Chapter 164 Main Needle

Jin Sanniang wielded her twin sabers, the blades dancing like a peacock spreading its tail, protecting her surroundings impenetrably.

The highly penetrating poisoned needles were deflected one after another.

However, these needles were clearly imbued with a technique similar to sword control. After being knocked away, their momentum didn't diminish. Instead, they changed direction and continued to fly, seemingly able to exploit any opening.

Even Jin Sanniang couldn't maintain perfect defense at all times. Mo clan cultivators around her were constantly struck by the poisoned needles, falling to the ground and dying tragically.

"Although legends speak of cultivators who can control tens of thousands of swords, that level is too distant and certainly not within the capabilities of this demon after the fusion."

"Even if he isn't using flying swords but only flying needles, the principle is the same."

Thinking of this, Ye Chuxiao focused his spiritual light and began to carefully identify the flying needles that Jin Sanniang was constantly deflecting.

"Sister Jin! Kun Xun position, strike!" Ye Chuxiao shouted.

Upon hearing this, Jin Sanniang unleashed a saber strike. The saber light condensed and didn't dissipate, transforming into a six-foot-long, tangible blade shape.

With a single strike, dozens, even hundreds, of poisoned needles were shattered.

And after this strike, over a third of the tens of thousands of flying needles fell to the ground in unison, no longer being controlled.

Clearly, the demon after the fusion was using the flying needle technique with a main needle mixed among ordinary auxiliary needles to control the auxiliary needles.

Once a small number of main needles were destroyed, a large number of auxiliary needles would lose control.

"Zhen Li position, strike." Ye Chuxiao found another main needle, and Jin Sanniang struck quickly.

The saber light fell, and another third of the poisoned needles dropped to the ground.

Now, the number of poisoned needles was greatly reduced, posing little threat to Jin Sanniang.

Correspondingly, the demon who had been fused together seemed to suffer a backlash. He was shaken apart again, splitting back into two individuals.

The two glared venomously at Jin Sanniang and Ye Chuxiao, emitting a sharp, piercing screech.

Just as Ye Chuxiao was wondering what they were up to,

a large number of armor-piercing crossbow bolts locked onto Jin Sanniang and Ye Chuxiao's positions.

One or two of these things are easy to defend against, but too many can be deadly.

In an instant, hundreds of armor-piercing crossbow bolts shot towards Ye Chuxiao and Jin Sanniang. Jin Sanniang had already pushed her saber light to the limit, her whole body seemingly coated in a layer of blade light, but she could only barely block a small portion.

With their auras locked on, the two separated and fled, but were still being chased quite pathetically.

Ye Chuxiao became ruthless, relying on the Nine Deaths Demonic Art to withstand two bolts head-on.

Then, he swung the Xueming Saber, and with a single upward slash, the vast天地 energy between heaven and earth seemed to respond to his call, being absorbed and compressed by Ye Chuxiao.

Boom!

The unrestrained, uncontrolled massive saber light swept across half of the Mo clan's encampment, erupting into the ranks of the invaders.

The tearing saber light carved ugly cracks into the earth.

The invaders who couldn't dodge in time suffered heavy losses. Some were pushed into the弩车 (nuche – crossbow carts) at the entrance of the Mo clan's encampment, which were also destroyed, making it difficult to launch the powerful crossbow bolts.

Two sharp arrows pierced his body, and waves of pain assaulted him.

Ye Chuxiao waved the treasured saber in his hand, cutting off most of the arrow shafts.

Then, without pulling out the arrowheads, he rushed swiftly towards the crossbow carts.

"Little Ye! Don't be impulsive!" Jin Sanniang was shocked by Ye Chuxiao's actions.

Puff, puff!

Several more flying crossbow bolts landed on Ye Chuxiao's body, and blood flowed freely.

But Ye Chuxiao didn't slow down.

Repeated resurrections, coupled with the physical body of a martial cultivator, had long endowed Ye Chuxiao with super strong pressure resistance and endurance.

In just a few breaths, Ye Chuxiao had rushed to a well-preserved crossbow cart, hacking at its precise mechanisms with his saber.

Then, he quickly leaped towards another crossbow cart.

"Kill him!" With an order, a large number of heavily armored knights surrounded Ye Chuxiao.

All kinds of attacks swarmed towards Ye Chuxiao.

Holding the treasured saber, Ye Chuxiao charged into the crowd. Although heavily injured, he was still like a fierce tiger entering a flock of sheep.

At this time, the golden badge that Jin Sanniang had placed on Ye Chuxiao, along with Ye Chuxiao's own silver badge, took effect together, blocking more than half of the attacks for him while constantly releasing gentle power to replenish the consumption and damage in his body.

But in the end, it couldn't keep up.

符光 (fu light) flickered, and raging flames erupted from Ye Chuxiao as the core, spreading in all directions.

The crossbow carts with wooden structures were scorched and ignited.

"Courting death!" A figure who had been vaguely standing at the rear of the attacking force, directing the battle, was forced to jump out, glaring angrily at Ye Chuxiao. Without another word, he directly slammed down a palm.

This palm almost cut off the air within a radius of tens of meters, directly turning Ye Chuxiao into dust.

"Little Ye!" Jin Sanniang was furious, watching Ye Chuxiao being 'killed' by a single palm.

The two curved sabers left her hands, flying into the air and combining into a scissors shape.

With the amplification of the saber light, the giant 'scissors' targeted the figure and slashed at his waist.

Snap!

The magical Xuan light covering the figure was directly broken, revealing his true face.

This person was incomparably handsome, but the rage in his eyes slightly diminished his temperament.

"It's you!" Jin Sanniang recognized who this person was.

"You actually still recognize me?" the figure said, revealing his true face.

Jin Sanniang retrieved her twin sabers, her pretty face filled with anger, and said, "The number one beauty of Hedong, Liu Suifeng, even if Jin Sanniang is ignorant, I would still recognize him."

"It seems that you deliberately disguised yourself with a fat and slippery appearance, actually hiding your identity as a member of the Yuanzhi Sect."

Hearing this, Liu Suifeng said, "Since you've recognized me, then you definitely won't survive."

"Fellow Daoists! Activate the formation and place the Uncanny Artifact!" Liu Suifeng shouted loudly.

As soon as his voice fell, a blood-colored formation appeared. Scarlet pillars of light lit up simultaneously in all directions. The corpses of those who had died here became nutrients, supporting the formation to stand tall, sealing off the entire area, preventing entry and exit.

A black skull was placed in the center of the formation, spreading a strange and bizarre aura in all directions.

Under the influence of the strange and bizarre aura, black smoke rose from the bodies of the knights.

Amidst the rolling black smoke, their figures began to become taller and more robust. Even the armor on their bodies appeared increasingly ferocious and sinister.

Under the special force field of the Uncanny Artifact, these knights, who had been prepared in advance to cooperate with the Uncanny Artifact, gained amplification and blessings in strength, breaking through their original cultivation boundaries.

The Mo clan cultivators who had previously been entangled with these knights in a back-and-forth battle were now facing an almost one-sided massacre when fighting these enhanced knights.

Ye Chuxiao, who had 'revived' quietly in a corner, was adjusting his state, greedily absorbing the abundant and increasingly manic energy between heaven and earth.

The Dao rhythm aura scattered on the battlefield, occasionally 'falling,' was also collected by him.

"Sure enough, Jin Sanniang also has Dao rhythm protecting her, and so does Liu Suifeng."

"Let me see Liu Suifeng's past first."

Ye Chuxiao lurked in the dark and first used the golden clock to absorb a Dao rhythm aura from Liu Suifeng.

Time reversed in his mind alone.