Starting boy Ma Kongqun

Chapter 357 Xuanyuan Sword

When the shout reached Yan Chixia's ears, three figures appeared out of nowhere, forming a triangle and trapping him in the middle.

Among the people who came was a heroic man with red hair and beard, wearing a crown and robes as a king. He was none other than Ao Xuan, one of the most powerful men of the dragon clan and the Qiantang Dragon King.

One is a tall, wrinkled-skinned, white-haired old woman with eyes full of murderous intent. She is Ban Ya and Ban Chua’s biological mother, the “female mountain king” Mrs. Ban.

One is a middle-aged scholar with a fat body and a Confucian scarf and a blue shirt. He is Bao Zhongqi, the ghost king with a hollow belly who rules the underworld.

After Mrs. Ban, who was eager to avenge her son's murder, showed up, she didn't say a second word. She pointed the dove-head wooden stick in her hand at Yan Chixia. Immediately, an overwhelming black wind swept over, and in the black wind, there were flames dancing like golden snakes, and thousands of swords stabbed and cut.

After all, she was a veteran second-grade fire demon, with a much deeper foundation than Yan Chixia, who was a newly promoted second-grade demon. The power of this casual attack was no weaker than Yan Chixia's full-strength attack just now.

Yan Chixia's face was solemn. He pinched his fingers and shouted, "Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

The eighty-one "Tianlong Swords" that had just been taken back were taken out of the box again. The sword light split into thousands of swords, and the sword tips overlapped and gathered inward to form a huge rotating umbrella cover, which protected itself.

The black wind wrapped in flames and weapons fell on the umbrella formed by sword blades. Not only did it fail to break the defense, but it was twisted by the rotating umbrella and turned around to rush towards Mrs. Ban.

"Good youngster!"

Mrs. Ban cursed angrily, opened her mouth and sucked in the black wind and the flaming swords in it, swallowing it all in one gulp, and then raised the dove staff in her hand into the air.

The dove staff grew longer in the air against the wind, turning into a towering tree, and smashed down towards the sword blade umbrella cover with the force of a mountain.

Under the purest terrifying force, the umbrella formed by the overlapping of thousands of swords exploded, and the differentiated sword lights were all destroyed. Although the eighty-one "Sky Dragon Swords" were not damaged, they were also shaken and scattered.

The giant tree still had its strength left and continued to attack Yan Chixia who had lost the protection of its umbrella.

A look of determination appeared on Yan Chixia's face. He slapped the bottom of the sword case behind him with his backhand, and another long sword flew out from the top of the sword case and fell into his open palm.

This sword is extremely simple in style, three feet long from head to tail, and the blade is three fingers wide.

The sword body, covered with mottled copper green, has the sun, moon, stars engraved on one side, and mountains, rivers, and plants on the other.

The hilt, made of two pieces of ebony, has inscribed on one side the art of farming and animal husbandry, and on the other side the strategy of unifying the world.

As soon as the sword appeared, an endless aura of majesty and holiness filled the heaven and earth. Even the three demon giants who had reached the second level of power were frightened by this great and righteous aura and lost their minds for a moment.

At the moment when the three monsters were distracted, Yan Chixia raised his sword high, and shouted "Cut!" towards the towering tree flying towards them, and then chopped it down with the sword.

The sword fell, and a very thin dark golden light burst out from the tip of the sword.

Golden light fell as Yan Chixia swung the sword, splitting the giant tree in half from head to tail like a rotten wood, and then splitting Mrs. Ban, who had not yet come to her senses behind the giant tree, in half from head to crotch.

The splintered tree and the corpse had not yet hit the ground when they were shattered into pieces in the blink of an eye. The power of a sword was so great.

However, Yan Chixia seemed to have suffered great damage from this sword. His face was pale and his breathing was heavy.

"Xuanyuan Sword!"

Ao Xuan and Bao Zhongqi, who finally came to their senses, cried out in surprise, with a look of burning greed in their eyes. They simultaneously stretched out their hands to grab Yan Chixia through the air. Two large hands, one blue and one black, appeared out of thin air, and rushed to grab Yan Chixia, who was struggling to hold the sword and standing in the air.

The strength of both of them is even above that of Mrs. Ban. If Yan Chixia could still exert the power of the "Xuan-yuan Sword", the holy artifact and the treasure of killing, they naturally would not dare to provoke him easily; but at this moment Yan Chixia had obviously exhausted his strength in the previous sword, so they naturally took this opportunity to add insult to injury and snatch the artifact.

Yan Chixia smiled bitterly in his heart, secretly cursing himself for being too arrogant because of the divine weapon in his hand. He didn't dare to come to the capital city which had become a den of demons lightly, and it was a mistake for him to act rashly without suppressing his anger. Now he died here, which really let down the high hopes of the predecessor who gave him the divine weapon "Xuan-Yuan Sword".

He was just preparing to use some drastic measures that would overdraw his life to unleash the power of the "Xuan-Yuan Sword" once again. He would not feel at ease until he dragged the two demons in front of him to death together. Suddenly, a twelve-story white jade building, only the size of a fist and as white as snow, flew from the sky.

The white jade tower fell on top of Yan Chixia's head, casting down a large amount of light that enveloped him.

The two huge hands of vitality of Qiantang Jun Ao Xuan and Xudu Ghost King Bao Zhongqi fell on this layer of light curtain, but melted away silently like ice and snow falling on flames.

Ao Xuan and Bao Zhongqi's faces changed suddenly, the man hadn't even shown his face, yet he was able to resolve their attack so easily. His cultivation was far beyond theirs, and he was probably a person who had truly cultivated to the great perfection of the first-grade wind calamity realm.

Before the two men could put their thoughts of retreat into action, twenty-four flying swords, several inches long and as wide as leek leaves, flew out from the white jade tower, circling around and forming a formation to trap them.

Once the formation was completed, it sealed the heavens and the earth, and the concept of time and space seemed to no longer exist. The two men were like two tiny insects frozen in amber, losing their ability to move from their souls to their bodies. The next moment they would be killed on the spot by the twenty-four flying swords that were shaking and gathering towards the center.

Suddenly, a huge arm made entirely of earth and stone, but stronger than diamond, rose from the ground below. It opened a giant palm covering several acres in radius and forcibly inserted itself into the formation formed by the twenty-four flying swords, grabbing Ao Xuan and Bao Zhongqi and holding them in its palm.

The twenty-four flying swords seemed to be unwilling to escape from the prey they had caught. They intertwined and shuttled back and forth at a rapid speed, transforming into twenty-four white lights as thin as hairs, densely wrapping around the giant hand from top to bottom and left to right. It turned out to be the supreme skill of "refining swords into silk".

The sharp sword lights tightened inwards, and each one of them sank deeply into the giant hand of earth and stone.

"Young man, you do have some skills. For your sake, let's end today's matter here!"

After saying that, the giant hand of earth and stone suddenly collapsed on its own, turning into sand and rubble all over the sky, and collapsed with a loud bang. However, there was no trace of Ao Xuan and Bao Zhongqi in it. It seemed that the person who had attacked had used some kind of magical power to move them away.

The twenty-four flying swords also automatically returned to the white jade tower.

The light curtain hanging from the white jade tower rolled back, taking Yan Chixia into the tower, and then disappeared into thin air in a flash.

Ao Xuan and Bao Zhongqi appeared on the ground, both with extremely ugly faces, but they looked up into the air and bowed, saying, "Thank you, Black Mountain Ancestor, for saving our lives!"

At the same time, inside the white jade tower that was flying through the air, Yan Chixia bowed to Ma Ji and said, "I am Yan Chixia, your honor to meet you, the Supervisor."

(End of this chapter)