearest fellow disciple can arrive in just the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

The bigger the commotion, the more people will notice.

It's important to understand that it wasn't just the Seven Killings Sect that wanted Xiao Feng dead, but the entire Beiyang Dao, and even all the prestigious sects.

This person is connected to the Han court in Dongsheng Shenzhou!

"Xiao Feng, your identity has been exposed, you are doomed!"

Qiu Yan narrowed his eyes and said, "The only way to survive now is to join my Seven Kills Sect. As long as you agree, you will receive plenty of benefits."

Heavenly River Sword Technique, Nine Heavens Waterfall.

"Crash-"

Without uttering a single wasted word, Chen Sanshi steadied himself and soared into the air once more. The Xuan Yuan Iron Sword roared continuously, like a divine beast emerging from the water, sweeping across the raging waves.

"He cultivates both immortality and martial arts; he's quite a character."

As Qiu Yan enhanced his scimitar with magic, he sneered, "If this continues, I may not be your match, but you will definitely not be able to hurt me within twenty rounds!"

"Soul Eater!"

His curved blade spun again, transforming into a crimson moon as it slashed forward, while the two-headed Soul-Devouring Beast, missing a head, roared and lunged into the air.

Swords clashed, and magical power surged.

Qiu Yan's hands, which were gripping the sword-controlling incantation, trembled incessantly. He felt as if he were trying to shake a mountain or to single-handedly resist a raging flood. Fortunately, with all his might, he managed to withstand the attack.

But just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt the mountains above him become incredibly hot, as if they had turned into a fiery mountain. The opponent's true energy was no longer like a flood, but like a raging sea of ​​fire.

Another kind of true power?

Qiu Yan watched as the water wrapped around the iron sword evaporated completely, replaced by scorching flames and... sword energy a hundred or a thousand times sharper!

Dragon Abyss, unsheathe!

"boom--"

The Dragon Abyss Sword was suddenly drawn, its blade sweeping across the ground. In an instant, it seemed as if a divine dragon had emerged from the abyss, its surging divine power overlooking everything.

Caught off guard, Qiu Yan's natal magic weapon nearly went out of control under the impact. He hurriedly added several talismans to enhance the spell and barely managed to hold on.

But the opponent's attack was not over yet. First, a cold glint flashed, and then a huge dragon head carrying blazing fire instantly filled the pupil.

Chen Sanshi, who was opposite the demonic cultivator, had long since changed from holding longswords with both hands to holding a gun in one hand and Longyuan in the other. The true energy surrounding his body had also changed to fire!

Qiu Yan was sent flying backward like an iron ball, crashing into several trees before slamming heavily onto a boulder, his body embedded in it. The boulder shattered under the terrifying impact, kicking up clouds of dust.

"Roar!"

The Soul-Devouring Beast pounced, opening its blood-red maw to spew poisonous mist at close range, leaving its opponent no way to dodge. But before it could even open its mouth, a bright silver spear pierced through it, piercing through its entire skull.

Chen Sanshi stood on one leg on a tree branch, using his spear to hold the struggling beast's massive body. The blazing fire burned along the spear shaft, quickly turning most of the body into ashes. The remaining half of the body crashed to the ground, never to be seen again.