Chapter Sixty: A Killing Move

the demon tribes, the Earth Spirit's age is the greatest, so all the demons look to him as their leader.The Earth Spirit pondered for a moment and said, “To be frank, many years ago, our clan already...As he spoke, the middle-aged man reached out and lightly tapped the air. In an instant, an invisible ripple emanated from his fingertips, spreading outwards at a terrifying speed. In the blink of an eye, it arrived at Zangfeng and spread into the earth beneath Jiang Yun's feet.

"Plop!"

Accompanied by a muffled sound, the Fire-Burning Sword pierced directly into Jiang Yun's right shoulder without any attempt to dodge. The powerful impact force carried by the sword also forcefully sent Jiang Yun's body flying, crashing heavily onto the small house behind him.

"Splash!"

The rubble from the collapsed courtyard buried Jiang Yun completely, who was heavily crushed to the ground.

"Yikes!"

Seeing this, Zheng Yuan let out a long sigh. He had managed to save some face for himself and hadn't killed Jiang Yun, so he hadn't broken the rules of his sect.

Don't look at Zheng Yuangang just now was furious and took action, but he also knew very well that he wasn't Fang Yuxuan. Trespassing into Zang Feng was a small matter, but if he really killed Jiang Yun, the sect would definitely not let him go. Once investigated, even Wei Zhengyang might likely abandon him. At that time, it would be himself who suffered the consequences.

Therefore, with this sword strike he did not employ any sword techniques, and there was still room to spare.

Seeing that his task was already complete, Zheng Yuan prepared to retract the Huo Yao Jian and leave quickly. However, as he reached out, the Huo Yao Jian did not fly back into his hand as expected, as if an invisible force was blocking him from it.

This instantly startled him. You see, for sword cultivators, their swords were practically like second lives. Not only did they need to be bonded with blood upon obtaining them, but as time passed, the connection between the sword and its master grew stronger, becoming almost telepathic. With a mere thought, they could wield it with ease, as if an extension of themselves.

It's like summoning the Fire Blade now, but it didn't return to my side. I've never encountered this before.

Could it be that it was crushed under a huge rock and unable to fly out

"Boom!"

Before Zheng Yuan could finish thinking, a deafening roar suddenly erupted from the pile of scattered stones. Then, a figure slowly rose from within, it was none other than Jiang Yun.

And at this moment, Jiang Yun, with one hand firmly gripping the hilt of the Huo Yao Sword that had pierced his shoulder, was trembling slightly. His face remained calm as he gazed at Zheng Yuandao in mid-air: "This sword is quite good. It's mine now!"

If saying that previously Jiang Yun asked Zheng Yuan to attack him with more force had only surprised the crowd, then seeing Jiang Yun now and his words truly shocked them.

Having been stabbed by Zheng Yuan's sword, he not only seemed unharmed but also brazenly claimed Zheng Yuan's sword as his own. This was truly a bit perverse.

However, Zheng Yuan's loud laughter soon rang out: "Hahaha, what bold words! With just you, you want Zheng's sword Alright, as long as you can take this sword, Zheng will gladly give it to you!"

This wasn't Zheng Yuan being deliberately generous, but rather the truth. The Huo Yao Jian had already acknowledged him as its master. If one wanted to take it away, there were only two ways to do so.

First, we need to kill Zheng Yuan. Once Zheng Yuan is dead, the Fire-Blaze Sword will become an unowned sword again, available to anyone who wants it. Second, we need to erase the mark left by the drop of Zheng Yuan's blood inside the Fire-Blaze Sword. However, to do this, one would need a divine consciousness that surpasses Zheng Yuan's. And divine consciousness only arises after reaching the Blessed Land realm.

Cheng Yuan didn't believe that Jiang Yun could kill him, nor did he believe that Jiang Yun, who lacked divine consciousness, could erase the mark he had left in the Fire-Blaze Sword. Therefore, he was completely fearless.

Of course, everyone didn't believe it either.

However, Jiang Yun merely smiled faintly. He grasped the hilt of his sword and slowly drew the Huoyao Sword from his shoulder, where it had been embedded within him.

Although the Huo Yao Jian felt Zheng Yuan's summons and trembled violently, wanting to break free from Jiang Yun's control and return to its master's hands, Jiang Yun's physical strength was simply too formidable. With just one hand, he managed to forcefully stop the Huo Yao Jian, preventing it from leaving his palm at all.

At this moment, a sudden cry of surprise came: "Why isn't there any blood coming from the boy's wound"

As the sound echoed, everyone noticed that the wound on Jiang Yun's shoulder, pierced by the Fire-Burning Sword, didn't bleed!

Before everyone could figure out what was happening, the Fire-Blaze Sword in Jiang Yun's hand suddenly trembled violently again.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

Even then, amidst the tremors, the Fireblaze Blade's crimson blade gradually turned translucent, as if it were truly being tempered in a raging fire.

Most people understand that Zheng Yuan is secretly controlling this. The Fireblaze Sword itself has magma fire built in, normally hidden within the blade. As long as Zheng Yuan wishes, he can summon it at any time.

Obviously, Zheng Yuan was not prepared to let Jiang Yun really try to seize his Huo Yao Sword, so he summoned magma fire, intending to make Jiang Yun release it voluntarily.

However, Ginger Cloud seemed to feel nothing at all. He let out a cold smile and suddenly a faint white mist emerged from his palm, instantly enveloping the Blazing Sword completely.

And under the shroud of this white mist, not only did the crimson flames on the Fireblaze Sword begin to fade, but even the trembling gradually subsided.

This is the first release of I◎o.

Next, Gingercloud casually put the now-still Fireblaze Sword into her storage ring.

Zheng Yuan's face changed drastically, for at this moment, he had completely lost the connection with the Huo Yao Sword.

At this moment, Zheng Yuan was finally truly panicked. Although he still didn't believe that Jiang Yun could really take the sword that belonged to him, he dared not risk it any further.

More importantly, as a blessed land cultivator and an inner sect disciple, to have one's sword snatched away by a mere pulse-opening outer sect disciple is simply a grave disgrace.

"I killed you, Liú Huǒ!"

Amidst the roar, Zheng Yun's figure flashed, instantly transforming into a streak of azure light that charged directly at Jiang Yun from the air. Around him, countless fire sparks, each the size of a palm, materialized abruptly and continued to appear at an incredibly rapid rate.

When he was about to charge toward Jiang Yun, the countless sparks around him had already condensed into a silent, flowing river of fire, filled with flames.

The Fire River appeared calm on the surface, but wherever it flowed, even the air was burned into nothingness. Following Zheng Yuan's momentum, it arrived before Jiang Yun as well.

Zheng Yuan was after all a cultivator from the Land of Fortune, and being a swordsman, even without his sword, he could still wield sword techniques. Moreover, this Lihuo Technique was originally a killing move of the Huoyao Sword.

Although Fire-Blazing Sword is not being used to attack at this moment, the power of this technique should not be underestimated.

It is not hard to see that Zheng Yuan truly has murderous intentions towards Jiang Yun!y the Thirteen Great Celestial Lords, perhaps one could still glean insights from their direct disciples and descendants. By interacting with them, one might have the opportunity to touch upon their p...