Martial Cultivator

Liu Banbi had already been dragged into a desperate battle, barely holding on to life. If Autumn were to enter the battlefield now, it would be very easy to completely kill this sword immortal. Yet, for some reason, Autumn still stayed at a distance, watching.

One great demon, seeing that Liu Banbi could no longer break free, withdrew and headed toward the great tent, approaching Xie Nandu with the intent to kill the young female sword cultivator.

Demonic qi surged across the sky. The flying swords hovering in front of Xie Nandu all surged forth. This time it was not the previous seven, but all nine swords, streaming toward the demonic qi above.

The nine flying swords carried nine terrifying streams of sword qi, slashing toward the swirling demonic qi.

Even with a significant gap in cultivation realm, under the pressure of these nine streams of sword qi, the demonic qi was forcibly torn open in several places. The flying swords weaved through the gaps, looking like lively swimming fish.

However, Xie Nandu’s complexion turned deathly pale at this moment.

Facing a great demon, no matter how gifted or remarkable she was, a chasm remained between them. A gap that, for all her effort, would be very hard to cross.

Within just several minutes, the swords went from moving cheerfully to swaying and staggering, as if drunk, amidst the demonic qi and the sky above.

Xie Nandu’s eyes reflected complex emotions, perhaps even a sense of helplessness?

The great demon stretched out a massive hand toward Xie Nandu’s tent, soon about to land atop her head. The surging demonic qi created an oppressive and terrifying pressure.

The flying swords in midair kept blocking the descending giant hand made of demonic qi, but it looked like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

The sword blades bent under the strain, some unable to straighten, curving like full moons, but they did not break.

After all, Xie Nandu’s swords were all companion swords of Hundred Year Swords. While not as unparalleled as a Hundred Year Sword itself, their sharpness and resilience were extremely rare, not something to be easily shattered.

Still, resisting such force was a daunting task.

Black clouds descended lower, and in front of Xie Nandu, it was almost pitch black. It seemed that the next moment, she might see nothing at all.

At that moment, a burst of radiance shot up from the tent!

A boundless, overwhelming surge of qi rose into the sky, charging toward the demonic qi. At that moment, it was as if a giant stretched lazily across the world.

Straightening its body.

A tall figure appeared, rising from the ground and crashing straight into the black clouds.

A vast surge of qi erupted instantly, rolling toward the horizon.

The terrifying energy waves began tearing apart the surroundings in an instant, then pushing outward, scattering the demonic qi in all directions.

The great demon’s true form was revealed, eyes wide in astonishment. “Who are you?!”

The middle-aged middle-aged now in midair had blood vitality surging like a deep abyss. His overwhelming aura continued to spread, the surging blood vitality itself exuding a terrifying presence.

“This official is Song Lian, Commander of the Right Guard of Great Liang!”

The middle-aged m unleashed a punch, directly striking the great demon and sending it staggering backward dozens of feet. The demon coughed up a mouthful of blood, face full of disbelief.

”You...”

No one had expected that inside this great tent, there was actually a Nepenthe martial artist!

Great Liang had several martial artists who had reached Nepenthe, and the demon race was well aware of them. But this so-called Right Guard Commander had never been on their record.

In fact, Song Lian had once been dispatched to the Northern Frontier during the time of Xiao Hezheng as the Great General of the Northern Frontier. That battle had been Xiao Hezheng’s final command, bringing several years of peace to Great Liang.

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During that war, Song Lian had been urgently sent to the Northern Frontier along with many other Great Liang powerhouses.

In addition, the Great Liang Emperor himself had personally crossed into the desolate north for that battle.

No matter how it was told, that battle would be recorded in history in a legendary way.

This time, Song Lian had returned to the desolate north without informing anyone. Even at the Northern Frontier General’s Office, only Great General Ning Ping knew about this.

Of course, the one who had brought him here wasn’t anyone else but the young martial artist who had already slain countless demons in the desolate north.

This deployment had been kept secret from almost everyone. In fact, until today, only three people knew.

Ning Ping had to be informed, and on Xie Nandu’s side, it was a tacit understanding between the two.

Wait...

Them?

How could it be them?

Song Lian continued to attack in midair, his momentum vast and imposing.

Another figure also crashed into the group of great demons surrounding Liu Banbi.

Equally heroic in stature.

Equally surging with blood vitality.

As the middle-aged martial artist made his move, revealing his true face for all to see, it was none other than the former number one martial artist of the foreign lands, now Great Liang’s Left Guard Commander, Chen Wannian!

The reason he had come to the desolate north was also due to a certain someone’s order.

Within the warden faction, these two held very high positions, and only one person in the world could surpass them now.

The two Nepenthe martial artists joined the battlefield one after the other, instantly causing a subtle shift in the situation.

Chen Wannian had cultivated for many years, his skill solid and unshakable. In recent years on Windspirit Mountain, he had been restrained, unable to fully exert his strength, constrained at every turn. Now, he could finally unleash his prowess, every movement bringing a sense of exhilaration.

He directly confronted two great demons, and with the very first clash, he nearly gained the upper hand.

With Chen Wannian’s arrival, Liu Banbi, who had long been suppressed, finally drew a breath. Gripping his sword Embracing Cicada once more, the blue-robed sword cultivator spat out a mouthful of congealed blood, grinning through the crimson.

Then the sword cultivator fixed his gaze on the great demon whose arm he had severed earlier, smiling faintly, “Is it my turn?”

Before the words even fell, the world was filled with the sound of cicadas, as if in an instant, it had returned to that height of summer.

Cicadas in the world often remain buried in the dark, sunless soil for years before emerging; the longest-lived among them can remain for seventeen years.

Only after seventeen sunless years can they finally glimpse the light of the world.

At this moment, Liu Banbi, long trapped, finally broke free - like a summer cicada.

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With the two martial artists joining the battle, the situation here improved. The great demons’ faces all changed, but Autumn that demon princess remained unmoved. She just watched quietly, seemingly not worried in the least about a reversal, as if everything unfolding was already within her plan.

She was the one who had dealt most often with that young martial artist and thus knew exactly how much weight that woman carried in his heart. One Liu Banbi as an escort might reassure others, but for that young martial artist it certainly wasn’t enough.

So even with Song Lian’s arrival and Chen Wannian’s presence, it made perfect sense.

Autumn smiled faintly, it was almost strange how obvious this fellow’s weakness was.

But still failing to see that young martial artist show himself, Autumn finally grew somewhat impatient.

She narrowed her eyes.

Looking toward Xie Nandu.

Maybe she should really kill this woman?

It did not seem to be a bad idea.

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A young martial artist was struggling to rush ahead.

There were two figures behind him, hot in pursuit.

Along the way, he had broken through several blockades and paid some minor costs for it, but he still hadn’t managed to shake the great demons on his tail.

But it didn’t matter.

Even if he led them to the battlefield, it would be fine.

As long as he could get there, everything could be settled.

But he was rather irritated at this moment.

Would he make it in time?

He knew the demons must have means to target Xie Nandu and was long prepared, but he had not expected Autumn to go in person.

That madwoman would do anything.

“Autumn, if you dare lay a single finger on a hair of hers, don’t even think about leaving the desolate north!”

Chen Chao gritted his teeth and sped up even more.