Longevity: My Talents Are a Bit Abundant-Chapter 396: Killing with a Borrowed Blade

Shen Xuan’s brows furrowed slightly.

The incoming forces were not weak.

All were Demon Cultivators, three chasing one.

A black Escape Light stopped in front of Shen Xuan.

"Big Brother Shen, Little Commandery Princess, I’m sorry."

Ling Zhenfeng wore a look of shame.

"I was careless, my actions exposed, discovered by opponents. I had no choice but to lead them here."

Opposite, three black Escape Lights came to a halt one after the other.

One was at Demon Foundation Perfection, handsome in appearance, dressed in luxurious robes, resembling a refined gentleman in a chaotic world.

The other two were Late Stage Demon Foundation, both robust and burly, with rough and ugly appearances.

"Ling Feiying, I thought you could come up with something crafty, in the end, just this..."

One of them, holding a pair of black-gold demon axes in each hand, swaggered forward.

Shen Xuan transmitted a message to Ling Zhenfeng, asking, "Who are they?"

"Murong Cheng, Saint Child of the Yin Sha Sect, and his two loyal senior brothers, Niu Dahai and Niu Dajiang."

"You both leave first, I’ll hold them off."

Having said that, Ling Zhenfeng mimed drawing a Snake Demon Bow, aiming at Murong Cheng and his allies.

Three points of demonic light transformed into jet-black Snake Demon Arrows, shooting swiftly.

Murong Cheng lightly raised a white bone fan, Niu Dahai swung his axe, and Niu Dajiang wielded a club, each deflecting the Snake Demon Arrows.

Shen Xuan’s eyes squinted slightly, secretly assessing the strength of the three Demon Cultivators opposite.

He knew that Ling Zhenfeng had led them here on purpose.

Hoping to use him to dispose of the three adversaries.

However, Shen Xuan didn’t mind.

Utilizing each other among friends was quite normal.

If there was no value to be used, there would be no friendship at all.

Ling Zhenfeng was forced into a corner, understandable.

At least he was showing a posture of holding them off.

"Big Brother Shen, Little Commandery Princess, why aren’t you leaving?"

Shen Xuan didn’t leave, and naturally, Qin Yuehan wouldn’t leave either.

Seeing them both standing still, Ling Zhenfeng urged.

"Leave? Where could you possibly go!"

Niu Dahai laughed heartily with a wide grin.

"In the Yin Sha Sect, everyone knows that Ling Feiying is vicious and insidious. No matter if they were sworn friends or fellow sect brothers, anyone who teamed up with him never returned alive."

Upon hearing this, Shen Xuan couldn’t help but glance at Ling Zhenfeng.

A hint of admiration flickered in his eyes.

To have all teammates killed while remaining unharmed himself, he had only read about this in classic Xianxia novels in his past life.

Ling Zhenfeng had carved such a reputation in the Yin Sha Sect.

And could still appear lively before him, truly impressive.

"This Immortal, you are truly enchanting! How about this, come back with Old Niu, and let Old Niu cherish you, ensuring you feel heavenly."

Qin Yuehan’s face was as cold as frost, saying nothing.

The Heavenly Silk White Silk suddenly appeared, winding towards Niu Dahai’s neck.

Niu Dahai was greatly startled, swinging his black-gold demon axe to block the Heavenly Silk White Silk.

"Oh, quite the fiery temper! Old Niu likes it!"

A ripple of Spiritual Light.

Qin Yuehan’s Lifebound Magical Treasure, the Cold Moon Sword, small and exquisite, silently flew and struck toward Niu Dahai’s forehead.

"Spicy enough! Old Niu likes it!"

Niu Dahai blocked it with another demon axe, deflecting the Cold Moon Sword.

Then, he stepped threateningly towards Qin Yuehan.

Qin Yuehan let out a cold snort, the Heavenly Silk White Silk like a spiritual snake coiling toward Niu Dahai.

The two engaged in battle.

Shen Xuan did not interfere.

He knew that Qin Yuehan had frustrations she needed to release.

Otherwise, keeping it buried would be detrimental to her cultivation.

It might even give rise to a Heart Demon.

After all, with his Divine Sense split, locking onto the three Demon Cultivators opposite, Qin Yuehan wouldn’t come to any harm with him here.

Shen Xuan gazed at the moon with his hands behind his back, exuding an air of detachment from the world.

"Oh, quite the pretender! Merely at the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment, yet assuming the stance as if a Golden Core True Master!"

Niu Dajiang cursed under his breath, heading towards Shen Xuan with a black iron demon club.

Ling Zhenfeng’s eyes rolled, he laughed softly, and became an Escape Light blocking the way.

"Niu Dajiang, let Ling accompany you for some fun!"

With that, he waved the Snake Demon Bow, the bowstring glinting coldly, slashing toward Niu Dahai’s neck.

Niu Dajiang shouted angrily, "Ling Feiying, courting death!"

His body expanded half a meter, like a beast, stirring up a foul wind, lifting a black iron demon club to smash down.

Black mist rose from Ling Zhenfeng’s body, and he suddenly vanished.

When he reappeared, it was ten feet behind Niu Dajiang. The Snake Demon Bow released several Snake Demon Arrows, quickly targeting vital points.

Niu Dajiang roared and charged, deflecting the Snake Demon Arrows, attempting close combat.

Ling Zhenfeng vanished again, continually reappearing around Niu Dajiang, shooting from afar with the Snake Demon Bow.

Shen Xuan remained calm, gazing at the bright moon with hands behind his back.

Skills like [Smell and Taste], [Ears Listening in All Directions], [Sharp-eyed], and [Insight] were pushed to the limit.

Even without seeing the specifics of the four-person battle.

Shen Xuan could still perceive each person’s situation in the arena.

Including the Yin Sha Sect Saint Child Murong Cheng, who hadn’t made a move but kept an eye on him.

In his perception.

Ling Zhenfeng, facing Niu Dajiang, handled it smoothly.

Seemingly dangerous, he actually kept some attention on Murong Cheng, who hadn’t made a move.

Meanwhile, Qin Yuehan.

She was already a small realm lower than Niu Dahai.

Her battle experience was also not as rich as Niu Dahai’s.

She could sustain the fight.

Because Niu Dahai, driven by lust, harbored intentions to capture her alive, afraid of killing Qin Yuehan, he held back somewhat.

"A clear sword heart, the Sword Qi like a rainbow, its marvelous use lies in one’s heart."

"Junior Sister, once you have drawn your sword, command it with your heart, achieve Human Sword Unity, and naturally, nothing will be invincible, cutting down demons and eradicating devils."

Shen Xuan said lightly.

Qin Yuehan’s cultivation path had been too smooth.

Rarely engaging in magical combat, lacking tempering.

Compared to Loose Cultivators, Qin Yuehan lacked that tenacious spirit of do-or-die.

Confronting such a formidable opponent as Niu Dahai, her attacks lacked decisiveness.

She hesitated between defense and attack. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"Good!"

Qin Yuehan glared at Shen Xuan.

Clenching her silver teeth, she retracted the Heavenly Silk White Silk, devoting all her focus to the Cold Moon Sword.

Facing Niu Dahai’s fierce assault, rather than retreating, she advanced, commanding her sword with her heart, charging with her body.

"Alas!"

Shen Xuan sighed lightly.

Qin Yuehan was doing this just to spite him.

Clearly, she wasn’t Niu Dahai’s match.

And yet, she was stubbornly clashing head-on with Niu Dahai.

Completely failed to manifest the agile and nimble traits of the Cold Moon Sword.

"Junior sister is truly angry!"

Shen Xuan’s figure flickered, grabbing Qin Yuehan’s wrist, pulling both her and her sword back.

"Senior brother!"

Qin Yuehan stomped her foot.

Her beautiful face was full of coldness.

On the opposite side, Niu Dahai was taken aback.

Just now, Qin Yuehan had exerted all her strength to control the Cold Moon Sword, appearing desperate, with some degree of might.

Niu Dahai was on high alert.

In the end.

Shen Xuan effortlessly grabbed Qin Yuehan’s wrist, forcibly pulling her back.

The strength exhibited was far superior to Qin Yuehan’s.

Not something an ordinary Middle Stage Foundation Establishment cultivator could match.

Murong Cheng, who had been watching the whole time, stepped forward.

One step spanned ten zhang.

In a few steps, he stood beside Niu Dahai.

"Young master, be careful, this person’s strength is not ordinary."

Murong Cheng looked at Shen Xuan with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"Didn’t Ling Feiying tell you my identity?"

"Murong Cheng, Saint Child of the Yin Sha Sect."

"Knowing my identity, yet not fleeing?"

The bone fan gently swayed, with waves of bone-eroding evil qi, surging out, spreading toward Shen Xuan and Qin Yuehan.

However, three zhang in front of the duo, suddenly rose arrays of cyan ice walls, blocking the invasion of the bone-eroding evil qi.

"Ice Cultivator?"

Murong Cheng’s expression changed.

This place was only three hundred li away from the Cyan Cloud Sect’s territory.

"You are Shen Xuan of the Cyan Cloud Sect!"

Shen Xuan was slightly stunned.

Unexpectedly, the Saint Child of the Yin Sha Sect revealed his identity with one sentence.

"Brother Shen, you are famous in Liang Country. The saint child of the Yuwen family of the Blood Spirit Sect fell at your hands. The Yuwen family offered a bounty of one hundred thousand demon stones."

Shen Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

So that’s how it is.

He was truly afraid that the Murong Cheng before him was in cahoots with the True Pill True Masters in the sect.

If that were the case, it would be troublesome.

Murong Cheng gave Niu Dahai a look.

"Go!"

The two simultaneously transformed into black escape light, intending to leave.

Murong Cheng also shot several black rays towards Ling Zhenfeng in combat, to aid Niu Dajiang.

Shen Xuan chuckled lightly.

"Murong Gongzi, you might as well stay!"

Shen Xuan’s Divine Thought moved slightly.

The nearly ten thousand Shadow-devouring Demon Insects hidden nearby screamed and surrounded from all directions.

These Shadow-devouring Demon Insects couldn’t deal with Murong Cheng’s trio.

However, they could shuttle through Yin and Yang, fly fast, and were numerous.

They could slightly hinder the escape light of Murong Cheng’s trio.

"Damn, so many Shadow-devouring Demon Insects!"

Murong Cheng’s trio cast spells, killing off all the Shadow-devouring Demon Insects that approached.

However, with just this slight delay.

Shen Xuan used Thunder Escape to arrive in front of them.

"Roar!"

His body suddenly expanded to two zhang tall, his face transforming into a Flood Dragon’s, sharp fangs exposed, as a giant golden rod smashed down with all its might.

Niu Dajiang, unaware of the danger, instinctively lifted a black iron demon rod to block the golden rod.

"No!"

As the words fell.

Only to hear a "boom."

The black iron demon rod was directly smashed in two.

The remaining force continued, directly smashing onto Niu Dajiang’s head.

As if smashing into a piece of soft tofu.

Instantly turning into a pile of flesh and blood, splattering everywhere.

"Second brother!"

Niu Dahai cried out in shock.

Two black-gold demon axes, swirling and flying, carved countless black rays, fiercely chopping towards Shen Xuan.

Shen Xuan suddenly raised his head.

Opened his mouth and emitted a strange sound.

An invisible sound wave suddenly spread out.

The sound was like a thunderclap, endlessly rippling, distorting the space between him and Niu Dahai.

The Great Success Level [Vigorous Shock], directly stunned Niu Dahai, making his whole body feel numb.

The magic power inside him became chaotic, his body weak and powerless, almost unable to hold the black-gold demon axes.

"Sound Wave Spiritual Attack!"

Murong Cheng was shocked.

Looking again at Niu Dahai, still not recovered.

In front of Shen Xuan, an icy Flying Sword was brandished, passing over Niu Dahai’s forehead, piercing through from his back skull.

With a "clang."

The two black-gold demon axes dropped to the ground.

Niu Dahai, not able to believe it, croaked with a hoarse voice his last words of this life.

"What a fast sword!"

Murong Cheng shouted: "Shen Xuan, I’ll fight you to the death!"

The voice was filled with fury.

He had heard of Shen Xuan from the Cyan Cloud Sect.

The saint child Yu Wenjun of the Blood Spirit Sect’s Yuwen family, fell at his hands.

It was said that even the ancestor of the Yuwen family projected himself, advising him to show mercy.

But Shen Xuan didn’t pay heed.

Immediately erased Yu Wenjun.

Both were saint children of the top three Demon Sect in Liang Country.

Murong Cheng considered himself stronger than Yu Wenjun.

However, Shen Xuan before him was truly terrifying.

His methods were baffling.

Body refining and sound attack both reached Great Success.

Facing Niu Dahai and Niu Dali, both late stage Demon Foundations, he killed them instantly.

Without even a moment’s pause.

Even for him.

If not for a sudden sneak attack.

It would be difficult for him to crush the Niu brothers as Shen Xuan did, with overwhelming power.

Murong Cheng never expected this cultivator who seemed ordinary at the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment had such an exceptional strength, comparable to a Fake Pill True Master.

The Niu brothers made a mistake, resulting in their demise.

He did not want to die here.