The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud

He still had a formation disk in his hand, and those six individuals were about to launch a proactive attack.

A proactive attack would inevitably expose vulnerabilities!

As long as there was a vulnerability, he could take a life.

For those six, the only chance to subdue Su Jingzhen was to break through the formation and close the distance.

They had been fighting their whole lives, but this was the first time they felt this stifled.

The six, swords in hand, charged towards Su Jingzhen at a rapid pace.

For Su Jingzhen, once they moved, it would be impossible to maintain both offense and defense.

At this moment, the six were still three zhang away from Su Jingzhen.

Su Jingzhen didn’t hesitate. He activated the other dark killing formation in his hand.

Su Jingzhen’s Surging Spring acupoints surged again.

The Nether Ghostly Demon Art was activated, his speed reaching its maximum in an instant.

With a single step, he instantly appeared a zhang away from the outermost man.

Without any hesitation, he struck out with a brick.

A dragon’s roar seemed to echo through the darkness.

The Golden Core late-stage cultivator had actually sensed Su Jingzhen’s movements the moment he made them.

But he never took it seriously.

In their eyes, Su Jingzhen’s proactive attack was essentially the same as surrendering.

There was even a hint of glee in their hearts.

If Su Jingzhen fell to him, then he would be the first to claim credit.

It wasn’t until the dragon’s qi contained within the brick erupted that the man’s heart jolted.

“Help me!”

Before Su Jingzhen’s brick could even land, he shouted for help to his companions.

At this level of cultivation, a cultivator could already sense, to a certain extent, whether they could withstand an incoming attack.

However, it wasn’t until he felt the power of the dragon’s blood qi that he remembered to call for help.

It was a little too late.

His voice hadn’t even finished when Su Jingzhen’s dragon-shaped blood qi strike slammed into him.

“Boom!”

A resounding boom echoed as the strike landed.

Even though he had gathered a defensive force in a hurry, Su Jingzhen’s attack didn’t seriously injure him.

But it made him retreat more than ten steps, away from the other five people.

This was exactly the outcome Su Jingzhen desired.

Su Jingzhen stepped again.

The Netherworld Ghost Technique activated once more.

Although he didn’t use Phantom Step, he was still faster than the six Golden Core cultivators.

In the blink of an eye, he caught up to them.

Within this dark killing formation, Su Jingzhen’s movements were clearly sensed by the six men.

But they were always a step behind.

And in close combat, Su Jingzhen was practically invincible!

The Golden Core late-stage cultivator sensed Su Jingzhen approaching him quickly.

His expression changed, and he unleashed his flying sword once again.

The old man’s combat awareness was indeed not weak.

In this situation, he didn’t completely panic or sit idly by.

However, just a single sword strike was a bit naive to try and stop Su Jingzhen.

“Clang!”

Su Jingzhen swung his brick again.

Sparks flew in the darkness, accompanied by the clear sound of metal clashing.

The flying sword was once again deflected.

After a hasty attack, the distance between Su Jingzhen and the old guy was only one zhang.

The Golden Core late-stage cultivator finally panicked.

But at this moment, Su Jingzhen didn’t give him another chance to attack.

He rolled forward like a donkey, appearing right in front of him.

The black brick in his hand struck his Dantian without hesitation.

All the blood qi power of the Flesh Body Golden Embroy fourth layer converged on the Labor Palace acupoint.

The brick landed with a solid thud.

Su Jingzhen could even feel the flow of qi within the Golden Core late-stage cultivator’s Dantian.

The man’s body flew out instantly before crashing to the ground helplessly.

His Dantian was destroyed, but he didn’t die immediately.

But his qi was completely depleted, essentially the same as death.

“Chen Zhong, what’s wrong with you?”

All this happened in the blink of an eye.

The other five men finally reacted.

One of the Golden Core late-stage cultivators asked.

However, Chen Zhong, the man whose Dantian had been shattered by Su Jingzhen, was unable to respond.

“Break the formation first!”

The remaining five men were anxious, but more importantly, they were enraged.

Facing one opponent, and that opponent being a Body Cultivation practitioner in a less than ideal environment, he had achieved such a feat.

This was a disgrace to them.

Compared to their rage, Su Jingzhen felt a surge of satisfaction.

Being surrounded by six individuals of higher cultivation, he was able to kill one first. No cultivator of the same realm could have possibly done that, right?

Furthermore, he hadn’t even used Bloodthirst yet.

In Su Jingzhen’s view, if he were to activate Bloodthirst, there was a very real chance he could kill all five remaining opponents before him.

In that case, his performance this time would likely become a legend throughout the Qingzhou region.

Of course, the prerequisite was that this feat had to be spread.

After eliminating one opponent, Su Jingzhen didn’t hesitate. He charged again, this time aiming his brick at another Golden Core Mid-stage cultivator standing on the edge.

Su Jingzhen’s Flesh Body Golden Embryo cultivation at the fourth layer was equivalent to Golden Core Mid-stage in terms of Qi cultivators.

Facing someone of the same realm, he felt no pressure whatsoever.

At this moment, the location of the dark killing array’s formation disk had been found.

Two of them launched their flying swords towards the formation disk’s position.

As Su Jingzhen moved, he was already close to the Golden Core Mid-stage cultivator on the edge.

“Help me!”

In the darkness, the Golden Core Mid-stage cultivator couldn’t see Su Jingzhen’s figure.

But he knew the person charging towards him wasn’t his companion.

He had a rough idea of what happened to Chen Zhong, and since Chen Zhong wasn’t even a match for the opponent in a single exchange, his Golden Core Mid-stage cultivation was even less of a factor.

Without hesitation, he cried out for help.

As soon as his voice fell, the darkness in front of him dissipated.

The formation disk of the dark killing array Su Jingzhen had set up had been shattered.

However, before the Golden Core Mid-stage cultivator could rejoice, a menacing black brick appeared in his vision.

“No!”

By the time he could make out the object, the unremarkable black brick had already smashed into his face.

In the next instant, a head exploded into a bloody mess.

Red and white splattered across the ground.

One brick, one death!

“Amitabha Buddha, I’ve sinned, I’ve sinned.

I always can’t help but hit the head, I’ll be more careful next time.”

Seeing the gruesome death of this man, Su Jingzhen felt a pang of guilt.

Continuously beating people to such a state of disrepair, anyone who didn’t know better would think Su Jingzhen was some kind of vicious thug with a twisted fetish.

“Useless, useless!”

Hong Seng, who was still locked in a standoff with Shen Yifeng in the distance, saw his six Golden Core disciples surround a Flesh Body Golden Embryo cultivator and yet couldn’t subdue him.

Instead, they had lost two of their own, and he was furious.

At the same time, his heart grew heavier.

The eight Golden Core cultivators of the Free and Unfettered Sect had been unable to overpower Su Jingzhen and Luo Yuebai.

Every one of his attacks was easily deflected by Shen Yifeng.

If this continued, the Free and Unfettered Sect was headed for a dead end.

He glanced at the situation on the field and then at Shen Yifeng, whose lips were still curled into a sneer.

Hong Seng’s gaze involuntarily shifted to the distant void channel that was still slowly rotating in the void.

After all, he was a Nascent Soul Mid-stage cultivator.

Sometimes, when it came to making choices, he could be quite pragmatic.

Compared to his own life, external possessions, no matter how important, were insignificant.

When things were beyond his control, his primary goal would be to preserve his own life.

Even as he continued to attack Shen Yifeng, he subtly adjusted his position, gradually moving closer to the void channel.

Shen Yifeng’s lips remained curled into a smile, without any other movement.

He still maintained a defensive stance.

Half of his attention was actually focused on the battlefield where Su Jingzhen and Luo Yuebai were fighting.

He silently nodded in approval at Su Jingzhen’s current performance.

He was clearly very satisfied.

So far, he had not launched a single attack against Hong Seng.

However, the blood-red killing sword at his side spun incessantly, its sword qi becoming increasingly sharp.

“If this kid can truly defeat all six of them on his own, then as he said before, he might be able to help Yuebai achieve an unassailable position.”

Shen Yifeng muttered to himself, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

“Attack together, kill him!”

Su Jingzhen retracted his black brick, still spotless, as the headless corpse collapsed.

The remaining four cultivators looked terrified, a primal fear creeping into their hearts.

They had been led around by Su Jingzhen for so long in the battle, unable to understand where they had gone wrong.

They could only conclude that the man before them was a freak!

The leading Golden Core Late-stage elder barked orders at his companions.

The four of them, like before, launched their flying swords at Su Jingzhen once more.

With no formation disks left to waste time, Su Jingzhen knew this was the crucial moment.

However, with two of their own already fallen, the pressure on him had lessened considerably.

“Bloodthirst!”

Su Jingzhen roared inwardly, activating Bloodthirst without hesitation.

He didn’t know if unleashing this bloodlust would be enough to defeat four opponents, but he knew he had to take the gamble.

He couldn’t rely on his master anymore.

He could see that Shen Yifeng seemed to be deliberately holding back.

All he could hope for now was that if he couldn’t end the fight within the brief time Bloodthirst granted him, his master would at least look out for him and prevent him from dying.

The moment he activated Bloodthirst, Su Jingzhen felt his blood surge, as if boiling within him.

Every meridian thrummed with the roar of dragons.

His eyes took on a crimson hue.

Su Jingzhen felt his attributes multiply in an instant.

Without a moment’s hesitation, he gripped his black brick, took a step, and instantly vanished, leaving behind a phantom.

Under the boost of Bloodthirst, Phantom Step was effortless.

The moment he moved, the phantom at his previous location was instantly shattered by four sharp flying swords.

“Phantom!”

The four Golden Core cultivators attacking Su Jingzhen gasped in surprise.

But before they could react, Su Jingzhen had already appeared behind another Golden Core Mid-stage cultivator.

“Die!”

His words were like the pronouncements of death.

As soon as those two words reached the Golden Core Mid-stage cultivator’s ears, he felt a powerful force slam into his back.

In the next instant, Su Jingzhen’s black brick smashed into the cultivator’s heart, shattering it instantly. The immense force wreaked havoc within his body.

Another brick, another death.

“No! Be careful!”

In the blink of an eye, they had lost another one.

The remaining three cultivators’ fear reached its breaking point.

Upon seeing Su Jingzhen’s figure, they instinctively didn’t attack, but instead, tried to create distance.

They knew, even though their cultivation was a level higher than Su Jingzhen’s, being close to him as a Flesh Body Golden Embryo Body Cultivator meant only one thing: death.

The remaining three were all Golden Core Late-stage cultivators, their reactions were incredibly fast.

Under normal circumstances, they could easily escape Su Jingzhen’s grasp.

But right now, Su Jingzhen was in his Bloodthirst state, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.

Even with their speed, how could they possibly match Su Jingzhen’s Phantom Step?

Su Jingzhen didn’t have time to waste.

He had a target in mind, and his Surging Spring acupoints erupted once more.

The power of his blood surged according to the Netherworld Ghost Technique, closing the distance in an instant.

At a distance of one zhang, he unleashed a brick strike.

The dragon-shaped blood energy roared towards the Golden Core Late-stage cultivator.

Without waiting for the attack to land, Su Jingzhen took another step, closing in on his target again.

As the cultivator was still dealing with the dragon-shaped blood energy, Su Jingzhen slammed another brick into his chest.

“There is nothing in the world of martial arts that is invincible, except speed!”

At this moment, Su Jingzhen finally understood the truth behind this phrase from the countless wuxia and xianxia novels he had read in his past life.

After swiftly eliminating two opponents, Su Jingzhen turned without hesitation and headed towards his next target.

He was close to achieving his desired outcome.

If everything went smoothly, he should be able to kill all his opponents before Bloodthirst’s duration wore off.

Meanwhile, the two cultivators battling Luo Yuebai were shaken by Su Jingzhen’s ferocity.

They had been struggling against Luo Yuebai, and now witnessing the Free and Unfettered Sect’s disastrous situation, fear crept into their hearts.

But fear breeds vulnerability.

“Evil Moon Slash!”

The moment the Golden Core mid-stage cultivator was distracted, Luo Yuebai didn’t hesitate.

With a flick of her hand, the silver moonlight reappeared on her body.

In an instant, it condensed into two crescent moons, overlapping and cutting towards the man.

The Golden Core mid-stage cultivator had only been momentarily distracted, but by the time he reacted, the Evil Moon Slash was already close.

It was too late to defend, and in an instant, he was pierced through the chest.

His Golden Core mid-stage aura instantly wilted, and his life force gradually dissipated.

Luo Yuebai was already a decisive and ruthless figure within the Evil Moon Sect, her reputation for ferocity was well-known.

To dare to be so careless during battle with her, his death was truly not undeserved.

Luo Yuebai, with her Golden Core early-stage cultivation, single-handedly fought a Golden Core mid-stage and a Golden Core late-stage cultivator, even managing to seize the opportunity to kill one.

Such a feat was enough to be considered legendary.

She was truly worthy of her title as the Evil Moon Sect’s chief saintess and the sect master of the Linjiang branch.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Hong Seng’s heart was filled with despair when he witnessed this scene.

He knew the Free and Unfettered Sect was finished.

This time, they had truly messed up.

The eight Golden Core cultivators were unreliable, and he couldn’t defeat Shen Yifeng.

If he didn’t escape now, when would he?

After unleashing another powerful spell towards Shen Yifeng, he no longer hesitated. A flying sword suddenly appeared beneath his feet.

“Evil Moon Sect, this time the Free and Unfettered Sect admits defeat, but this matter won’t end here!”

After stepping onto the flying sword, he immediately accelerated towards the void channel.

As he approached the void channel, he couldn’t resist leaving a threatening remark.

However, Shen Yifeng simply raised a faint, indifferent smile in response.

Suddenly, the demonic energy around Shen Yifeng surged.

His right index and middle fingers came together, and a sword gesture was executed. The Killing Sword hovering beside him instantly blazed with sword light.

Then, like a blood-red lightning bolt, it shot towards Hong Seng in an instant.

At this moment, Hong Seng was already close to the void channel.

He was just one step away from entering it and escaping this space.

But he sensed a powerful and menacing sword intent coming from behind.

He instinctively turned his head to look back.

He only saw a red light flash before his eyes, and then his expression froze.

The Killing Sword had already pierced through his chest.

The immense and fierce sword energy and killing intent on the blade almost instantly shredded the life force within him.

Hope was right before his eyes, yet it was a destination he would never reach in this lifetime.

The flying sword, carrying Hong Seng’s entire body, fell at the entrance of the void channel.

Hong Seng’s eyes remained wide open, as if he died with regret.

Perhaps in the last few seconds of his life, he finally understood the truth.

Some people were simply not meant to be provoked.

He had fought for so long, but from the beginning to the end, Shen Yifeng had only been toying with him.

At the same moment Hong Seng fell, Su Jingzhen had caught up to the last Golden Core late-stage cultivator.

Without time to choose a position, he smashed another brick onto the opponent’s head.

As the opponent’s head exploded, Su Jingzhen’s face instantly paled.

The Bloodthirst’s weakness period arrived as expected.

A look of pain flashed across his face.

Fortunately, he was quick and managed to take down his opponent.

Otherwise, if he had been a few seconds slower, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

At this point, only one Golden Core late-stage cultivator remained from the Free and Unfettered Sect, facing Luo Yuebai.

It was a black-robed old man. His heart was filled with overwhelming terror.

Hong Seng’s death had already shattered his psychological defenses.

But he also knew that at this point, begging for mercy was useless.

Driven by his instinct to survive, he glanced at the pained Su Jingzhen on the ground, then at Luo Yuebai.

He suddenly threw a violent talisman towards Luo Yuebai.

The power of this talisman was equivalent to a single strike from a Golden Core late-stage cultivator.

After throwing the talisman, he quickly fled towards Zhao Tianming and the others behind him.

The look he had given Su Jingzhen earlier was clearly a distraction to mislead Luo Yuebai.

Making her believe his target was Su Jingzhen.

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