CHAPTER 96: CHAPTER 96: MAJESTIC SWORD POWER, ONE SWORD KILL

Lu Zhiwei was just about to act when Song Minghui noticed the surprise attack. She immediately deployed the Crimson Training Silk to intercept, blocking Wei He’s attack.

At the same time, Lu Changfeng was drawn by the sudden commotion, opened his eyes, and saw Wei He and his two companions rushing in from a distance. How could he not know what was happening?

"Where do these petty scoundrels come from!"

As soon as he spoke, seeing that the three of them were all dressed as disciples of Hengyue Sect, a fit of anger surged within him.

"Hengyue Sect disciples!"

"Damn it, the attack missed!"

The surprise attack having failed, blocked by Song Minghui, Wei He cursed inwardly and again manipulated his Flying Sword to slash through the sky toward Lu Zhiwei.

At the same time, Wei Heng and Lei Yajing both activated their magical artifacts, the former a green artifact, the latter a ring-shaped one.

The ring-shaped artifact, the ’Vermilion Bird Ring,’ emitted a bright glow, forming one circle after another, aiming to trap Lu Zhiwei from above.

Wei He’s green Dharma Seal, ’Thunderfire Peak,’ chose Song Minghui as its target, intending to restrain this Female Cultivator from the Cyan Mountain Sect.

Clang!

As fast as lightning, as the Vermilion Bird Ring hovered above Lu Zhiwei’s head, about to encircle her, six paths of Fiery Sword Qi streaked across.

It turned out that Lu Changfeng had acted, deploying the Blazing Sword Box decisively to fend off this attack for his sister.

Meanwhile, Song Minghui, undisturbed by the looming threat of Thunderfire Peak, countered with the Fireball Technique while skillfully employing Cloud Body Technique to narrowly dodge the attack.

"Hmm?!"

Witnessing Lu Zhiwei and Song Minghui being attacked while they themselves were out of the attack range, Yuan Lang furrowed his brow, sensing something was amiss.

He quickly summoned his magical artifact, positioned himself beside Lu Zhiwei, and solemnly observed Wei He’s group.

"Are you three looking to benefit from the fight?"

Having cultivated to the Eighth-Layer Qi Cultivation, he had witnessed countless life-and-death struggles and understood the dark side of human nature, easily guessing Wei He’s group’s intentions.

Despite his understanding, Yuan Lang still voiced his query.

"Fellow cultivator, this matter is between us and Cyan Mountain Sect, unrelated to you, so don’t meddle!"

Wei He coldly responded, with a firm attitude.

Xu Yang and Lu Hongniang exchanged glances, unsure whether to aid the Cyan Mountain Sect.

After a fierce battle, their Magical Power was not yet restored, making it challenging to deal with an Eighth-Layer Qi Cultivator, let alone three Late-stage ones.

The leader, Lei Yajing, appeared even more formidable, having reached the Ninth-Layer Qi Cultivation. Helping the Cyan Mountain Sect might end with them getting trapped here.

"Judging by your attire, you don’t seem like Demonic Cultivators. We just fought alongside Cyan Mountain Sect fellows to slay a Demon Cultivator, yet you’re taking advantage of the situation and targeting Cyan Mountain Sect compatriots."

"This behavior doesn’t align with the Righteous Dao’s principles."

Yuan Lang advised, harboring some fear towards Wei He’s group, worried about fighting with his yet unrecovered magical power, but determined to protect Lu Changfeng’s group.

Yuan Lang was a man of integrity, always living up to his words, without scheming to withhold the Shenxiao Decrees should Lu Changfeng’s group fall.

Lu Zhiwei’s performance also earned Yuan Lang’s admiration.

She, a Female Cultivator of a similar age, was already so strong, her future undoubtedly limitless and well worth befriending now.

Even Loose Cultivators know to band together for warmth, cultivating a wide network. Sect Cultivators are no different, making like-minded friends when traveling.

This approach not only aids in future collaboration, sparring, or treasure hunting in Secret Realms but also secures a partner for support.

Currently, Wei He was driven by vengeance, aiming to end Lu Zhiwei and Lu Changfeng while they were weak; the distinction between Righteous and Evil Dao was of no concern.

He said nothing more, ignoring Yuan Lang, and directly commanded his ’Geng Metal Flying Sword’ to slash toward Lu Zhiwei.

Under the intensified speed brought by his Golden Fire Sword Technique, the Flying Sword’s speed more than doubled, far surpassing the previous sneaky strike.

Song Minghui attempted another interception; however, her lack of power made her Flying Sword miss the target.

The Geng Metal Flying Sword cut through with unstoppable momentum toward Lu Zhiwei.

Lu Zhiwei, having only partially regained her Magical Power, could only muster two-tenths of her strength. She barely managed to engage the Zhaoyun Sword in defense.

Though successfully blocking the Geng Metal Flying Sword, the effort paled her face, leaving her feeling somewhat drained.

For cultivators in Magical Combat, lacking magical power and severe depletion is most feared, hence carrying a Qi Blood Pill for quick rejuvenation of Qi Blood Magical Power.

With Qi Blood Pills currently scarce at Cyan Mountain Sect, Lu Zhiwei had none on her.

Moreover, even Qi Blood Pills only restore about half of a Qi Cultivator’s power in a short time, requiring a refining process after consumption, not instantly available.

"A group of cowards, only knowing to kick others when they are down. Hengyue Sect disciples are truly more cowardly than the last!"

Unable to bear the insults, Lu Changfeng’s temper flared uncontrollably. Ignoring his depleted magical power, he forcefully deployed the Blazing Sword Box against Wei He.

Observing, Song Minghui didn’t retreat. Clenching her teeth, she charged towards Wei He.

Not aiming to slay Wei He, merely holding him off was already commendable.

Apart from Yuan Lang, Lu Hongniang, and Xu Yang, the remaining group soon engaged in chaotic battle.

Watching from the sidelines, Lu Ping’s expression gradually turned cold, readying himself to act.

"Senior brother, should we aid the Cyan Mountain Sect?"

Lu Hongniang inquired, hesitant to act due to her unrestored magical power.

"Taking advantage of a situation goes against the principles of a gentleman. We cannot stand by and watch."

No sooner had Yuan Lang spoken than a dazzling silvery sword aura streamed, slicing toward Wei He.

To everyone’s surprise, this sword actually severed Wei He’s Geng Metal Flying Sword into two!

This scene astonished Yuan Lang and Lu Hongniang.

They clearly couldn’t comprehend why the Zhaoyun Sword suddenly exhibited such increased power, as if Lu Zhiwei had unleashed her peak strike.

But wasn’t Lu Zhiwei yet to recover?

Was this a hidden technique?

As they pondered, the Zhaoyun Sword emitted a soft hum, maintaining its speed and momentum, ruthlessly aiming at Wei He.

Startled by the severed Flying Sword, Wei He, still in shock and urgency, resorted to the Fire Cloud Talisman for defense.

The Fire Cloud Talisman, being a trump card against an Eighth-Layer Qi Cultivator’s full force, seemed adequate against Lu Zhiwei’s Flying Sword.

Expecting nothing less, an explosive crack resounded as the Fire Cloud Sword Qi from the talisman shattered by Zhaoyun Sword, like tofu.

Powerless to withstand!

Moreover, the Zhaoyun Sword’s residual force remained undiminished.

Amidst Wei He’s terrified gaze, the silvery Flying Sword, like a swift streak of light, bisected him decisively!

The fate remarkably similar to Liang Zhennan’s earlier.