Master is too ambitious

Chapter 25: Heavenly Secrets Ceremony 5

Ji Qian's Qian Tui Sword, Han Rong Sword and Yu Qian Sword turned into three sword lights and rushed straight to Huang Quan. The three flying swords split into three parts and nine parts in mid-air and arrived in front of Huang Quan in the blink of an eye.

Huang Quan waved his hand, and a wheel appeared behind him. The wheel started spinning, spitting out a blood-yellow gas, trying to swallow the sword light, but the nine sword lights turned around and formed a formation in the air, cutting off the yellow turbid gas.

The monks watching the battle in the audience all made sounds of surprise.

Xing Qi sighed and said, "Your nephew has actually mastered the Sword Turning Flowing Clouds, which is rarely mastered by even sword cultivators. This really makes sword cultivators like me ashamed."

Fang Zhiyi said as a matter of course: "After all, we are also from the Immortal Sword Sect."

Huang Quan saw that his first move failed, so the wheel of reincarnation behind him started to spin rapidly, and a blood-yellow river gushed out, filled with lonely ghosts who were unable to reincarnate and were crying miserably. The river was full of insects and snakes, and a fishy wind blew in his face. This was the Wangchuan River in the "Reincarnation Life and Death Art" that he practiced. Most cultivators would be unable to resist and be directly sucked into it. Those who had their souls corroded were considered lucky, while some were directly turned into nutrients.

Two huge green wings appeared behind Ji Qian and disappeared on the spot. He practiced "Dong Ling Xiao Zhi" and naturally knew the power of the Wangchuan River. However, the Wangchuan River in "Dong Ling Xiao Zhi" and the Wangchuan River in "Reincarnation Life and Death Sutra" practiced by Huang Quan were completely two different concepts.

The ghosts in the Wangchuan River cried and screamed, and ghost messengers appeared in the wheel of reincarnation. Some of them escorted the ghosts, while others beat and interrogated the ghosts. For a moment, the whole ground was filled with ghostly aura, which made the monks in the audience feel eerie and uncomfortable.

Ji Qian appeared in the air, and the three flying swords returned to his back and formed a formation, occasionally cutting off the bloody and turbid water shooting out from the Wangchuan River.

Huang Quan saw Ji Qian appear, and with a point of his finger, the Wangchuan River, along with thousands of lonely souls, evil spirits and ghost messengers, all rushed towards Ji Qian.

The Book of Life and Death in Ji Qian's hand was flipping around, and a pen of life and death appeared in his hand. A black and white aura poured out from the Book of Life and Death, and the aura rolled and rushed towards the Forgetful River. For a moment, the screams of ghosts became even more shrill.

"Free me!" "Spare me!" "Let me go!!"

Ji Qian seemed to hear such a ghost cry in the dark.

The system sighed and said, "This Huangquan has placed the souls of the people he devoured in the Wangchuan River. If Huangquan does not die, they will never be able to reincarnate."

“Really?” Ji Qian sighed, the pen in his hand stopped, black and white colors scattered in the air, and a small black and gold banner appeared in his hand. The ancient seal characters on the banner were exactly "Carrying out Justice on Behalf of Heaven"!

Huang Quan laughed when he saw the banner of "Carrying out Justice on Behalf of Heaven" and said, "A man like you wants to carry out justice on behalf of Heaven? You are really overestimating your own abilities!"

Ji Qian ignored his ridicule, just smiled, looked up at the sky, and gently waved the small flag.

Countless heroes appeared in the sky. Some of them were ordinary farmers, some were scholars wearing tall hats and wide belts, some were warriors holding long spears, and some were young men carrying swords...

They raised their arms and shouted: "Carry out justice on behalf of heaven!"

The Book of Life and Death appeared in the air, and the pages were flipping. A pen of life and death was writing quickly without anyone controlling it. Ji Qian waved the "Doing Justice on Behalf of Heaven" banner again, and the "Doing Justice on Behalf of Heaven" banner lit up with golden light, and the golden light fell on the heroic spirit.

Ji Qian opened his mouth, his voice sounding like a god, and he said, "Carry out justice on behalf of heaven!"

The Wangchuan River and the Taitian Xingdao collided in the air. The golden light penetrated the Wangchuan River, and the Wangchuan River was slowly swallowed up and gradually dissipated in the air.

The situation completely reversed. Ji Qian waved the "Tian Xing Dao" banner again. The golden light turned into black and white and brushed towards Huang Quan. Huang Quan flashed quickly and flicked his fingers ten times, all of which were swallowed up by the black and white colors. Then he chased him closely and continuously devoured his luck.

The system encouraged in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Brush him! Brush him! Make him spit out his luck!"

Ji Qian waved the "Tian Xingdao" banner in his hand to brush it again. Huang Quan naturally knew that this "Tian Xingdao" banner was constantly brushing away his luck, and hurriedly shouted: "I give up!"

Sect Master Chen said with great satisfaction: "Luofu Immortal Sword Sect Ji Qiansheng!"

The monks in the audience were all surprised when they saw Ji Qian dissolving Huang Quan's Wangchuan River with ease. Most of them had suffered at the hands of Huang Quan, and now Ji Qian had beaten Huang Quan so badly that he had to flee in panic. They felt envious and relieved at the same time.

Fang Zhiyi laughed and said to Su Feng, "I've already said that your master is a genius. See."

Xing Qi also smiled and said: "Congratulations, your nephew will surely have a bright future."

Su Feng was relieved when he saw Ji Qian won.

The Forgetful River just now. The arrogant "he" in his previous life also suffered losses in the Forgetful River. He was contaminated by the water of the Forgetful River, which eroded his soul. It took a lot of effort to purify it.

Now that he saw Ji Qian was unharmed, he felt relieved.

Ji Qian returned to his seat, and everyone in Luofu Xianjian Sect looked at him eagerly. Those who were familiar with Ji Qian, such as Zhou Cheng and Fang Zhiyi, naturally knew that Ji Qian had many tricks. The other disciples were seeing him fight for the first time, and they were all shocked by his skill of using only a little force to defeat a great force, and they could not help but discuss it in a low voice.

Master Zhang stroked his nonexistent beard with satisfaction and praised, "Ji Qian's use of 'Carrying out Justice on Behalf of Heaven' is great."

Ji Qian bowed and said, "Thank you, Master."

Su Feng quickly asked, "Master, are you alright?" He then said, "Congratulations, Master."

Ji Qian thanked him and instructed Su Feng, "If you meet people from the Netherworld Sect in the future, don't show mercy."

Su Feng quickly said yes, and was about to ask, but Fang Zhiyi interrupted and asked, "Why, did you find any problem?"

Ji Qian sighed and explained, "I just heard the ghosts in the river crying for help. Huang Quan devoured the luck of others. It was not just the cultivators who were defeated by him. Perhaps there were also tens of thousands of ordinary people who were slaughtered and had their luck sucked dry, and then refined into the Wangchuan River."

When he said this, the people around him were shocked at first, and then became angry. Devouring other people's luck to help one's own practice was the work of evil spirits. What's more, if this matter involved mortals, the monks were like strong men compared to mortals. If the monks wanted to kill mortals, the mortals would not have the strength to fight back. They really deserved to die.

Ji Qian added: "I'm not sure about this matter yet, but if you meet someone from the Netherworld Sect in the future, be more careful."

After hearing what he said, Fang Zhiyi knew that what Ji Qian said was undoubtedly true. However, they, the Luofu Immortal Sword Sect, had no right to question him directly and could only ask their disciples to be more careful.

Seeing Fang Zhiyi's solemn expression, Xing Qi just patted his hand gently, signaling him not to worry too much. If this was true, Kunlun Immortal Sword Sect must be on the same side as Luofu Immortal Sword Sect.

After Ji Qian finished saying this, he closed his eyes and rested. Seeing him like this, everyone stopped disturbing him and continued to watch the next competition.

The system said in his sea of ​​consciousness: "Host, you just wiped out a lot of his luck. Next time, try harder and send him directly to the real Forgotten River."

Ji Qian heard the system say that a lot of it had been wiped out, so he thought that there shouldn't be any serious damage, and asked, "You mean, after we finish the ceremony?"

System Fly rubbed his hands and said, "Hey, after the ceremony, we'll find an opportunity to take action."

Ji Qian understood and a smile appeared on his face. Since he wanted to enforce justice on the behalf of heaven, he had to do it thoroughly.