My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult-Chapter 179 - : Ghost Swordsman Pursues Qi Shu

Chapter 179: Chapter 179: Ghost Swordsman Pursues Qi Shu

In the Land Temple.

The temperature in the air was plummeting rapidly, as if it had grown much colder.

Leng Xiao’s body convulsively twitched symbolically before blood began to flow continuously, staining the ground red.

Qi Shu’s eyes were like deep pools, without a ripple.

And An Jing, without further thought, fixed his eyes on Qi Shu ahead.

The sound of the wind howled as the two stared at each other from across the distance.

The next instant, Qi Shu’s body leaped and vanished from his spot.

He attacked the moment he said he would, giving An Jing no time for a war of words.

Fast!

Too fast!

Although Qi Shu had sustained some minor injuries, his cultivation as a Second Qi Grandmaster far surpassed that of Elder Qingfeng, and even the Grandmaster Meng Zhaodou couldn’t withstand more than a few moves against him.

From this, it was clear that the difference of one Qi in the realm of Grandmasters meant a groundbreaking shift in strength.

An Jing’s heart tightened, and he thrust the Evil Suppressing Sword forward.

“Whoosh!”

The sword quivered as it shot forward like a spirit snake darting rapidly.

“Ding!”

Qi Shu’s figure appeared in front of the blade, twisted his footstep to dodge the sharp Sword Light, then flicked his finger.

That casual flick, as if containing the power of an explosion, traveled along the sword, sending a numbing force up An Jing’s arm, nearly causing the Evil Suppressing Sword to slip from his grasp.

The Second Qi Grandmaster was indeed formidable.

In the blink of an eye, Qi Shu’s arm reached out again, seemingly unwilling to give An Jing any chance, aiming straight for his throat.

Whirr, whirr, whirr!

Sword Light flashed, and multiple sharp edges flew down.

“Hmm!?”

Qi Shu felt a chill and hastily turned his claw into a palm, slamming it ruthlessly forward.

“Bang!”

This palm of Hand Force landed solidly on An Jing’s chest.

“Step, step, step…”

An Jing retreated continuously, each step leaving a deep dent in the ground, testament to the domineering Force of Qi Shu’s palm.

Qi Shu stared intently at the man in the black robe, slowly saying, “The people of Tian Yin have been hiding for three hundred years, but they can’t hide any longer.”

An Jing responded indifferently, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I’ll make you understand.”

Qi Shu clenched his fists, making a crackling sound.

An Jing’s eyebrows raised slightly; he could feel the surging, vigorous Qi Force, rolling and emerging like the ceaseless flow of a river.

Qi Shu threw a heavy punch at An Jing, turning into a wild current of True Qi that caused the air to tremble.

A gleam of sharpness appeared in An Jing’s eyes and he swung the Evil Suppressing Sword while silently reciting the Great Sun Tathagata Mantra.

Golden light shone like thousands of arrows, and behind An Jing an ancient Great Buddha appeared, radiating a supreme and irresistible force.

Om!

An Jing swung out his arm holding the Evil Suppressing Sword with a surge of golden light on his body’s surface, the explosive momentum dispersing the surrounding windstorms.

That sword, with tens of millions of pounds of force, shattered the air in front, carrying an indescribable terrifying power that swept forth and slammed head-on into the incoming Fist Force.

Bang!

The two violently collided, causing the whole Land Temple to tremble at that moment as An Jing was forced to step back.

After retreating several steps, a glint of cold light appeared in An Jing’s eyes, followed by a pointing of his left hand.

Nine Yang Divine Finger!

Crack! Crack!

Visible cracks swiftly spread out from under An Jing’s finger, quickly engulfing the vast current of Qi Force.

In just a few breaths’ time, the huge stream was filled, and with a loud bang, the True Qi burst that could drown a Half-step Master shattered and dispersed into white smoke.

The Qi Mechanism exploded, An Jing’s blood surged and all his organs throbbed with pain.

At this moment, his Inner Strength surged like a tide, and with the three combined sword bodies of the Evil Suppressing Sword, every move was infused with the force of an erupting volcano.

“Interesting….”

Qi Shu’s figure appeared, looking at the Sword Qi that An Jing had shattered and shaking his head, he said, “If this is all you have, survival will be difficult.”

As soon as these words fell, Qi Shu waved his sleeve, and the explosive stream of True Qi turned into a sweeping barrage of countless arrows, raining down upon An Jing like an unavoidable storm.

Boom! Boom!

White streams of Qi Force danced, forming shimmering shards like a sky full of falling stars.

An Jing’s heart shuddered, an unprecedented sense of crisis surged to his mind.

Evasion was critical!

Clutching the Evil Suppressing Sword, An Jing had no intention of going head-to-head with Qi Shu.

Whoosh!

An Jing’s figure suddenly vanished from the spot, executing the Soaring Nine Heavens movement technique.

Bang bang bang!

The overwhelming Qi Force descended heavily upon the ground, and the resulting tremors that followed broke the silence far and wide. The stone statue instantly shattered, and the entire Land Temple lay in ruins, a complete mess.

Fortunately, Zhao Xuening was hiding in a corner and was not affected.

An Jing barely dodged the assault but felt a chill in his heart.

Boom!

The very next moment!

As if a volcano had erupted all at once, a terrifying Qi Mechanism burst forth, breaking through the roof of the Land Temple.

With an indifferent expression, Qi Shu exerted a powerful True Qi pressure that made An Jing’s breathing stall.

The boundless True Qi, like a storm, raged across the sky. Qi Shu clenched his fist, and the Fist Force roared in like the tide.

In a matter of breaths, the Fist Force seemed to condense into a layer shining with starlight. Following it was the overwhelming Qi Mechanism, a sweeping chill that resembled a dazzling galaxy. From a distance, it was indeed spectacular.

However, beneath that splendor lurked a heart-palpitating danger.

The layer of starlight magnified rapidly in An Jing’s pupils, and he took a deep breath, his expression becoming slightly solemn.

The Nine Stars Fist grew more formidable with each punch, especially the ninth punch.

It was rumored that the ninth punch was akin to a meteor falling, its vast Heavenly might unstoppable. Few could execute the ninth punch, and even fewer could withstand it.

The enormous Fist Force descended like a mountain, erupting with a thunderous noise.

An Jing could distinctly feel as if the air around him had exploded, as if he were in a strange and terrifying space.

Humming! Humming!

Without the slightest hesitation, An Jing gathered all his Inner Strength onto the Evil Suppressing Sword, from which dazzling light began to shine.

The Evil Suppressing Sword was raised, and An Jing, along with the sword, merged as one with heaven and earth.

The Sword Skill rose, majestic and towering like mountains and rivers, elusive yet magnificent.

Hundred-step Flying Sword!

An Jing seemed to disappear, leaving only a Sword Radiance that pierced through heaven and earth, descending from the skies.

“Such a formidable Sword Dao…..”

Qi Shu’s eyes revealed a hint of seriousness, unable to sense such majesty from any other swordsman before.

And the moment the Sword Light and Fist Force collided, the heavens and the earth seemed to pause.

“Crack crack crack crack crack!”

The Sword Light instantly shattered, and a great deal of the Fist Force was also diminished.

“Bang bang bang bang!”

The remaining force crashed viciously against the golden light around An Jing’s body, then turned into waves of Qi Force.

Blood trickled down An Jing’s mouth as he gasped for air.

Qi Shu’s gaze was icy; his Nine Stars Fist had only begun to exert its power, while the Ghost Swordsman opposite had already given it his all.

“Roar!”

At that instant, a low roar erupted from the distant horizon.

Following the sound, Qi Shu saw a massive black Flood Dragon soaring into the sky.

“Black Flood Dragon!?”

Such an Exotic Beast was extremely ferocious and brutal by nature, known to feed on humans as recorded in ancient texts, yet here it was being subdued by someone.

The Black Flood Dragon glared furiously at the Qi Shu ahead, baring its teeth and displaying its fierceness.

Seeing this, An Jing’s heart somewhat relaxed, but he did not completely lower his guard.

Despite the Black Flood Dragon’s display of ferocity, without the experience of battle, it was uncertain if it could match Qi Shu.

Qi Shu’s brows furrowed deeply, intimidated by the Black Flood Dragon’s formidable force, he did not rush to act.

“Tap tap tap tap….”

At that moment, a figure approached from afar.

The man, clad in a black cloak and robust in stature, had a particularly pale face. He was carrying two plump wild chickens in his hand.

Qi Shu’s pupils constricted sharply, shocked, “Who are you?”

To approach within ten paces of him without making a sound, there were not many in this world who could achieve that.

This was none other than Prince Xu returning from hunting.

Prince Xu didn’t answer Qi Shu’s question but instead countered, “Do you know where this place is?”

Qi Shu’s brows remained knitted, his mind racing to think of any experts in Great Yan who could be hidden in that drainage ditch for a thousand years.

“This is my territory, how dare you strike at my friend on my ground?”

An Jing’s gaze turned icy, and his body trembled, his foot stomped vigorously, and the ground beneath him collapsed, while his figure turned into a black light and instantly disappeared from the spot.

A tide of corpse Qi surged like rivers and seas, rushing towards Qi Shu.

Without any fancy moves, just a punch slammed down, and the air seemed to be squeezed and deformed.

Qi Shu had no hesitation and his true Qi surged into his arm as he threw a punch in response.

“Bang!”

The moment their fists collided, Qi Shu’s face changed dramatically and he retreated step after step towards the rear.

“Strong!”

The overbearing force shook the Qi and blood in his body violently, and then that raging corpse Qi directly rushed into his internal organs.

“I really want to see who you are!”

Qi Shu shouted coldly, his momentum continually rising, and he threw another punch.

His Nine Stars Fist had a continuous, unending flow of Qi force, growing stronger as it progressed, so he was not afraid even though he was at a disadvantage at the moment.

An Jing didn’t use any martial arts but simply punched out.

Thus, the two wildly overbearing fists collided heavily.

Boom!

A violent burst of light swept through heaven and earth, as if a raging sun rose from the place where the fists met, and terrible true Qi shockwaves ravaged the ground, which collapsed layer by layer under the impact.

Bang!

As true Qi swept through, Qi Shu’s figure was sent flying backward again.

He stepped through the air, each step leaving a depression in the ground beneath him.

It was only after retreating dozens of steps that he managed to forcefully stabilize himself.

“Again!”

Standing in that Qi force gale, An Jing looked like an unbeatable statue, overtly dominating as he punched out once more, except this time, as his fist roared, not only the terrifying physical strength burst forth, but also that overwhelming flowing corpse Qi like a deluge.

It was like a black torrent piercing through heaven and earth, and anything in its path would be utterly destroyed.

Seeing this, Qi Shu felt his heart leap to his throat.

He quickly circulated the true Qi in his body and punched towards the front one after another.

“Bang bang bang bang bang!”

But at the moment his fist collided with the black torrent, it instantly shattered and turned into nothingness.

“Ah!”

The aftermath of the black Qi force swept through, causing Qi Shu’s hair accessories to shatter, his clothes to tear, and blood to stream from his mouth, immediately looking extremely distressed.

Three punches!

Just three punches!

Qi Shu, the one who had stirred up troubles in the Great Yan Martial World, who had escaped from under Bai Mei, and had fought Meng Zhaodou, the Second Qi Grandmaster, was now severely injured by An Jing with just three punches.

“Is this An Jing’s true strength?”

Seeing this, An Jing revealed a hint of astonishment.

An Jing’s strength was truly formidable; Qi Shu was also a top-level expert, yet now he was utterly powerless against An Jing.

An Jing’s strength may very well be at the Third or even Fourth Qi Grandmaster level; compared to Xiao Qianqiu, he probably wouldn’t be much less.

“You… who exactly are you?!”

Qi Shu’s face was filled with horror as he stared at An Jing; he had never heard of such a formidable expert in Great Yan before.

An Jing turned to look at An Jing and said, “What now?”

“Kill.”

An Jing’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Since they had already offended each other, they might as well go all out. Any revenge that could be avenged should not wait for another day.

Moreover, Qi Shu was a Second Qi Grandmaster; if his body could produce Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence after death, it might even aid in his own cultivation.

“Alright.”

An Jing, upon hearing this, looked towards Qi Shu.

His eyes were devoid of any emotion, just like how he had looked at the dead deer the night before.

Feeling a chill in his heart, Qi Shu felt the threat of imminent death and quickly reached for his waist.

“Be careful!”

An Jing saw Qi Shu’s subtle movement and hurriedly shouted a warning.

No sooner said than done.

Qi Shu took out a palm-sized object and threw it towards the ground.

Suddenly, a cloud of black smoke emerged, engulfing An Jing.

Right after that, with a fierce glint in his eyes, Qi Shu charged towards An Jing.

“Courting death!”

An Jing’s eyes narrowed into slits when he saw this.

“Boom!” “Boom!”

The Black Flood Dragon roared angrily, and the sky above was covered with dark clouds. Suddenly, a thunderbolt that resembled an angry dragon crashed down from the sky, falling straight like a black sword.

Qi Shu felt a twinge in his heart and subconsciously retreated backward.

“Bang!”

The black lightning struck the ground heavily, shaking Mount Xu. A deep pit nearly thirty feet wide appeared before them, still emitting black smoke.

“Roar!”

The Black Flood Dragon, seeing this, roared triumphantly.

“Such a terrifying Black Flood Dragon…”

Qi Shu was secretly alarmed, and at the same time, the black smoke surrounding Mount Xu gradually dissipated, spreading a thick corpse qi.

“If I don’t leave now, it’ll be too late…”

Heart set, Qi Shu could no longer care about the princess in the temple. He immediately executed the Shrinking Land into Inches technique and fled toward the distance.

“He’s running?”

An Jing watched the direction in which Qi Shu disappeared, frowning immediately.

At that moment, the corpse qi of King Xu broke through the black smoke left by Qi Shu.

“Where did that guy go?” King Xu asked.

“He ran. I’ll give chase now.”

Seeing King Xu break free, An Jing leaped onto the dragon’s back in an instant.

King Xu nodded, expressing difficulty, “Unless there’s a special situation, I cannot leave this place.”

“Don’t worry, it’s doubtful he’s a match for the Black Flood Dragon.”

An Jing shouted lowly, “Fast, catch up to him!”

“Roar!”

The Black Flood Dragon let out a low roar and then shook its body, chasing after him.

……

Two hundred li south of Pingling.

Among the woods, the killing intent was pervasive, a bloody battle waged on.

Countless corpses lay on the ground, dyeing the forest a vivid red.

At this moment, Lin Zisheng leaned against a large tree, gasping for air. In front of him stood several experts from the Great Yan Martial World, including Youfeng Valley’s Valley Master Zuo Biwen, Blue River Sect’s Elder Zhao Liangdong, and Dai Danshu of the Five Poison Sect, among other martial arts masters.

They had him surrounded, sealing off any chance of survival.

The experts of the Black Ice Platform couldn’t form an effective resistance and were all slain in less than half an incense stick’s time.

Dai Danshu said coldly, “Lin Zisheng, why betray Great Yan to side with Zhao Country, willing to be someone else’s dog?”

The grudge between Yan and Zhao had lasted a long time and penetrated the blood of everyone involved. Dai Danshu himself had participated in the wars between the two countries and had killed numerous generals from Zhao Country.

Lin Zisheng wiped the blood from his mouth and sneered, “Dai Danshu, you are also the Sect Leader of the Five Poison Sect, how can you ask such a foolish question?”

“Sect Leader Dai, don’t waste words on him.”

Zuo Biwen held back Dai Danshu, who was about to speak, and said gravely, “Tell us, is Princess An Le in Qi Shu’s hands, and is he headed south right now?”

“Hahahaha!”

Lin Zisheng burst into laughter without replying.

Seeing this, everyone present frowned deeply.

“Swish! Swish!” “Swish! Swish!”

Just then, a figure descended from afar.

It was none other than Meng Zhaodou.

“Lord Meng!”

Zuo Biwen and Dai Danshu both greeted him with a bow.

Meng Zhaodou’s expression was rather grim, “Qi Shu has disappeared without a trace. He’s nowhere to be found along the way; we may have been deceived. This Lin Zisheng might just be bait.”

On his rapid journey southward, despite his incredible speed, he had not seen Qi Shu since their brief encounter at Pingling.

This was somewhat strange, unless Qi Shu had hidden himself in that little valley and did not emerge.

“What!?”

Zuo Biwen exclaimed, and his eyebrows knitted into a ‘川’ shape.

Upon hearing Meng Zhaodou’s words, Lin Zisheng’s smile suddenly froze on his face. Upon realizing the implications, “Qi Shu and Leng Xiao…”

Considering what the two had said, Lin Zisheng felt as if struck by a bolt of lightning.

So much for covering for him; turns out he was nothing but a pawn to be discarded.

“Foolish!”

Dai Danshu looked at Lin Zisheng, the corner of his mouth curled in scorn.

“Speak, where is Qi Shu now!?”

Zuo Biwen’s features twisted into a ferocious mask as he grabbed Lin Zisheng by the collar and roared.

“I… I don’t know either.”

Lin Zisheng gave a bitter smile.

Meng Zhaodou pondered for a moment and said, “All the checkpoints along the Great Yan and Zhao Country borders are guarded by soldiers. Brother Wind and Lord Tang have also headed to Jiangbei Dao. If Qi Shu is alone, the chances of him being discovered are very slim, but if he’s with the Princess, it would be impossible not to expose their whereabouts…”

Thinking of this, a cold gleam flashed in Meng Zhaodou’s eyes, “Could it be that Qi Shu has made a feint to the north?”

As his words fell, the entire forest fell into silence.

All the masters who heard this felt a chill in their hearts.

They knew that a high-level cultivator like Qi Shu would definitely require another master of the same level to deal with him. Moreover, most of the masters capable of confronting Qi Shu were in the south of Pingling. Even if the news was sent to Yujing City, Qi Shu would have likely already escaped by now…

“Then… what do we do now?”

At this moment, Zuo Biwen’s mind was in complete disarray, and he was panicking.

He didn’t dare to imagine the disgrace it would be if Qi Shu had indeed abducted Zhao Xuening.

Moreover…

It wasn’t just Zuo Biwen feeling this way, all the masters present had a shadow cast over their hearts.

If Qi Shu really had left Great Yan, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Meng Zhaodou took a deep breath and said, “You continue the search to the south, I will head north.”

Having said that, Meng Zhaodou performed the Shrinking Land into Inches technique and rapidly moved toward the north.

Suddenly, the forest became quiet once again.

Zuo Biwen stared fixedly at Lin Zisheng, “A dog like you who betrays his own side should go to hell!”

With that, Zuo Biwen clenched his palm tightly.

“Crack!”

Lin Zisheng’s neck was twisted, and his internal organs were shattered by the powerful Qi Force, cutting off his breath instantly.

“That’s too easy a death for this traitor,” scoffed the Five Poison Young Master.

……

North of Xuwang Mountain.

In the forest, a figure staggered forward hastily.

This person was Qi Shu, the man whom the Great Yan Martial World was currently searching for, and he looked somewhat flustered at the moment.

Shrinking Land into Inches is a hallmark of a Grandmaster, but it consumes a lot of True Qi and is not a method used for traveling long distances. Qi Shu, after a fierce battle on Xuwang Mountain, had very little True Qi left and dared not use Shrinking Land into Inches excessively.

“What is the background of that person? Aside from Bai Mei on the Capital Road, how could there be such a strong master?”

Qi Shu’s face was gloomy as he recalled the encounter.

Not only was that person’s strength nearly equal to Bai Mei’s, but his origins were also extremely mysterious, and his martial arts had no recognizable style.

“Ghost Swordsman, Tian Yin…”

The more Qi Shu thought about it, the more frustrated he was. This time, not only had he failed to kill the Ghost Swordsman, but he had also lost Princess An Le and sustained serious injuries, a total loss.

Suddenly, the sky above became overcast with clouds, and it darkened instantly.

“This is bad!”

Qi Shu cursed inwardly and immediately stopped, hurrying away into the distance.

“Boom!” “Boom!”

A thunderous noise erupted from the clouds, striking exactly where Qi Shu had just been. The ground exploded, stones flew, and a vast expanse of black smoke appeared.

Qi Shu looked into the distance and saw the Black Flood Dragon soaring in mid-air, with a man in a black robe standing on its back.

An Jing wore a faint smile and said, “Why the rush? Do you really want to miss the fate between us?”

Qi Shu glanced at An Jing and then leaped, instantly appearing several yards away.

“Chase after him,” An Jing narrowed his eyes and commanded.

With a low growl, the Black Flood Dragon rapidly pursued.

“Boom!”

Qi Shu stepped on a tree limb and continued to flee into the distance, with thunder blasting behind him. If he was even a step slower, he could have been struck by the lightning.

“Old man, quite the runner you are. No wonder so many people couldn’t catch you,” An Jing couldn’t help but sneer as he watched Qi Shu’s agile form ahead.

“Shh!”

The Evil Suppressing Sword flew from its scabbard, turning into a streak of cold light heading towards Qi Shu.

In the blink of an eye, the cold light split into three sword lights, each carrying an edge of biting cold.

Sword Control Technique!

The Hundred-step Flying Sword and the Sword Control Technique had similarities, but also differences.

The Sword Control Technique’s power focussed on a single point, showing weakness thereafter, was a move intended to kill.

Qi Shu only felt a bone-chilling pain in his back and, as if by instinct, his True Qi gathered in his fist before he struck backwards with all his might.

“Bang!”

Two of the Evil Suppressing Sword’s blades were directly hit, while the remaining blade was evaded by Qi Shu.

Although he had broken An Jing’s sword move, that thunderbolt still mercilessly struck down.

“Boom!”

The thunder raged across Qi Shu’s body, jolting every inch of his skin and flesh, making his already wretched state even more withered.

Such a thunderbolt was powerful enough to directly kill a Half-step Master.

Fortunately, Qi Shu’s will was extremely firm, and he gritted his teeth and continued to rush toward the distance.

The Black Flood Dragon’s large eyes gleamed with excitement, following closely behind him, constantly brewing thunder and ready to strike Qi Shu at any moment.

Running all the way, they had inadvertently covered a distance of thirty li.

Qi Shu led the way, while An Jing stood on the back of the Black Flood Dragon.

An Jing, standing on the dragon’s back, said coldly, “Qi Shu, I refuse to believe that the True Qi in your body is as inexhaustible as the ocean’s waters, even the ocean will run dry one day.”

At this moment, Qi Shu was extremely bedraggled; he had roamed the Jianghu all his life and had never suffered such humiliation, he swore in his heart that as long as he escaped with his life, he would return today’s humiliation a hundredfold, no, a thousandfold.

On the official road, at a tea shed.

A young hero couldn’t help but grip his teacup tightly with a face full of indignation, saying, “It’s outrageous that Qi Shu, that old thief, is so despicable; it’s infuriating that I lack the strength to kill him.”

“This man is truly despicable and shameless, I wonder if so many masters from Great Yan have surrounded and possibly executed Qi Shu by now.” The bearded giant next to him was also filled with righteous indignation.

The name of Qi Shu was now thunderous in the Great Yan Martial World, making everyone gnash their teeth in anger.

After all, kidnapping Princess An Le was a matter concerning the honor and disgrace of the entire Great Yan.

The young hero was about to speak when he saw the bearded giant looking up at the sky in horror, and he couldn’t help but ask, “What’s wrong?”

The bearded giant stumbled with his words, “That… that is…”

The young hero looked where he was pointing and exclaimed, “It’s actually a Flood Dragon! It’s really a Flood Dragon!”

The Flood Dragon was a creature mentioned only in ancient texts, and now it was appearing before their eyes in reality; how could they not be excited?

“There’s someone on the dragon’s back, could it be the rumored Ghost Swordsman.”

“Who is he chasing?”

“I’m not sure, but it seems to be Qi Shu.”

“How could it be Qi Shu!?”

“My God, the Ghost Swordsman is chasing Qi Shu, he’s really after Qi Shu.”

“Quick, let’s follow and see.”

……

At that moment, everyone looked up at the sky, their hearts swelling with emotions and shock.

But Qi Shu and the Black Flood Dragon moved too fast, vanishing into the sky in the blink of an eye.

The crowd seemed to snap to their senses and frantically gave chase.

Qi Shu in the lead, Black Flood Dragon in pursuit.

Qi Shu’s speed was extremely fast, and each time he was almost caught, he used the Shrinking Land into Inches technique to momentarily create some distance.

Although the Black Flood Dragon was incredibly fast in flight, it was hard to catch up with Qi Shu, who was running for his life.

The chase stretched for over three hundred li.

Passing tea stands and cities along the way, it attracted countless Jianghu masters; everyone was struck with astonishment and followed along, hoping to catch a glimpse of the spectacle.

But their Cultivation was not high, and they simply couldn’t keep up with the two figures.

Nevertheless, a dense and spectacular procession had already formed along the way, a sight truly rare to behold.

The Ghost Swordsman’s pursuit of Qi Shu over three hundred li! When word of this spread, the name of the Ghost Swordsman would shake the world.

Three hundred li had brought them outside the boundaries of Capital Road, and unknowingly, they’d arrived at the Great Yan Border.

Fifty li further north would be Houjin.

The wind and sand rose as it howled.

At this moment, Qi Shu’s face was tired, and his body was swaying.

Not only did he have to run all the way, but he also had to keep an eye on the pursuit behind him, which had caused his nerves to be stretched to their limits; he felt as if he was on the verge of collapsing.

“Boom!”

Suddenly, a dull thunder resounded, instantly waking him up considerably and igniting the anger in his heart once more.

“Ghost Swordsman, if you let that Black Flood Dragon release another thunderbolt, believe it or not, I’ll hide in the Great Yan cities. When the thunder strikes then, it will be the Great Yan commoners who die.”

Unable to bear it anymore, Qi Shu staggered to a halt and turned around to bellow his fury.

Three hundred li!

He had been chased for a full three hundred li!

Qi Shu was a top expert from Zhao Country, a man of high status and authority; when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

Rushing all this way, the True Qi within him was nearly depleted; if it continued like this, he would sooner or later be tired to death.

“Our fate, wasn’t it you who chose it?”

An Jing had no desire to waste words with Qi Shu. “Kill him for me!”

After all, if a grudge had been formed, then best to resolve it decisively—simply kill and be done with it.

The Black Flood Dragon let out an enraged roar, and in an instant, thunder and lightning resounded throughout the sky.

Qi Shu nearly coughed up blood. Now, he was filled with regret. Knowing that such a doomed fate awaited him in this decrepit temple, he would rather have never set foot in it his entire life.

Before he even had the chance to catch his breath, the lightning was already crashing down.

“Boom!” “Boom!”

The roaring thunder was deafening. If struck by it, even someone with Qi Shu’s cultivation would be stripped of a layer of skin.

Qi Shu could only hurriedly dodge the bolts, not letting the violent lightning strike him.

“Bang!” “Bang!”

The thunder struck the ground, instantly creating a vast crater and flinging debris into the air. Though Qi Shu was unharmed, the ordeal left him in even more of a sorry state.

“Not good!”

Qi Shu felt the sky darken above him and, looking up, he saw the Black Flood Dragon’s claw striking down at him.

Such an exotic beast had a formidable and powerful body. Even with his Master Cultivation, being hit by such a claw would be no small matter.

Qi Shu could only dodge awkwardly again as the claw tore a huge pit into the ground, illustrating the Black Flood Dragon’s fearsome power.

“Hiss!”

An Jing leapt into the air, the Evil Suppressing Sword in his hand as if surrounded by a blazing flame, its bright glow shining brilliantly, blinding Qi Shu’s eyes. The blade quivered as if carrying the furious wrath of starfire burning the heavens.

Four Symbols Sword Technique! Fire Burning Sky!

The Four Symbols Sword Technique was the signature move of the Four Symbols Sword Ancestor, a genuine Heavenly Martial Level martial art.

“Seeking death!”

A glint of sharpness flashed in Qi Shu’s eyes. That enigmatic Xu Wang was too powerful, beyond his match, and the Black Flood Dragon was an extremely ferocious exotic beast. Wasn’t he capable of dealing with this Half-step Master?

Bang!

Qi Shu threw a punch, shattering the flames that were before him.

The scattered flames were pierced through, and immediately, three streaks of cold light emerged, stabbing towards him like meteors.

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”

Qi Shu was caught off guard, rapidly retreating backwards.

Hundred-step Flying Sword!

Those three streaks of cold light charged forward rapidly, as if they were three peerless swordsmen.

It had to be said that the Evil Suppressing Sword was a blade born to be wielded by An Jing.

The three Flying Swords were one with the wind, one like thunder, magnificent in its power, and the last, with fire, flames surging tumultuously.

They embodied the Four Symbols Sword Technique’s Wind Unstoppable, Thunderous Movement, and Fire Burning Sky.

The peak of the Fifth Realm sword skill was pushed to the utmost, a formidable, unstoppable force spreading out.

Qi Shu retreated dozens of steps before he took a deep breath, his fingers clenching tightly as Qi Force thundered sonorously to life.

He formed a fist with one hand and hurled it ruthlessly towards the oncoming sword light.

Boom!

The moment his fist landed, True Qi surged over him like a blanket and transformed into a fiery meteor beneath his fist.

Nine Stars Fist! Earth Fire Meteor!

Qi Shu’s punch was aggressively dominant, its awe-inspiring might such that even ordinary One Qi Grandmasters would have their courage shattered under its force, unable to confront it.

Against An Jing, he dared not hold back any True Qi, and intended to slay him outright, as this was his only chance for survival.

Boom!

The two terrifying forces clashed.

Boom boom boom!

Qi Force spread out in shockwaves, surrounding stones shattered, and a gust of wind suddenly rose, blurring the vision of both combatants.

“Tap tap tap tap…”

An Jing was forced back by the shockwave of Qi Force, continuously retreating.

With a resolute heart, Qi Shu, who was drained of True Qi, began burning his Essence Blood.

As the Essence Blood boiled and burned, that abundant power once again surged through his body.

Boom!

Qi Shu stomped on the ground, causing it to explode, and from the center of his footprint, a web of cracks like spiderwebs formed.

This moment was as if mountains crumbled and the earth split apart.

Under his feet was no longer the earth, but rather an expansive, unbounded Star River.

Nine Stars Fist! Nine Star Chain!

Qi Shu’s eyes held unfathomable depths as he threw a punch forward.

The fearsome Fist Force vibrated through the air, and even the air itself seemed to crackle with the impact, like a massive mountain plummeting down, unstoppable.

“Old man, are we fighting to the death?”

An Jing raised his arm, and the Evil Suppressing Sword suddenly flew out, as if the mountains and rivers reversed themselves on that blade edge in an instant.

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A massive flying sword appeared out of nowhere, spanning the world, a boundless sharp qi surged forth, piercing Qi Shu’s heart with a chill.

This sword light soared to the skies!

This sword skill shook the mountains and rivers!

One after another, terrifying sword radiance surged, the bone-chilling sharpness seemingly freezing the True Qi in Qi Shu’s body, rendering him unable to move.

Unity Sword Technique! Sword Control Flying Immortal!

This was the ultimate martial arts of the Unity Sword Technique. An Jing had always treated this move as a secret skill and had cultivated it to the realm of perfection, completely mastering it.

The huge flying sword rose, the closer it got, the more one could feel its piercing chill.

When the sword tip touched the Fist Force, it was as if the air itself had solidified.

“Ah!”

“Ah!”

An Jing and Qi Shu both vomited blood, injured by the reverberating force.

Thud!

A deep sound echoed.

The ground beneath their feet suddenly collapsed, and a ring-shaped shockwave wreaked havoc, lifting up waves of crippling Qi Force several meters high, thundering towards the distance.

The sound of crashing and howling filled the air!

Countless trees turned into flying sawdust, and the surroundings became a wasteland.

An Jing bit the tip of his tongue, and his body leaped forward.

“Shick!”

The cold sword light pierced through the rolling Qi waves, relentlessly advancing forward as if it was going to completely submerge Qi Shu ahead.

At this moment, Qi Shu was already exhausted, his eyes bulging with rage, he could only watch as An Jing charged towards him.

“Am I really going to die?”

This was the last thought in Qi Shu’s mind.

He had envisioned his own death, but never expected it to be today.

The Evil Suppressing Sword’s tip flickered with a cold light, extremely sharp, the clear ringing of the sword resonating in all directions, aiming straight for Qi Shu’s forehead.

“Not good!”

“Roar!”

Just then, a terrifying presence arrived from afar, a formidable force that An Jing had never encountered before.

It was like a mountain on one’s chest, leaving no room to breathe, causing the brain to enter a state of blankness.

A giant palm descended from the sky, crashing down fiercely.

“Bang bang bang bang!”

An Jing’s Sword Qi was completely neutralized, and his body was so pressed down that he couldn’t move, only able to roar, “Kill him for me.”

The Black Flood Dragon roared, and clouds gathered in the sky, followed by a thunderbolt that crashed down hard on Qi Shu.

“Boom!”

Qi Shu had no chance to resist and was directly hit by the thunder, instantly losing consciousness and collapsing on the ground.

The giant palm didn’t bother with An Jing anymore, it grabbed Qi Shu’s body in one swoop.

“Don’t even think about it!”

An Jing struck with the Evil Suppressing Sword in his hand, a beam of sword light swept towards the giant palm.

But the palm’s shadow moved incredibly fast, vanishing with Qi Shu’s body in the blink of an eye.

“Sizzle sizzle!” “Sizzle sizzle!”

The piercing sword light swept across the ground, immediately stirring up a storm of flying sand and a cloud of dust.

“So fast!”

An Jing frowned tightly as he watched the direction in which the palm disappeared, “The person who made the move must be a top-notch Grandmaster, could it be someone from Houjin?”

“Roar!”

The Black Flood Dragon instinctively let out a low roar, seemingly unsettled by the sudden intervention of the top-notch expert.

An Jing soothed the Black Flood Dragon, then began to contemplate.

He was just a bit away from killing Qi Shu, but a Houjin top Grandmaster interfered.

However, the ability of this Grandmaster from Houjin was indeed remarkable. From such a distance, he managed to repel An Jing and saved Qi Shu.

Even in Houjin, there would be no more than three with such cultivation.

Who exactly was that person?

He managed to save Qi Shu, which means Zhao Country and Houjin must be colluding.

An Jing took a deep breath, and regretfully said, “Qi Shu did not die today; I fear this feud is now firmly established. However, with his injuries, it will take him several years to recover.”