79: Chapter 79 Drunk on the Fragrant Bridge, the Sword Immortal Laughs at the Poor Scholar

Poor Scholar was shocked, his pupils suddenly contracted.

He had never expected that a mere Junior in his twenties, after forcibly breaking his own Law-based ultimate move, not only didn't recover his Qi to defend, but instead dared to launch such a violent charge against someone in the Divine Bridge Realm!

Furthermore, the speed of this Flying Sword defied common sense, completely exceeding the deduction speed of his Poor Scholar's Art》!

The brush in his hand didn't even have time to dip into the ink in the inkstone.

He could only hastily hold the yellowed bamboo scroll in his hand horizontally in front of him.

Poor Scholar's Art defensive technique — [Ten Thousand Scroll Screen]!

"Crash!"

The seemingly ordinary bamboo scroll instantly spread out in mid-air.

It transformed into a massive screen of light composed of dense, golden characters, blocking firmly in front of him.

"My calligraphy, every word and sentence contains the Laws of Heaven and Earth; you mere Flying Sword, don't you dare..."

The word "scatter" hadn't even been shouted out yet.

Ye Xiu's Flying Sword had already arrived with the kinetic energy to destroy heaven and earth, slamming fiercely into the golden light shield!

"Boom — Screech, screech, screech!"

An extremely piercing, teeth-gritting friction sound echoed through Jueyin Valley.

Poor Scholar discovered with extreme horror that his "Law Light Shield," which he used to dismantle his opponent's Origin Qi, was actually beginning to tremble and distort the moment it touched the Flying Sword!

Because attached to this sword was not just simple True Qi.

It was an extremely domineering, completely illogical Pure Yang True Fire, as well as a crazed Wine Sword Immortal's Sword Intent!

You, Poor Scholar, can calculate the Five Elements of heaven and earth, and you can calculate the Laws of the world.

But can you calculate the landing point of a drunkard's sword?!

"In front of my sword, I am the greatest Law!"

Ye Xiu, in mid-air, pressed his sword finger forward heavily without mercy.

"Break!"

"Crack!!!"

The indestructible [Ten Thousand Scroll Screen], under the dual pressure of extreme sharpness and violent Dragon power, only lasted for half a breath before shattering like fragile glass!

The golden character fragments scattered everywhere like dead butterflies.

And amidst the shattered golden light, a cold, bone-chilling sword edge had driven straight in.

Carrying grim killing intent, it pressed directly against Poor Scholar's throat!

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!"

The cold sword edge was already pressed against the skin of Poor Scholar's throat, even piercing the epidermis and seeping out a drop of crimson blood.

The shadow of death completely enveloped this peerless scholar of the previous era at this moment.

"No! I cultivate the Righteous Path of heaven and earth, how could I die at the hands of a madman like you!"

At the critical moment of life and death, Poor Scholar let out a roar like a trapped beast.

A terrifying blood-red light erupted from his murky eyes, and he actually burned his remaining century of Lifespan and vital essence without hesitation!

"Blood Law becomes rule, Haoran remains undying! Get back, for me!"

He bit his tongue hard, spraying out a mouthful of vital essence containing the Origin of a Peak Divine Bridge Realm expert.

It forcibly transformed into a blood-colored "Forbid" character in front of him.

This "Forbid" character condensed his lifelong cultivation of Laws.

It actually managed to delay Ye Xiu's unstoppable sword edge by half an inch at the critical moment!

It was this half-inch distance that gave Poor Scholar a chance to breathe, and his figure retreated violently, attempting to open distance and reset his formation.

However, Ye Xiu was not fighting alone.

"Old geezer, you have more than one opponent!"

Just as Poor Scholar retreated, his old force exhausted and new force not yet generated, two crisp, delicate shouts rang out from the left and right.

On the left, a purple Qi came from the east!

Yu Yuan Chuyu held the yu yuan sword, enveloped in the majesty and rigidity of the former empress, transforming into a purple rainbow, striking directly at Poor Scholar's left flank.

On the right, a frost descended!

Palace Master of Liqing, Qiu Dieyi, fluttered in white, the Lihan Sword in her hand no longer having its former despair and deathly silence, but because of the "Inner Demon Tribulation" planted by Ye Xiu, it gained a lingering, spring-water-like strange Sword Intent, sealing off Poor Scholar's right path.

The two top beauties attacked simultaneously, the purple and white sword lights reflecting off each other, filled with killing intent!

"Hmph! Mere women who have had their Dao Heart broken, you dare to be presumptuous in front of me!"

Poor Scholar was, after all, an old monster of the Divine Bridge Realm; even if he was forced into a pathetic state by Ye Xiu, he still possessed an absolute Realm suppression against Yu Yuan Chuyu and Qiu Dieyi.

He suppressed the churning Qi and blood in his body, and the broken brush in his hand slashed fiercely to the left and right beside him.

"A slash to the left makes a river, a slash to the right makes a mountain! Reason tolerates no feelings!"

"Bang! Bang!"

Two invisible barriers formed from Haoran Righteous Qi formed with a boom, and the sword tips of Yu Yuan Chuyu and Qiu Dieyi stabbed into the barriers.

It was like stabbing into an indestructible iron mountain, the rebounding force numbing the two women's hands, and their figures couldn't help but fly backward.

"Hahaha! Your reason is simply unbearable before me..."

Poor Scholar laughed wildly, just about to mock them and stabilize his position.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

"Giggle... Grandfather, why are you so fierce? Do you think Jiaonan is beautiful?"

A crisp, bone-melting, seductive laugh suddenly rang out abruptly beside Poor Scholar's ear.

I saw that at some unknown time, Long Jiaonan, in green light gauze, had appeared like a ghost directly above Poor Scholar.

This little Yao Race girl didn't use any poison arts, nor did she use any weapons.

She simply hooked her partially undressed collar with her slender, fair fingers in mid-air, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin.

Subsequently, she cast an — ultimate seductive glance — at Poor Scholar, one that could topple nations and gathered the essence of the Yao Race's innate charm!

《Dragon Taming Art》's innate Divine Ability — Mortal World Lost Dream!

This seductive glance did not carry any magical attack, but it acted directly on the deepest part of a person's seven emotions and six desires.

Poor Scholar had spent his whole life cultivating "Preserve Heavenly Law, Extinguish Human Desire."

His Dao Heart seemed indestructible, but in reality, it was like a bowstring stretched to its limit.

Before this, he had already been beaten into doubting his life by Ye Xiu's unreasonable drunken sword, and his state of mind had long since developed huge cracks.

At this moment, facing this most primitive and ultimate temptation of the Mortal World, this sanctimonious old scholar's murky eyes actually went straight involuntarily.

In his mind, the word "Law" instantly collapsed, replaced by a scene of seductive emptiness.

Even if it was only for half a breath!

Even if it was only for this ten-thousandth of a second of distraction!

In a duel between top experts, this was a fatal abyss!

"Well done, Jiaonan!"

A wild laugh exploded like thunder.

How could Ye Xiu miss the perfect combat opportunity his women created for him?

"Old dog, your Divine Bridge ends here!"

Ye Xiu's figure instantly pierced through the Void Realm, the long sword wrapped in purple-gold True Fire, without any further obstruction, pierced through Poor Scholar's protective True Qi like cutting tofu!

"Pfft!"

The long sword pierced precisely into Poor Scholar's Dantian Qi Sea.

That illusory Divine Bridge, which connected the bridge of heaven and earth and represented the Foundation of a Divine Bridge Realm expert, let out a shrill wail under the stirring of the sword edge.

"Ah!!!"

"No!"

Poor Scholar woke up like from a dream, the intense pain making him let out a heart-wrenching scream.

He grabbed Ye Xiu's sword blade tightly, blood gushing out, his eyes full of unwillingness and despair.

"You... you actually cut off my Divine Bridge..."

"That's not all!"

Ye Xiu's eyes were cold, but a wicked smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

His left hand suddenly slapped the wine gourd at his waist, and with a "gurgle," he poured a large mouthful of extremely strong spirit wine.

Subsequently, Ye Xiu circulated the Dragon Transformation Golden Body and Pure Yang True Qi in his body, instantly compressing and igniting that mouthful of strong wine in his mouth!

"Sending you on your way!"

Ye Xiu puffed out his cheeks and sprayed it fiercely at Poor Scholar's chest!

"Whoosh —!!!"

That mouthful of strong wine turned into a dazzling pillar of purple-gold fire with a temperature high enough to melt black iron.

Like a dragon breathing fire, it slammed into Poor Scholar's chest at zero distance!

"Boom!!!"

A muffled explosion.

This strong wine, containing the Wine Sword Immortal's crazed Sword Intent and the True Dragon's Pure Yang Fire, directly blasted through Poor Scholar's sternum!

The violent flames instantly surged into his meridians, burning all those so-called "Laws," "Literary Qi," and "Haoran Righteous Qi" in his body into nothingness!

"Bang!"

Poor Scholar's body was violently sent flying by this terrifying impact like a broken sack.

He sprayed blood mixed with visceral fragments in mid-air, and finally slammed heavily onto the black cliff wall.

He slid down slowly, leaving a shocking trail of blood.

His hair turned completely white in an instant, and his face, which had been lean but ruddy, completely turned into withered tree bark at this moment.

There was not a drop of True Qi left in his body, and that sky-reaching cultivation of the Peak Divine Bridge Realm...

Was completely crippled by Ye Xiu's sword and wine!

From now on, he was not even as good as an ordinary strong Mortal, completely becoming a cripple.

"My Law... My century of cultivation..."

Poor Scholar lay paralyzed in the mud, staring blankly at the sky, blood constantly gushing from his mouth.

The whole person had completely collapsed, on the verge of madness.

Meanwhile, another figure suddenly flew out from the opposite direction of the pass.

It looked like he was fleeing for his life!

That was State Preceptor of Yankang, Jiang Baigui.

Originally, he was in a Mortal situation.

But because Poor Scholar was heavily injured by Ye Xiu, the encirclement was broken, and this State Preceptor was also able to escape.

As their gazes crossed, he saw the severely injured Poor Scholar, and then saw the familiar Ye Xiu.

This State Preceptor cupped his hands in mid-air.

"Young friend, thank you for your help!"

"I, Jiang Baigui, will repay this life-saving grace in the future!"

In the next moment, the figure of this State Preceptor of Yankang quickly moved away!