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91 Broken Sword

Wherever Xu Yan's gaze fell, the Blood Demon Cult members retreated.

People join the Blood Demon Cult to live a life of luxury and freedom, not to fight these ruthless people!

Shangguan Ang looked up at the sky and sighed, "The Divine Firmament Sect is indeed extraordinary. Its reputation as the public enemy of the demonic path is well-deserved!"

Originally, the two sides were evenly matched. Relying on its large number of people, vicious magic and ruthless methods, the Blood Demon Sect was able to gain a slight advantage. Once Situ Yuan dealt with Deng Xuanzong, he could take over the Immortal Workshop in one fell swoop.

But who would have thought that Xu Yan, such a hothead, would suddenly appear and break the original balance!

He silently slipped into the darkness and quietly transmitted his voice to Chang Zhan: "I'm here to help you!"

Chang Zhan's spirits lifted, and he immediately exerted all his strength.

Deng Yubo felt the pressure and took out a handful of talismans, which turned into flames and lightning, forcing Chang Zhan to retreat.

Just then, Deng Yubo felt a sudden alarm. A streak of blood-red light shot from his side, but it was too late to dodge. He was struck squarely by the light and sent flying backward, crashing to the ground and vomiting blood.

"You scoundrel!" Deng Shouzhong roared in anguish, charging down with his sword as one. "How dare you, you rat!"

Shangguan Ang flashed and disappeared back into the darkness.

Chang Zhan, taking advantage of Deng Yubo's misfortune, flicked his demon banner, and a group of sinister, bloodthirsty demons flew out and pounced on Deng Yubo.

Deng Shouzhong hurriedly unleashed several sword strikes, scattering the attacking demons and shielding Deng Yubo: "Bo'er, Bo'er!"

"Father, I'm fine!" Deng Yubo forced himself to swallow a few pills, but a strange force kept corroding his wound, forcing him to immediately sit in meditation and circulate his internal energy to expel it.

Shangguan Ang then disappeared back into the darkness.

Chang Zhan released even more demons from the banner, which swirled towards the father and son like a whirlwind.

Worried about Deng Yubo's safety, Deng Shouzhong dared not wander off, remaining extremely vigilant: "Second brother, be careful!"

However, nothing unusual happened on Deng Shouyi's side. Instead, Xu Yan felt a chill for no reason and instinctively raised his sword to defend himself.

Ding!

A streak of blood-red light struck the tungsten steel sword, and a tremendous force struck, causing him to slide three feet backward.

"Who!" Xu Yan shouted angrily, "What kind of scoundrel are you, hiding your head and tail!"

Shangguan Ang didn't care at all and launched a series of sneak attacks.

Xu Yan kept blocking, but after only a few moves, his hand suddenly felt light, and the tungsten steel sword broke in half.

Although the tungsten steel sword was heavy, it was still just an ordinary weapon made of iron. It had already been slashed by Deng Yubo and corroded by the blood, and finally could not bear the weight and broke in two.

The blood-red light, still powerful, struck Xu Yan's chest, instantly extinguishing his protective golden light and sending him flying backward.

Shangguan Ang did not appear, but instead sneered, "What kind of Divine Firmament cultivator is he? Nothing special!"

Xu Yan immediately crushed the golden armor talisman to protect himself.

There's plenty of this stuff, no need to be stingy.

He couldn't pinpoint the enemy's location and tried to enter that mysterious state of perception, but the more anxious he became, the less he could get in. He took out his 221, but didn't know where to fire.

Shangguan Ang swung his sword again, and another streak of blood flashed. Xu Yan was hit by the sword again, his 221 was destroyed, his protective golden light collapsed, and he crashed into a mud wall.

Smoke and dust filled the air, and a short scream suddenly came from behind the wall.

Xu Yan turned his head and saw a mother and daughter hugging each other tightly behind the wall. The little girl nestled in her mother's arms, her eyes filled with tears and terror.

Xu Yan forced a smile and tried to soften her voice: "Don't be afraid, Uncle's here!"

The little girl closed her eyes tightly and nestled into her mother's arms, too afraid to come out.

The woman seemed resigned to her fate, remaining silent except for tears streaming down her face.

Xu Yan leaned against the wall and stood up, wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth. His not-so-tall body stood firmly in front of the mother and daughter, his eyes showing no fear, only indomitable spirit and resilience.

The sword was destroyed, the gun was shattered, yet he smiled.

With a flick of his wrist, two short silver rods slid into his hand. He channeled his full inner energy into the rods, and the tips emitted a faint white light amidst a low hum. Then, they suddenly extended outwards, transforming into a bright white blade of light more than a meter long.

The light dispelled the darkness, but it also brought waves of unease and restlessness.

Shangguan Ang's expression immediately changed: "Sword light?"

He didn't sense any spiritual energy fluctuations, but he felt an extreme danger emanating from the pair of lightsabers.

"Charge!" Shangguan Ang unleashed a streak of bloody light, and several Blood Demon Cult members charged forward with strange cries.

Xu Yan roared and swung his sword in a furious slash.

The laminar flow plasma beam at 15,000 degrees Celsius melts gold and cuts iron, and is indestructible. With a single sword strike, it cleaves the enemy in two from head to toe.

The wound was charred black by the high temperature, and the air was filled with the smell of burning.

Magma has a temperature of just over 1,000 degrees Celsius, molten iron is only 1,500 degrees Celsius, tungsten has a melting point of just over 3,400 degrees Celsius, and even the surface of the sun is only about 6,000 degrees Celsius.

Even if a Golden Core cultivator came, he wouldn't dare to directly withstand the slash of the light blade, let alone just a few Qi Refining Demon Cultivators!

Everyone was stunned.

Divine weapons and sharp blades are not uncommon, but these lightsabers were truly beyond the comprehension of all cultivators. They pondered them repeatedly, but could not find any similar spells.

As Shangguan Ang disappeared into the darkness, he swung his sword again. Xu Yan's divine sense frantically alarmed, and he slashed with his light sword, instantly splitting the blood sword in half. The divine sense on the sword was also shattered by the light blade. Shangguan Ang had a splitting headache and retreated into the darkness with a howl.

He had never suffered such a loss before. Once the pain subsided, he immediately swung his sword to launch a sneak attack.

Xu Yan tried to block the attacks, but he was a step too slow and was once again sent flying by the bloody light.

His vision went black, his internal energy circulation became sluggish, and the lightsaber suddenly disappeared, even the hilt was gone.

Shangguan Ang immediately grabbed the sword hilt, but no matter how he tried, he couldn't activate the light blade.

He was very puzzled. How come he couldn't sense any threat at all when the light blade was gone?

This doesn't make sense!

He couldn't help but get annoyed: "Tell me, what's with the lightsaber? If you don't tell me, I'll kill this mother and daughter first!"

Xu Yan turned to look at the mother and daughter. They had stopped crying and were staring blankly at the disheveled Xu Yan.

He chuckled, propped himself up on his arms, his true energy surging, and the lightsaber reappeared: "Stop bragging! If you want to kill that mother and daughter, you'll have to step over me first!"

Shangguan Ang's face was contorted with rage, and he was about to speak when his expression suddenly froze.

Xu Yanzheng felt strange. Manager Pan, holding an abacus, appeared on his right, and then Deng Yuzhou, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, appeared on his left.

Then, many cultivators, both acquaintances and strangers, emerged from the darkness and silently stood behind Xu Yan.

Many people didn't even have a decent weapon, yet they still stepped forward without hesitation.

"How did you get here... um?" Xu Yan suddenly noticed that half of the tungsten steel sword was being stepped on by Shangguan Ang.

Deng Yuzhou didn't notice anything amiss: "If you can come, why can't we?" He smirked, "This is our Immortal Abode, our home."

Shangguan Ang sneered: "With your abilities..."

"Shut the hell up!" Xu Yan suddenly threw out a jade talisman, and a thundercloud spread out, with streaks of lightning winding down.

The surging lightning engulfed Shangguan Ang, instantly cleaving through the protective blood cloud, tearing his skin and flesh apart, causing him to scream in agony.

A moment later, the thunderclouds dissipated, and the heavily injured Shangguan Ang slumped to the ground, trembling as he took out a porcelain bottle.

Xu Yan strode forward and fired a shot to the head: "I've been putting up with you for too long!"