The Great Immortal with Boundless Magical Power Chapter 952

Outside Guangyang City, in the maple forest, on the long road.

Gao Xian took a long walk in the forest with the Wuji Sword. It was dusk, the sunset was rich and the autumn breeze was refreshing, and the fiery red maple leaves were as intense and gorgeous as burning in the blood-red sunlight.

A long loess road runs through the maple forest and leads to Guangyang City. The setting sun slanting down from behind cast his long shadow on the long road.

Looking along the long road, you can faintly see the tall and thick city wall between the fiery maple leaves, and you can also faintly see the smoke curling above the wall.

Gao Xian likes this scene very much. The red leaves are light and gorgeous, the city is ancient and thick, and the long road connects the maple forest and the city. Nature and people are well integrated here.

It's a pity that he lacks a skinny horse and a flock of crows flying around the trees. He doesn't have any heart-breaking sadness, so he lacks a bit of desolate and melancholy beauty, but he is more leisurely and relaxed, and has a different kind of fun.

A swordsman in yellow clothes walked towards him. He stopped a few feet away from Gao Xian and said in a deep voice: "Devil, this road is blocked."

The swordsman in yellow has handsome features and high-spirited eyebrows. His dark yellow robe is soft and fine in texture, with hundreds of golden runes on it. It is gorgeous and restrained.

A black jade belt inlaid with jade was tied around his waist, and two swords were slanted behind his waist. This way of sword-wielding is compact and strict, and there is a strong and fierce feeling that the sword can be drawn at any time.

Gao Xian smiled slightly: "We are all Taoist practitioners. When we meet for the first time, why do fellow Taoists say bad words?"

The swordsman in yellow said seriously: "Everyone can kill a demon like you. You are not qualified to be my Taoist friend."

"Fellow Taoist is upright and awe-inspiring, I admire you."

Gao Xian didn't care that cultivators in this world liked to have famous teachers, so it was normal for him to be labeled a devil. Besides, he does it all the time.

In fact, these are just small sections that cultivators focus on. Emphasizing the justice of the law is more of an incentive for oneself, or to win over comrades and divide enemies.

The swordsman in yellow raised his eyebrows. Gao Xian's words made him feel awkward, but he didn't know how to respond with enough force.

As he weighed the situation in his mind, he lost two points of energy.

A deep and cold voice came from behind: "Fellow Daoist Zhou, why bother talking to this evil demon!"

Gao Xian turned sideways and saw a black-robed monk walking behind him. The monk had a bald head and eyebrows, a lion's nose and a wide mouth. His shoulders were broad and his back was broad, and he was nearly eight feet tall. He was very tall and majestic.

What's even more eye-catching is the long stick in the monk's hand. The black stick has a golden coiled dragon on it. Under the setting sun, the golden coiled dragon shines brightly, seeming to come alive.

The black-clothed monk looks to be quite young. He looks like he is in his fifties or sixties. His body is full of energy, but like a steel-making furnace, he exudes the blazing arrogance of pure sun. The distance between the two sides is more than ten feet, and his blazing aura has already roasted Gao Xian's whole body. searing.

The bright red maple leaves all around are curling and turning yellow under the pure yang energy, and the bark of the trees is crackling and cracking thousands of lines under the high temperature.

"I wonder what the master is called?" Gao Xian guessed that the other party should be a master from Tianlong Temple. His sixth-level cultivation was pure and powerful, and he was much more domineering than the swordsman in yellow.

"Tenryuji Temple is destroyed."

The old monk in black paused slightly on the ground with his long stick in his hand and announced his dharma name.

Gao Xian looked at the swordsman in yellow again, and the swordsman in yellow said proudly: "Travel around the Hidden Sword Studio."

At this time, the leaves behind Gao Xian shook, and Yan Jiujiu, who was covered in silver armor, fell from the sky. He didn't say anything, just held the Baihong Sword and stared coldly at Gao Xian's back.

Gao Xian turned sideways and glanced at Yan Jiu, who was standing on the tree. He smiled and greeted, "Fellow Taoist Yan, we meet again."

Yan Jiu's face was expressionless behind his transparent visor, and his eyes were sharp and gloomy, full of murderous intent. He was stabbed by Gao Xian last time and almost died in Gao Xian's hands.

At this moment, Gao Xian's whole body's true energy was already filled with the aura of pure yang, which was obviously the pure yang of enlightenment. With such a terrifying monster, he didn't dare to be careless.

In fact, if it weren't for Jue Mie and Zhou You, he would never have dared to come to Gao Xian.

It was because Gao Xian walked all the way to Kyoto that they had the opportunity to summon the powerful men from the Four Holy Lands to block Gao Xian outside Guangyang City.

If Gao Xian were to enter Kyoto, he would be in big trouble!

Gao Xian didn't get a response from Yan Jiu, so he smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist Yan is a little nervous..."

"The devil from outside the territory has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth!"

Someone shouted in a low voice across from Gao Xian, his voice as cold and sharp as a knife, naturally showing an edge.

Following the sound, Gao Xian saw a tall, middle-aged man with a majestic appearance walking out of the depths of the maple forest. This man wore a golden crown, dark blue water-patterned robes, and a long black sheath sword at his waist.

The four people blocking the road were all pure yang warriors, each with their own aura, but the middle-aged swordsman in blue had the most aura and was the most domineering.

As soon as this person appeared, his sharp sword intent was focused on Gao Xian.

The other three pure yang experts all used pure yang aura to lock in, but they all maintained a certain degree of control and did not force Gao Xian too much.

The swordsman in blue didn't have any scruples, and his strong and sharp sword intent drove straight towards Gao Xian.

This kind of outward display of sword intention is equivalent to drawing a knife across someone's neck when they meet. This man does not consider cooperating with other people when doing things, he is arrogant and domineering and does his own thing.

"I don't know how to call a friend?" Gao Xian didn't care about the other party's arrogance and rudeness. Since the two sides were enemies, it was normal for the other party to use any method.

"Tiandao Sect Ningque." The swordsman in blue announced his name loudly, with a proud look on his face.

The swordsman in yellow is also very proud, but he is aloof. Ning Que, on the other hand, is aloof and arrogant.

This kind of arrogance and sharpness will cause harm to everyone around him without hesitation.

As soon as Ning Que spoke, his momentum overwhelmed Zhou You, Jue Mie, and Yan Jiu. It also completely covered the aura of the fat middle-aged man who appeared at the end.

The fat middle-aged man stood under Yan Shijiu, facing Gao Xian's back. This man has fair skin and small eyes. His plump face naturally has slightly raised corners of his mouth, and he looks friendly and smiling.

He wore a set of khaki armor, which looked very thick and made his figure rounder.

Also wearing armor, Yan Shijiu looked gorgeous and majestic, but the fat middle-aged man looked quite simple and honest, without any imposing manner.

Among the five pure Yang strongmen, this fat middle-aged man has the most restrained aura, with a very ordinary and ordinary atmosphere.

The dark golden dragon shadow in Gao Xian's left eye was flying and spinning, and he could see the five pure Yang experts inside and out.

The powerful magical treasure seal of the powerful Tianlong can easily discern powerful people of the same level in the human world. Not to mention that it is difficult to release the divine consciousness of the Mysterious Embryo. Practitioners focus on cultivating themselves, and there are very few related magical powers and secrets.

From his point of view, Yan Shijiu was the weakest among the five present, and the other four had their own strengths. Finally, this middle-aged fat man appeared, whose true Qi was the most powerful.

Ning Que, Zhou You, Jue Mie and other Chunyang didn't know what Gao Xian was doing, but out of the intuition of a sixth-level powerhouse, they all felt something was wrong.

Ning Que said loudly: "Fellow Taoists, let me weigh the weight of the demon first. If I lose to you fellow Taoists, it won't be too late before I take action." Yan Jiujiu frowned slightly, he finally invited the powerful men from the Four Holy Lands here. , and finally blocked Gao Xian's way.

At this time, it's time to swarm up and deal with Gao Xian. Fighting alone is meaningless!

Slaying demons is different from competing in martial arts! If Gao Xian were to seize the opportunity to escape, there would be trouble.

It's just that Ning Que is arrogant and thinks he is second in the world and never takes others seriously. If he tried to stop it, he would definitely offend Ning Que greatly.

With Ning Que's character, he might deliberately let Gao Xian go, and then go find Gao Xian alone.

Yan Shijiu weighed the pros and cons without daring to speak. He looked down at Wan Yongchang. This powerful man from the Wanshou Sect was the most popular and had friendship with Ning Que.

With so many people present, only Wan Yongchang could persuade Ning Que.

Wan Yongchang didn't seem to notice Yan Shijiu's gaze, he just smiled and looked at it without saying anything to stop him.

Jue Mie is cold and aloof, and Zhou You is aloof. Although these two people dislike Ning Que, they don't think there is anything wrong with Ning Que and Gao Xian acting alone.

How powerful can a mere extraterrestrial devil be, no matter how powerful it is? !

Five sixth-level pure Yang experts gathered together and would never give Gao Xian a chance.

Ning Que didn't ask for everyone's consent, he just informed everyone out of basic courtesy.

He said, holding on to the hilt of the knife and striding towards Gao Xian.

Yan Jiu stood on the tree and sighed silently. He made a gesture to signal his men not to move rashly.

Deep in the maple forest, there are still two thousand hidden dragon guards. There are six teams in total, led by six fifth-level cultivators, the worst of which are foundation-building cultivators.

Such a huge force, if used well, is enough to surround and kill sixth-order Chunyang.

Yan Jiu was also well aware of Gao Xian's terror, and mobilized all his elite forces for this ambush.

The Qianlong Guard teams guarded the four sides and observed the battlefield through telescopes, so they could naturally see Yan Shijiu's gestures.

To be honest, a group of Qianlongwei masters breathed a sigh of relief. They really don't want to get involved in a battle of this level.

With Yan Jiu's order, many Qianlongwei masters can relax and watch the show.

Ning Que didn't care what Yan Jiu arranged, he held the handle of the knife in his hand and strode towards Gao Xian.

The magic sword on his waist is the Heavenly Sword Sect's most powerful magic weapon, the Nine Heavens Xuandu Thunder Emperor Sword, and he also practices the "Xuandu Thunder Sutra".

When he activated the sword intent, his eyes flashed with lightning, and there was a faint trace of lightning flashing around his body. It was the Xuandu Thunder Saber Gang that became more and more furious.

The distance between the two sides was only more than ten feet. Ning Que strode over and was in front of Gao Xian in a blink of an eye.

After a short period of gathering momentum, Ning Que's body was now filled with lightning and lightning, and his eyes were even more intense. He was already so domineering, and now his body was shining with lightning and he was like a god.

The agitated breath caused the maple leaves on the trees to sway and fall. If these maple leaves fell around Ning Que, they would be blown into powder by Xuandu's Thunder Blade.

Such a majestic power caused both Guan Zhan and Zhou Yu to retreat continuously. For sixth-order Chunyang, this battlefield is too small.

The Heavenly Sword Sect uses thunder as its sword, and its momentum is the strongest and fiercest. When Ning Que takes action, no one else can cooperate.

They can't help if they stand too close, but will affect Ning Que's performance.

Yan Jiu's eyes were already occupied by the shining thunder. He said to Wan Yongchang below: "Brother Wan, Ning Que is so domineering!"

Wan Yongchang nodded slightly: "If you use thunder as a heavenly sword, you must have the domineering sword intention to control the world. If not, you will not be able to master this sword technique..."

Ning Que didn't pay attention to the Chunyangs around him. His eyes and sword intent were firmly fixed on Gao Xian.

What surprised him a little was that Gao Xian stood there casually with his sword in hand, with a relaxed attitude, as if he didn't care about his sharp and thunderous sword intent.

Ning Que shouted low and pulled out the Jiuxiao Xuandu Thunder Emperor Sword. The blade was four and a half feet long, two and a half inches wide, and the blade was as clear as a mirror.

Under the urging of the Xuandu Thunder Saber Gang, countless runes shone out from the inside of the Thunder Emperor Saber, gathering extremely intense and blazing lightning.

Ning Que, who holds the magic sword in his hand, is like the Thunder Emperor who controls the thunder of the nine heavens, with extraordinary majesty.

The Thunder Emperor's sword cut through the air, and the gleaming thunder turned into a sharp electric blade and struck Gao Xian directly. The dazzling lightning blocked the **** sun and the endless red leaves around him.

At this moment, the electric blade transformed by Thunder is the only ruler between heaven and earth.

Such a majestic power made several sixth-order Chunyangs watching the battle look awe-inspiring. No matter how arrogant Ning Que was, using thunder as a sword really had the power to cut through the world. It is indeed a heavenly sword!

To everyone's surprise, Gao Xian did not retreat. He casually drew out his sword and blocked the powerful Thunder Emperor Sword with a single move.

The swords were handed over, and the blade in Gao Xian's hand was as clear as autumn water, buzzing and clear, and the light in the blade flowed like rippling water waves.

Ning Que, who was slashing with a sword, urged Xuandu to thunder. Although the sword was strong, it could not suppress Gao Xian's sword. It's like a powerful thunderbolt blasting into the endless river. No matter how domineering the thunderbolt is, its power will be absorbed by the river.

Ning Que knew something was wrong. He was about to draw his sword to change, but there was an invisible and dense sword energy on Gao Xian's sword, which stuck to his Thunder Emperor sword. Ning Que hurriedly activated the Xuandu Thunder Saber Gang again.

Gao Xian turned the Wuji Sword lightly in his hand and moved the Thunder Emperor Sword a few inches to the side. Ning Que urged the Xuandu Thunder Sword to fall mostly into the air.

Taking advantage of this gap, the Wuji Sword in Gao Xian's hand went straight in and touched Ning Que's eyebrow with a light sword.

Ning Que had already sensed something was wrong. He threw the Jiuxiao Xuandu Thunder Emperor Sword and turned into lightning and flew backwards.

The lightning flashed back a hundred feet away. The maple trees were shattered by the lightning, leaving a straight passage in the forest. Above the passage, sawdust and leaves were scattered all over the sky...

Ning Que, who retreated a hundred feet away, touched his eyebrows in surprise. When he saw the blood on his hands, his heart became cold.

All the sword intent within the sword mark also spread, dragging his Yangshen and consciousness into endless darkness.

Just when Ning Que's consciousness completely dissipated, he heard Gao Xian sigh softly: "What a pity this blood-like maple leaf..."

Ning Que was a little angry. His magnificent sixth-level Pure Yang was not as good as a few leaves? But he could no longer express his emotions. He fell to the sky and had no breath at all.

Juie Mie and Zhou You both had cold expressions. Seeing Ning Que being killed by Gao Xian's sword, they were actually very shocked, but they were able to control their emotions.

Wan Yongchang, who had been smiling all the time, had a gloomy face, without any smile at all.

Yan Jiujiu felt chills all over his body. He almost died under Gao Xian's sword last time. This time, seeing Gao Xian easily kill the arrogant Ning Que, he was shocked, angry and frightened...

The four top sixth-order Pure Yang experts in the world were all silent at this moment, but this silence was so harsh at this moment!

(Second update, and third update~) (End of this chapter)

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