Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant - Chapter 1665 131 Junior Brother

The sword-light howled, figures flickered.

Blood Spears shot fiercely, sweeping all before them.

Everyone knew that battling against a Martial Ancestor comparable to Class VI was like hitting a rock with an egg.

The cultivators dared not and could not engage in combat here, for if they fell, the Sect far away on Fenglin Continent would be even less able to resist the True Martial Army’s advance.

At once, they decisively fled swiftly in all directions.

Yet Wang Xu stood there, staring blankly at the youthful swordsman who transformed into sword-light and came flying toward him, ignoring the fleeing cultivators around him.

The young cultivator had finely complimented features, red lips and white teeth, yet subtly resembled that figure who always lingered in Wang Xu’s heart.

“So it’s not an illusion just now…”

He mumbled absent-mindedly in a low voice.

Buzz!

Two sounds of sword cries had already flown over.

Wang Xu suddenly regained his senses upon hearing the sound, yet allowed these two sword-light coming from the same origin to slash upon him.

The sword-light did not penetrate his flesh but emitted a sharp, ear-piercing collision sound!

Wang Xu blinkingly watched, not retaliating, letting the sword-light touch him then swiftly retreat.

The sword-light materialized Zhao Feng and another young man’s figure in the air.

Zhao Feng’s face held unprecedented fury, shouting harshly:

“Scoundrel! What are you trying to do?! Who told you to follow?!”

The young cultivator’s face showed a streak of stubbornness:

“I don’t want to be like my father, watching my mentor die in front of me!”

“You!”

Zhao Feng was furious but had no time for useless talk.

His spiritual sense scanned the scattered cultivators, watching the True Martial Army quickly approaching, alongside the Martial Ancestor virtually hovering in the air seemingly absent-minded.

He gritted his teeth and bellowed:

“Then let us, mentor and disciple, break through together!”

“Good! Hahaha!”

The young cultivator laughed upon hearing this, a trace of nervousness in his eyes quickly transforming into courage.

Longevity is but an illusion, what has a good man to fear about death?

It ought to be joyous!

“Go!”

The two transformed again into sword-light, flying rapidly towards the distance.

The True Martial Army directly bypassed the Martial Ancestor remaining in place, the black armored torrent roared forth.

At the same time, numerous God-breaking Crossbows were deployed, aiming densely at the sword-light shooting down!

The sword-light was fast, yet the God-breaking Crossbow, designed specifically against cultivators, shot even faster!

Rushing!

An arrow shower descended from the sky.

Thump thump thump!

A series of arrows collided with the sword-light, causing it to violently fluctuate!

However, the next moment, one sword-light suddenly paused, swirling amidst its motion, and suddenly turned back to slash!

A torrent of astonishing sword qi cascaded down from the sky, fiercely screaming at all the pursuing True Martial Cultivators below!

The silver cascade expanded rapidly in the eyes of all the True Martial Cultivators!

A chilling sensation of hairs standing on end struck the hearts of all True Martial Cultivators!

Th𝒾ʂ 𝐜h𝗮pƚєr 𝚤𝑠 p◎𝓈𝗍ᥱⅾ b𝐲 Ḱ𝒾𝙩ᥱ𝗇𝐨𝓋ꬲ𝑙

Even the specially crafted black armored they wore couldn’t provide any sense of safety!

“Beware!”

The leading True Martial Cultivators’ faces changed abruptly, dispersing their Blood Energy amidst the pursuit, temporarily unable to merge to defend.

At this life-and-death moment, these True Martial Cultivators boldly charged forward, opening their arms, using their flesh to fend off!

Clang clang clang!

A series of clear collision sounds and sword qi piercing flesh and bone echoed throughout the sky!

Then corpses fell like meteors!

The sword-light paused, revealing Zhao Feng’s somewhat pale face.

Arrows fell but were gently swirled by the nearby sword-light and then carried off to the distance.

“Kill!”

“Don’t let those cultivators escape!”

Everyone in the True Martial Army’s eyes turned red.

At that moment.

Whoosh——

A massive golden Dragon Pool suddenly soared into the sky, flowing with golden light, capturing the sword-light!

The sword-light trembled, slowing down instantly!

“It’s the Dragon Transformation Pool!”

“Quick!”

In the crowd of True Martial Cultivators, the last remaining Class V True Martial Cultivator suddenly halted, directly bending his bow to aim at the departing sword-light.

Twang!

A crisp sound!

Immediately followed by a shrill piercing howl.

The arrow transformed into a stream of light, shooting straight at the slowing sword-light.

The two subdued by the Dragon Pool also resumed their forms from the sword-light.

The arrow was about to hit.

When suddenly, the arrow rapidly twisted on its own!

“Hurry!”

A white-clad figure swiftly appeared before the two, palming and shattering the arrow.

A white dragon beneath swiftly whipped its tail, wrapping the two, then fled rapidly towards the western side.

The two were shocked!

“Palace Master Qin? How did you return!”

“Aunt Qin!”

Seeing the white-clad figure, Zhao Feng was both anxious and angry.

The youthful cultivator was overjoyed.

Qin Lingxiao’s brow furrowed slightly but ignored the two, her spiritual sense constantly focusing on their rear, speaking quickly in a low voice:

“The True Martial Cultivators are overwhelming, Zhongsheng Continent must be abandoned, just as the worst plan made beforehand, everyone has already retreated swiftly towards the Teleportation Array, we must lose them quickly, and upon returning to Fenglin Continent, immediately destroy the Teleportation Array!”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Feng also calmed down instantly.

His eyes scanned the sky-covering True Martial Cultivators behind, his heart weighed heavily.

Though the worst was accounted for, greatly overestimating the number of True Martial Cultivators, he still didn’t expect the Patriarch of True Wu had entirely reached another stage, one person alone enough to crush all participating cultivators.

Yet his heart puzzled:

“This person clearly has such ability, why wait until almost all the Class V True Martial Cultivators die before acting?”

“If he acted, there certainly wouldn’t be such heavy casualties.”

“Did he arrive late… or, is there another situation?”