Chapter 547: Great Demon's True Form

Chapter 547: Great Demon's True Form

Why were sword immortals said to be elegant and free?

It was largely because their techniques, which seemed like those of immortals and Buddhas, were so numerous and mesmerizing. In combat, their techniques were naturally more striking, and especially enchanting to women. Furthermore, storytellers among common folk loved recounting tales of sword immortals, making their reputation far surpass that of other cultivators over the years.

Of course, although many cultivators from the foreign lands did not take this to heart, they still feared the killing power of sword cultivators.

Liu Banbi had never been considered an elegant sword immortal. His swordsmanship was initially simple and direct, designed solely for slaying demons and people. However, after all these years of experience, this sword immortal who made the switch later in life, had gained a bit of a carefree and transcendent charm.

Countless sword lights pierced through the wind and snow, landing on the enormous dharma idol without any surprise. The vast demonic qi had just begun to bloom before it was torn apart by the sword lights, resembling lonely patches of black clouds drifting in the storm, like rootless duckweed.

With his sword in hand, Liu Banbi swung it lightly again. As the myriad sword lights dissipated, another brilliant white line emerged, racing forward like a surging tidal wave. It slashed across the neck of the massive dharma idol, splitting the snowstorm in two while also cutting toward the dharma idol.

The towering dharma idol burst forth with boundless demonic qi, and the last remaining giant hand reached for the brilliant white line, as if trying to crush it. However, Liu Banbi merely smiled. In the next moment, the dazzling white line sliced through the massive hand.

It landed on the head of the colossal dharma idol.

The wind howled endlessly.

A flash passed by!

The enormous head of the towering dharma idol was directly chopped off by the brilliant white line, then fell to the ground.

Liu Banbi hovered in midair, looking at the towering dharma idol, and clicked his tongue, saying, "What's the use of being big?"

As his words fell, he released Embracing Cicada from his hand, allowing this flying sword to soar through the air with the sound of cicada cries.

The winter cicada cried mournfully!

The dharma idol gradually vanished into the wind and snow, revealing a middle-aged man with an ashen face. His hair was jet black, his stature not particularly imposing, but the blood vitality roiling within him was like that of a primordial beast from ancient times!

Great Demon Wang Chuan!

Great Demon Wang Chuan had a cold expression as he watched the flying sword whistle toward him. With a sweep of his robe, layers of wind and snow gathered before him, forming a barrier.

Though Embracing Cicada was not a world-renowned weapon like the Hundred Year Swords, it was supported by Liu Banbi's sword immortal cultivation realm. The sword showed no signs of stopping. The moment the sword tip touched the first layer of snowstorm, the snowstorm fell apart instantly, with chunks of ice crashing to the ground, leaving massive craters.

It was as if a meteor had fallen to the earth.

The flying sword passed through the first layer without slowing, then pierced through the second and third, seemingly unstoppable. When the snowstorm had completely shattered, the flying sword arrived right in front of Great Demon Wang Chuan.

Great Demon Wang Chuan extended a hand and pressed against the sword tip.

Embracing Cicada let out a loud hum, but the sword did not advance an inch.

Great Demon Wang Chuan extended his other hand, demonic qi surging from his palm, enveloping the flying sword as he attempted to sever its connection to Liu Banbi.

Once a sword immortal is without his sword, what is there to fear?

A hint of delight appeared on Great Demon Wang Chuan's face.

However, in the next moment, his expression changed slightly, as the demonic qi surrounding the sword was instantly torn apart by sword qi, and Embracing Cicada reappeared in the world.

Liu Banbi mocked, "Do you think it's that easy?"

The flying sword suddenly burst forth with a brilliant glow, radiating from the sword tip. In an instant, it pierced through Wang Chuan's palm, straight through his shoulder, flying through his body.

Then, Embracing Cicada turned and continued its assault on Great Demon Wang Chuan. At this point, the situation had become clear. Though Great Demon Wang Chuan was a powerful cultivator in the Nepenthe Realm, the gap between him and Liu Banbi was far too great.

Though not from an orthodox sword cultivation lineage, Liu Banbi was a prodigious sword cultivator with the potential to step into the Great Sword Immortal Realm. How could an ordinary great demon compare?

Great Demon Wang Chuan struck Embracing Cicada aside with a palm strike and, with a muffled voice, called out, "Yuan Xu, come help me quickly!"

That Great Demon Yuan Xu who had been entangled in battle with Wei Xu all this time had a slight change in expression, but there was little he could do. Wei Xu was right in front of him. Though this scholar from the academy appeared lukewarm, he was in truth incredibly fearsome. At this moment, Yuan Xu not only found it impossible to break free, but he was struggling to even fend him off.

Great Demon Yuan Xu started to wonder what kind of place that academy truly was. He had not given it much thought before, but who could have imagined that the two cultivators who had emerged from it would be so powerful?

The swirling sword qi in the sky instantly obscured everyone's vision.

With his sword in hand, Liu Banbi soared up high.

In just a few moments, a cry of agony echoed through the air.

Then, purple demonic blood began to rain down.

As it hit the ground, the blood sizzled with a hissing sound.

At the same time, several bloodstained feathers drifted down with it.

Liu Banbi laughed heartily, "Little Junior Sister, these feathers are actually quite beautiful! Should I pluck a few more for you to make a new outfit?"

The voice of the green-robed sword cultivator echoed joyfully from the vast skies above.

Gao Xuan stood there, smiling bitterly, "This Sword Immortal Liu really is really interesting."

Wang Kuan nodded and smiled, "After all, he came from the academy."

Though many of the academy's teachers were still somewhat bitter about Liu Banbi leaving the academy to cultivate the sword, to the younger generation, since Liu Banbi was a disciple of the Dean and had now become a genuine sword immortal, they did not hold any ill feelings.

Besides, the Dean had never said he would disown this sword immortal.

No matter what, Liu Banbi's identity as an academy disciple had never changed.

Xie Nandu remained silent, simply watching the falling feathers. She then reached out and caught one in her hand.

Amidst the wind and snow, not a single snowflake could remain on the surface of the feather, which clearly demonstrated how extraordinary it was.

After all, it had been plucked from a great demon.

The battle had already begun to tilt in Liu Banbi's favor. Both demons had been forced to reveal their true forms, and it seemed that soon, blood from the great demons would inevitably be spilled.

Perhaps, both great demons would be defeated and left behind.

As long as Wei Xu could hold off Great Demon Yuan Xu, once Liu Banbi slew the Great Demon Wang Chuan, he would be able to join the fight. The tide of the battle would then naturally change.

It no longer seemed impossible for Liu Banbi to slay a great demon.

However, an unexpected turn occurred.

From the western sky, a demonic cloud began to drift slowly toward the battlefield.

Another great demon was already on its way.

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High in the skies, Great Demon Wang Chuan was riddled with holes, countless sword wounds crisscrossing his body. His entire form was soaked in sword qi, with demon blood dripping everywhere.

Great Demon Wang Chuan could barely hold on.

Meanwhile, Liu Banbi's sword was dripping blood continuously.

But he soon halted his assault and looked toward the not-so-distant west.

Demonic clouds were gathering there, another great demon was coming to the battlefield to rescue the two that were already fighting.

Liu Banbi sneered coldly, "If you're trying to save them, Your Father won't let you escape either!"

With that, Liu Banbi thrust his sword toward the distance, and a mighty river of sword qi surged across the clouds, rushing toward the west.