The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy-Chapter 209. Is your master Ling Xiaoyue?

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Chapter 209: 209. Is your master Ling Xiaoyue?

The Xuanyuan Sword transformed into a stream of light and slashed towards the woman on the left.

The woman neither underestimated nor overly esteemed the Xuanyuan Sword. novelbuddy.cσ๓

Those high-level spirit swords were always glowing and radiant, like flying neon lights, clearly high-quality items.

In contrast, the Xuanyuan Sword with its dull and dark appearance, might easily be mistaken for something pulled out of a latrine, undoubtedly a low-grade item.

The woman elegantly raised her hand, and her sleeve instantly transformed into a long Nine-section Whip made from white bones, which shot out to entangle the Xuanyuan Sword.

The Xuanyuan Sword came in fiercely and swiftly, its slash immediately slicing the Nine-section Whip into eighteen pieces, which clattered to the ground.

After cutting the Nine-section Whip, the Xuanyuan Sword kept its momentum, aiming a strike at the woman’s head.

The woman was stunned that her magic treasure was so easily broken and had no time to react. She screamed in terror as the sharpness approached her.

A Jade Pendant around her neck leaped out suddenly, blocking the incoming Xuanyuan Sword.

The pendant exploded upon impact, sending the Xuanyuan Sword flying back, and the woman was also knocked to the ground unconscious, covered in injuries from the pendant fragments.

This is the consequence of judging a sword by its appearance. The Xuanyuan Sword once used to shine brightly, but Fang Zhou had forcibly dyed it to this excrement-like color, it had long harbored resentment.

Xuanyuan Sword’s sharpness was unparalleled, capable of effortlessly cutting through even Sanwa’s steel bones, let alone low-grade magic treasures; it was a guaranteed success with every stab.

In an instant, Fang Zhou had knocked down three so-called Black Yakshas of the True Mother God Sect, rendering them almost powerless.

Jin Xihai was still pondering the authenticity of Fang Zhou’s self-explosion identity, only to turn around and see her three teammates already on the ground.

At that moment, Jin Xihai thought she was hallucinating, but upon realizing it was real, a chill ran down her spine to the back of her head, akin to feeling her pants full of diarrhea but forgetting to bring toilet paper.

She urgently reached into her chest to pull out a paper-made white banner and breathed on it.

The white banner absorbed the breath and instantly expanded into a white Bone Soul Summoning Banner over a zhang long.

Jin Xihai held the Soul Summoning Banner and thrust it forcefully into the ground, immediately releasing a chilling aura visible to the naked eye, spreading around.

Jin Xihai involuntarily shivered, gripping the Soul Summoning Banner tightly.

Fang Zhou controlled the Xuanyuan Sword to shoot swiftly towards them.

Jin Xihai hurriedly rotated the Soul Summoning Banner, and the six-sided soul flags fluttered, revealing layers of skeleton heads underneath, emitting cold air.

The Xuanyuan Sword approached, and a skeleton head shot from the banner, colliding with the sword, emitting a metallic clanging sound.

The Xuanyuan Sword left a deep sword mark on the skeleton head but couldn’t split it in half; the head was even tougher than Sanwa’s steel bones.

Fang Zhou tried to maneuver the Xuanyuan Sword around it, but more skeleton heads shot from the banner, blocking his attacks.

Jin Xihai rotated the banner, more skeleton heads dropped down, flying towards Fang Zhou.

Fang Zhou didn’t want to risk contact with these skeleton heads, who knows if they are poisoned.

He took the Sword Box from his back and swung at the incoming skeleton heads like hitting baseballs.

But these things were too persistent, flying back immediately after being hit away; relying solely on the Sword Box he was stuck in a defensive stance.

Jin Xihai stared at Fang Zhou, her hands and body nearly frozen by the Soul Summoning Banner, but she dared not let go.

For this mission, the True Mother God Sect attached great importance and had bestowed upon them this spiritual artifact-level Bone Soul Summoning Banner.

Jin Xihai was only in the Foundation Establishment Realm and could only exert one-fifth of the banner’s power.

It required five people working together to fully utilize the banner’s power, yet Hua Shanshan hadn’t returned, and the other three Black Yakshas had been knocked down upon meeting Fang Zhou, proving themselves useless.

Jin Xihai had to bear the banner alone, uncertain how long she could endure but confident it would be longer than the man before her.

Fang Zhou was exhausted dealing with this, dozens of skeleton heads chased him relentlessly no matter how he hit them, failing to destroy them made it all pointless.

Talking earlier about speed and strength as absolute, Fang Zhou felt annoyed now being chased and pounded.

The Xuanyuan Sword was also entangled by the skulls, unable to bypass them to attack Jin Xihai.

Seeing Jin Xihai frozen but unwilling to release the banner, Fang Zhou knew she was powering it.

The question was how to overcome these skulls and attack her directly?

Of course, there was a solution. Fang Zhou had intended to keep it as a trump card but could no longer afford subtlety.

He smacked the gourd at his waist directly, sucking the flying skull heads into it.

Then he aimed the gourd towards Jin Xihai.

Jin Xihai was shocked, hurriedly hiding behind the Soul Summoning Banner, rotating it vigorously.

A massive cold aura fog rushed out from the banner, instantly freezing and wilting the ground vegetation.

The gourd absorbed the cold instantly, pulling it into itself.

The cold seemed endless, continuously sucked away, but the banner and Jin Xihai remained unmoved.

Fang Zhou initially intended to suck Jin Xihai with the gourd; the banner intercepted, but it was immovable.

No magic treasure is invincible indeed, this gourd isn’t smart at all.

Jin Xihai shook the Soul Summoning Banner, releasing more skulls, evading the gourd and swarming at Fang Zhou.

Seeing the gourd ineffective, Fang Zhou grabbed the Sword Box and smashed it towards the Xuanyuan Sword.

The Sword Box cleared the skulls entangling the Xuanyuan Sword, which then immediately darted towards Jin Xihai.

Jin Xihai rapidly commanded the skulls to gather in front of her, blocking the attack.

The Xuanyuan Sword transformed into a nearly invisible beam of sword light, piercing through the skulls.

Amidst dense sounds of metal clashing under a storm, all the skulls were split open, exposing Jin Xihai to the Xuanyuan Sword’s edge.

At the crucial moment, the Soul Flag of the banner coiled around, knocking the Xuanyuan Sword away.

Sweating profusely with fear in her eyes, Jin Xihai realized she would have been decapitated by the sword had the banner reacted slower.

Fang Zhou, dodging dozens of pursuing skulls, suddenly pointed at Jin Xihai and shouted, "Explode for me!"

Jin Xihai shuddered in fear; the next moment her clothes burst open entirely, even her underwear was torn off.

Instantly, Jin Xihai was left completely naked.

"Haha, Miss Beauty, any comments on this Cloth Exploring Sword Technique?"

Fang Zhou laughed heartily, Xuanyuan Sword had failed to decapitate Jin Xihai, but the technique still worked.

Jin Xihai: "..."

She expected Fang Zhou to have some covert trick but found it ridiculous.

Who was the shameless person who invented such a technique?

Jin Xihai stood naked but unfazed; Fang Zhou took a moment to glance and whistled instantly, "Hey, not bad, still a virgin..."

He abruptly stopped, showing a ghost-seeing expression, blurting out, "Is your master Ling Xiaoyue?"