Martial Supreme Esoterica - C44

Seeing that the other two places were in a deadlock, Yan Fengwu temporarily no longer cared about the sword spirits’ atrocities and left to help the Mausoleum of Yan Zhaoge together with the sword spirits.

Looking at the Ten Thousand Arrow Demon’s own ten thousand arrows fighting against Yan Ling’s sword, Yan Ling knew that his own sword was unable to win against the ten thousand arrow demon arrows. He wanted to use the Heartsword or the Qi Sword, but constantly encountered the entanglement of the seven demon heads and pink skulls, and also encountered the nine origin sages. Although there were nine heads in total, his nine heads were different from the other two’s, he only had nine big heads.

Normally, he covered his body with a large cloak, revealing only the human head on his neck. In battle, when he lifted off the cloak, the other eight heads would be revealed, and as long as he chanted an incantation, the eight heads would fly out to surround his opponent, and once entangled with him, they would instantly turn into dried up bones.

During the battle, Yan Ling had released all the swords from his body, and the Ten Thousand Arrows Demonic Beast had also released its own ten thousand arrows. His Nine Head Flying Art was useless; he could only watch the battle and wait for an opportunity to strike.

Yan Fengwu and the Sword Spirits closed in, the nine Yuan Sage had already sensed them. They secretly chanted an incantation and were about to release eight of them, but they only saw the Sword Souls silk flying out and tightly wrapped around their bodies. The nine Yuan Saint panicked, thinking that his opponent had seen through his cards, and hurriedly separated the nine heads.

The sword spirits suddenly felt the weight on their hands lighten, and then they saw the enemies in front of them turn into nine heads, flying in all directions. The sword spirits suddenly felt the weight on their hands lighten, and then they saw the enemies in front of them turn into nine heads, flying in all directions.

Yan Feng Wu moved his body and flew away from the battle, and then he chanted a spell, and the Fire Cloud Needle immediately turned into a star, and like an embroidery needle, the Fire Cloud Needle immediately flew through the air and formed a crisscrossing line of fire. With a series of crackling sounds, the Fire Cloud Needle pierced through each of the nine heads. The nine heads roared again and again, and then the nine heads immediately turned into nine huge fireballs, randomly attacking.

The sword spirit glanced at Yan Fengwu with a bright smile, overjoyed.

Yan Feng Wu landed on the ground, wanting to help Yan Ling with the Sword Spirit.

The nine huge fireballs flew around randomly in the air. Without knowing the direction, there were a few that coincidentally crashed into the battle formation of the mausoleum, and while the battle between the Demonic Qi Lang, Pink Skeleton, and Yan Ling was in a state of indecision, the fireballs flew over. Yan’ling was covered with a protective sword, but the Demon Qi Lang and Pink Skeleton were unable to withstand them and hurriedly ran away.

Who knew that if they did not shout, it would still be alright. With this shout, the Nine Elemental Saint, who was suffering from the raging flames, immediately shouted in a hoarse voice when he heard that the two of them were his companions, “Both of you, save me!” He didn’t want to give up on the two of them.

Seeing numerous raging flames rolling towards them, Yao Qiliang and Pink Skeleton were unable to retreat in time. How could they listen to their words to save them? Furthermore, after hearing that hoarse and unpleasant voice, they couldn’t tell who it was, and couldn’t be saved. They could only try to escape.

When the fireballs heard that their two companions were here, it was as if they had grabbed onto the last straw of life, not allowing them to escape. At that moment, when they were walking, the fireballs heard that their two companions were here, as if they had grabbed onto the last straw of life.

That raging inferno was something that could be compared to ordinary. But if it was burned in front of one’s body, even five li of it would already be enough to scorch one’s skin. How could one allow it to get close to one’s body?

The two of them were too anxious to ignore the fact that the eyes of the Nine Elemental Saint were already burnt out, so they could only rely on their hearing to determine their position. If they knew about this, they could simply move to another place and avoid this unexpected disaster.

However, the two of them were overwhelmed by the heat wave and could not think of this. They could only randomly yell and curse.

The nine Yuan Saints followed the sound of the cursing, and after a while, they understood that the other party was scolding them. With a fierce action, the nine balls of raging flames suddenly pounced on the two of them, opening their mouths wide and biting at them.

Immediately, the raging flames ignited the demon beasts’ bodies and began to flee in all directions. Gradually, they moved towards the direction of the “Ten Thousand Arrow Demon”.

From the corner of his eyes, he had already caught a glimpse of how the Nine-headed Elemental Sage had incited the flames on the bodies of the demon seven and the female skeleton. Seeing that the three of them were originally heading in his direction, his heart suddenly shook, and he hurriedly shot out a few arrows. He had already reached the point where he could shoot out hundreds of arrows at any time, but all he saw were shooting at the nine heads of the demon seven, the Pink Skull and the Nine-headed Elemental Sage.

As for the Myriad Arrows Array, which was filled with swords, Yan Ling knew that it would be difficult to win, so he wanted to use his mental sword to achieve a miraculous victory. However, because of the conflict between Qi Lang and the pink skeleton, his mental sword could not be unleashed.

Right now, not only was demon seven and the pink skeleton killed, even the Myriad Arrow God himself was distracted. Delighted, he sent out the Heartsword, and suddenly felt pain in his heart when the Myriad Arrow God Demon was distracted, followed by a tear in his chest from the inside out. With a whoosh, his body split into two, as though he was cut in half from the middle by a blade.

Yan Fengwu and the Sword Spirits wanted to help out, but when they saw that they had only killed a Nine-Headed Yuan Saint, they were all surprised.

After Yanling saw Yan Ling kill the Ten Thousand Arrow Demon, Yan Fengwu nodded and said, “Even if you carry ten thousand arrows, you still can’t guarantee that your heart will turn into a sword. Yanling will use the sword to attack your heart; your swordsmanship must have gone up another level!”

Yan Ling looked at the two of them and knew that his plan to rope in the Sword Spirits had succeeded. Overjoyed, he said to the two of them, “Hurry and support Dao Master DaoYin!”

Yan Fengwu and the Sword Spirit responded, then quickly flew towards Dao Master DaoYin’s group.

At this moment, Daoist Master Daoyin was battling against the Illusory Wings of the Butterfly, the Fainted Monster, and the Flying Divinity Bat.

He understood that Dao Yin’s mantra was nothing but a summoning of the five elements, and that he had to borrow the power of the five elements around him to be able to use it. Thus, he allowed the “butterfly demon” Illusory Wings, the “Dense Fog Monster” and the “Flying Divinity Bat” to first entangle Dao Yin, and then leaped into the sky to form his own body. He used the power of his wings to cover the energy of heaven and earth, causing Dao Yin to be unable to borrow any Heaven and Earth Qi.

The Dao Lord Sect’s thousand years of history and cultivation have all evolved from the Heaven and Earth’s Qi to the Yin and Yang elements that I can use as my techniques. The disciples of the sect have also learned many of these spells, such as talismans to ward off evil, driving beasts to defend against enemies, and soul transference and soul refining techniques, all of which are practiced by the Heavenly Symbol Sect, Dragon Valley Sect, Soul Duo Sect, and other sects.

The techniques that Daoist Master Daoyin trained were of this level as well. Once the earth energy was covered up, it would be impossible to use the technique to defeat the enemy. One could only rely on one’s own cultivation to defend against the enemy.

The “butterfly demon” Illusory Wing, “Dazed Monster”, and “Flying Divinity Bat” all had powerful cultivations. Although Dao Yin was unable to use Dao arts, he had cultivated for hundreds of years and still had ways to deal with his enemies.

Yan Ling, Yan Fengwu, and the Sword Spirit came to the front of the group. Seeing this scene, they were all shocked.

Yan Fengwu chanted an incantation as the Fiery Cloud Needle flew upwards. As it flew upwards, it flapped its wings, causing the astral wind from the Fiery Cloud Needle to blow out and twist it into the air, causing it to fall down.

Seeing this, Yan Feng Wu saw that the treasure was missing something, so she hurriedly recited an incantation and called the ‘Fire Cloud Needle’ back.

At this moment, Yan Ling and the Sword Spirits had already charged into the fray. Yan Ling had blocked the magic wings of the “butterfly demon”, and the Sword Spirit had blocked the “Flying Deity Bat”.

The wise moves in the sky were afraid that the other demon generals would lose, so they quickly flew down.

When Yan Fengwu saw Ying Chengming flying down from the sky, she immediately went up to him. Her moves only flapped her wings, and the huge force of the gale pierced Yan Fengwu into the ground.

When the Sword Spirit saw Yan Fengwu was frustrated, she hurriedly gave up on the Heaven Flying Bat and rushed over to save Yan Fengwu.

Daoist Master Daoyin seized the opportunity to draw the lightning with his sword. He caught the incoming Flying Divinity Bat by surprise, causing him to fall to his death.

The “butterfly monster”, Illusory Wings, saw that the reinforcements had arrived, and he saw that Daoist Master Yin had already broken free from his imprisonment and could use his Dao Arts to kill two of his generals. Seeing that Yanling’s cultivation base was not weak, Yan Ling’s heart immediately burst with fear.

With a “sou” sound, he looked again and saw that the “Butterfly Demon” Illusory Wings had already escaped to a distance of 50 miles away.

Just as Yan Ling was about to give chase, he saw that Yan Feng had already lost all hope, and that the Sword Resisting Spirit was currently fighting with him. Yan Ling thought about it for a while, then decided that chasing the “butterfly demon” Illusory Wings was meaningless, so he joined Daoist Master Yin and Yan Fengwu in joining the battle.

Seeing the enemy coming at them, the Demonic Commander knew that it was difficult to win, so he revealed his true form. The human head was covered in tiger tattoos, and the wings were spread wide, descending down by a thousand jin of force.

He opened his mouth, and there was the sound of thunder. A bolt of lightning shot out from his mouth.

When Daoist Master Daoyin saw this, he hastily placed the sword against his chest and shouted, “Yin and Yang are split into two, using the five elements wisely. Gold, heavenly lightning!” In an instant, the ear-piercing sound of heavenly thunder rang out as it caught the lightning strike from his mouth.

Yanling sat down cross-legged and released his sword aura to meet the incoming strong gale. On the other side, Yan Fengwu’s entire body was covered by a raging fire. The fire borrowed the momentum of the gale to fly towards the incoming other giant wing.

Only to see two wings of fierce wind, Yan Ling, and Yan Fengwu’s sword energies. The ground beneath them was unable to withstand the violent winds and suddenly sank into the ground.

With the continuous flapping of his wings, the astral winds suddenly grew stronger. Yan Fengwu released the “Fire Cloud Needle”, and with the help of his spiritual son, the “Fire Cloud Needle” gradually broke through the wind and rose into the sky.

The Heartsword was formless and intangible, it did not fear the wind and continued to pierce its way into the huge wings, only, the steel feathers on the wings were everywhere, even with the Heartsword, it was hard to pierce through. Yanling commanded the Heartsword to only attack one direction in an attempt to make a breakthrough.

As for Daoist Master Daoyin, he had also attracted the thunder and lightning to counter the thunder and lightning strikes of the two. The two were engaged in a battle which left them with no room for carelessness.

The lightning that was released by the art was refined by one’s self, and the lightning that Daoist Master DaoYin drew was divine lightning. In addition, Daoist Master DaoYin’s cultivation was high, making him incomparable to the mausoleum, so even though the technique was from an Archaic Descendant, how could it contend against the heavens?

An explosive sound rang out as fresh blood dripped down. The thunder in Ying Fist’s mouth was shattered by the heavenly thunder. The momentum of the heavenly thunder didn’t slow down in the slightest as it directly smashed into his nose.

His nose and mouth were wounded, and he desperately wanted to escape. How could Yan Ling and Yan Fengwu hold his two wings and stop him?

With a delicate shout from the sword spirit, the long ribbon wrapped around Yan Fengwu’s’ Flaming Cloud Needle ‘suddenly shot out. With a sound as loud as a tear, the’ Flaming Cloud Needle ‘drilled into the right side of the formation, and immediately the right side began to burn.

He knew that once he was ignited by the “Fire Cloud Needle”, his entire body would immediately turn into a ball of fire. With a fierce heart, he moved like lightning into the fire and tore off his entire right wing.

He took the opportunity to flip his body to the right, avoiding the sword qi from the mausoleum. He rolled a few times in the air, one lower than the other, and finally fell down, but because he did a few somersaults in the air, he did not fall very hard. Not caring about the pain in his right back, he stood up and ran towards the direction of the Beast King Palace.

However, they only saw the heroic moves running everywhere like a stray dog. Behind them were the Sword Spirits, Daoist Master DaoYin, Yanling, and Yan Fengwu. They were all rushing to catch up.

After running for less than fifty kilometers, he suddenly saw a pale green figure in front of him. The figure flew through the air and landed in front of him.

When Ying Fu saw this, he was overjoyed and shouted, “Qiu Yue, save me!”

At that time, he was standing high up in the sky, watching his own battle from the sidelines. He did not see the scene of the Sword Spirit of Mourning Cloud torturing ‘Qiangqi Xingtian’, thinking that the Sword Spirit of Mourning Cloud was still standing by his side, but now that the Sword Spirit of Mourning Cloud was flying over, he thought that the Sword Spirit was here to save him.

The Sword Spirits smiled charmingly and spoke in a male voice, “I’ll save you right now!”

As he spoke, he struck out with his sword. It was as fast as lightning, and before he could even regain his senses, his head had already landed on the ground.

The sword spirit smiled. “I’ve played enough. I’m feeling a little nauseous right now. Otherwise, I’ll let you live for a few more hours and I’ll have you take care of it!”

As he said this, the Sword Spirits, Daoist Master DaoYin, Yanling, and Yan Fengwu flew over one after the other.

Seeing that the Sword Spirits from the Mourning Cloud Sect understood that their plan of recruiting the Mourning Cloud Sword Spirits had worked, everyone was overjoyed.

Immediately, the sword spirit introduced the Sword Spirits to Daoyin and the others, then introduced them to the Sword Spirits one by one.

After everyone exchanged words of thanks, they all hurried back.

As he passed by a group of people, they suddenly heard the sound of blood gushing into the sky.

Above the lone mountain peak below him, ‘Qiangqi Xingtian’ was standing there bare-chested. If he did not have a head with a navel as his goal and spoke with his breast milk, no one would be able to tell that he was that ‘Qiangqi Xingtian’ whose shield had been stuffed into his mouth and pierced upwards through his abdomen.

As for his giant axe, it was nailed between those two strange eyes. His eyeballs were gouged out, replaced with teeth, and his four limbs were all chopped off.

When Yan Fengwu saw this, he could not bear to do so. He flew out of the Fire Cloud Needle and turned into a corpse. Just as he was about to open his mouth and say a few words to the Sword Spirits, the Sword Spirits quietly pulled on his sleeves.