Chapter 259: Draw the Sword!
Mei Kangping's expression suddenly changed.
Qiao Wan is Lu Cixian?
The young girl's eyes reflected the Buddha's light flowing down from the clouds. Her skin was as smooth as snow on a jade tree, with a gentle blush on her cheeks. She wore a soft pink dress that was both delicate and strong.
But this beautiful and brave girl, without hesitation, held out the Wen Si Xing Zhu Sword to make her first strike!
Mei Kangping, being sharp-witted, immediately sensed that something was wrong. He quickly took a step back and cried out!
The millions of demonic soldiers behind him also reacted. They raised their shields and swords, creating a wave of black that sparkled with white foam, reaching hundreds of feet high.
Mei Kangping's loud cry and quick retreat narrowly avoided a blow that could have taken off his head.
The missed strike of the sword, like a speeding dragon, continued on its path and pierced through the clouds, tearing open a hole in the heavy dark clouds.
This is...
Mei Kangping held his fan tightly, his face turning pale. In a split second, he felt sweat soaking his back.
The young girl looked calm and gentle, even with a hint of politeness. "This is the real Evil Sword Book," she said.
"This is the damn Evil Sword Book!!!"
After a series of attacks and shocks, the usually elegant Prime Minister Mei from the demon realm almost swore in an uncivilized manner.
Who would have thought that ever since Lu Pihan took her to Kunshan, he had prepared two copies of the Evil Sword Book - one real, one fake. He gave the fake one to Xiao Huan and the real one to her. Then, on the day she was imprisoned, along with other martial arts manuals, it was all delivered to her dwelling.
No one had ever seen the Evil Sword Book, no one knew what it looked like. But deep inside, she had already learned the sword techniques contained within it. She was just limited by her cultivation, unable to fully unleash its power.
If it wasn't for Senior Meng Guangze personally telling her, she would have never known that the coveted Evil Sword Book was actually within her own heart.
Qiao Wan tightly pursed her lips.
Things are different now. With the help of Meng Guangze, Gongsun Bingzi has found a way to fully unleash the power of the Evil Sword Book.
The sword's momentum soared higher and higher through the clouds, like a broken string suddenly descending! It cut through the "waves" with great force.
Everyone's faces changed. Ma Huaizhen gripped the armrest of his wheelchair tightly. The armrest couldn't withstand the strain and broke into several pieces, but Ma Huaizhen was too preoccupied to notice.
Gongsun Bingzi and Cen Zicheng, along with the elders, watched this scene in awe.
Amongst the crowd, only Xiao Huan had the worst expression, as if he had seen a ghost on a clear day!
He saw clearly that the sword's momentum, after splitting through the sea of clouds and millions of demon soldiers, suddenly turned towards him!
After Qiao Wan's terrifying encounter with Lu Cixian, in this moment of life and death, Xiao Huan suddenly became calm. Although his thoughts were scattered, his mind was clear.
Escape!
If he doesn't escape, he will die!
So the usually elegant and composed young master of the Xiao family, or rather, the head of the Xiao family, immediately drew his sword to fight!
Even Mei Kangping, who had lived for so many years, felt the breath of death close at hand for the first time. The sealed soul on his silk fan roared out, providing cover for him as he hurriedly retreated!
As the general retreated, the momentum of the million demon soldiers behind him weakened.
Ma Huaizhen's eyes sparkled. Although he was rendered speechless by the fact that Lu Cixian was Qiao Wan, the most important thing now was to seize this fleeting opportunity!
Immediately, he ordered the people behind him to prepare for battle!
As soon as they started fighting, Qiao Wan was surprised to sense the powerful skill of Xiao Huan's sword. She couldn't believe that a strategic person like him would have such advanced martial arts abilities, comparable to Elder Martial Brother and Xie Xingzhi, or even better.
Xiao Huan's forehead was covered in cold sweat as he tightly pressed his thin lips together, trying to stay calm while resisting.
To his astonishment, a vivid crimson phoenix emerged from his sword, its melodic cry filling the air as it soared through the sword shadows. Xiao Huan fought with all his might.
If it had been the Qiao Wan from before, she wouldn't have had the ability to force Mei Kangping back with only one strike, while also dealing with Xiao Huan after defeating hundreds of demon soldiers. But for the present Qiao Wan, although Xiao Huan's skills were impressive and he fiercely resisted, she still felt weak and powerless when facing the full force of the Evil Sword Book, like a child holding a sword for the first time.
She was too weak.
Xiao Huan, being smart, also realized this.
Under the Wen Si Xing Zhu Sword's influence, he became as weak as a baby.
The fiery phoenix, trapped under the mighty swordlight, struggled before finally succumbing and bowing its proud head. It had no more strength to resist.
Overwhelmed by the power of the sword, Xiao Huan, without hesitation, dropped his sword and fled into the midst of the enemy soldiers. It was not a heroic decision, but a wise one. In the face of such a scene, no one had the time to mock Xiao Huan's cowardice, because their own performance may not have been any better.
Mei Kangping was even more unsure of what to think.
Qiao Wan... Qiao Wan, how did she manage to use the Evil Sword Book?
With this strike, it brought back some unpleasant memories, causing his face to turn pale.
Just as Xiao Huan had retreated from the enemy soldiers, the formidable sword force broke through their defense and pierced through the young man's vital point!
Xiao Huan stumbled and held his bleeding waist. His face turned as pale as snow as he looked at the girl not far away.
The demonic soldiers gradually surrounded Qiao Wan in the middle. Xiao Huan managed to save his life, but he didn't feel happy at all. Instead, he felt a wave of fear.
Horrified, Xiao Huan wondered how she would deal with him. Would she take his head amidst the countless army?
Xiao Huan felt both scared and regretful. He couldn't help but force a bitter smile, regretting his choice of getting involved with Qiao Wan.
The young person, or rather the girl, was heavily surrounded by a million demonic soldiers, but remained unchanged.
A majestic dragon cry echoed through the sky and mountains. The mirage dragon descended from the sky, covered in colorful light. It bent down in front of the girl, and Qiao Wan stepped onto its horn, clutching her fist tightly.
Looking down, she could see that various factions below were raising their heads, staring at her in shock.
The young girl was slender, with bright eyes and a spirited demeanor.
Could this really be Lu Cixian?!! The disciples of Chongde Ancient Garden, who had a close relationship with Lu Cixian, were suddenly stunned.
Xiao Boyang exclaimed, "Is this really Qiao Wan?!!"
From the direction of the secret realm, one could see the changes in the sky. The sword light was strong enough to illuminate the surrounding area for dozens of miles.
The other demon soldiers were astonished to see their opponents, who were still fighting fiercely, suddenly stop their actions.
Meng Canglang was stunned, and Bai Shanhu was also stunned.
Gan Nan couldn't believe it. He was filled with joy and almost jumped up. He couldn't help but burst into tears, happy for Qiao Wan's survival and growth.
Qi Feidao and Fang Lingqing both shouted in surprise!
Wait...Lu Cixian and Qiao Wan are the same person?!
And Xie Xingzhi unexpectedly lost his grip on the sword, which fell to the ground with a loud "bang."
Is this really Lu Cixian?
Everyone was thinking.
Or perhaps, is this really Qiao Wan? The one who was forced to jump off the cliff before?
Among them, only Venerable One Miaofa was the first to come back to her senses. She immediately lowered her elegant brows, held the Sword of Wisdom, and asked Qiao Wan to join the battle.
Feeling the pure gaze falling on her, Qiao Wan was slightly stunned. Her eyes met with those deep blue eyes.
There was no romance or ambiguity, only a clear understanding, compassion, and authority.
Qiao Wan pressed her lips together and couldn't help but smile.
What the senior wanted to protect was also what she wanted to protect.
The fear and unease strangely settled down. The girl leaped onto the back of a dragon, the sword in her hand reflecting Buddha's light. Her lips moved, and she uttered a few words.
"The First Form of the Evil Sword Book."
A majestic sword intent, towering like a mountain, pressed down on the millions of demons before her!
Qiao Wan's smile was as usual, a bit embarrassed and serious, like a sincere junior. But this one sword was enough to make the world turbulent, the stars tremble, and the mountains and rivers change color.
So, Qi Feidao and Fang Lingqing were stunned. Pei Chunzheng was also stunned. Meng Canglang was stunned too. Xie Xingzhi and Bai Shanhu's eyes burst with astonishing light.
The girl who was gracefully dancing with ribbons suddenly froze in place. Any ambitious and determined young person who saw this scene would feel envy but also a surge of courage.
With a loud thunderous sound, the mirage dragon soared towards the sky, displaying its immense power.
Wherever the sword's intent reached, the demonic soldiers and creatures were instantly reduced to dust, silenced before they could even utter a sound.
"The Second Form of the Evil Sword Book."
This majestic sword intent suddenly gave birth to a second, then a third, multiplying into countless sword lights that covered the sky.
All the swords came back together in unity! Once again, they swept across the demonic soldiers before them!
And outside the secret realm, a thin and weak man stopped his actions. Bound by the Golden Cicada Seal, his life was like a short candle, each move he made was like burning that candle. His cultivation would burst out, his attack power would increase, but the injuries would also return to his body, becoming more severe each time.
Lu Pihan, covered in blood, stumbled and managed to stand with the support of his sword. He looked towards the sky, and in his usually cold and proud eyes, a faint warmth and pride surged.
This was his most cherished younger martial sister.
With this one sword, he even surpassed Yuqing Spiritual Master Zhou Yan.
From a distance, the dragon's back appeared like a towering mountain, and the girl standing on it was like a green pine on the mountain.
Suddenly, the dragon's back seemed to transform into a whale's back, bathed in sunlight, with colorful clouds resembling waves of molten gold stretching for miles. The girl mounted the whale and broke through the vast expanse of the sea.
"Wandering beyond the eight realms, exploring the vast unknown."
Now, she had finally fulfilled her own path.
The Sword's Intent is grand, capable of resolving any injustices in the world. Qiao Wan's heart is clear and pure, worthy of admiration by all.
