Only one day had passed since leaving Sacred Spring Sect, yet the Demonic Malice Sect had already received news and learned about the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade, with a hall master leading people to pursue them.
This speed was extremely fast!
A third-rate evil sect with branch halls spread across various provinces naturally excelled at intelligence gathering.
Ma Yunteng and Wang Donglin’s brows furrowed even tighter.
Judging from the aura this hall master released, his strength should be at peak Wuzong level. Although they could handle him, if they fought with him, it would be equivalent to offending the Demonic Malice Sect!
If it were a righteous sect, offending them wouldn’t matter.
But this was an evil sect—as long as they made enemies, they would definitely face merciless retaliation.
“You want to borrow my blade?”
Jun Changxiao said, “It’s not impossible.”
Ma Yunteng and Wang Donglin were startled. Could Sect Leader Jun really be willing to give the blade to the Demonic Malice Sect?
Of course, of course.
Although a blade with a weapon spirit was formidable.
If it would bring mortal danger upon himself, lending it to a third-rate evil sect would also be a wise move.
“However.”
Jun Changxiao waved his hand, and the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade appeared out of thin air. His gaze flashing with cold intent, he said, “That depends on whether you have the ability to borrow it.”
“Clang! Clang! Clang!”
Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, and the others threw down their skewers and drew their Hanfeng Swords one after another, their gazes immediately brimming with intense battle intent.
The two Cangshan Sect elders were astonished, admiring in their hearts, “Truly worthy of the Iron Bones Clanging Sect—they really do have iron bones!”
Wang Donglin stood up, his peak Wuzong cultivation erupting as he said in a deep voice, “If you want to borrow Sect Leader Jun’s blade, you’ll have to ask whether this Wang agrees!”
“Elder Wang.”
Jun Changxiao said, “These people from the Demonic Malice Sect have come to borrow a blade from Jun—this has nothing to do with Cangshan Sect. Please do not intervene.”
Facing an evil sect, daring to stand up for him without hesitation made him feel deeply warmed.
But he also couldn’t drag down Cangshan Sect because of this.
Since someone had to offend them, let the Iron Bones Sect do the offending!
Moreover.
They were coming for him in the first place.
How could Wang Donglin just stand aside as a spectator? He said earnestly, “Sect Leader Jun…”
Jun Changxiao interrupted, saying, “These trash dare to come borrow my blade? This seat and my disciples are sufficient to deal with them. Elder Wang can just watch from the side.”
“Heh heh heh.”
That hall master laughed strangely, saying, “Sect Leader Jun is truly arrogant—no wonder you dared challenge Sacred Spring Sect.”
“However…”
He paused, his gaze turning sinister as he said, “Is Sect Leader Jun certain you want this seat to take it by force?”
“If you can take it, that’s your skill.” Jun Changxiao said.
The hall master smiled, saying, “Once this seat makes a move, it won’t just be borrowing the blade—I’ll also borrow the lives of Sect Leader Jun and all your disciples. So, Jun Changxiao needs to think this through clearly.”
“Pfft!”
As soon as the words fell, one disciple was cut down to the ground.
Ye Xingchen said coldly, “If you’re going to borrow it, then borrow it. Why all this nonsense?”
Social Brother Ye—ruthless and a man of few words!
That hall master’s gaze gradually turned cold as he said, “Boy, you dare kill my Demonic Malice Sect’s people? This seat will make you wish you were dead.”
“Whoosh!”
Black malevolent energy instantly permeated around his body, forming a sinister large hand that bombarded toward Ye Xingchen.
Swish—
Suddenly, a cyan blade light slashed over, directly annihilating the large hand condensed from evil energy.
Jun Changxiao raised his blade, saying, “Old geezer, your opponent is this seat.”
The hall master was startled, looking at the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade with a burning gaze as he said, “Truly a fine blade—this seat’s hasty pursuit was not in vain.”
“Swish!”
As he spoke, the evil energy permeating his body spread madly, then condensed into an even larger black hand, carrying hundreds of thousands of pounds of force as it bombarded forward.
At the same time.
The Demonic Malice Sect disciples scattered around also released their evil power, attacking Li Qingyang and the others with murderous intent.
Especially Ye Xingchen.
No fewer than three came to attack him, all at the fifth or sixth rank Wushi level.
“Darlings.”
Jun Changxiao raised his blade to slash at the incoming black large hand, shouting, “Fight for this seat!”
“Swish!”
Ye Xingchen was the first to step forward using Cloud Striding Steps, his Hanfeng Sword erupting with cold light as spiritual energy was channeled into it.
Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!
Executing the Single Character Sword Art, he instantly formed dozens of sword lights that, with overwhelming dominance, dismembered one of the attacking Demonic Malice Sect disciples into eight pieces!
With Ye Xingchen’s current strength, combined with the Hanfeng Sword and sword techniques, let alone fifth or sixth rank Wushi—even peak Wushi could be easily slaughtered.
On the other side.
Jun Changxiao’s Azure Dragon Crescent Blade once again annihilated the large hand, the sinister evil energy also dispersed into nothingness.
The hall master was secretly alarmed.
The blade energy erupting from this blade could actually restrain his demonic energy!
Naturally.
The blade used by Lord Guan was supremely yang and supremely strong!
Never mind demonic energy—even demons, monsters, ghosts, and ghouls would be destroyed one by one, completely unreasonably!
Jun Changxiao also realized this issue, the battle intent in his gaze growing even stronger as he immediately raised his blade and charged forward.
“Pfft!”
“Pfft!”
Li Qingyang and the others had already begun fighting fiercely with the dozens of Demonic Malice Sect disciples, relying on their movement techniques and weapon advantages to kill several at tricky angles.
Ma Yunteng, Wang Donglin, and the others watched, somewhat dumbfounded.
Judging from the decisiveness and ferocity the Iron Bones Sect disciples displayed, they were clearly battle-hardened veterans!
Li Qingyang and the others not only displayed ruthless killing methods, but their coordination with fellow disciples also earned continuous praise from the two Cangshan Sect elders.
These Iron Bones Sect disciples were truly terrifying!
After just a brief exchange, the twenty-some disciples including Li Qingyang, relying on their cultivation and equipment, had already firmly seized absolute initiative.
“Boom!”
Yang Yuhua didn’t use a weapon but raised his Adamant Shield, directly ramming a Demonic Malice Sect disciple and sending him flying, blood spraying wildly.
Long Ziyang wielded his Overlord Spear like a charging general, directly plunging into the crowd and slaughtering madly.
In roughly ten minutes.
The thirty-some Demonic Malice Sect disciples who had come with the hall master all died before the Iron Bones Sect disciples, posing even less threat than the Earth Flame Wolf pack in Death Valley.
“Trash.”
Ye Xingchen stepped on a corpse, using the victim’s clothes to wipe away the blood staining his sword.
“Boom!”
A sound came from the distance as Jun Changxiao slashed down with his blade, the blade energy formed directly severing several large trees at the waist.
After the Demonic Malice Sect hall master dodged in a wretched manner, a chill immediately rose on his back.
This person’s strength was not inferior to the Sacred Spring Sect’s Sect Master—he was even stronger, having cultivated through unorthodox evil methods after all.
But Lord Guan’s blade energy restrained demonic energy, making the fight extremely frustrating for him.
Take just now, for example.
Using demonic energy to form a defensive barrier to resist—if it were Wang Donglin, he definitely couldn’t break through it, but the result was that it was split open with one slash!
His strength was clearly much greater than the Iron Bones Sect Leader’s, yet because the blade energy was too fierce and strong, he could only fight with extreme hesitation and restriction.
“Damn it!”
With all his subordinates dead and his cultivated demonic energy being restrained, the hall master’s heart filled with thoughts of retreat, and he angrily threatened, “Jun Changxiao, this seat will remember this debt!”
“Swish!”
Having said that, he fled using a sinister movement technique.
Just as he lifted his foot, a heavy imposing force suddenly appeared behind him, shocking his mind and spirit as he hurriedly looked back.
“Thud.”
Jun Changxiao strode forward with great steps, the soul of Lord Guan in his green robe over battle armor following close behind.
“Swish!”
He raised the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade and fiercely swung it down, his voice resounding like a great bell across the mountains and wilderness:
“Petty scoundrels, leave your lives behind!”
Swish!
The cyan blade light swept forward, carrying supremely strong and supremely firm energy, instantly dispersing all the evil energy permeating the air.
“Not good!”
The hall master’s gaze filled with horror as the energy from his spirit core erupted madly, trying to dodge when the blade arrived.
It was futile, because just as he was about to dash away, the cyan blade light swept past him, leaving a cyan trace lingering in midair.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In a fan-shaped area spanning dozens of meters, tree after tree shattered with thunderous sounds, falling down in perfect alignment.
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