I Have A Qi Fortune Altar-Chapter 721 - 455: Asura Daoist Chen Yuan, Online!!! (Not to be Missed)_3

Chapter 721: Chapter 455: Asura Daoist Chen Yuan, Online!!! (Not to be Missed)_3

Yang Huatian looked towards Li Suqing.

"No way."

"I’ll cover the retreat!"

Su Ziyue and Li Suqing exclaimed in unison.

"Don’t let emotions cloud your judgment. Ghost Brother is right, you must find the right moment to leave. Leave the rest to the two of us. Seven Emotions Friend’s cultivation is insufficient, Changqing Friend’s skills are extraordinary, and Heavenly Sword Friend possesses the demeanor of a True Monarch. After our deaths... whether Taoist Divine Palace can truly stand tall in Jianghu will depend on you,"

Chu Changfeng said in a heavy tone.

Li Suqing took a deep breath, clenched her fists tightly, and did not speak.

Su Ziyue, however, felt ashamed for the first time about her insufficient strength. If she also had the cultivation at the peak of Refining God, the ones staying behind today wouldn’t have been these two.

During the exchange of messages with the Heavenly Book, none of them had forgotten to fight the Royal Family True Monarchs, although they were completely at a disadvantage. The four people controlling the Innate Five Elements Array Flags were still too forced.

"Hmph, a trapped beast still struggles."

The Royal Family True Monarch snorted coldly, his techniques unceasing.

Bright, terrifying rays of light interweaved.

In less than a quarter of an hour, these traitors of the Divine Palace would be dead!

The other six True Masters also saw the dawn of victory and were frantically unleashing their skills, suppressing Su Ziyue and the others.

The condition of Chu Changfeng, Li Suqing, and the others was bad, but Jiang He’s condition was even worse. They were resisting a True Monarch and eight True Masters together with the Innate Five Elements Array.

And Jiang He was facing a True Monarch alone!

Moreover, he was not facing an ordinary True Monarch but a True Monarch with a reputation on the Supreme List. Although his ranking wasn’t high, his strength was far superior to that of the Royal Family True Monarch.

Previously, when Jiang He executed a move that sent out tens of thousands of swords, he managed to cause Pu Xian Bodhisattva a moment of prickling pain, but that was all there was to it.

In fact, that sword hadn’t even broken through Pu Xian Bodhisattva’s defense with the Immovable Ming King Bell.

"Buddha... arrives!"

The indifferent Pu Xian Bodhisattva uttered these two words.

In an instant, the heavens and earth changed color, and from the void, a massive Buddhist palm descended from the skies, bringing a tremendous suppressive force crashing down. Under this Buddhist palm, Jiang He seemed so insignificant.

Looking up at the Buddhist palm in the sky, Jiang He exhaled a long breath, his face solemn, as the Sword Intent around him quickly began to condense. He took a step forward and faced the colossal palm in the void head-on!

Streams of Nihility Sword Qi followed closely behind Jiang He, violently colliding with the Buddhist palm in the void.

"Boom!!!"

An explosive roar sounded above the Imperial City, as if the void itself had completely solidified at that moment, with numerous gazes converging within it.

It seemed like a quarter of an hour had passed, or perhaps just an instant.

Finally, there was movement in the void.

"Crack... crack... crack..."

Cracks started to spread across the hundred-palmed Buddhist palm, one finger shattered, then the entire palm was affected, and instantly, the Buddhist palm burst into pieces.

Waves of heat rolled out, and ripples spread across the void.

Chu Changfeng and the others, who had divided their attention, watched this scene, a flash of surprise flickering in their eyes.

Jiang He... has he blocked it?

So strong!

But before they could continue to hope for more, a figure fell violently from the void.

It was Jiang He!

His appearance had drastically changed.

What had been a snow-white robe was now completely soaked in red; from a distance, it looked as if he was wearing a blood robe. The aura around him began to decline rapidly.

"Heavenly Sword!!!"

Chu Changfeng shouted loudly, wishing to assist.

But as soon as he made a move, he was scattered by a palm strike from the Royal Family True Monarch, and the court True Masters also moved, preventing these traitors from aiding each other.

It seemed that all could only watch helplessly as Jiang He fell to the ground.

Jiang He closed his eyes, as if he had fallen into a deep slumber.

In the moment just before he hit the ground, a breeze passed by. Then streams of Nihility Sword Qi supported his physical body, gradually suspending him in the air.

His eyelashes quivered slightly as Jiang He opened his eyes, a look of resolve flashing through them.

"Sky-reaching Sword Technique, All Swords Unite!"

A murmur, yet it reached the ears of all with precision.

Pu Xian Bodhisattva’s gaze sharpened, sensing a dangerous aura.

At this moment, Jiang He’s previously weakening aura began to climb step by step, even surpassing his prior state, and sword energies from underground, the void, and all around began to converge within a radius of ten thousand meters.

The wind was a sword, the grass was a sword, all things became swords.

In a blink of an eye, the sky above the Imperial City was once again filled with swords Qi.

It was as if Jiang He had borrowed the sword energy from another half of the city.

Jiang He spread his arms, and with a mere thought, using the Qingyun Sword as a base, all the surrounding Sword Qi instantly surged into it. In just a moment, it condensed into an extremely powerful Divine Sword.

"This sword will kill you!"

Jiang He looked at Pu Xian Bodhisattva with calm eyes.

"Amitabha, your excellency, please proceed!"

Pu Xian Bodhisattva remained unmoved, as the Immovable Ming King Bell shone brightly.

Jiang He smiled, extended his sword finger, and with a clang of the Divine Sword, it roared into action.

The terrifying Divine Sword seemed to transcend time and space, instantly appearing in front of Pu Xian, confronting the Immovable Ming King Bell. In this moment, everyone’s gaze converged on this very sword.

A flash of horror crossed the originally serene gaze of Pu Xian.

The next moment.

The protective golden bell shattered with a loud bang, and the sword pierced directly into his chest. Pu Xian Bodhisattva looked down at the sword in his chest, opened his mouth, and then...

Both the flesh and the Divine Sword annihilated, the spirit of the Qingyun Sword was greatly damaged, and it flew back in retreat.

"He... is he dead?"

At this moment, everyone’s gaze was filled with a startling surprise.

That sword, did it kill Pu Xian Bodhisattva?

Jingtai’s expression also turned grim in an instant, even a bit unsightly.

But just when everyone thought Pu Xian Bodhisattva was dead, a golden light flashed in the void, and a figure suddenly appeared. It was Pu Xian Bodhisattva, but at this moment, his aura had slightly declined, and a hint of crimson spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"A fine sword."

"What a pity..."

Jiang He laughed freely, as if he had anticipated this outcome.

Using all his strength, he had only managed to wound Pu Xian Bodhisattva.

Nevertheless, he had given it his all.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang He’s aura began to fade immediately, this time dropping to an all-time low, to the point where he could barely stand steady and needed to support himself with the Qingyun Sword.

His eyes seemed to hold a trace of confusion and reminiscence.

His life flashed before him, along with the image of a beautiful silhouette.

"It’s a pity, the final sword was not created." Jiang He smiled faintly, closed his eyes, and resigned himself to death. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

Inside the Shuanghe Temple.

Li Hongshuang, who was watching the battle, for some reason, felt a sudden heart palpitation, as if a piece had been forcefully carved away from her. She blinked, and a wave of endless sorrow surged forth.

Seeing the swordsman close his eyes and give up resisting, Cao Zhengxian’s eyes gleamed with a hint of a smile, and he spoke softly:

"Your Majesty, victory is assured!"

Jingtai nodded slightly, also revealing a trace of relief.

In that instant just before, he truly thought Pu Xian Bodhisattva had fallen to the hands of this unknown swordsman. If that were the case, today the Imperial Court would have...

Fortunately, he ultimately failed to achieve the feat of Refining God and defeating a True Monarch.

Su Ziyue and Li Su Qing, upon seeing Jiang He close his eyes to embrace death, felt an unstoppable sense of despair rising in their hearts.

Chen Yuan, why haven’t you saved Elder Moluo yet!!!

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Pu Xian Bodhisattva brought his palms together in respect towards Jiang He, whose sword had nearly shattered his True Body.

Respectable!

But that was all there was to it.

"Please, sir, enter the cycle of reincarnation!"

Pu Xian Bodhisattva slowly lifted his palm.

But just at that moment, the sky rumbled with dark clouds, Demonic Qi covered the heavens, and a terrifying presence descended without any restraint, heading straight for them.

Suddenly, everyone’s gaze simultaneously fixated upon the dark clouds. Jiang He, who had closed his eyes ready to face death, also opened his eyes, showing a trace of astonishment.

From within those dark clouds, a somewhat hoarse voice rang out:

"The Taoist Divine Palace’s Asura Daoist is here!!!"

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