Under siege

What is Xu Qi'an's weapon?

This question clearly stumped everyone present; at least, the people from Qianlong City were momentarily unable to answer it.

It wasn't that there was a gap in the intelligence, nor that Ji Xuan and the others were unaware; the intelligence about Xu Qi'an clearly recorded that he used a longsword-like blade.

But no one has investigated what kind of knife it is.

The reason is simple: a martial artist's combat power comes from within himself. The higher the rank of the martial artist, the less need he has for weapons; his physical body is the strongest weapon.

More often than not, weapons are merely symbolic.

Few people pay attention to a martial artist's weapons or Law Artifact unless they have a special function that requires extra caution.

For example, the Zhenguo Sword, a top-tier divine weapon that even a third-rank martial artist fears; or the Floating Pagoda.

Therefore, even Ji Xuan didn't particularly study what weapon Xu Qi'an was using.

Xu Yuanshuang looked straight ahead and said calmly:

"It's a dark gold blade, of exceptional quality, second only to peerless divine weapons."

It is worth mentioning that the classification of Law Artifact is as follows:

Ordinary tools, Law Artifact, peerless divine weapons, and Law Treasure.

Ordinary weapons are normal weapons, while Law Artifact are weapons with special abilities. Apart from martial artists, all major systems can nurture magical Law Artifact. However, only Warlock can mass-produce magical Law Artifact.

Peerless divine weapons are magical Law Artifact that give rise to self-awareness.

As for Law Treasure, they are formed from peerless divine weapons that have undergone transformation due to certain fortuitous opportunity.

For example, the Great Feng's National Protection Sword was originally among the peerless divine weapons, but after being blessed by the nation's fortune for six hundred years, it transformed into Law Treasure.

It specializes in breaking through the physical bodies of martial artists.

Ji Xuan looked at his cousin in surprise:

"You seem to know very well."

Xu Yuanshuang felt his words were sarcastic and frowned, turning her face away.

Just then, she heard the old Daoist priest on the banana leaf exclaim "Eh!" and quickly turned her face back to the battlefield.

Upon closer inspection, she immediately understood the old Daoist's doubts, for Xu Qi'an had just thrown out the knife in his hand.

Even more outrageous, the knife automatically detached from its sheath, as if it possessed a life of its own, and actually took the initiative to meet the spear tip that was falling from the sky.

The dark golden blade flashed upwards, colliding head-on with the arc-shaped aura at the tip of the spear.

Bang bang bang.

From the perspective of the onlookers, it was clear that Xu Yuanhuai, who was swooping down, saw the tip of his black spear explode into fragments, followed by the shaft exploding into pieces.

This Law Artifact, supposedly crafted by a second-rank Warlock from Qianlong City for the protection of his offspring, was thus destroyed.

Throughout the entire ordeal, Xu Qi'an remained completely still.

Xu Yuanhuai let out a mournful dragon roar from his throat, as if struck by a heavy blow. Strands of black light shot out from his body, shooting in all directions.

That was the Primordial Spirit of a fourth-rank dragon, which was shattered by the Taiping Blade.

Utterly annihilated.

As a result, Xu Yuanhuai, the "host", was also severely injured, falling from mid-air with blood seeping from the corner of his mouth and his meridians burning.

The Taiping sword hummed and vibrated as it circled and swirled, seemingly celebrating its great victory, or perhaps showing off and mocking.

The personality of the sword spirit is basically the same as that of its master.

The difference is that the master has turned his flirtatious remarks into internal monologues, not revealing them outwardly. The sword spirit, on the other hand, is still young and prone to getting carried away.

After the Taiping Blade entered the ranks of peerless divine weapons, it was nurtured by Xu Qi'an, and its power increased by leaps and bounds, advancing a thousand miles a day.

Compared to when it first gained sentience, it is now a mature blade, capable of fighting enemies on its own.

"Peerless Divine Weapon?"

Xu Yuanshuang couldn't help but scream.

As Warlock, she knew better than anyone the value and rarity of peerless divine weapons.

It can be said with certainty that even the supervisor and his father, Xu Pingfeng, could only forge the "embryo" of a peerless divine weapon, giving a certain Law Artifact the foundation to become a peerless divine weapon.

However, whether it can become a truly peerless divine weapon depends on fortuitous opportunity or painstaking nurturing.

Just like the Celestial Mystery Disc, the Law Treasure of the Imperial Censor, it was originally just an ordinary magical Law Artifact. The Imperial Censor used it to deduce the secrets of heaven and carried it with him. Over time, it became an unparalleled divine weapon.

Later, it transformed into Law Treasure.

The pagoda underwent a similar process.

The group of people with peerless divine weapons were slightly moved, unable to control the greed, fervor, desire, and jealousy in their eyes.

Warriors don't need weapons because they don't include legendary weapons.

In a situation where both players are at the same level, whoever possesses an unparalleled divine weapon is guaranteed victory.

Miao Youfang, with his limited knowledge, did not recognize the peerless divine weapon, but upon seeing a weapon that possessed its own consciousness, he was both intrigued and envious.

Xu Yuanhuai's face turned ashen. The dissipation of the dragon soul had not caused him much injury, but he was still shocked to see his strongest attack, which he had been preparing for a long time, being easily neutralized by his opponent.

No, the other side didn't even make a move; they just sent out a knife, and that was enough to cause their utter defeat.

For a proud young genius like Xu Yuanhuai, this was a painful blow, a resounding slap in the face.

"Go play in the mud, little kid. This isn't a place for you to play."

Xu Qi'an recalled the Taiping Blade, held it in his hand, and then pointed it at the mud in the distance.

Xu Yuanhuai's face, which had been ashen, instantly turned blood red, a mixture of humiliation, anger, and shame. His jaw muscles bulged with rage.

It's not very harmful, but extremely insulting.

The young man was at the stage where "face is more important than life," his blood boiling with rage. He roared angrily and lunged at Xu Qi'an with his empty hands.

He ran like the wind, his energy tearing through the air, unstoppable like a raging bull.

Xu Yuanhuai took three steps in two, suddenly leaped high into the air, and punched Xu Qi'an with his fist.

Snap!

The force of the punch tore through the air.

That punch was delivered at its peak, it was spectacular.

Xu Qi'an nodded slightly in approval, then reached out and grabbed his neck, slamming him hard to the ground.

Pfft~

As the ground shook violently, Xu Yuanhuai spat out a mouthful of blood. He suffered a head injury from the impact and experienced a brief period of dizziness.

"You don't know what's good for you!"

Xu Qi'an gripped the Taiping Blade, the blade aimed at Xu Yuanhuai's chest. With just a gentle push, the boy would die on the spot.

Xu Qi'an

A scream rang out, and Xu Yuanshuang rushed out in a panic, stopping between the two groups of people. She didn't say anything, just bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes, stubbornly looking at him.

Xu Qi'an frowned, glanced at her, then looked down at Xu Yuanhuai, whose face was half-stained with blood and whose eyes were full of anger and Qi Ingestion.

With a flick of his wrist, the back of his knife shattered Xu Yuanhuai's kneecaps and elbow bones in succession, before he lightly flicked them with his toe.

Xu Yuanhuai, like a ball, traced a parabola and landed accurately at his sister's feet.

The beautiful young woman pursed her lips, gave Xu Qi'an a deep look, bent down to help her younger brother up, and said softly:

We will not get involved in this matter.

After saying this, he helped Xu Yuanhuai walk to the other side, distancing himself from Ji Xuan and the others, thus expressing his feelings.

As he walked, he glanced at his younger brother, whose expression was gloomy and whose pupils were lifeless, and said with a rare hint of tenderness in his voice:

"Don't be discouraged. He's a figure even your father found difficult to handle; it's only reasonable that you're not as good as him."

If you're not Qi Ingestion, then take him as your goal and move forward.

"Only with such an enemy standing in front of you can you make great strides in Martial Dao."

Xu Yuanhuai's empty eyes flickered. "You also think he's an enemy?"

Xu Yuanshuang pursed her luscious red lips slightly, without answering.

After retreating to a distance, the two watched the battle side by side.

Xu Yuanshuang is a sixth-rank Warlock, not a combatant. Xu Yuanhuai is only a fifth-rank sorcerer, just an icing on the cake. It doesn't matter if he is lost.

The departure of the siblings will not cause significant damage to the combat strength of Ji Xuan's team and the Buddhist School monks.

The crucial battle that follows will be the real test.

Xu Yuanhuai had accomplished his mission. He had made a preliminary assessment of Xu Qi'an's combat strength. In the brief moment that the siblings were slowly retreating, this force, which was considered a mainstay in both the Buddhist School and Qianlong City, had initially formulated a plan to deal with the enemy.

"Master Jingyuan, your Vajra Divine Skill is the only one present that can withstand the sharpness of the peerless divine weapon, so we will have to rely on you to take the lead next."

"Master Jingxin, you and the Zen masters are here to support us, assisting us with the precepts."

"White Tiger, you're the fastest, so you're in charge of harassment and rescue. Qi Huan Dan Xiang, you're in charge of the attack. Yu Yu and Hong Mian will handle the close combat."

Ji Xuan issued orders methodically and made arrangements in an orderly manner.

The old Daoist priest with banana leaves watched with satisfaction. He hadn't followed the wrong person. Ji Xuan had the ability to lead, knew how to be patient, and had outstanding talent in cultivation.

Such a person, given the opportunity, can soar to great heights.

This experience of collecting dragon energy is an opportunity provided by Hidden Dragon City.

"Master, you just need to keep an eye on Miao Youfang."

Ji Xuan turned his head to look at him.

Master Banana Leaf chuckled and said:

"My cultivation is too shallow for me to get involved, but I can manage to keep an eye on a boy whose cultivation has been sealed."

After the exchange, everyone slowly turned their heads and looked at the renowned young man.

Ji Xuan noticed that the man surnamed Xu was observing him, and their eyes met.

This nobleman, who had kept a low profile for over a decade, slowly softened his demeanor, revealing a true sharpness in his eyes.

He took a deep breath and said, word by word:

"Ready for battle!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of fourth-rank experts rushed towards Xu Qi'an with overwhelming momentum.

Outsiders who witness this scene will surely be filled with excitement.

At least Miao Youfang, who was watching from afar, felt a strange sense of empathy, a shared understanding of the need to coordinate the resistance.

Even if these people are his enemies.

The act of the weak uniting to resist the strong is inherently relatable.

Thump thump thump...

The Jingyuan martial monks sprinted forward, causing a minor earthquake.

During the process, brilliant golden light emanated from between his eyebrows and quickly permeated his entire body.

Jingyuan transformed into a golden stream of light and charged towards Xu Qi'an without regard for anything else, displaying an attitude of fearlessness and abandoning all defense.

"Amitabha Buddha, lay down your butcher's knife!"

Jingxin, standing behind, clasped her hands together and chanted softly.

"Amitabha Buddha, lay down your butcher's knife."

The more than twenty Zen masters behind him simultaneously made the gesture of joining their palms together.

The power of the monks converged, and a vast, invisible force descended, enveloping Xu Qi'an.

The fragrance of the Begging for Pleasure Elixir swept out from the side, activating the natal Heart Gu, and causing an invisible fluctuation targeting the Primordial Spirit.

Under the combined influence, Jingyuan finally got her wish and her personal bodyguard, Xu Qi'an. Gritting her teeth, she slammed her head into the other party with a hammer.

"When!"

Suddenly, a resounding, booming sound erupted throughout the world.

Centered around Xu Qi'an and Jing Yuan, the energy waves spread outwards, transforming into a whirlwind that whipped up layer upon layer of snow foam.

Jingxin let out a muffled groan, staggered backward, feeling dizzy and almost vomiting.

Xu Qi'an remained unmoved, his body covered in gold paint, transforming him into a gleaming golden statue.

Ji Xuan, Liu Hongmian, and Bai Hu in the second echelon, as well as Jing Xin behind them, and even the Jiao Ye Daoist further back, and the Xu Household siblings watching from afar, all felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

Vajra Divine Skill!

His cultivation level had actually recovered to the point where he could use the Vajra Divine Skill.

Ji Xuan shouted, "Grind him to death!"

Taking advantage of Jingyuan's headbutt, he and Liu Hongmian quickly filled in, keeping the offensive tightly connected and giving Xu Qi'an no chance to catch his breath.

A long sword, seemingly forged from ice, shot out from Ji Xuan's sleeve. The blade was almost transparent, yet it emitted a faint moonlight.

Moon Shadow Sword!

This sword was originally Ji Qian's personal sword, possessing the foundation of an unparalleled divine weapon, and is the pinnacle of Law Artifact.

After retrieving the sword from Xu Qi'an, Xu Pingfeng gifted it to Ji Xuan.

The tip of the Moon Shadow Sword bursts forth with a dazzling ball of light, giving one the feeling of something both light and heavy, capable of breaking through anything.

Ji Xuan's fourth-grade sword intent: Wherever the sword light reaches, nothing can withstand it.

Bite!

The sharp sword strike pierced Xu Qi'an's chest, the gold paint rapidly flowing away, dimming his brilliant golden body by at least five-tenths, making him less dazzling.

Ji Xuan's sword strike was enough to break through the physical defenses of a fourth-rank martial artist of the same realm.

However, against Xu Qi'an's Vajra Divine Skill, it could only reduce his defense by 50%.

After thrusting out his sword, Ji Xuan exhausted his strongest burst of power. He did not launch a combo attack, but instead withdrew his sword and retreated, because he knew that no matter how fierce the subsequent attacks were, they could not surpass this all-out burst of power.

But it doesn't matter, Liu Hongmian's full-force burst will provide the necessary support.

Liu Hongmian, a former disciple of the Wan Hua Lou, leaped out from above Ji Xuan's head, her skirt fluttering and her hair dancing. She placed her fair palms on the monster's chest armor and suddenly exerted force.

When!

With a deafening roar like a struck bell, a shockwave exploded, sending Xu Qi'an flying, his golden body dimming once more.

This scene caught everyone's attention.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a deafening roar erupted.

The white tiger crouched on the ground, its spine elongated, white fur bursting from its body, its nose widening, its eyes turning amber, and its face growing layer upon layer of fur.

In an instant, it reverted to its original form.

It transformed into a gentle breeze, its speed exceeding the limits of what the experts present could perceive with their naked eyes, and "rushed" to Xu Qi'an like a ghost.

It raised its sharp, gleaming claws and reached for his chest.

Its claws, carrying a cyan wind, transformed extreme speed into extreme speed; if this palm strike landed, its claws might break.

However, Xu Qi'an's Vajra Divine Skill could also be broken open, and his heart could be dissected.

Ji Xuan and the others held their breath.

Xu Yuanshuang couldn't help but take a few quick steps forward, as if she wanted to see more clearly.

Xu Yuanhuai stared wide-eyed at the scene.

Just then, a brilliant golden light leaped out from the white tiger's pupils.

The golden body, which had been dull and faded, suddenly came back to life and was restored to its peak in an instant.

"Aren't you overlooking something?"

Xu Qi'an raised the corners of his mouth slightly and sneered, "Although I am no longer at my peak, a third-rank is still a third-rank."

When!

He withstood the claw strike unscathed, while the white tiger's claw snapped off.

Xu Qi'an flipped his wrist, flicking Taiping in the opposite direction, intending to cut off Baihu's hand.

Immediately purifying the mind, one activates the precept. "Amitabha, let go."

"Roar!"

His response was a deafening roar that sent shivers down everyone's Qi and Blood and made their vision go black.

Xu Qi'an interrupted the rhythm of the precepts with Buddhist School lion's roar.

Puff!

The Taiping Blade successfully severed the white tiger's forepaw, and crimson blood spurted out, staining Xu Qi'an's golden body red.

At that moment, the white tiger sensed the danger of death. Its instinct for survival outweighed the pain, and it rode the gale to escape quickly.

Xu Qi'an ran a few steps and threw the Taiping Blade with all his might.

The Taiping Blade automatically locks onto the enemy, relentlessly pursuing the White Tiger no matter how it changes direction.

Bite!

Ji Xuan brandished the Moon Shadow Sword, knocking away the Taiping Blade. Liu Hongmian, Jingyuan, and others rushed over to protect the White Tiger.

Seeing this, Taiping Dao stopped arguing and returned resentfully, handing himself over to Xu Qi'an.

Xu Qi'an, gripping the knife, grinned and said, "Warm-up complete!"

Ji Xuan, Liu Hongmian, Qi Huan Danxiang, Jing Yuan, Jing Xin, Bai Hu, and Xu Yuanhuai in the distance all felt a sinking feeling in their hearts at the same time.

A chill suddenly ran through me for no reason.

"Hehe, this doesn't feel good."

Miao Youfang said with schadenfreude.

The old Daoist priest, with his banana leaf-shaped face, remained calm and composed.