88: Chapter 88 Dragon Beard Sword

War was on the verge of breaking out.

Ye Xuan led five hundred soldiers, silently arriving at the rear of Jinshi Pass.

At this moment, the battle on the main front had reached a fever pitch. Although the soldiers led by Ye Yi were brave, they were outnumbered and gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Ye Xuan's eyes narrowed, and he immediately ordered: "Attack!"

The five hundred soldiers he led were like tigers descending from the mountain, launching a surprise attack on the defenders at the rear of the pass.

The rear defenders were completely unprepared and were instantly dazed, their ranks falling into chaos.

Seeing them attack from the main battlefield, Ye Yi immediately shouted: "Brothers! Reinforcements have arrived! Charge!"

The morale of the Yan State soldiers soared, and they surged toward Jinshi Pass once again like a tide. The Jin State army was attacked from both front and back, unable to coordinate their defense.

The once-solid defensive line collapsed in an instant.

Just as everyone thought Jinshi Pass was about to be breached, a large saber emitting Blood Qi flew up and charged toward the Yan State soldiers, killing more than half of them in an instant.

A powerful Spiritual Qi pressure swept in along with this large saber. Ye Xuan and Ye Yi's expressions changed drastically at the same time, and the spiritual power within their bodies began to boil.

The Yan State soldiers were even worse off, as if being crushed by an invisible giant stone; they spat blood and fell to the ground, their surging morale instantly frozen by fear.

A burly figure slowly approached through the air. He wore only a black martial outfit, and his eyes carried a heart-palpitating pressure.

He was exactly that rumored, terrifying Mad Blade Immortal Master!

The Mad Blade Immortal Master simply raised his hand and made a grasping motion, and the large saber turned into a streak of bloody light, falling into his hand.

The blade hummed, as if hungering for more blood.

Riding atop his gourd Magical Artifact, the Mad Blade Immortal Master gave a cold snort: "Paltry Yan State, you actually dare to counterattack! Today, I shall make sure none of you return alive!"

The blood-colored saber in his hand howled as it charged toward the army led by Ye Xuan. Ye Xuan's pupils constricted as he watched the blood-colored saber kill those soldiers as easily as chopping melons and vegetables.

Among these soldiers were many First-Stage Martial Artists, but at this moment, they had no ability to resist at all.

“Mad Blade! Stop!” At this moment, Chen Mingyuan and Yun Yue finally made their move, their two green longswords attacking the blood-colored saber together.

The powerful collision of spiritual power blasted all the soldiers aside.

Amidst the swirling dust, the green and red lights collided violently, producing a deafening roar.

The Mad Blade Immortal Master sneered with disdain: "Two defeated opponents! You still dare to stop me?! Today, I shall use you to sacrifice to my blade!"

Having said that, he frantically swung the large saber in his hand, hacking wildly, while Chen Mingyuan and Yun Yue nimbly dodged.

Chen Mingyuan gave a cold snort. He spun the longsword in his hand and then performed a hand seal. A snow-white longsword flew out from the pouch at his waist, and the spiritual sword carried a powerful might.

The sword was slender, with a snake's head carved on the hilt. As Chen Mingyuan sent the Flying Sword out, the white longsword charged toward the Mad Blade Immortal Master like a swimming serpent.

Upon seeing this snow-white longsword, the Mad Blade Immortal Master was also greatly shocked: "The dragon-whiskers sword?! That old man Yun Jian actually gave his sword to you!"

Chen Mingyuan said proudly: "With my master's dragon-whiskers sword in hand, even if you are at the Peak of Qi Refining, you will not escape!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the dragon-whiskers sword turned into a streak of white light and stabbed straight toward the Mad Blade Immortal Master's face. The Spiritual Qi swirling around the blade caused ripples to appear in the surrounding air.

The Mad Blade Immortal Master's face darkened, not daring to show the slightest negligence. He slapped the gourd Magical Artifact beneath him, and a cloud of pitch-black mist erupted from the gourd's mouth, instantly enveloping his body.

At the same time, he held the large saber horizontally before his chest. The Blood Qi on the blade surged, forming a thick curtain of blood.

The dragon-whiskers sword struck the blood curtain fiercely, producing a crisp sound of metal clashing.

White light and blood light collided violently, spiritual power fragments flew everywhere, and the surrounding ground was shaken with fine cracks.

The Mad Blade Immortal Master only felt a surge of majestic spiritual power coming through the saber, numbing his arm and forcing him back several steps involuntarily.

"What powerful sword might!" A hint of solemnity flashed in the Mad Blade Immortal Master's eyes, "But relying on the power of a single spiritual sword is not enough!"

He shouted loudly, gripping the hilt with both hands and frantically pouring his spiritual power into the large saber.

The originally blood-colored blade instantly became crimson as if burning, and hideous patterns faintly emerged on the blade.

Ye Xuan and Ye Yi watched from below with pounding hearts. Even from a great distance, they could feel that suffocating killing intent.

"Die!"

The Mad Blade Immortal Master swung the large saber violently, and countless streaks of blood-colored Saber Qi erupted from the blade, sweeping toward them with a piercing screech.

Looking at this move, the venom in Chen Mingyuan's eyes could not be hidden; he had been defeated by this very move.

He sneered, and then the dragon-whiskers sword, which was still clashing with the Mad Blade Immortal Master, suddenly erupted with golden-white light, transforming into the illusory image of a flood dragon.

The pressure from that flood dragon was immense, and the soldiers in the combat zone were crushed to death by the powerful white light.

Seeing this, Ye Yi immediately led the soldiers around him to retreat. He knew that these Cultivators would not care about ordinary soldiers like them when fighting.

“Ah!” Suddenly, a scream came from above. It was the Mad Blade Immortal Master, whose chest had been pierced. He looked at the blade piercing his chest in disbelief.

He immediately roared: "Hurry up and come out! Kill these two from the Qingyun Sect!"

“What?!” Chen Mingyuan seemingly hadn't expected there to be other Cultivators nearby.

Over a dozen Black-robed Men quickly darted out from the army. They all possessed spiritual power, and the strongest among them had even reached Qi Refining Level 5.

“What's going on? How can there be so many Cultivators?!” Chen Mingyuan was in disbelief. One must know that for a country to invite a few Cultivators was already the limit.

How did so many pop up all at once!

The Mad Blade Immortal Master sneered: "That's because the Jin State already belongs to me! Your Yan State is next!"

Chen Mingyuan's eyes widened in disbelief: "You swallowed a whole country?! Why?"

People on the path of cultivation should look down upon secular dynasties; why would he think of controlling a mortal kingdom?

"Why? Humph! For more blood food, of course!" The Mad Blade Immortal Master grinned hideously, "Know that this Yan State occupies a piece of spiritual land!"

Hearing this, Chen Mingyuan's heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly wielded the dragon-whiskers sword to strike at the Mad Blade Immortal Master.

He finally understood why the Jin State had become so powerful over the years. It turned out it had long been occupied by Cultivators, and now they were eyeing a certain spiritual land in the Yan State.

But in all his years of cultivation, he had never heard his master mention that the Yan State had any spiritual land.

But at this moment, he had no time for further thought, as all those Cultivators rushed up to attack Chen Mingyuan.

Chen Mingyuan could only flee in a sorry state, retreating backward.

Seeing that this Cultivator was unable to win again, Ye Xuan and Ye Yi both felt helpless.

“Big brother! Do we still need to act?” Ye Yi asked.

Seeing the Immortal being forced into a steady retreat, Ye Xuan gripped the saber in his hand. Thinking of the disdainful expressions of that general and Scarface, he said: "Yi-zi, no need to hide ourselves anymore. Let's go!"