Chapter 121: The Great Battle (Part 2)
A wild boar, standing over two yards tall, raised its back with thorns rustling in the wind.
With a swift kick, a fierce flurry of arrows shot out like rain!
In an instant, a large group was hit.
The group of cultivators charging in the front were the first to fall.
"Oh no!"
【The boar killed XXX】
【The boar killed XXX】
【The boar killed XXX】
As the second wave of indiscriminate shooting began, Liu Xinwen raised his hand and shouted hoarsely, "Get down! Get down quickly!"
Qiao Wan and Fang Lingqing quickly crouched down on the ground.
The wild boar had thorny spines growing all over its body, like shooting stars falling from the sky. Each spine was sharp and deadly, instantly killing any slow runner it pierced. Everyone was killed without exception.
A group of skilled warriors from different sects, were humiliated and defeated by a single wild boar. It was quite a strange experience.
Upon hearing this announcement, a young scholar named Ru Xiu couldn't help but shed tears silently. He was a talented disciple of the Lu Men sect, a master of the Stop Boat technique, and a renowned swordsman within the Ru sect. He had traveled from the north to the South Huo State, wielding his sword and singing songs. But today, in this enchanted realm, he was killed by a wild boar!
"Since I joined the Ru sect, I have never experienced such humiliation and disgrace! QAQ," he exclaimed with tears streaming down his face.
Amidst this fierce battle, there was one brave warrior who refused to give in. He stepped forward with confidence and raised his hand, summoning a flying sword. With a loud cry, he shouted, "Go!"
The flying sword made a loud bang and shot towards the boar's stomach like a shooting star.
In the gaze of everyone's anticipation, the flying sword, with a fearless momentum, made a loud sound and headed straight for the boar!
Clang--
"Hit it?" Fang Lingqing cautiously looked up.
Qiao Wan's expression was serious. "No."
As soon as it touched the boar's belly, the flying sword broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.
The sword cultivator, who was just full of ambition, stood in disbelief, stunned that his flying sword could be so fragile!
This... This was the flying sword he had spent two whole days refining in the secret realm!
Was this still a wild boar? It must be one of the indestructible boars raised in the Great Hall of Light!
The young man's face turned pale, and he staggered, his expression so pitiful that even Qi Feidao couldn't help but be moved. He watched the young sword cultivator bravely following in the footsteps of the seniors, turning into the brightest meteor in the sky.
Seeing various magical tools attacking, but causing very little harm, everyone began to feel frustrated.
"No, it's not working! Retreat!"
The leader of a group shouted loudly on Zhanyun Peak.
Just as he finished speaking, they heard their teammate cry out in panic, "We're being attacked!"
"It's Taixuan Temple! It's Taixuan Temple!"
"We can't retreat!"
It was already the third day, and the cultivators present had naturally grouped together based on their sects.
Since they couldn't defeat Shan Gao, the cultivators quickly decided to take advantage of the chaos and take some heads first!
Therefore, they all aimed their firepower at the opposing side.
Charge! Take down those bald donkeys from Fanxin Temple, the evil practitioners from Chaotian Mountain, and the sour Confucians from Sun Tao College! Even if they couldn't get the 800 points for themselves, they would never let the opposing side get them!
In an instant, the smoke and clouds churned, and colorful sword auras flew up and down, intertwining with each other. The alliance made of plastic immediately shattered into pieces.
This battle for the boss turned into a chaotic fight where no one could tell who was on which side.
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Not far away.
In the mist, two men and a woman walked together.
The man carries a huge sword on his back, looking calm and steady. The woman has a clear and ethereal temperament.
When Meng Canglang heard the faint screams in his ear, he paused and looked surprised. "What happened over there?"
"It's Shan Gao," Bai Shanhu said calmly. "It's been about three hours since the illusion realm closed. If someone's points are not enough, they will definitely go after that spiritual beast."
Over there, it was obvious that a fierce battle was taking place for that spiritual beast.
While saying this, Bai Shanhu's face showed a distant and indifferent expression, clearly not very interested in Shan Gao.
Meng Canglang nodded slightly, retracting his gaze, not showing any interest in joining the fight.
But unlike Bai Shanhu's indifferent and aloof temperament, the refined and gentlemanly Canglang Sword, Meng Canglang, thought more and was more considerate.
From the moment they entered the illusion realm until now, the two of them, along with Xie Xingzhi, have been consistently topping the rankings. With the illusion realm closing in three hours, instead of joining the commotion, they decided to leave an opportunity for other cultivators to level up.
However, not everyone is so thoughtful.
Just like the man next to them who is as proud and strong as a tall pine tree.
The words "Shan Gao" jumped into Xie Xingzhi's mind. He stopped in his tracks, pursed his lips, and silently changed direction. He turned around, revealing a black little book hidden under his flowing sleeves. When the wind blew, the words "Shan Gao" could faintly be seen. The strokes of the characters were bold and the meaning was steep and upright.
Meng Canglang was slightly stunned for a moment.
Could this be Taoist Friend Xie's Demon Killing Record?
He thought about the news of Xie Xingzhi's battle with Shan Gao yesterday, returning with injuries.
Meng Canglang's expression slowly showed hesitation.
Did Taoist Friend Xie write the name of a pig on his main Demon Killing Record?
The famous Lone Sword Xie Xingzhi, meticulously and seriously, wrote the name of a pig in his personal grudge notebook. Who would believe such a thing if it were told?!
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"You wanted to steal, didn't you?" Fang Lingqing asked Qiao Wan in astonishment. "How can you steal in this situation?"
Given the current situation, even staying alive is a problem. Who can tell him how to steal?!
Liu Xinwen remained relatively calm and asked, "Does Taoist Friend Lu have a solution?"
Qiao Wan replied calmly, "There is a way, but there are too many people here. We need to figure out how to steal the pig first."
Even if Shan Gao's skin is thick, with so many cultivators here, it's only a matter of time before they manage to push him down.
If they want to win these 800 points for themselves, they must steal the pig.
Thanks to the blessings of her previous training in the compass, Qiao Wan quickly assessed the situation. She thought that in terms of toughness, she might not be any worse than this pig. This is where the importance of being smart comes into play!
She would endure the damage from Shan Gao, while Fang Lingqing and Qi Feidao take advantage of the chaos to attack.
Fang Lingqing looked confused and asked, "Steal?"
Qiao Wan explained, "We need to move him to a place where no one is around. Otherwise, if so many people share only one person's points, there won't be much left for each of us."
If they split these 800 points equally, there won't be much for each person.
Liu Xinwen, a decisive man, quickly reacted upon hearing these words.
They must not separate, absolutely not.
But before stealing this pig, there is something that must be clarified.
"If we steal Shan Gao," Qi Feidao said in a deep voice, "can taoist friend guarantee that we can get away with it?"
"I can't guarantee it entirely," Qiao Wan glanced at Qi Feidao. "But we should have around six or seven chances out of ten."
Qi Feidao looked up.
Their gaze briefly met.
Before Qi Feidao could speak, Liu Xinwen made the final decision, saying, "Alright, let's do it as Taoist Friend Lu suggested."
If they couldn't win the fight later, they could always turn around and run, right?
After setting their battle objective, the group discussed and planned their strategy, with Fang Lingqing leading the way.
The young man, dressed in white, with a headband fluttering in the wind, looked like a fresh young pine tree from a distance. But just the thought of the battle plan they had just made caused Fang Lingqing's eye to twitch slightly.
"Can this... really work? It seems quite unbelievable, doesn't it?!"
As he turned his head, a dark head popped out from the bushes. The young boy stared at a lush green leaf, with a blank expression on his face. He imitated the pose of Qi Feidao, who had a scruffy beard, and shamelessly tried to act cute by tilting his head and making gestures.
"Keep going."
Fang Lingqing's eyes twitched even more violently, but he gathered his courage and began to recite a poem.
As a disciple of the "Rite" generation from Chongde Ancient Garden, he had the ability to improvise a poem on the spot.
This time, the imagery of the poem Fang Lingqing recited was mainly about a phoenix carriage.
The power of the poem resonated with the heavens and the earth, causing a misty aura to scatter in the sky. A magnificent carriage descended from above, surrounded by flying white cranes and the sound of bells. It appeared as if a divine phoenix carriage had arrived.
The cultivators who were still engaged in fierce battles looked up and were taken aback.
What is this thing? How did a carriage appear? Who brought it here?!
"Get on."
Qi Feidao silently mouthed to Qiao Wan, kicking the ground with his straw sandals and following closely behind her.
The man's eyes became sharp in an instant, and his expression turned solemn.
The mysterious technique, Qi Men Dun Jia, Activate!
Before the cultivators present could react, a giant earth dragon roared out alongside a carriage! The phoenix flag fluttered, and dust billowed as the earth dragon circled and roared around the carriage. Amidst everyone's astonishment, the divine phoenix carriage descended slowly, and then decisively lifted up a wild boar and rolled away!
Qiao Wan was overjoyed and immediately followed with her sword, exclaiming, "It worked!"
In front of everyone's gaze, a few people carried the boar and dashed away, leaving behind only a trail of faint dust and the dissipating sound of bells in the air.
After half a second, a voice of realization echoed from the spot.
"A pig!"
"It's the pig of this humble taoist friend!"
"Fang Lingqing and the others took the pig away!"
The various sects looked at each other in confusion for a second, then immediately understood and drew their swords to pursue!
"Put down the pig!"
"Save our lives or save the pig!"
The cries of despair filled the air, "Taoist friend! Leave the pig under the carriage!"
Fang Lingqing stumbled as he looked back at the billowing dust. He ran against the wind, abandoning his grace and composure, and exclaimed, "I've said it before, who would use a phoenix carriage to pick up a pig?!"
Qi Feidao made a quick turn and performed a hand seal, using his mysterious technique, Wood of the Hidden Doors.
He placed a few wooden posts to block the path behind them, and rubbed his chin, saying, "Don't you find this scene familiar?"
Fang Lingqing angrily retorted, "I can't imagine anyone using a phoenix carriage to pick up a pig."
Qi Feidao furrowed his brow and pondered, "It's oddly similar..."
Qiao Wan, who was following the carriage on foot, suddenly felt a jolt in her heart.
"It's just like the empress of the demon realm!" Qi Feidao exclaimed, his realization suddenly hitting him. "It's that Qiao Wan from Kunshan! The one Mei Kangping took away."
After speaking, Qi Feidao didn't forget to seek advice from those around him, flashing a bright smile. "Taoist Friend Lu, don't you think it's alike?"
Qiao Wan slipped as she was running fast.
"Is this Lu Cixian, the small taoist friend?" asked Qi Feidao .
"This is Fang Lingqing," said Lu Cixian .
Despite the surprised looks of the two, when the empress of the demon realm, Qiao Wan , was taken away by the phoenix carriage, she remained calm and answered insincerely, "Yes, very similar."
Help, it's difficult to cover my vest! QAQ
The speed of the car reached two hundred yards, and in no time, they arrived at their destination—a nearby teleportation array—dragging the pig along.
Liu Xinwen , who had been waiting in front of the teleportation array, looked delighted and said, "You stole it back?!"
"Yes, we stole it back! Get ready!" Qi Feidao smirked. "Let's go!"
Holding onto the car, everyone jumped onto the teleportation array together.
One, two, three!
Teleport!
The teleportation array lit up. Fang Lingqing and Qiao Wan held onto the pig as they spun around twice. When they looked up, they saw mist filling the air and dewdrops glistening on the grass.
Great, no one's here!
"Why are you just standing there?" Liu Xinwen quickly waved his hand when he saw no one around. "Hurry up and get on!"
Yes, yes, yes!
Everyone woke up as if from a dream.
The teleportation array randomly sends people to different places, but this illusion world is only so big. When the army of pig killers arrives later, anyone who teleports here, as long as they contact their own sect with the jade card, those pigs won't be safe.
Liu Xinwen looked at Qiao Wan and said, "Taoist Friend Lu."
Qiao Wan understood and turned back to solemnly say, "Once I go up, you can follow, but don't get too close to it."
Second Sword: Attack Style.
Watching Qiao Wan lift her sword and rush up like that, Fang Lingqing and Qi Feidao both had a moment of confusion.
Can this work?
She's going up without wearing a robe or having any magical tools?
Just when they were happily encircling someone and got caught off guard, Shan Gao was still in a daze when suddenly a young cultivator appeared before him.
Who is this?
The wild boar stomped its feet restlessly.
Doesn't matter, just encircle it!
Bending down, clusters of thorns burst out from its back!
Qiao Wan gripped her sword tightly and held her breath.
She wondered if it was worth it to offend someone in the Five-element compass, it all depended on the present.
The thorns rushed towards Qiao Wan, causing Fang Lingqing's heart to skip a beat.
But the expected scene of the young boy being turned into a hedgehog by the thorns did not happen.
Each thorn that touched the young boy seemed to hit an extremely hard iron plate, and with a sweep of the sword, they all fell down!
Seeing this, Qiao Wan held her breath and quickly followed with her senses.
A moment of concentration, a twist, a poke.
In the illusion, her senses were suppressed quite a bit, making it difficult to control the magical creatures like she usually did. But Qiao Wan thought that as long as she led the boss with her senses, it would be no problem to make the boss fall into chaos.
Accompanied by Shan Gao's restless roar, each thorn was aimed at Qiao Wan.
Qiao Wan's mind slightly relaxed, proving that she had made the right bet.
Body forging?
Qi Feidao's eyes widened.
The cultivators in this illusion were not without body cultivation, but Lu Cixian was the first to have such thick skin.
Has Lu Cixian's training improved again? Could this be the adventure he had in the past few days?
The young boy moved with grace and agility, like a flowing wind and falling snow. But his skin was tougher and more durable than that of a wild boar.
Thinking of this, Qi Feidao was amazed and, at the same time, a scene from the past at the entrance of the Great Hall of Light appeared before his eyes.
Lu Cixian was kneeling on the ground, his body covered in terrifying wounds, with blood flowing freely and staining the soil beneath him.
At that time, all the monks from the Great Hall of Light had gathered in the Heart Hall of Light. If it wasn't for their reluctance to lose the peculiar symbols in Lu Cixian's mind, they probably would have killed him by now.
In just a few days, Qi Feidao couldn't help but feel a slight shiver down his spine. The progress of this young boy's training was astonishingly fast, even though there was no apparent improvement in his level of cultivation.
First, he defeated Little Fang on Lotus Seat Peak, and now his training has improved significantly. Although his level of cultivation hasn't advanced, the speed at which this young boy is progressing is truly remarkable.
"Liu Xinwen shouted angrily, 'Don't just stand there! Attack!'"
Qiao Wan used her magical powers to create a thin thread of energy. She used this thread to draw all the hatred towards herself. Fang Lingqing and Qi Feidao quickly joined her.
Several cultivators from different sects were fighting in the front. With everyone's combined effort, it didn't take long for the giant wild boar, over two meters tall, to show signs of exhaustion and have wounds on its body.
