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60 9-Day Thunder Talisman

If the enemy is strong, I will penetrate; if the enemy attacks, I will dodge; if the enemy chases, I will hide; if the enemy retreats, I will flee!

Xu Yan adhered to the basic principle that "I am weak, therefore I am right" and "I will never confront a strong enemy unless absolutely necessary," so he went straight for the enemy and unleashed his ultimate attack.

The demonic cultivator under the wall was so enraged that he almost revealed his true form on the spot.

What sect or faction is this scoundrel? It's a real pity that you've joined the righteous path; our demonic path is more suitable for someone of your talent!

He greatly admired Xu Yan, and with a flick of his wrist, he summoned a shadow sword, aiming straight for Xu Yan's back.

Sweetie, just bear with it, it'll only hurt for a moment!

Caught off guard, Xu Yan was struck in the back by the Shadow Sword. With a muffled thud, a tremendous force struck him from behind, knocking him flat on his face.

The golden light emanating from him flashed briefly before dimming considerably.

The person in the film was completely devastated.

He was first blasted out of his hiding place by the spiritual pearl refined by Xu Yan, and then he saw Xu Yan wielding a flying sword, subconsciously taking the great writer Xu as a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Fearing he would be entangled and unable to escape, he instinctively steadied himself and decided to dodge first.

To his surprise, the flying sword was so light that he snatched it directly into his hand.

Realizing that this kid was just a show-off, the shadow man immediately retaliated, intending to kill Xu Yan on the spot to avoid exposing his whereabouts.

Little did he know that the golden light was actually a third-tier golden armor talisman known as the Golden Light Turtle, which blocked his sword strike!

The shadow figure immediately followed up with another strike, unleashing another shadow sword thrust.

If this sword were to pierce him, the great writer Xu would be either dead or crippled.

Xu Yan was completely unaware of the enemy's psychological activities. He only knew that he had been hit hard and that if he didn't retaliate, he would die here!

In a moment of desperation, he instinctively opened the portal of light, which just happened to block the shadow sword.

The shadowy figure was immediately stunned: Where is my sword?

Before he could react, Xu Yan instantly closed the portal, took out a talisman and flicked it. With a thunderous boom, a bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, hitting the shadow figure right next to him.

There was nothing I could do; I was confused, and my aim was indeed a bit off.

But by sheer luck, the lightning dispelled the shadows, exposing the shadowy figure to Xu Yan's view, and it was also clearly seen by the Taoist priest Cheng who rushed over.

"You scoundrel!" Master Cheng was furious. He struck the shadowy figure with two consecutive palm strikes of lightning, then flicked his sword finger back, sending a flying sword with a bright blue light straight at the enemy!

Having lost his flying sword, the shadow figure dared not block directly and transformed back into a wisp of shadow to escape.

Xu Yan seized the opportunity, took out the spirit pearl used for lighting, and tossed it against the wall, instantly illuminating a moving shadow.

Master Cheng twisted his flying sword, splitting the shadow figure in two.

The flying sword twisted again, splitting into four.

Master Cheng flew his sword back to defend, but the shadowy figure used some unknown method, and the four shadowy pieces actually reassembled, transforming back into a complete human form.

However, the shadow is much fainter; it is no longer a blurry mess, and you can vaguely make out the shape of a person.

Xu Yan unleashed his Finger Flicking Divine Thunder repeatedly, but the shadow man dodged it each time, which infuriated him so much that he almost ground his back teeth to powder. He secretly resolved to develop a sharp offensive technique.

Master Cheng then slammed his palm into the ground, and a bolt of lightning pierced the earth and exploded at the shadowy figure's feet, forcing him to leave the shadowy area under the wall and be completely exposed to the sunlight.

Xu Yan summoned another flying sword, about to deliver a powerful blow to the enemy, when Master Cheng took out a jade talisman from his pocket and tossed it above the shadowy figure's head.

Amidst the thunder, a thundercloud with a radius of tens of meters unfolded above the shadow figure's head, with lightning bolts rolling within it and the distant rumble of thunder.

Master Cheng pointed downwards with a hand gesture, and the lightning snakes in the clouds instantly transformed into a winding net of thunder that enveloped the shadowy figure.

The shadow figure suddenly let out a shrill scream, and its form changed from illusory to real, becoming an ordinary-looking fellow who could be easily lost in a crowd.

Xu Yan seized the opportunity and flew his sword straight at... the enemy's feet!

He was very self-aware, knowing his own limited strength; at best, he could only serve as a harassment, and he had no expectation that this sword strike would do anything to the enemy.

So, headshots are out of the question; they're too small to be hit easily. The primary target is actually the enemy's chest and abdomen.

But after the sword flew out, Xu Yan suddenly realized that the lightning net was scattered and not solidified. Although the shadowy figure screamed miserably, there was no sign of him dying or being seriously injured on the spot.

He had a sudden inspiration and sent the flying sword to the enemy's feet.

The randomly striking lightning suddenly found its center and all struck the sword.

The instant the lightning struck the sword, Xu Yan felt a splitting headache and could no longer sense where the flying sword was.

Fortunately, the sword was already at the enemy's feet, and the scattered lightning struck the shadow figure all at once. His clothes turned to ashes, his skin shattered inch by inch, his flesh steamed, and his screams came to an abrupt end.

It's not that I don't want to shout, it's that I've shouted until my throat is hoarse, and I can't make a sound anymore.

Xu Yan wanted to put in more effort, but the intense headache made it impossible for him to concentrate. No matter how much he pressed his temples, it did not relieve the pain in the slightest.

At this moment, several more cultivators arrived. The one in the lead was in his early thirties, dressed in fine clothes, and was none other than the city lord, Yuan Heng.

He recognized the figure in the lightning and his expression immediately changed: "How dare you!"

He then took out a rope: "Fellow Daoist Cheng, this person must be a spy for the Blood Demon Sect!"

The implication was that Master Cheng should withdraw his supernatural powers and capture Yingren alive!

Master Cheng's expression was solemn as he shook his head, saying, "Once this Nine Heavens Thunderclap Talisman is used, it cannot be taken back. We can only wait for the thunderclouds to dissipate on their own!"

Before the words were finished, lightning surged, and the shadow figure who had been struggling to hold on gradually melted away like snow under the scorching sun, turning into a scattering of black ash.

He didn't want to offend Yuan Heng, but since this man was lurking around Xu Yan, he might have seen things he shouldn't have. If he kept him around, Xu Yan might expose his identity.

Therefore, this person must not be allowed to live!

The lightning finally stopped, and the thunderclouds slowly dissipated.

A hint of suspicion flashed in Yuan Heng's eyes. He suddenly said to Yuan Zijing behind him, "Send a warning signal and activate the city's protective formation!"

"As you command!" Yuan Zijing turned and left.

Yuan Heng then asked, "Fellow Daoist Cheng, would you be willing to join me in defending against the enemy?"

"Of course!" Master Cheng readily agreed, and before leaving, he telepathically told Xu Yan, "Stay put and don't go anywhere until I get back!"

After saying this, he and Yuan Heng flew out of the immortal palace and landed directly on the city wall.

The rapid sound of drums and gongs resounded throughout the city, and a layer of white-tinged blue light enveloped the entire city.

Shops along the street closed one after another, and pedestrians hurriedly turned back. In no time, every household was closed and everyone was hiding. The huge city was as quiet as a dead zone.

Ten miles outside the city.

Several cultivators, their bodies brimming with bloodlust, were hiding in a grove of trees. Upon seeing the city's protective array activated, the leader's expression changed drastically: "Not good!"

He took flight and flew towards Cuizhou City, but before he even reached the destination, the great formation had already closed in.

Enraged, he slapped his palms a few times, causing the great formation to tremble slightly, but breaking the formation was not something that could be done in a short time.

The others followed, but even with everyone working together, destroying the formation wasn't easy.

Yuan Heng stood atop the city wall, gazing at the Blood Demon Cult cultivators outside the great formation, a faint smile on his face, as if to say: You're too late!

The blood demon cultivator glared fiercely at Yuan Heng, then reluctantly ordered, "Withdraw!"