Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

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The Azure Flying Sword swept across the sky,

its aura dominating the entire battlefield.

Shriek!

The wails of a hundred ghosts resounded, and another piercing howl emerged. Transparent sound waves materialized, converging into three radiant, pellucid spikes that shot forward in a trident formation.

Whoosh!

The Taiqing Flying Sword reversed its direction, slashing horizontally, shattering the three transparent spikes of spiritual light, which scattered like stars in all directions, leaving ripples where they struck the ground.

"Oh?"

Jiang Ding's expression turned slightly cold as his gaze fixated on a certain location.

In comparison to attacking, his defense was abnormally weak, and what he hated most was,

being ambushed while he was attacking!

Surrounded by a hundred ghosts,

a pale-skinned youth stood atop the head of a single-horned Ghost King, his entire stature only one-tenth the size of the Ghost King's.

"What kind of ghost are you?"

As the faint Sword Intent descended, a chill couldn't help but run through his heart, and his complexion changed slightly, "All disciples, heed my command, kill this man, and our clan's promotion to a Foundation Building Clan will be secure for three hundred years!"

"Those who retreat, die!"

"Their families will be implicated, with souls extracted and tormented for a hundred years!"

At the same time, the restrictions placed on the disciples of the Xuetu Hall by many Foundation-building cultivators trembled slightly, conveying a stern warning.

"Blood Transformation Knife!"

"Poison Cloud Technique!"

"Ghost Spear Technique!"

Without any hesitation, numerous disciples from the Hua Xue, Du Jiang, and Bai Gui lineages turned their magic around and fired into the sky, dense and vast like a sea.

The disciples of the Qiyu Sect heaved a sigh of relief and quickly backed away to protect themselves.

"Not dependable..."

Jiang Ding frowned, saying nothing to persuade them.

The Taiqing Flying Sword flew back to his side, and in a series of rapid, clinking sounds, transformed into a sharp escape light that pierced through the layers of Blood Knives and bone spears, speeding away.

Too fragile, somewhat troublesome.

"Stop him!"

Hua Xuezi and Bai Gui Zi unleashed their mana, warding with the Hua Xue Blade embryo and the Bai Gui shrill to impede progress.

Whoosh!

In an instant, they were sent flying, no match for the Taiqing Flying Sword.

After traversing several thousand meters openly, his figure vanished from sight.

"This is bad!"

"Little grand-uncle master, we were wrong!"

Li Qingyun and the seven true heirs exclaimed in sudden fear and anger, "Stop them! Stop the Xuetu Hall disciples, or else we'll all die!"

It was only then that they realized.

In the world of cultivation, there's no principle that higher-ups should take a hit for those below them!

Not recognizing this fact,

means dying in vain!

"Kill!"

The disciples of the Qiyu Sect were jarred into red-eyed fury.

Spell after spell was cast recklessly toward the opposition, fireballs, firebirds, earth spears, and water arrows intricately woven into a net, once again dragging the disciples of the Xuetu Hall into the war.

Nearly two thousand strong, surely, they could at least contain the Xuetu Hall disciples!

Previously, they were simply afraid to die, leaving others to shoulder all the risks, quietly waiting for the battle to end.

Boom!

Rumble!

Amidst the dispersing splendors of numerous magic glyphs, the Xuetu Hall disciples focused solely on chasing the figure in the sky, thus neglecting the enemy before them, leading to the immediate death of over a hundred, the stench of zombie flesh and blood offensive to the senses.

"Kill the enemy first!"

The Xuetu Hall disciples snapped back to reality amidst life and death, hurriedly redirecting their magic.

Clouds of poison, bone spears, and the most formidable group of Blood Knives lunged forward, repelling the attack of the Qiyu Sect disciples and began to counterattack.

The coordination of their army formations, containing secrets passed down through their sect, could not be easily compensated for by merely summoning concentrated manpower!

"First, kill these ants!"

Hua Xuezi caressed an opening on his Hua Xue Blade embryo, his voice as cold and sharp as ice.

"First, kill..."

Similarly, Bai Gui Zi spoke out as well.

In a flash, both understood the weakness of the sword cultivators.

Though they had the power to crush them,

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However, their own defense was extremely poor; even attacks from cultivators in the late-stage of Qi practicing and at the peak of Qi practicing couldn't be ignored, and they still posed a threat.

These disciples had important roles!

"Kill!"

The two exchanged glances, carrying a ferocious killing aura, and each pounced towards a battle line, the Hua Xue Magical Blade cutting rampant, Bai Gui crying shrilly. In an instant, several Qiyu Sect disciples' heads burst and they died, their blood drained.

Whoosh!

In the sky,

the youth in blue clothes appeared once more, with the Azure Flying Sword emerging again with a huge explosive sound, moving so fast that it disappeared from the range of Divine Sense.

At the same time, more than a dozen streams of Deep Blue Sword Qi spread out around, agile and innumerable, each splitting off and passing through the heads of the Xuetu Hall cultivators in the later stages of Qi refining.

Magic, shields, and defensive Magic Tools were all useless.

"Little Grandmaster Uncle!"

"Invincible!"

Many Qiyu Sect disciples cried tears of joy.

Under the power of the Sword Qi, one after another of the Xuetu Hall cultivators in the later stages of Qi practicing died, and the Qiyu Sect cultivators on the battlefield immediately gained an absolute advantage, swiftly annihilating the remaining disciples of Xuetu Hall like sweeping autumn leaves.

"Not good!"

Hua Xuezi was no longer in the mood to care about these disciples, as boundless fear flooded his heart, and his eyes were already completely covered by the Deep Blue Sword-light.

The Sword came too fast!

"Hua Xue, slash!"

Under the pressure of life and death, Hua Xuezi couldn't do anything but let out a frenzied roar. His entire body's sticky dark-red Essence Blood poured into the blade embryo, which he had been refining for many years and had devoured many siblings to craft.

Hua Xue Slash!

This was a desperate technique recorded in the "Hua Xue Magical Arts" of the Hua Xue Yu Clan of Xuetu Hall, consuming all Essence Blood and Mana with one slash.

If he could obtain the blood and essence of the enemy, it would only be a heavy blow to his vitality.

If he failed,

he would die of Essence Blood exhaustion!

The sky was filled with blood-red Sword Qi, and the aura was terrifying and intimidating. Even Foundation-building cultivators would be startled by it!

"Slash!"

Hua Xuezi roared tragically.

The blood-red blade edge met the Deep Blue Sword-light head-on.

His opponent remained the same, with only overwhelming speed and sharpness, containing a faint sense of annihilation, always precise and calm, never changing.

Clang!

Sparks flew as the Deep Blue Sword Qi and the blood-colored Sword Qi collided and obliterated each other, their piercing sounds trembling for miles.

"Break for me!"

Hua Xuezi stared intensely at his Hua Xue Magical Blade embryo.

There were no miracles.

What happened next was even more terrifying; amidst the screeching, metallic trembling sound, the Hua Xue blade embryo whined—the blood-colored Spiritual Light flickered violently, unstable.

Crack!

After a brief stalemate, the palm-sized Hua Xue Magical Blade directly broke apart from a pre-existing crack.

Whoosh!

The obstruction gone, the brilliance of the Taiqing Flying Sword's Azure Light shone immensely, piercing through Hua Xuezi's withered head, leaving a hole that went clear through.

"Knife..."

Hua Xuezi struggled to spit out one word as his body, under the relentless destruction of the high concentration Sword Qi, shattered into countless tiny pieces.

Even with the tenacious vitality of the Blood Path, he was thoroughly dead!

This was a blade embryo refined from Third-order Blood Spirit Iron!

How could it possibly break into two pieces in a battle!

He was extremely unwilling in his heart.

Unfortunately, nobody cared about someone who didn't even leave a corpse.

"Hua Xuezi is dead too!"

The battlefield fell silent.

"Run!"

Many Xuetu Hall disciples shouted in alarm, ignoring their opponents, their faces showing terror, no longer heeding orders as they fled into the distance, causing a large number of disciples to follow suit.

Clang!

Jiang Ding cleaved through a Bai Gui Sound Wave attack with his Sword Qi and avoided another three attacks using the Magnetic Levitation Flight Technique.

The Taiqing Flying Sword turned back, casting a chilling gaze towards Bai Gui Zi's direction.

"Do you really enjoy sneak attacks?"

Bai Gui Zi remained silent.

He burnt his Essence Blood and the original Yin Energy of the Bai Gui, destroyed a Supreme Magic Tool for flying, and fled into the distance.