Chapter 482

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　　With Liu Chuxuan’s cultivation base and vision, how could he not see that at this time, most of the sword above his head was actually the credit of Ninth Uncle. Xu Taiping actually only made one sword. However, in his opinion, a sword that could withstand Ninth Uncle’s lifetime of cultivation could never be an ordinary product.
　　“Boom！”
　　At this time, the huge true demon body of another demon lord of the Nine Netherworlds heavily landed on a mountain top.
　　While the body was pierced by the mountain peak at the first connection, it was also continuously devoured by Xu Taiping’s sword qi.
　　Looking up at the sky again.
　　The originally dense black clouds, like ink dots, had now almost dissipated completely.
　　The only thing left was the one that Demon Lord Jiuying was preparing to escape with by borrowing it.
　　And the poems and articles transformed by the sword qi, fluttering all over the sky.
　　“Whoosh！”
　　But before she could hide her figure in it, the rusty lion sword jointly controlled by Xu Taiping and San San Jushi had already slashed at that group of black clouds.
　　With a “boom”, the black clouds exploded and dissipated, and Demon Lord Jiuying hiding in it once again exposed her figure.
　　“I should have listened to Su Chan’s advice earlier…”
　　Looking at the sword light flying towards her in front of her, Demon Lord Jiuying felt extremely regretful in her heart.
　　However, she was also very clear that there was absolutely no possibility of compromise or concession between demons and humans. So, she immediately mobilized all of her True Demon power and sacrificed her Demon King weapon.
　　“Boom！ ……”
　　With the True Demon body and the Demon King weapon, the sudden burst of momentum made the numerous Qingxuan disciples below suddenly have an illusion that the end of the world was approaching.
　　For a moment, people’s hearts were in turmoil again.
　　“Zheng！”
　　And at this time, the sound of the Rust Lion’s sword cry was like a flash of light in the endless darkness, instantly sweeping away the panic in everyone’s hearts.
　　However, even so, when seeing the Demon Lord Jiuying, who was sitting on the black cloud and whose body was as huge as a mountain, using his nine heads to urge that Demon King weapon to kill Xu Taiping, the unease in everyone’s hearts immediately rose to their throats.
　　“Shua！”
　　At this time, the sword light and Jiuying’s huge body finally collided head-on.
　　“Boom！ ……”
With a loud noise, everyone was astonished to find that with just one sword. the nine heads of Jiuying were successively pierced by the sword light.
　　From a distance, it was as if they were strung together by the sword light.
　　However, the next moment, this long string of snake head “meatballs” exploded simultaneously.
Immediately following, as more than a hundred “extinguish” characters formed by the convergence of sword lights flew out, the true demonic body of the Nine Infants was chopped into countless pieces by this sword light.
　　Even that demonic king’s weapon in the shape of a disk, which could stiffen the bodies of those it shone on, was pierced by the sword light and shattered into pieces.
　　In an instant, the Demon Lord Jiuying, who had just seemed capable of flattening the entire Qingxuan single-handedly, died under this sword without any power to resist.
　　”Boom！”
And the sword light was driven by Xu Taiping and the Three-Three Layman on the side did not stop there. but turned around and soared into the sky.
　　Because both Xu Taiping and the primordial spirit of the Three-Three Elder on the side smelled the powerful demonic cultivator’s aura coming from above.
　　“Boom！”
　　Amid the ear-piercing and sky-piercing sound, the sword light tore open the restriction set up by the demonic cultivator, making Su Chan, who was sitting cross-legged in the black cloud above, suddenly appear in the sight of everyone.
　　“Su Chan？！”
　　Whether it was Amon and the Wuya Laozu, or the people of Qingxuan on the Hidden Sword Terrace, they all had a look of horror on their faces.
　　Only Xu Taiping, who was wrapped in the sword light, and the Sansan Jushi beside him, still had their normal expressions.
　　Continuing to urge the Rust Lion Sword, stabbing towards Su Chan with the tip of the sword.
　　“Boom！ ……”
　　But what Xu Taiping didn’t expect was that what they stabbed was only an afterimage deliberately left by Su Chan.
And Su Chan herself, still under the package of that black cloud, fled hundreds of miles away, leaving only a very calm voice –
　　Master, the Chi Xiao sword you left on the top of the Golden Summit of Tai’a Mountain, the next time it’s the day of the Nine Mansions Sword Champion, your disciple will definitely help you retrieve it. At that time, your disciple and you will have no more debts.
　　Hearing this, Xu Taiping was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the primordial spirit of Sangsan Jushi beside him with a look of astonishment.
　　You… who are you？
　　Xu Taiping suddenly realized something.
And the primordial spirit of Sangsan Jushi also showed a faint smile to Xu Taiping at this time, and the layer of mist covers on his body dissipated immediately.
　　At the same time, the divine sense that always stopped Xu Taiping from exploring the identity of Sangsan Jushi also dissipated at this time.
Xu Taiping finally saw the appearance of Sangsan Jushi clearly for the first time.
At the same time, in his mind, the clues were originally interfered with by the divine sense released by Sangsan Jushi came to him like a tide.
　　You are… Uncle Dao Xuan？！
　　Xu Taiping asked in astonishment.
　　Don’t you call me master？
　　Lu Jianjiu, who was looking at Xu Taiping quietly, had a shallow smile on his face.
　　Mas… master！
　　Xu Taiping only hesitated for a moment before bowing his head.
　　Just as he was about to bow, he suddenly felt that the soul in his mind was rapidly drying up, and the sound of the soul weeping rang in his ears.
　　“Oops… Excessive consumption of divine essence…”
　　Although most of the time it was Ninth Uncle who was controlling this flying sword, even so, it was not something that his current realm could bear.
　　And with the appearance of the soul weeping symptom, Xu Taiping completely lost control of the flying sword, and his body fell straight down.
Just when he thought he was going to fall to the ground like this, suddenly an extremely gentle force lifted his body.
　　It was the Rusty Lion Sword.
　　To be precise, it was the Rusty Lion Sword controlled by Ninth Uncle’s divine essence.
Xu Taiping, who was being supported by the Rusty Lion Sword, seemed to be lying on his grandfather’s broad back, and his heart was extremely at ease.
　　“Thank　you…　Master…”
　　He instinctively said thank you.
　　“Xu Taiping, you did very well, very well. Now, have a good sleep.”
　　Ninth Uncle’s voice then entered his mind.
This voice seemed to be hypnotic. Xu Taiping, who originally had many questions to ask Ninth Uncle, quickly fell asleep after hearing this voice.
　　However, he, who rarely dreams, dreamed of a young person in his dream this time.
　　This young boy was thin and small, stuttered when speaking, and had a limp in his right leg. Wherever he went, he would draw ridicule.