Chapter 390: Chapter 218: Slaying the Golden Core, Breaking the Four Saints Formation_4
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The Chaos Rod transformed into the Giant Sky Shaking Staff, as if a pillar supporting the heavens had collapsed. As the staff rubbed against the air, it instantly dispersed a thick black smoke, which rolled like the coming of the apocalyptic demon.
This Chaos Rod, deep in its demonic nature, was a replica of the ancient Demon Clan’s weapon. Although it was a magic weapon, it could be called a demonic weapon.
Shen Ping let out a sharp howl, tossing his heavy sword lightly without enlarging it, but a sword shadow burst forth.
Clang!
The sword shadow was substantial, clashing with the pitch-black staff in the void, causing the void to tremble.
Separated by a hundred meters, both of them saw the intent to kill in each other’s eyes.
On the other side.
Xie Puxuan had already thrown his long banner up in the air. The banner shook violently, expanding rapidly and transforming into a colossal banner, wrapping Han Yi within.
Inside the banner, Han Yi’s expression remained calm, but he had already become fully alert in his heart.
He never underestimated any Gold Core cultivator in the world. To set foot in the Golden Core realm and become a true person, one must have already gone through the three trials and five calamities of the Foundation Building stage, and then experienced the three transformations and three disasters of the Core Formation stage. Such cultivators stood out amongst the many and were the pride of the Immortal Path.
As the long banner swept around him.
The Seven Star Kunwu Sword had already returned to his back. A golden dagger appeared in Han Yi’s hand. With a thought, the dagger leaped up, cutting a gap in the restrictive space created by the long banner with a gentle swipe.
Next.
The two magic swords behind him, the Seven Star Kunwu Sword and the Green Reed Sword, simultaneously shot up, crossing each other and slashing open two more giant gaps in the long banner, whose restrictive power had been broken through.
In the next moment.
The long banner suddenly shrank and returned to its original size of a thirty-foot height. However, the black cloth on top had already been torn into three pieces.
Xie Puxuan’s face turned pained. This Catching Evil Banner was his most powerful magic treasure. Fie knew that Flan Yi is strong, but he hadn’t expected that just a single exchange would result in his magic treasure being broken.
His face was filled with horror and his heart pounded.
However.
What cheered him up was that after Flan Yi broke the Catching Evil Banner, he was coughing up blood incessantly, apparently injured by the backlash and even severely wounded.
“Kill!”
A fierce glint flashed in his eyes as the damaged Catching Evil Banner transformed once again. This time, it didn’t trap its enemy, but instead, dozens of Evil Spirits were shaken out from the long banner. Among them, there were no Golden Core Evil Souls but Foundation Establishment-level Evil Souls, including three late-stage Foundation Building Evil Souls.
Using these Evil Spirits to fight like trapped beasts was most suitable.
On the other side.
Han Yi coughing up blood was, of course, a falsehood.
His original plan was to feign weakness, create a false impression, struggle to kill the enemy, and then lure other Gold Core cultivators who were besieging Xuanxue Peak to come forward.
Show weakness to the enemy, divide and conquer, and then kill each one of them.
This was his strategy.
However.
Just as he broke the long banner’s space constraint, pretended to cough up blood, and Xie Puxuan released the Evil Spirits.
Four kilometers away.
Suddenly, a spirit light shot up into the sky above Xuanxue Peak, spreading out in all directions.
The Little Four Saints Array had been broken through!
The complexions of the four combatants changed in unison, showing different emotions.
Tian Boyi and Xie Puxuan were overjoyed and laughed, while Shen Ping trembled, his face showing despair.
As for Han Yi.
His eyes flickered.
Plans couldn’t keep up with changes. It seemed that luring the enemies one by one would not work.
In that case, there was no need to pretend anymore.
The Seven Star Kunwu Sword emitted a furious vibration as it disappeared in an instant, breaking through the air.
A purple light had already been reflected in the ecstatic Xie Puxuan’s pupils!
In the next moment, his vision rolled, and in a flash, he saw Han Yi’s figure overlapping with his own, their speed so fast that only an afterimage remained, making it impossible to see clearly even with his own power.
Himself?
Right, isn’t that headless corpse himself?