Chapter 239

Chapter 239: No! He can’t escape!

“When did the Sect Leader of Heavenly Profound Gate become so pathetic?”

The elder looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, his eyes filled with nothing but disdain and regret.

Regret that Heavenly Profound Gate had fallen to such a sorry state.

Xia He gritted his teeth, his expression extremely displeased.

If the other party just looked down on him, Xia He could still tolerate it.

But the look of regret in the other’s eyes was as if saying, “Heavenly Profound Gate is truly getting worse with each generation. You’re not even worth the hair of the previous sect leaders. How could someone like you be chosen as the sect leader?” This look completely enraged Xia He.

“You old bastard!”

Xia He cursed loudly in his heart, leaped up, and swung his Bronze Sword down at the elder.

Above the elder’s head, a massive Bronze Dharma Statue appeared.

This Bronze Sword of the Heavenly Profound Gate Sect Leader wasn’t like a traditional Immortal Sword. This Bronze Sword was born for Daoist magic, able to unleash a person’s magical power to its maximum, and this Bronze Sword also possessed special spells!

“This sword, I do miss it. But who would’ve thought, he’s already dead, and he passed away faster than me.”

The elder looked up and gazed at the massive Bronze Sword above his head with much nostalgia.

Although he didn’t witness the other’s death, since there was a new sect leader, it meant he had already gone.

The elder shook his head, stretched out his hand, and pointed upwards.

Countless swords made of Sword Qi formed a dragon of swords, charging towards the Bronze Dharma Statue.

“Hooooooowwwwwl!”

The Sword Qi Dragon fiercely clashed with the Bronze Dharma Statue.

“Clang!”

Xia He slashed his Bronze Sword directly onto the elder’s forehead, but the elder merely extended a finger and easily clamped it.

“Ting”

The elder flicked another finger against the blade of the Bronze Sword, causing the sword to resonate and vibrate continuously, shaking Xia He’s tiger mouth until it went numb, almost making him drop the sword.

Xia He kicked the elder’s head with a foot that seemed encased in bronze.

“Boom!”

The elder punched back, and the clash of Sword Qi and Xia He’s Spiritual Energy sent Xia He spinning through the air several times before falling to the ground.

Xia He glared fiercely at this old monster.

This old monster could actually hold him here with just Sword Qi.

If he were really let out and restored to his peak strength, Xia He wouldn’t dare to imagine.

Last time, the masters and sect leaders of the four holy lands and five major sects joined forces to capture him.

If he came out again, could they really do it again? No! He mustn’t escape! Otherwise, Xia He would surely die! Xia He stood up, planted the Bronze Sword in front of him, and began chanting a Dharma Decree with both hands.

With the Bronze Sword as the center, the rocks on the ground gradually transformed into bronze, and a Bronze Tiger emerged from the ground.

“Go!”

Xia He pointed at the elder’s body, and this Bronze Tiger, as if summoned, pounced toward the elder.

The elder smashed the Bronze Tiger with one punch.

The Sword Qi pierced through the Bronze Tiger’s body, creating a large crater.

But the next moment, another Bronze Tiger emerged from the ground.

The elder smashed another one, and yet another Bronze Tiger appeared.

These Bronze Tigers were like fish flying out of the sea, continuously leaping around the elder.

However, the elder wasn’t in a hurry.

The elder knew very well that in his current state, killing the opponent was almost impossible.

But if the opponent wanted to wear down his Sword Qi like this, the elder was more than willing. However, the opponent obviously didn’t want to keep grinding against the elder like this anymore.

A massive Bronze Dharma Statue stood in front of Xia He.

The Bronze Dharma Statue took a step forward, lifted its giant foot, and stomped down on the elder.

“Bang!”

This Bronze Dharma Statue directly crushed the elder flat.

But Xia He didn’t relax; he didn’t think the other side would lose so easily.

Sure enough, the next moment, cracks spread throughout the Bronze Dharma Statue.

“Bang!”

With a loud explosion, the Bronze Dharma Statue shattered into countless pieces of Spiritual Energy and dissipated.

In the elder’s hand was a phantom Immortal Sword.

Three thousand years ago, no one didn’t recognize this Immortal Sword.

This elder once wielded this Immortal Sword to charge into the Southern Demon Realm, pierce through the Northern Wilderness, and obliterate the Central Plains.

When Xia He saw this elder holding this Immortal Sword, he felt a bit dazed, even experiencing a sense of pride, a feeling of “I am worthy to be an opponent he draws his sword against.”

But soon, Xia He quickly dismissed the ridiculous sense of pride in his heart!

After all, the other side was merely a phantom formed by Sword Qi, and this sword was merely a long sword created by Sword Intent. In reality, this elder plus this sword didn’t even have two layers of his former strength.

How could he feel honored because of this? Ridiculous! Taking a deep breath, Xia He calmed himself and threw out another Eight Trigrams Chart.

This Eight Trigrams Chart disintegrated itself while flying towards the elder.

A starry sky appeared above the elder’s head, and thousands of stars formed an incredibly mysterious killing array.

And the elder was located at the ominous position within the killing array.

“Heavenly Profound Star Array.” The elder stroked his beard. “Then let this old man see how far you can push your Heavenly Profound Gate’s ultimate killing array.”

“How is it going?”

Inside the mountain cave, Zhou asked the bandits.

A one-eyed man nodded: “These two children indeed possess extremely high talent. They’ve learned about seventy to eighty percent of my Unstoppable Path.”

“Hahaha, I told you, these two kids are originally very powerful. The Four Divine Mechanism Paths I taught them, they mastered within only five hours in the Dream Realm.”

Zhang Xiao’er asked, “How many more spells are left?”

Wang Mazi: “Four more spells.”

“According to their learning speed, they might be able to master everything in less than a day,” said a man named Qin Feng.

“Not enough…”

At this moment, the butcher shook his head.

“So what if these two people are once-in-a-millennium geniuses? That old man’s sword technique isn’t simple. It’s already impressive that they can learn it. To master it in such a short time is nearly impossible.”

“…”

Listening to the butcher’s words, everyone fell silent.

Two hours had already passed in reality since Xu Ming and the others collapsed, while in their spiritual consciousness, two hundred hours had already passed.

Even though they had learned eleven spells in those two hundred hours, their learning speed far exceeded their imagination.

But how long could the old man hold out? If they couldn’t learn his sword technique, everything would be wasted!