Chapter 35: Zhang Lao San appears from the grass! (Ch 35)

“Crack!”

It was as if the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder had struck down, and the flying sword instantly approached the ten foundation-building bodies at a terrifying speed.

Two of them didn’t even have time to react. With a swish, they were split in half on the spot and turned into charred corpses.

The dead cannot die again.

“Cloud Thunder Sword?! How is that possible! Wasn’t this fake magic weapon bought away by a Jindan Zhenren?!”

Mo Xunhuan seemed to have seen a ghost. He could no longer remain calm and screamed hysterically.

The others were even more terrified and retreated frantically.

The little sword fairy himself has built a foundation in swordsmanship and is extremely powerful. The ten of them can barely suppress him together, but the opponent suddenly takes out a pseudo-magic weapon-level sword, which has thunder attributes.

Even if we add a few more people, we still can’t defeat them!

“Hahaha! A bunch of idiots. That Jindan Zhenren is my predecessor from Shangqing Palace. He bought this item for my brother just to guard against those evil Jindans.”

Xu Zhengyi laughed loudly below and completely relaxed.

If not, with so many people reaching the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment Stage, even his brothers would not be able to protect him!

Ye Bufan, who was avoiding far away, was also shocked when he saw this.

No wonder.

When he heard that the Yunlei Sword, the finale of the auction, was bought by an unknown Jindan Zhenren, he was very confused.

After all, this kind of powerful pseudo-magic weapon would consume too much magic power to give to future generations, and Jindan Zhenren himself has no need for it.

Now I understand completely.

“This thing is most suitable in the hands of the little sword fairy. It is simply a powerful weapon.”

Ye Bufan’s eyes were fixed.

At this time, the two talismans had been consumed and turned into ashes.

Even if Mo Xunhuan had more talismans, he didn’t have time to activate them.

“What should we do? Escape?”

The voice of a demon cultivator who was controlling a feather fan trembled. Facing the young sword fairy who wielded the Cloud Thunder Sword, they really had no chance of winning.

“Escape? Do you think we can escape from a swordsman?”

Mo Xunhuan roared with a ferocious look on his face.

The sword-controlling technique is too fast.

And it’s the Cloud Thunder Sword.

If the little sword fairy wanted to, the speed of his instant burst would not be much inferior to that of the fake pill!

“If we join forces to resist, there is still a glimmer of hope! I don’t believe his mana can withstand the consumption of the Cloud Thunder Sword!”

A demon cultivator gritted his teeth and immediately slapped a dozen second-level intermediate talismans on his body, and then put on some defensive magic weapons.

Finally, he sacrificed a blood-red soul flag, and the ghost wind howled. Evil ghosts at the sixth or seventh level of foundation building flew out and headed straight for the little sword fairy.

“kill!”

“kill!”

The other people also had red eyes and took out their magical weapons one after another.

Mo Xunhuan looked even more crazy, and spat out a large amount of blood onto the spear magic weapon.

The spear suddenly expanded several times, like a blood-red pillar, and stabbed towards the little sword fairy fiercely.

“You don’t know your own limitations!”

The little sword fairy’s eyes were filled with sarcasm, his black hair fluttered, and he slashed forward with the Cloud Thunder Sword.

“Crack!”

A sword light was six feet long, like thunder, tearing the blood-colored soul flag in the front into pieces.

The thunder attribute can restrain ghosts. Those evil spirits didn’t even have the ability to resist for a moment and were turned into black smoke on the spot.

“No!”

A scream was heard, and the demon cultivator who was controlling the blood-colored soul flag was torn to pieces by the sword light, and the sky was stained with blood.

The sword light paused slightly, but its power still cracked Mo Xunhuan’s blood-colored pillar, causing him to spit blood and fly backwards on the spot.

“Kill again!”

As the sword was swung out, the little sword immortal’s face turned pale.

The Cloud Thunder Sword was extremely powerful, but it also consumed a lot of energy. Even he couldn’t bear it, not to mention that he had already consumed a lot of energy in the previous battle with ten people.

But he quickly concealed the strangeness on his face.

“Crack!”

The sword flashed across, and the feather fan magic weapon in the hand of the person who had completed the foundation building in front was cut off, and its owner was also beheaded.

Instant tragic death!

Following closely, another demon cultivator was also pierced through the forehead by the sword light, and blood spurted out.

It only takes a blink of an eye.

Only five of the ten foundation-building masters are left.

“The Cloud Thunder Sword is too powerful for us demonic cultivators! How can we defeat it with its power?”

“It’s over! It’s completely over!”

The five people were completely desperate, and Mo Xunhuan among them was no longer crazy, with a face full of bitterness.

They have only a glimmer of hope of resisting together.

Now they saw that the thunder-attributed Yunlei Sword was so restraining to their skills and magic weapons.

This glimmer of hope was also extinguished.

“Dead, five!”

Below, Mo Hong and Liu Keqing also looked pale and fell to the ground dejectedly.

Once Mo Xunhuan and the others die, the two of them will be doomed as well.

Only Xu Zhengyi showed a happy and proud expression. From time to time, he looked at Liu Keqing’s graceful figure, with lustful flashes in his eyes.

He usually interrogates the evil cult women he captures.

Doesn’t he have the final say on the specific interrogation method?

No one knows anyway.

“Killing you with the Cloud Thunder Sword is too much of an honor for you. I’d better use the Blue Shadow Sword!”

In the air, the little sword fairy looked at Mo Xunhuan and the other four. His eyes flashed and he sneered with disdain.

He put away the Cloud Thunder Sword.

He summoned the blue flying sword that he had used before.

But the next moment.

His face changed drastically and he quickly controlled the flying sword to stab behind him.

“bite!”

With a crisp sound, the blue flying sword was blown away by a huge force, followed by a stream of hot demonic energy that rushed straight to the back of the little sword fairy’s head.

“Who is it?!”

The young sword fairy took advantage of the flying sword’s moment of resistance to narrowly avoid the attack, and looked into the distance in shock and anger.

I saw——

A young man in a yellow shirt and with an ordinary face stood on the flying sword, staring at him with narrowed eyes.

This person.

It was Ye Bufan.

“It’s you? The guy who bid for ‘Jingtianshui’.”

The little sword master recognized him and his face turned pale.

At that time, he also discussed this man with Yan Ruyu, saying that he was too stupid to bid high price for Jingtianshui.

On the other side, Mo Xunhuan, who was preparing to die, was also stunned.

He recognized it too.

I thought he was a guy at the first level of foundation building before, and I tracked him for a long time. Now I see…

The demonic energy surged all over his body like waves. Although his cultivation level could not be seen, this aura was definitely not that of the first level of foundation building!

“The reaction is quite quick.”

“But, you have almost used up all your mana, right? You can’t use the Cloud Thunder Sword anymore.”

Ye Bufan smiled faintly.

“Your aura is at most that of a perfect foundation building. You are overestimating yourself! Even if I can’t use the Cloud Thunder Sword, it’s more than enough to kill you.”

The little sword fairy sneered, and summoned a blue flying sword, which pierced Ye Bufan like lightning.

“puff!”

With a slight sound, “Ye Bufan” shattered on the spot, turning into an image.

“Hmm? Your speed…”

The young swordsman was surprised. Even though his magic power was almost exhausted, no matter what, he was still unable to dodge the attack from an ordinary person with perfect foundation.

The person in front of me was incredibly fast.

“Whoosh!”

A sword whistled and then the little sword immortal saw a green flying sword piercing his throat.

Although there was no condensed sword force, the sword energy formed by the rolling demonic energy gave the little sword fairy a strong sense of oppression.

“clang!”

The young swordsman urged his flying sword to collide with the opponent’s flying sword. The terrifying sword energy swept across, and its power was so strong that it knocked him back more than ten feet.

“puff!”

The young swordsman, who didn’t have much magical power to begin with, was shocked to the point of bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

“This strength… is beyond the reach of an average foundation-building master. Who are you?!”

The little sword fairy’s face changed color, and he stared at Ye Bufan who appeared dozens of feet away.

He practiced kendo and had never heard of such powerful kendo spells, which were beyond common sense.

Mo Xunhuan and others in the distance widened their eyes in disbelief.

They were somewhat familiar with that body movement and swordsmanship.

They had met on the fifth floor of the Sutra Repository!

“Who on earth is this guy? He actually mastered these two forbidden spells!”

A demon cultivator trembled.

The two spells “Fleeting Glimpses” and “Magic Sword Technique” are extremely famous in the Demonic Sect.

The former is too difficult to practice, and there are only a handful of people in the entire Demonic Sect who have achieved even a small degree of success!

The latter is even more deadly. Although its power is terrifying, once it is used, all the energy in the body can be drained.

If you use it a few more times, there is a 90% chance that you will die on the spot!

There are actually people who practice this kind of forbidden magic!

It’s great!

“Is it him? The Midnight Black Hand who broke Li Kui’s legs, Zhang Laosan!”

Mo Xunhuan seemed to remember something and said in surprise.

He had seen the portrait of this man, which was painted by Li Kui. Now the portrait was spread all over the Demon Sect.

Afterwards, Liu Wangchuan ordered him to search for his whereabouts.

Unfortunately, after searching for a long time, Zhang Laosan seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth.

Unexpectedly…she appeared in front of him now!

“I don’t like the word ‘old’ very much.”

Ye Bufan said expressionlessly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a layer of red armor with a cold sheen covered his body.

At the same time, his black hair gradually turned blood red, and his eyes also turned blood red. A murderous aura as hot as the sun burst out, like rolling wolf smoke, sweeping in all directions.

His entire temperament changed drastically, as if he was a demon crawling out of hell.