Martial Cultivator

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.

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?

Since that was the case, what kind of cultivation realm did the Dean possess?

Was he a genuine Sage?

According to the teachings of the Three Sects, including the sword cultivator lineage, each had a different name for cultivators who reached the pinnacle of the Nepenthe Realm. In Confucianism, that would naturally be a Sage.

In a fleeting moment of distraction, the scholar before him suddenly took a heavy step forward, instantly severing his connection with heaven and earth.

Great Demon Yuan Xu was jolted with alarm.

Wei Xu said softly, "Entrap."

Since the beginning of the battle, Wei Xu had barely spoken a word. Even the few times he had engaged in conversation earlier, it had never been like this. As soon as Wei Xu spoke, a surge of immense righteous qi erupted from his body, enveloping the snowstorm and trapping Yuan Xu in place.

Afterward, Wei Xu raised his head to look at the sky.

In the sky, the wind and snow coalesced into a massive cauldron, which then came crashing down.

Great Demon Yuan Xu had just managed to break free from the restraint of the snowstorm when he saw the huge cauldron pressing down upon him. He raised both hands, propping up the cauldron, and let out a furious roar.

The entire figure suddenly exploded, and atop a battered snow hill, a massive, ferocious beast appeared.

But... it seemed to be a colossal dragon turtle?!

The giant cauldron smashed down, but in the end, it only pressed against the dragon turtle's shell, causing it little harm.

Wei Xu furrowed his brows slightly, reaching his hand out to swipe across his palm. Countless radiant beams burst from his palm, directly enveloping the enormous dragon turtle.

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Meanwhile, over at Liu Banbi, he had already taken up his sword again. Glancing over at Wei Xu's situation, he clicked his tongue and said, "Wei Xu, turns out you're not as useless as I thought?"

Turning back, Liu Banbi had already closed in to within ten feet of the Great Demon Wang Chuan, and Embracing Cicada had left several wounds on the demon's body.

"That's an old turtle. And you? What kind of animal are you?"

With another thrust of his sword, an overwhelming torrent of sword qi poured down like countless flying swords striking all at once. The sharp, unstoppable sword intent instantly pierced the great demon's body, entering every acupoint in his body.

In that moment, countless streams of sword qi fully opened the path and flooded into the Great Demon Wang Chuan's body.

"AHH!"

At this moment, the Great Demon Wang Chuan seemed to be pierced by countless flying swords. The intense pain became unbearable, even for a great demon like him.

Endless demonic qi surged out from every acupoint in his body.

"Chirp!"

With a sharp cry, a massive bird with vibrant, multicolored feathers soared into the sky. As its wings flapped, gusts of wind swept up snow, and a fierce gale blew across the heavens and earth, causing Liu Banbi's green robe to flutter wildly.

Liu Banbi looked up and said strangely, "Turns out it's just a bird. But you're really ugly!"

The giant bird spread its wings, and countless feathers shot down from the sky like sharp swords, their aura terrifying.

At the same time, the giant bird transformed from the Great Demon Wang Chuan opened its beak and spat out a wave of flames, engulfing the sky.

Half the sky now resembled a blazing inferno!

Liu Banbi felt the scorching heat, and behind him, countless streams of sword light shot up from the ground, meeting the incoming barrage of feathers.

It looked like a battle between heaven and earth!

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.