荒墟牧神 - 第185章 召喚邪魔 - 文瀾書苑

Upon this modest altar, two blades of knife-light flared into being, one horizontal and one vertical. The horizontal stroke beheaded that Daoist priest, while the vertical one cleaved down through the head and face of another priestess.

That priestess was a divine ability user of the Six Harmonies realm; though she had never cultivated combat arts, a golden chain hung upon her forehead, and at its center was a jewel that blazed with light, blocking Shen Mu's strike. Shen Mu dragged his blade, and the priestess, her head split and blood streaming, erupted with primal qi in an instant; the horsetail whisk in her other hand bloomed open like countless flower stamens, its thousand filaments of silk thrusting toward Shen Mu. Her assault had scarcely begun when countless blades of knife-light drowned her.

Night Slays a Thousand Cities, Wind and Rain. Shen Mu's steps crossed and wove, evading the thrusting whisk as he circled behind the priestess's corpse — the body still had not fallen — and behind it stood another Daoist.

That Daoist had already recovered his wits, and strip after strip of yellow talisman paper flew from the satchel at his waist, but at that moment Shen Mu cast aside both his blades and pointed with joined fingers; the primal qi at his fingertips transformed into a sword-light of incomparable sharpness that pierced clean through the Daoist's brow.

Behind Shen Mu, dragons and elephants soared and surged; Monk Yunque came charging, coiled in dragon, trampling elephant, and slew toward another priestess.

With a thunderous boom, he slammed her against the statue of the demon god. The priestess vomited blood, erupted with primal qi, and blasted him flying.

She was just about to strike a killing blow when suddenly a sword-light flashed past and wiped across her throat with a light ding. This priestess possessed immense, mighty primal qi, and she actually blocked the sword with raw qi alone — but in the next instant, Shen Wanyun appeared at her side, seized the sword hilt, and unleashed all his strength, pinning her against the demon god statue. He wrenched the sword free, and blood sprayed forth.

Wolf-Slave's figure flickered; he leaped atop the statue's head, his two demon blades appearing and vanishing with uncanny swiftness as they chopped downward, while Yue Qinghong stood upon Wolf-Slave's shoulder, and from the sword case at her back, sword after sword flew out, transforming into the Drilling Sword Form and stabbing down at one of the Daoists below. That Daoist swung his hand back, snatching up a white funeral banner stuck in the edge of the altar.

The banner quivered, the runes upon it lighting up like red serpents swimming out from the cloth, blocking the two demon blades — yet Yue Qinghong's Drilling Sword Form bored through the banner's face and drilled into his brow. At the same time, on the other side, Si Yunxiang flickered like a ghost, striking in succession with a strange hand-seal technique, shaking another priestess dead where she stood, every bone in her body shattered.

Shen Wanyun's heart skipped: "Junior Sister Si hides her depths well — this cultivation of hers is ferociously powerful! " He lunged at another Daoist. That Daoist abruptly leaped down from the altar and sprinted away, and behind him strip after strip of yellow talisman paper flew in unison toward the altar.

Shen Wanyun hurried to give chase, but suddenly the strips of talisman paper exploded one after another, blasting him fiercely away. On the other side, Yunque also threw himself in front of that Daoist, deploying the Great Five Terraces Seal to block his path. The Daoist sneered, splayed his five fingers, and a thunderous clap burst from his palm, blasting Yunque into a daze.

The Daoist relaxed and snarled: "A pack of juniors who haven't even reached the Six Harmonies realm, and yet. . .