The Young Swordsman: The Taoist Priest of Qingcheng Has Descended the Mountain

Sikong Changfeng snorted coldly and swung his spear: "Broken Wind!"

A powerful gust of wind pressure burst out instantly.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Yu's face revealed a triumphant smile.

The Confucian Sword Immortal's expression changed again: "No! If this thing gets out, the entire Snow Moon City will suffer."

This poisonous gas contains not only divine softness, but also a deadly poison that can erode the soul and corrode the bones.

He is a sword immortal, so naturally he can resist this poison.

But if an ordinary person were to get infected, they would likely be reduced to ashes instantly.

Clearly, Sikong Changfeng had also realized this, but by then it was too late to back down.

"Hehe, thanks to Gun Immortal for lending me this opportunity."

Oh dear, I really don't know how to thank you enough.

"The Gun Immortal must have been a dashing young man in his youth; why don't I offer myself to him?"

Jiang Yu chuckled, then his body surged forward, and two skeletal claws sprouted from his ribs, grabbing Sikong Changfeng's spear.

His two hands, emanating a corrosive death aura, slammed directly towards Sikong Changfeng's face.

Sikong Changfeng remained calm and snorted coldly, "Do you think I, Sikong Changfeng, am a pushover?"

After saying that, he channeled his inner energy and unleashed the power of his spear. Jiang Yu, however, seemed unaffected, and lightly retreated, licking his hand on his tongue with a look of ecstasy.

"Oh dear, brother, don't be angry. You really are full of masculinity, I like it very much."

"Why don't you become one with me?"

At this moment, the poisonous gas inside the coffin seemed to become increasingly concentrated, as if something was trying to crawl out from inside.

Xie Xuan swung his palm and forced back the poisonous gas that Sikong Changfeng had blown out earlier. The Myriad Books seemed to be unsheathed as if by a spring breeze.

Good rain knows the season, and it happens in spring.

The sword of the Confucian Sword Immortal is known as the Three Styles of Timely Rain.

The first technique is to move people with elegance.

The second move is to use bluntness to defeat the opponent.

The third move ignites a murderous intent; this is the sword that truly kills.

However, today, Xie Xuan immediately used the third move.

The Ten Thousand Scrolls was, after all, the sword of the Sword Immortal, and Jiang Yu's strength was naturally not weak. He had fought against the Confucian Sword Immortal several times, and each time he was killed.

This time was no exception; he didn't even resist, calmly facing death.

"Ouch, that stinky scholar's sword, it hurts so much! You've killed me again."

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Yu had already been torn to shreds by the sword energy.

At this moment, the thing inside the coffin finally crawled out.

It wasn't a person, but a monkey whose fur looked like metal.

The monkey wasn't particularly tall, at most only half the height of Sikong Changfeng, but after the monkey appeared, the Confucian Sword Immortal sheathed his sword and retreated to Sikong Changfeng's side with a wary expression.

"Brother Xie, what is this thing?"

Xie Xuan shook his head: "This person calls it Little Vajra. I've tested it, and it's practically made of copper and iron. My sword can't break through its defenses."

Moreover, this thing is extremely strong, its claws are comparable to divine weapons, and it is extremely fast. It is very difficult to deal with, so be careful.

Also, that guy is going to be resurrected.

As soon as the Confucian Sword Immortal finished speaking, Sikong Changfeng heard that annoying voice.

"It hurts so much! I told you, if I'm not happy, I'll put you all inside."

Now I'm not happy.

You're in for a world of trouble!

A blood-soaked figure crawled out of the coffin, its body completely devoid of skin, with flesh and blood vessels exposed, looking extremely eerie.

Even though Sikong Changfeng was a man of considerable experience, he still felt a chill run down his spine upon seeing this scene.

"Brother Xie, it seems you were right, it really is a huge problem."

The concentration of toxic gas in the room seemed to be increasing, and the monkey's red eyes were both eerie and lively.

In the blink of an eye, the monkey vanished, truly as fast as the wind.

"Be careful!" Xie Xuan warned, his true energy surging, and in an instant, a refreshing aura seemed to rise in the entire room, with the faint sound of reading aloud filling the air, and the atmosphere in the room became clear.

"You scholars are such a hassle. You're not monks or Taoist priests, why are you chanting scriptures?"

"Just lie down obediently!"

At this point, Jiang Yu had completely returned to her normal appearance, except that she was completely naked.

"After watching for so long, it turns out that's all he's capable of."

I think you've got one thing wrong; your intelligence is way behind the times.

Before, I really couldn't do anything about you, but now, it doesn't seem so difficult.

Changfeng, Brother Xie, you may leave.

After watching the show for so long, it's time to stretch our muscles.

Baili Dongjun, who had been silent all along, lazily said something and then disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was carrying a monkey in his hand.

"Indestructible? I'd like to see if it's harder than my fist."

Baili Dongjun only threw one punch, and the monkey was instantly shattered into pieces.

"No! You killed Little King Kong, and I want you to pay for it!"

Upon seeing this scene, Jiang Yu let out a piercing scream.

"Good timing. I was just about to test whether this eight-armed Nezha could subdue you, you monster."

Chapter 99 Why don't you marry a sword immortal too?

When Zhao Yuzhen arrived, she saw Baili Dongjun spew out a mouthful of wine, from which flames seemed to continuously emerge from the void.

The toxic fumes that filled the room were instantly burned away.

All that remained was the aroma of alcohol in the room.

"Looks like I'm late."

Zhao Yuzhen bowed to the Confucian Sword Immortal, who quickly returned the bow.

Baili Dongjun smiled, took a swig of wine, and wiped his mouth with his wide sleeve.

"We were indeed late. If I hadn't entered a state of divine travel, I wouldn't have been confident of completely destroying this thing."

After exchanging greetings, Zhao Yuzhen took her seat, somewhat curious.

"Oh? I noticed it when you started fighting just now."

I only arrived a little late because I thought you were all among the best in the world.

Moreover, I seem to have just sensed a wisp of a celestial demon's aura.

Who exactly is this person that even Brother Baili finds troublesome?

The Confucian Sword Immortal was greatly surprised: "Heavenly Demon? Does such a thing really exist in this world? Over the years, I have read many books and traveled many roads."

I always thought that this celestial demon only existed in historical records.

Zhao Yuzhen nodded: "I didn't believe it before either, but not long ago I witnessed my senior brother kill a Bodhisattva who was transformed from a celestial demon."

Unfortunately, the Heavenly Demon was cunning, and my senior brother was caught off guard and still failed to destroy its true form.

Therefore, I am still somewhat sensitive to that scent.

My senior brother's journey to the west was also to deal with this matter.

My senior brother suspects that the reason why people occasionally face inner demons after reaching the realm of carefree cultivation is somewhat related to the influence of celestial demons.

That thing seems to reside in the hearts of many, albeit with limitations.

The birth of inner demons is quite mysterious.

My senior brother said that the Heavenly Way is flawed now, and it seems to involve some of the Buddha's secrets.

He didn't say much more specifically.

Hopefully, he'll give me an answer this time.

Zhao Yuzhen offered an explanation, and the Confucian Sword Immortal seemed to be deep in thought.

Baili Dongjun then continued the question from the beginning, saying, "It's not that it's troublesome. That person's strength is only at the Great Freedom level. Fighting to the death would just be a bit more troublesome."

However, this person's cultivation method was extremely strange; even if he was reduced to dust, he could still be resurrected.

If I hadn't entered a state of spiritual travel and grasped some of the true meaning of the Heavenly Dao, I might not have been able to kill him.

This person claims to be from the Bliss Pavilion, and the Bliss Pavilion has even extended its reach into my Snowmoon City.

Zhao Yuzhen suddenly realized that her guess was correct.

"I do know about this organization."

Zhao Yuzhen recounted how they had encountered the four arrogant members of the Paradise Pavilion as soon as they came down the mountain, and a shadow of gloom crept into the hearts of the group.

"If the people of the Bliss Pavilion are so difficult to kill completely, then won't the drama of the Demonic Sect's eastern expedition be repeated once again?"

Sikong Changfeng was somewhat worried.

Zhao Yuzhen disagreed: "Now that my senior brother has gone to the west, it means that the matter will be resolved soon."

Furthermore, even the Bliss Pavilion couldn't mass-produce such experts.

Otherwise, what arrived today wouldn't have been just a Right Envoy, but the entire army of the Blissful Pavilion.

The Confucian Sword Immortal nodded: "Brother Zhao is right. In fact, it's my fault for bringing this trouble upon myself."

"But why did the Paradise Pavilion contact me?"

"You stinking scholar, they're not just after you; they'll come after us sooner or later. The Bliss Pavilion has big ambitions, and its members are quite powerful. Be careful when you're out on your own in the future, lest you be caught off guard and suffer a setback."

Li Hanyi, still wearing her mask, walked out unhurriedly.

The Confucian Sword Immortal was startled and was about to get up and jump out of the window when he suddenly remembered something, cleared his throat, and chuckled, "Are you worried about me?"

"I was afraid that if you died, I would never have the chance to duel with you. What are you panicking for? I'll let you go today."

Xie Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, cupped his hands in greeting, but said nothing.

A fierce woman almost blurted out just now.

But then he realized that she was getting married, and her husband was sitting right there, so he decided to change how he addressed her.

Within Snow Moon City, in the eyes of the Confucian Sword Immortal, there were only two great beauties.

First, there is the Fairy of Sunset Glow.

Second, naturally, is the one in front of us.

However, Li Hanyi has always been competitive, and she would challenge him to a sword duel whenever she saw him.

The Confucian Sword Immortal was clearly not a person who liked fighting, so he could only avoid it.

"Second Senior Brother is right, Brother Xie need not blame yourself."

Besides, Snowmoon City isn't a place anyone can just trespass into these days.

After all, there's not only a Gun Immortal, but also a Sword Immortal, and two Divine Wanderers.

Now that the Confucian Sword Immortal has joined the ranks, Snow Moon City's current strength is more than enough to destroy a country.

Those who want to cause trouble in Snowmoon City are probably just asking for trouble, like an old man who's eaten poison and is tired of living.

But the person's abilities today are truly bizarre.