225: Shushan disciples

Although this man and woman looked disheveled, their expressions remained calm. Each held a Flying Sword, locking their eyes on Nezha. Instantly, the two swords erupted with purple and golden light, the sword energy suddenly surging from a few inches to dozens of feet long.

"?" Nezha couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth. "Still at it, are you? Heh, have you decided how you want to write the word 'death'?"

As he spoke, he brandished the Fire Tipped Spear in his hand, ready to strike.

Although Nezha had been serving in the Heavenly Court for many years, his murderous nature had not diminished in the slightest. On the contrary, because he hadn't engaged in killing for too long, his Killing Intent was actually in a state of slow accumulation. Once a fuse was lit, he would be like a powder keg, exploding instantly.

However, how could Tang Ku give him the chance to explode?

Before the Fire Tipped Spear could be thrust, those two sword lights had already arrived before him. However, the sword lights halted two inches from his eyes, unable to advance even an inch further.

"The Holy Monk is meddling again!" Nezha said disdainfully. "Do you really think I would kill them? I just wanted to teach them a lesson!"

Below, the man and woman had foreheads covered in cold sweat and didn't even dare to move. Because at this moment, a powerful hand was resting on each of their shoulders, and the immense Buddha Power and overwhelming strength were making it hard for them to breathe.

The owner of these hands... it seemed that if he wished, they would both be crushed to death by this force instantly!

"Heh, why get angry, my two young friends? He was only inquiring for information!"

Tang Ku's gentle voice came from behind them.

The two realized they had encountered an expert, but seeing that the other party did not seem to be a bloodthirsty person, they immediately understood his intent and retracted the sword light in their hands. The man said, somewhat trembling, "This must be a Great Master from the Buddhist School. Hmm, we meant no harm. We just encountered an enemy earlier and thought this young brother was an accomplice, which is why we attacked. Please forgive our rashness..."

After the man finished speaking, the palms resting on their shoulders were pulled back. The pressure on them instantly lightened. They looked at each other in shock, then put away their swords and turned to look.

They saw a monk leading an elderly Mortal and a Daoist child standing before them, looking at them with smiles.

"This monk... is unfathomable!" the man thought to himself.

He and his Junior Sister were both Cultivators at the Condensing Dan stage. This was their first time leaving the mountain and seeing such a powerful expert outside of their School, so they couldn't help but feel quite shocked.

The woman seemed to heave a sigh of relief and said, "It seems the Great Master is also from the Righteous Path, likely here for the Youquan Blood Demon as well. Hmm, my name is Xu Yinghua, and this is my Senior Brother Yao Muyun. We are both fourth-generation Disciples of the Shu Mountain School. May I ask for the Great Master's dharma name?"

The monk chuckled, pressed his palms together, and said, "Poor Monk is Xuanzang. Sent by the Tang King, I have come to Shu Mountain on official business. Firstly, to understand the truth about the demons here, and if I can subdue them, that would be for the best. Secondly, it is to consolidate the cultivation Schools of the world. Shu Mountain leads the ranks in the Dao of cultivation, so naturally, I had to come and take a look!"

"Ah, are you an accomplice of those Cultivators from earlier?" Xu Yinghua couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Tang Ku narrowed his eyes slightly. "Correct, correct, indeed an accomplice!"

"But, but they were such Trash, yet you were able to press us until we couldn't breathe with just one move. And that young brother, his spear technique is incomparably tyrannical; even my Master might not be his match!"

Xu Yinghua was even more surprised this time. Although the old man and the child didn't seem to have anything special about them, the strength of these two was truly unfathomable.

Tang Ku thought to himself, "Your Master... probably couldn't even take a single strike from Nezha!"

However, he didn't say these words out loud. In fact, there was simply no comparison between Mortal Cultivators and the great deities of the Heavenly Court. Come to think of it, if Nezha went on a rampage, he might be able to solo the entire Shu Mountain Sword School if he went all out.

Boom!

Just as Tang Ku was about to say a few perfunctory words, a blood-red light flashed in a nearby house, which then began to collapse on a large scale. Immediately following that, a thick, bloody aura rushed towards them, smelling incredibly foul and nauseating.

"Not good, that Blood Demon is chasing us... Hmm, Great Master, we should avoid its edge for now. This Blood Demon's strength is terrifying; we must plan carefully and think of another way!" Yao Muyun said urgently.

In mid-air, Nezha turned his head to look at the edge of the town, only to discover a patch of blood-red substance, like thick, boiling blood, rolling towards this direction.

"Hmm, what an arrogant monster..." Nezha smiled disdainfully, turned back and said, "Holy Monk, I'll go take a look first to see what exactly this thing is... Hmm, you all go find a place to rest. I'll go alone!"

As he spoke, he activated the Wind Fire Wheels and charged towards the sea of blood.

"Ah, Great Master, he... he went by himself. You... you should stop him! Even if he is powerful, he definitely won't be a match for the Blood Demon!" Xu Yinghua exclaimed in shock.

Tang Ku smiled. "Calm down... There are many people in this world who can beat him, but that definitely does not include this guy called the Blood Demon!"

"But..."

Xu Yinghua didn't have time to say anything else before Yao Muyun stopped her and said slowly, "I will go help. You all wait here..."

As he spoke, he kept winking at his Junior Sister.

Xu Yinghua was stunned, then seemed to realize something. She couldn't help but nod and said, "Then... then take care, Senior Brother. We will wait here and not go far!"

"Hmm..."

The cyan longsword in Yao Muyun's hand suddenly emitted a sword light, and then he flew up on the Flying Sword.

In fact, the so-called Sword Control Technique is not like what we see in movies, television shows, or novels, where one stands on the Flying Sword and flies like a flying skateboard. That is something imagined by people and is a misconception.

True sword flight occurs because the Magic Treasure in the hands of a Sword Immortal is spiritual itself and can release an energy that harmonizes with its owner, wrapping around the owner's body and carrying them through the sky. Therefore, when flying at high speeds, the Flying Sword is in front and the person is behind; that is the correct way to fly with a sword.

Actually, if you think about it, you can understand. If you are standing on a Flying Sword flying in the sky, and you happen to encounter flying demons or ghosts, do you still want to use the sword to fight? Moreover, the sword's heart is spiritual; stepping on it is extremely disrespectful to the Magic Treasure.

"They dared to send that youth, likely for two reasons. First, he must possess astonishing skills. Second... that is, they are very likely in league with the demons... Hmm, we must carefully consider this, lest we be deceived... Holy crap!"

Not far away, Yao Muyun saw a scene that made his jaw drop. He saw Nezha transforming into a blur, crazily stabbing the sea of blood with his Fire Tipped Spear. His expression was excited to the point of being ferocious, and the terrifying Samadhi True Fire swept across, immediately causing large areas of the sea of blood to be vaporized directly, disappearing without a trace!

"Alright, I was overthinking it. These skills are truly astonishing!" Yao Muyun smiled bitterly.