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The moment Mu Qiufeng saw Liu Zhenxian, his expression instantly darkened. He waved his hand to the disciples behind him and urgently said, "Everyone, leave this place immediately. Those who survive should go to Spirit Ghost Street and find the manager of Seven Store. Tell him that Liu Zhenxian has come out again. Flash Dance Network, hurry up and get out!"
With that, Mu Qiufeng drew the Peach Wood Sword from his back and charged toward Liu Zhenxian. Meanwhile, the group of Taoist Masters behind Mu Qiufeng exchanged glances before scattering in all directions, leaving Mu Qiufeng alone to confront Liu Zhenxian.
"Heh heh, my dear master, you are still so hypocritical. Do you think this will distract me? Don't worry; I will kill all of you. None shall escape," Liu Zhenxian scoffed as he watched the fleeing crowd. With a wave of his right hand, a surge of Eerie Aura erupted from his body, enveloping a one-hundred-meter radius around him and forming a barrier made of Eerie Aura that ensnared the fleeing Taoist Masters.
"An opportunity!" Mu Qiufeng thought as he noticed the Eerie Aura dispersing from Liu Zhenxian's body, indicating a moment of weakness. His heart raced as he took out several talismans from his robe and affixed them to the Peach Wood Sword in his hand. Then, with his left hand, he swiftly executed a Sword Technique while chanting, "Ultimate Earth, Mystical Arts Have Methods, Exorcise Demons and Eliminate Spirits, Three Pure Ones Bestow Divine Power! Spirit Severing Technique, command!"
As soon as Mu Qiufeng finished speaking, a faint white light emanated from the Peach Wood Sword. The talismans ignited spontaneously without fire, causing the white light on the sword to take on a hint of crimson, instantly enhancing the power of Mu Qiufeng's Sword Technique by thirty percent.
"Cut for me!" Mu Qiufeng shouted as he infused all the Daoist Magic within him into the Peach Wood Sword. At that moment, his complexion turned an unhealthy shade of red, looking quite abnormal.
As Mu Qiufeng brought down the Peach Wood Sword, a white blade mixed with fiery red sword energy surged toward Liu Zhenxian.
"This old man is somewhat formidable; however, it will be difficult for him to eliminate Liu Zhenxian alone," I thought to myself. Just moments ago, I had been standing right behind Liu Zhenxian, but upon seeing the incoming sword energy, an overwhelming sense of danger surged within me. I quickly dodged to the side.
Watching Liu Zhenxian in front of me, I formulated a plan. A glint flashed in my eyes as I stealthily retrieved the Demon-Subduing Staff from my backpack and muttered to myself, "I'll observe the situation first; if there's an opportunity, I'll launch a surprise attack on Liu Zhenxian."
At that moment, Liu Zhenxian also sensed the sword energy coming from Mu Qiufeng. However, there was little change in his expression. He simply reached into the air with his right hand and conjured a shield made of Eerie Aura to block in front of him.
"Heh heh, Mu Qiufeng, after all these years, you are still just a Daoist Master. You think you can kill me? You are not qualified!" Liu Zhenxian sneered as he raised his left hand and grasped at the void beside him. A black Ghost Blade appeared in his grasp.
"Mu Qiufeng, let me show you my true power so you can understand the gap between us!" Liu Zhenxian said coldly as he spat a mouthful of red ghost blood onto the Ghost Blade in his hand, transforming it into a blood-soaked weapon.
At that moment, a surge of overwhelming Killing Intent erupted from Liu Zhenxian. His eyes turned blood red as he released the Ghostly Shield from his grasp and quickly formed a strange Spell with his hands. At the same time, he shouted loudly, "Above there is no spirit, in the Underworld there are no gods. Yin-Yang Realms, let me roam freely. Ghost Blood Sacrificial Blade, only the ghost remains. Ghost Blood Blade Technique, slash!"
As soon as Liu Zhenxian finished speaking, the Ghost Blade in his hand emitted a Blood Demon red glow. The pressure radiating from the Ghost Blade made it hard for me to breathe.
I hurriedly activated the Buddhist Power within me to protect my mind while stepping back a few paces. My brows furrowed tightly as I thought to myself, "Damn, this Liu Zhenxian is incredibly strong! Even if I refine the Buddhist Relic within me, I’m not too confident about defeating him. However, if I want to escape, he won't be able to stop me."
After revealing his killing move, Liu Zhenxian dissipated the Ghostly Shield in front of him and swung the Blood Demon Blade directly at the sword energy, effortlessly shattering it.
“Pfft~~” At the moment the sword energy was destroyed, Mu Qiufeng felt a backlash and immediately tasted blood in his throat, spitting out a mouthful.
Mu Qiufeng's body swayed weakly a few times; his face turned pale, but his gaze remained fixed on Liu Zhenxian. He pointed at Liu Zhenxian with a stern tone and said, "Liu Zhenxian, you are still practicing that ghostly technique; you truly are obstinate! I really feel sorry for He Cai Xia!"
"I will risk my life to stop you; I cannot let you continue down this wrong path." Mu Qiufeng struggled to keep himself from falling. He threw down the Peach Wood Sword in his hand and took out a silver talisman from his body.
Mu Qiufeng bit his tongue hard enough to draw blood and sprayed some Tongue Blood onto the Silver Talisman. Then he tossed the Silver Talisman into the air and quickly formed a Spell with both hands while shouting loudly, "Supreme Three Pure Ones, Limitless Magic! Tower Suppressing Demons, Divine Talisman to Exterminate Ghosts! Corpse-Born Evil Spirit, stiff yet not hard! Evil-Repelling Talisman, Corpse Spirit return! Lingling, Earth Spirit, Supreme Old Lord heed my command! Corpse Controlling Talisman, decree!"
As soon as Mu Qiufeng finished speaking, the Silver Talisman in midair ignited without fire; the Tongue Blood on it transformed into a blood-red light. A blinding white light appeared out of nowhere and then morphed into an afterimage that shot toward Liu Zhenxian's Spirit Cover.
Mu Qiufeng's movements were swift; only three or four seconds had passed. At this moment, Liu Zhenxian stood dazed in place. He did not immediately attack Mu Qiufeng; instead, a look of reminiscence surfaced in his eyes.
"Heh heh, He Cai Xia, He Cai Xia! Mu Qiufeng, it was you who caused my Xia's death! You dare not speak her name in front of me! I will kill you to avenge her!" Liu Zhenxian let out a maniacal laugh; his expression twisted into one of rage as the Killing Intent behind him intensified.
"Mu Qiufeng, die!" Liu Zhenxian roared. The Blood Demon Blade in his hand easily shattered the White Dao Light before he flashed forward toward Mu Qiufeng not far away, swinging the Blood Demon Blade toward Mu Qiufeng's neck.
"Alas, Liu Zhenxian, you have taken the wrong path; it is my fault as your master. If you wish to kill me, then go ahead and strike!" Mu Qiufeng murmured to himself, then closed his eyes, quietly waiting for Liu Zhenxian to deliver the fatal blow.
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