Chapter 402: The Taoist Holds a Blade

Chapter 402: The Daoist Holds the Blade

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Dust and smoke billowed everywhere, yet this group of Dao-sequences hailing from Mount Gezao truly possessed the capital to be arrogant. Including the round-faced Luo Yun, their sequence strengths were at least Dao-Seven or above, and they showed not a shred of panic when faced with the encirclement of dozens of Jinyiwei.

With a wave of their hands, they hurled out a sheet of golden talismans that expanded into swallow-tail great shields, linking together into a wall that effortlessly blocked the torrential rain of bullets.

Even those four grand and imposing Fire Dragons Rising from the Water merely left a smudge of black gunpowder smoke upon the shields.

Instead, a few fire talismans they casually tossed out suppressed the Jinyiwei of Himeji Castle so severely that they could not even charge out of the main gates.

However, this group of Gezao Mountain Dao-sequences did not seem to have any intention of continuing their conflict with the Jinyiwei; merely stationing themselves at the entrance of the office and suppressing Qiulong and his men, they turned their attention toward the sky above.

That boiling sea of thunder and fire was the true key to deciding victory and defeat today.

This was not out of the kindness of their hearts, but because Chen Qisheng's words just now had taken effect!

If Luo Tian won, then Chen Qisheng was doomed today.

If Luo Tian lost, there would naturally be someone else to bear the responsibility for this assault on the Jinyiwei office.

The mysteries of the Dao-mind were nothing more than this.

"These Dao-bandits are a bit fierce. The firearms issued to us by the Ministry of Works can't pierce their talismans at all. What do we do?"

Chongjia returned to Chen Qisheng's side disheveled, the thick hair all over his face scorched yellow and curled by the raging flames.

"If bullets can't pierce them, then take your blades and follow me in. They slapped the face of the Jinyiwei, so we can't let them leave standing!"

Qiulong ripped away the tight-fitting uniform on his body that had been pierced by thunder-light, his muscle-bound torso wrapped in distinct, bulging veins as a tyrannical aura emanated outwards.

"Daoist Chen?"

"Rest assured, having eaten so many meals from your office, if I don't pluck a head or two for you today, I, Chen Qisheng, will never practice immortality again!"

Qiulong laughed uproariously and charged forward at the very front.

Chen Qisheng followed close behind, leaping up from behind a broken wall, his firearm pressed against his waist as it spewed an incessant inch-long muzzle flash, sweeping through the air to detonate several freshly thrown talismans.

Boom!

A sea of fire exploded above the mountain of shields, causing the crowd from Gezao Mountain to frown and look back.

Luo Yun instantly spotted Chen Qisheng rushing in the vanguard, and the humiliation he had suffered outside the city previously surged into his heart, instantly giving rise to a vicious malice born of his courage.

He and another junior brother had been ordered to intercept Chen Qisheng, but not only did they let the opponent escape, Chen Qisheng had also turned and killed that junior brother right before his eyes.

Because of this matter, he had received no small amount of harsh reprimands and even insults from Luo Tian over the past few days.

Moreover, if this matter reached the sect, the evaluation of him by the masters and elders would inevitably plummet.

When that time came, let alone wanting a piece of the pie from the quota of 'Candidate Earth Immortals,' he feared even the little authority currently in his hands would be heavily stripped away.

If he fell from the position of a Human Immortal because of this, his future immortal path would become incomparably rugged.

Right now, this Celestial Master of Mount Longhu whose magical treasures were entirely destroyed actually dared to take the initiative to provoke him; for Luo Yun, this was simply a golden opportunity to make amends for his crimes with meritorious deeds!

"Junior Brother Luo Qian, help me hold back that Jinyiwei Centurion, and I will surely reward you handsomely afterward!"

Luo Yun called out to a Dao-sequence with whom he was quite close on ordinary days, leaping up from behind the shield mountain, his large sleeves fluttering as he flung out a dense cluster of white thunder talismans.

Gezao Talisman Register, Thunder Talisman: Divine Might!

Streaks of deathly white thunder-snakes shot out from the shattered talismans, plowing deep trenches into the ground with an incomparably terrifying might!

"Chongjia!"

Chen Qisheng's shout burst like thunder, and Chongjia behind him understood his intent upon hearing it, raising his hand to hurl the Xiuchun blade from his palm.

Clang!

With the long blade in hand, Chen Qisheng's entire aura suddenly became incomparably sharp, and even the Xiuchun blade in his grip flashed with a cold, fierce light as he slashed furiously before him!

The white lightning collided against the blade's body, kicking up a sky full of sparks.

Chen Qisheng's black hair exploded toward the heavens, residual thunder-light flashing upon his blade-wielding arm as his forward-charging figure was abruptly obstructed.

A daunting golden light identical to Luo Tian's surfaced in Luo Yun's eyes, the Daoist bun atop his head blown apart by the surging spiritual power erupting from his brain-computer spiritual aperture, as dozens of woodblock talismans levitated above his head, splicing and assembling into a profound hexagram.

Qian below, Zhen above: Thunder Heaven Great Invigorating!

The originally slender thunder-light instantly ballooned to the thickness of a thumb, and a vast sea of thunder directly submerged Chen Qisheng's figure.

"Daoist Chen!"

Qiulong's eyes turned blood-red, and gnashing his teeth, he was about to rush into the sea of thunder, only to be blocked by Luo Qian who had long been waiting on the side.

"An old-school cultivator of Mount Longhu? Nothing more than a pile of garbage that should have been eliminated by the era long ago! Letting you escape before was merely your good luck. This time, this Dao-master will grind you into dust!"

Luo Yun's eyes were slightly closed, a deep exhaustion appearing on his face, yet a trace of delighted satisfaction emerged at the corner of his mouth.

Once Chen Qisheng died, he would not only wash away his previous humiliation but also secure a considerable amount of merit.

"However, I must guard against Luo Tian; with his style of doing things, I fear he won't let me enjoy this merit alone."

Luo Yun understood clearly in his heart, "It would be better if I share the merit with the fellow junior brothers first. That way, even if Luo Tian wants a share of the profits, his behavior won't dare to look too unsightly."

Just as he was calculating in his mind how to prevent Luo Tian from stripping him clean, a hoarse roar suddenly echoed from within the sea of thunder.

"Abandoned by the era? When it comes to practicing the Dao, we are your ancestors!"

The thunder-pool raged, and a scorched figure violently charged out!

Chen Qisheng took a step forward, the carbonized skin on his body cracking inch by inch, revealing the bright red flesh beneath.

With another step, the Xiuchun blade was already hacking toward Luo Yun's neck with a piercing screech of rending air!

"Golden Talisman!"

Luo Yun screamed in terror, the residual spiritual power in his mind activating the final golden talisman, which expanded into a shield to block before the blade's edge.

With horrifying injuries, Chen Qisheng's eyes turned ruthless, his forward momentum unhalting for even a fraction of a second; his throat rolled as he swallowed the last transgenic ammunition meant for risking his life, and the Dao-foundation in his abdomen let out a roar like that of a dragon and a tiger!

Clang!

The Ming-style swallow-tail shield forged of metal was cleaved right through the middle, and half a broken blade tossed high into the air.

Chen Qisheng gripped the broken, residual blade with both hands, hacking it straight into Luo Yun's neck!

"Wanting to duel this Dao-master one-on-one, do you truly not know who the Dao-sequence relied on back then to wrestle with the Martial-sequence?!"

Chen Qisheng's face was distorted and ferocious, the milk-white bionic blood staining the blade's body as it flowed backward, splattering down together with the dripping blood on his bare arms!

His energy completely exhausted, Luo Yun's countenance was as pale as paper, his eyes filled with sheer terror, unable to stand any longer as he knelt heavily to the ground.

"With sincere trepidation, praying for blessings from the Holy Realm, Gezao disciple Luo Yun requests to return to the mountain..."

"Wanting to run?!"

Chen Qisheng's eyebrows stood on end, the broken skin on his face flaking away rapidly, making him look less like a Daoist and more like an evil demon!

He raised his foot and kicked Luo Yun over onto the ground, stepping forward hastily to press his knee against the chest, raising his hand to smash a woodblock talisman directly onto Luo Yun's face.

With blue jade as the base and vermilion as the brush, a flamboyantly written character for 'Forbidden' emerged, melting and flowing like liquid toward Luo Yun's facial features.

Zhengyi Talisman Register, Spiritual Talisman: Forbidden Network!

Chen Qisheng wanted to cut off Luo Yun's chance of uploading his consciousness back to Mount Gezao's Huangliang Grotto-Heaven to dissolve his corpse, wiping him out completely!

The air thickened with the weight of fate, binding the solitary figure to the inevitable collapse that awaited them.