Chapter 1155: Strong Kill

Liu Wuya signaled Lu Jiaojiao, and the two nodded to each other before retreating the way they came. Just then, Wang Youwei suddenly roared, "Who's hiding there so furtively? Come out!" He instantly conjured a lifelike azure lotus. Its petals unfurled, clearly revealing the lotus seeds, shimmering with spiritual light, clearly an artifact.

A brilliant azure light burst forth as the azure lotus spun, sending countless dense azure flying needles shooting out towards Liu Wuya and Lu Jiaojiao’s position.

The azure flying needles were incredibly fast, reaching them in an instant.

Liu Wuya didn't dare to be careless. He chopped at the empty space with his right hand, sending a red saber aura, over ten feet long, flying out.

Boom!

The red saber aura was pierced through by the dense azure flying needles. A large swathe of blue sword qi then shot out, scattering the incoming azure flying needles.

"Fellow Daoist Liu, it’s you two! Quickly, lend us a hand and kill them. When we return, I’ll certainly speak highly of you before my master. If your contributions are great enough, it’s even possible for my master to reward you with core-forming spiritual treasures."

A purple-robed Daoist with a square face smiled broadly and spoke loudly.

Lu Jiaojiao and Liu Wuya naturally understood the implication of his words. If they didn't help, and the purple-robed Daoist escaped the secret realm safely, he could exaggerate and claim they colluded with the Wang family to harm the cultivators of the Rogue Cultivator Alliance. Rogue Cultivator Qingyue would likely kill them on the spot.

There were seven Foundation Establishment cultivators among them; if even one escaped, Liu Wuya could be branded a spy.

"Exactly. As long as you two fellow Daoists lend your aid, our Golden Saber Sect will be eternally grateful."

A short, stout yellow-robed man said in a deep voice. The Wang family cultivators' puppet beasts were too difficult to handle; they were no match for them at all.

Before Liu Wuya and Lu Jiaojiao could reply, Wang Youwei and his three companions each released a second-tier puppet beast, sending them pouncing towards Lu Jiaojiao and Liu Wuya.

There were two ape puppet beasts wielding golden horse-chopping sabers, one praying mantis puppet beast, and one centipede puppet beast.

With things having come to this, Liu Wuya and Lu Jiaojiao had no other choice but to reluctantly engage in combat. If they didn’t want to face retaliation from the Wang family, they had to kill all four of Wang Youwei’s group. Even if one person escaped, they would still face retaliation from the Wang family after leaving the secret realm.

They each conjured their artifacts to confront the four second-tier puppet beasts.

Liu Wuya's red long saber cleaved the empty space. A red light flashed, and amidst a sharp, piercing sound of tearing air, a red saber aura, over ten feet long, shot out, striking the two ape puppets. Only dull "clang" sounds were heard, leaving no scratches whatsoever.

Lu Jiaojiao flicked her wrist, and a large expanse of misty blue sword qi swept forth from the blue flying sword in her hand, striking the centipede puppet beast. It, too, left no visible marks.

Wang Youwei frowned slightly. The number of enemies far exceeded theirs, and the longer the delay, the more disadvantageous it would be for them. Who knew if the other side had any other trump cards?

He flipped his palm, and a misty azure beast hide appeared in his hand. The hide's surface bore an azure flying blade pattern.

This was a Talisman Treasure, a wedding gift from Wang Qingling.

He planned to use this Talisman Treasure to quickly eliminate this group of enemies.

"Oh no, a Talisman Treasure! Stop him quickly."

The purple-robed Daoist exclaimed. He quickly took out a light purple talisman, its surface adorned with a small sword pattern. This was also a Talisman Treasure, specially bestowed upon him by Rogue Cultivator Qingyue to be his ultimate trump card.

Wang Youwei and the purple-robed Daoist injected spiritual power into their Talisman Treasures almost simultaneously, causing the treasures to glow brightly.

Liu Wuya and Lu Jiaojiao exchanged glances and nodded. They knew very well that once Wang Youwei activated the Talisman Treasure, they would be dead.

Liu Wuya flipped his palm, and a red short saber, about two feet long, appeared in his hand. The saber’s blade had golden patterns, and shimmering light flowed over it, emitting an astonishing spiritual energy fluctuation.

This was a Prototype Magical Treasure, his greatest trump card. They had been frugal for decades to save up 280,000 spirit stones to purchase this Prototype Magical Treasure.

At that moment, Wang Youwei and the purple-robed Daoist activated their Talisman Treasures one after another. A powerful azure small blade and a shimmering purple small sword collided.

With an earth-shattering roar, the azure and purple lights intertwined, erupting into a visible shockwave. The powerful shockwave ripped up a large section of the ground, sending countless shattered rocks flying into the sky, and dust filled the air.

The red short saber in Liu Wuya's hand erupted with a blinding red light, and a large expanse of crimson flames materialized out of thin air. He cleaved at the empty space towards Wang Youwei, and the red short saber shot out. After a blur, it transformed into a towering blade, over ten feet long, enveloped in a layer of crimson flames, emanating astonishing heat.

Before the colossal blade could strike, an astonishing wave of heat enveloped the area. The weeds on the ground withered rapidly and spontaneously combusted.

Wang Youwei remained unhurried. He conjured an egg-sized blue spherical bead, and with a light flick of his finger, the blue bead glowed brightly. It spun, and a blue spiritual light shot out, enveloping the four of them.

"Clang!"

The colossal blade struck the blue spiritual light. Sparks flew continuously, but the blue spiritual light remained completely intact.

"A defensive Prototype Magical Treasure!"

Liu Wuya frowned slightly. After all, he was a descendant of the Azure Lotus Immortal Couple, so it wasn't surprising for him to possess a defensive Prototype Magical Treasure.

The five Golden Saber Sect disciples stood together, their long sabers all striking towards Wang Youwei.

Five saber auras of different colors shot out, suddenly merging into one. They formed a fifty-foot-long five-colored colossal blade, which struck the blue spiritual light with overwhelming force. The blue spiritual light remained intact, though its glow dimmed slightly. However, after Wang Youwei injected a large amount of spiritual power, the blue spiritual light immediately brightened and became even more solid.

Wang Youwei took a deep breath, took out a white porcelain bottle, and opened it. A pure spiritual energy wafted out—this was diluted thousand-year spiritual milk.

He drank half the bottle of diluted thousand-year spiritual milk. His pale complexion quickly turned rosy, flushing deep red.

He raised a hand, and a white light shot out—it was a palm-sized white gourd. He cast an incantation into it, and countless runes lit up on the gourd's surface. Its size instantly swelled, emitting an astonishing spiritual energy fluctuation.

"Swoosh, swoosh" sounds of tearing air rang out as over a dozen shimmering white flying blades flew out from the white gourd. They split into two, shooting towards Liu Wuya and the purple-robed Daoist's two groups.

This was also a Prototype Magical Treasure. What the Wang family lacked now were high-level cultivators. All ten children of the Azure Lotus had a Prototype Magical Treasure. As a descendant of Wang Changsheng, Wang Youwei was well-cared for by his elders, and he possessed quite a few Prototype Magical Treasures.

Liu Wuya was startled. He hastily controlled his crimson short saber. Two white flying blades blocked the crimson short saber, while five white flying blades shot directly towards Liu Wuya and Lu Jiaojiao, reaching Liu Wuya in an instant.

Just then, Lu Jiaojiao suddenly rushed in front of Liu Wuya. The blue flying sword in her hand glowed brightly as she struck at the incoming white flying blades.

"Husband, run!"

Lu Jiaojiao’s body was pierced through by the five white flying blades, and she died instantly.

"Wife!"

Liu Wuya was heartbroken. He had no time for grief. He crushed a shimmering silver talisman, and countless silver runes surged out, enveloping him. He transformed into a silver rainbow of light, tearing through the air and appearing a hundred feet away in an instant.

On the other side, the purple-robed Daoist simultaneously conjured a foot-long red beast hide, which transformed into thousands of crimson fire blades, striking at the white flying blades. He also crushed a shimmering golden talisman, which turned into specks of golden light and vanished.