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Chapter 11: Calming Orb

Xie Changyuan with one arm is already very impressive, but Xie Changyuan with two arms is even more amazing.

Everyone present knew this, so no one wanted to go.

Xie Changyuan glanced at everyone, with a trace of disdain in his eyes. He probably guessed what was going to happen next.

As expected.

Po Xi, the king of Yaowang Valley, turned around and said, "Gu Master Li, you are the only disciple of the old Valley Master. His old man died in the hands of this ordinary man. Shouldn't you go up and take revenge?"

Everyone looked at Xuanling Valley Li Su.

In an instant, young Li Su's face turned green. Looking at the bitter old woman beside him, he was not willing to be outdone.

"Mother Wang, the old master of Yaowang Valley is your brother. He died under Xie Changyuan's sword, so you should take the lead and set an example."

The wrinkles on Wang Poxi's face trembled and she said disapprovingly.

"My old brother only had a few years to live, unlike your master who was in his prime and died so early. It's a pity. As a disciple, how could you let others take the lead in avenging such a bloody feud?"

The eldest and youngest people present were making excuses with each other. The scene was so funny that even Changming Sword Sect Li Chonghuan couldn't stand it anymore.

"What are you two arguing about? There are golden elixir masters here today, and it's your turn to take action?" Li Chonghuan sneered.

This was a clever remark, as it directly pushed the two golden elixirs to the front, while several of their sect leaders who had not yet set foot on the golden elixir could pick themselves out.

"How about you all stop arguing and I can go over there right now?" Xie Changyuan slowly walked forward.

At this moment, except for Zhao Qiankun and Fairy Zixia, everyone else subconsciously took a step back.

Finally, Zhao Qiankun took a step forward.

"Young man, in my hundreds of years, I have never seen someone as miraculous as you. Although he has the foundation of body refining, he is not a true body refining madman. He only relies on a giant sword and his body.

Even in mortal form, you can kill the golden elixir cultivators. The first few old golden elixirs that died under your sword, I, Zhao Qiankun, were not sure that I could defeat them within three moves. You are amazing."

Zhao Qiankun was completely naked, the sleeves of his robe were gently swaying in the breeze, and his eyes were like a calm lake without any ripples.

I saw him raising his hand and playing a string of ebony-colored rosary beads.

This string of rosary beads is completely black, moving and rotating rapidly in the air, like a small black hole, blooming with ink ripples.

Not long after, a black light shot out from the black rosary bead and enveloped Xie Changyuan's body. His body suddenly stopped, as if time had stopped.

"Could this be the famous magic weapon of Kongmingshan Patriarch?" Wang Poxi, with sharp eyes, exclaimed.

Zhao Qiankun put his hands behind his back and said nothing, but the elder Cheng Fangshi had already smiled.

"Thousands of years ago, the Qingzhong Patriarch of Kongmingshan returned from Tianzhu and established a sect here to pass on morality. The Patriarch's most famous magic weapon is this string of meditation beads."

"The Patriarch is kind and unwilling to kill in his life. Therefore, the Soul Concentration Pearl does not have any killing power. It only stabilizes a person's soul. For Xie Changyuan, he has lost the ability to think and act at this moment. Simply put, he

Time has stopped."

The speaker was young, and it was the young man named Ouyang Kaixuan who sent the letter of challenge to Xie Changyuan that day.

"Haha! Lord Zhao is really amazing. He took down the traitor Xie Changyuan with just one move!!" Someone echoed loudly.

But Zhao Qiankun shook his head, "No, if he hadn't been running around for several days, plus he was physically and mentally exhausted from fighting all the way, the Concentration Pearl might not have been able to stop him."

As a user of the Calming Bead, he was naturally very clear about the situation. Looking at Xie Changyuan's motionless figure, his eyes gradually changed from calm to complicated.

The Soul Concentration Pearl fixates a person's soul, but the soul of an ordinary man, Xie Changyuan, is extremely strong. What kind of horrific sufferings does such a young person have to go through, on the edge of life and death, to have such a soul?

He couldn't understand.

Xie Changyuan has been standing there with a sword for a long time. Everyone saw that he was motionless and did not even blink, thinking that the overall situation was decided.

"Let this junior take off his head." Ouyang Kaixuan stepped forward.

There was silence on Kongming Mountain. Although there were thousands of corpses of monks crawling at the foot of the mountain, the expected battle did not break out on the top of the mountain.

Everyone watched Ouyang Kaixuan slowly approaching Xie Changyuan, feeling inexplicably depressed inside. This feeling came from nowhere. Until now, they had not felt a trace of joy of victory, unless they saw Xie Changyuan's head falling.

Ouyang Kaixuan walked in front, with a trace of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

The tall man in front of him was like an ancient beast. Even if he didn't move, he still gave people a very intimidating effect. The monks were desperately trying to stay away from the man, but now he took the initiative to walk up.

He had his own reasons. When the war was issued that day, one of his external incarnations was destroyed by Xie Changyuan, and his own cultivation was greatly damaged. In order to calm down his Taoist heart, cutting off the latter's head was the best way.

"Xie Changyuan, as you said, everything has a cause and effect. If you destroy my cultivation, I will take your life."

While he was speaking, Ouyang Kaixuan had already arrived in front of Xie Changyuan, the inky black light still shrouded the latter's body, and his tall figure was as motionless as a statue.

He raised his head and looked directly into Xie Changyuan's left eye. Until this moment, there was still a trace of contempt in that eye.

"Go to hell."

As soon as Ouyang Kaixuan finished speaking, a flying sword slipped out from his sleeve and stabbed Xie Changyuan's throat.

"puff!"

The dexterous flying sword turned into a wisp of white light. At such a close distance, it instantly pierced half an inch of Xie Changyuan's throat. The next moment, it was completely submerged in it. If it was stirred again, a big head would fly into the air.

Suddenly, a green light suddenly appeared, like a bright blue moon emerging from the world. Ouyang Kaixuan's figure was split in two, drooping on both sides, and blood covered the ground.

The flying sword only penetrated half an inch into the throat. Xie Changyuan held a long-handled sword and switched to a chopping action.

Everyone in front of the ancestral hall was stunned.

"Ouyang Kaixuan split himself?" Li Su of Xuanling Valley exclaimed.

"Idiot, didn't you see Xie Changyuan move? He moved!" Poxi, the king of Yaowang Valley, was shocked and angry.

"Mountain Master, what's going on? Why does the Dingshen Pearl malfunction?"

The Great Elder Cheng Fangshi couldn't hold back any longer. Ouyang Kaixuan was his disciple. The death of his disciple was not the most important thing. The most important thing was that Xie Changyuan, the God of Death, had not yet been controlled.

Zhao Qiankun's beard and hair were a little messy by the wind, and his calm eyes were no longer as calm as before.

He stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, his fingertips trembling slightly.

"The Dingshen Pearl is not malfunctioning," he said.

Ever since Xie Changyuan appeared, the resolute Zixia Fairy has always been the one who talks the least, but now she has seen through everything.

"That is Xie Changyuan's instinctive reaction. If someone wants to kill him, he will subconsciously swing his knife to fight back. Only those who crawl out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood can realize the crisis unconsciously."


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