Chapter 237: The Power of Xiumen, the Jade Purification Talisman
After confirming that the Five Poisons Curse Soul Book was indeed effective against the barbarians, Chen An felt much more relieved.

Although the Five Poisons Curse Soul Book is called "Curse Soul", it has been upgraded twice and its scope is not limited to that. It can also work on the physical body.

On the contrary, because the barbarians have no soul, most of the power of the curse is applied to their physical bodies, and the effect of the curse is even worse than that of ordinary humans.

After pondering for a moment, Chen An brought his thoughts back to the present, because the competition between Pei Zitian and his opponent Man Qian had already begun!

Both of them have reached the second level of Refining Void, and their realms are not much different. However, based on Chen An's understanding, Pei Zitian's strength may be much inferior.

Of course, this is under the premise that Man Qian uses the Golden Body.

After all, Pei Zitian is one of the best among the younger generation in Feiyun City, and his sword skills are quite good. If he encounters an ordinary barbarian of the second level of the Refined Void Realm, his chances of winning are relatively high.

Unfortunately, his opponent was Man Qian. Chen An had a deep understanding of Man Qian’s strength when he was in Lingxiyuan.

Chen An had just brought his thoughts back to reality when he saw Pei Zitian taking the initiative and drawing several sword marks in front of him with his sword. The marks were intertwined with each other and faintly outlined the shape of a large purple lock.

"go with!"

Pei Zitian shouted softly, and the big lock outlined by sword energy flew into the body of Man Qian opposite him at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

This process happens in just a moment!
Not to mention other people, even the person involved, Man Qian, did not realize until his golden body faded away. It seemed that his magical power was restrained by Pei Zitian's means.

However, Man Qian, who had been through many battles, reacted after just a moment of stunned silence, accepted the reality, and immediately changed his tactics and used the power of heaven and earth.

In the blink of an eye, Man Qian transformed into a giant who was over two hundred feet tall, nearly three hundred feet tall. His huge figure overshadowed everyone present.

But when Pei Zitian saw this, he smiled lightly, and the next moment, a scroll flew out from him, faintly emitting an extraordinary sword intent.

When the scroll slowly unfolded, Chen An realized that this was not a scroll but a diagram of a sword formation!

In the middle of the sword formation diagram, there is a river deep underground. The sound of the gurgling river echoes in the ears. What is striking is that the river water is yellow.

And around the river, which is close to the edge of the sword formation diagram, there are three small swords with distinct colors, one white, one black, and one yellow.

The white sword was as transparent as ice, and there seemed to be fine bone patterns embedded on the sword spine. Pei Zitian waved it lightly, and the white sword jumped out from the sword formation diagram.

In an instant, it turned into thousands of sword shadows, each of which carried extremely terrifying icy power, hovering above Man Qian's head.

And with every inch the sword shadow pressed down, Man Qian's figure became shorter.

"what!"

Before the direct fight, Pei Zitian had already suppressed Man Qian's two most proud magical powers, and he felt extremely aggrieved!
He roared unwillingly: "If you have the guts, come and fight me head-on!"

Unexpectedly, Pei Zitian sneered and cursed, "Idiot!"

Immediately, his mind moved, his aura increased greatly, and the small black sword also flew out.

At this moment, beads of sweat appeared on Pei Zitian's forehead, as if he had reached his limit.

Unlike the white sword, the surface of the black sword was flowing with dark underworld fire, as if an endless abyss was hidden inside. Black mist was wrapped around the hilt, and touching it was like touching the void, giving people a feeling of unfathomable depth.

With one slash of the sword, the dark underworld fire condensed into a sword energy, and with a "hiss" it penetrated into Man Qian's body, which had already shrunk half way.

There were no visible wounds on his body, but hellish fire was oozing out from his seven orifices.

As if he could no longer hold on, his body instantly returned to its normal size. Seeing the white sword shadow following closely above his head, he hurriedly shouted, "I give up!"

But the white sword shadow didn't seem to intend to let him go and continued to chop down on his head.

As soon as the words fell, a short figure suddenly appeared, stretched out a rough big hand, and gently grasped it, and thousands of white sword shadows disappeared.

Man Lie turned his head and glanced at Pei Zitian with burning eyes: "I will remember you!"

He immediately turned to Yun Yichen and said, "We lost this battle."

"Haha, victory and defeat are common in the military. Maybe you can win a game tomorrow."

Yun Yichen was in a good mood as he said to his face what the other party had said yesterday.

At the same time, he looked at Pei Zitian in surprise. He had never seen such a method on the battlefield before.

This kid is hiding really deep!

Or perhaps, Pei Zitian's sword heart and clear body have been completely awakened, otherwise, he would never be able to control such a powerful sword formation.

Not many people know about the matter of spirits, but it is no secret among the top leaders of Feiyun City.

Tomorrow, it will be Chen An's turn to fight.

After returning to his residence, Chen An took out the Five Poisons Curse Soul Book as usual and "greeted" the group of people from yesterday one by one again.

The difference is that when it was Yingsha's turn, Chen An suddenly increased his strength, and the power of the curse instantly expanded several times, almost covering the entire Five Poisons Curse Soul Book.

But when the power of the curse was about to sink into the murderous aura that emerged on the pages of the book, Chen An deliberately compressed it to the extreme, and when its size returned to normal, he opened his mouth and spit out a breath of extremely pure magic power.

Then, the power of the curse shone brightly, as if it was different from before.

After doing all this, he was released and immersed in the shadowy killing aura.

After this step, on the surface it seems that the curse suffered by the other party is no different from that of other key targets, but as soon as the other party uses the strength of his body, the power of the curse will jump out and corrode the body, forming an obstacle.

A day passed quickly.

Soon, the two groups faced off again not far from the Manzang Mountain.

Before the battle, Yun Yichen repeatedly warned: "Remember, if things start to go wrong, admit defeat immediately."

Chen An smiled and said, "I'll try my best."

Looking across, Yingsha looked normal with a smile on his face, not at all like someone who had suffered several rounds of curses.

But he still looked a little tired, probably because he was tortured by the power of the curse yesterday.

When Chen An stepped forward, Yingsha stepped out and said, "I am not feeling well today, so let's postpone our fight for two days."

"We agreed to have the third match today, how can we just not play it?"

Chen An taunted at the right moment: "You barbarians are afraid of losing and can't afford to lose, right?"

"Nonsense, I am indeed not feeling well today and cannot fight. When I feel better, I will beat you to a pulp!" Yingsha said aggrievedly.

"It's not certain who will be looking for teeth on the ground."

After saying that, Chen An did not agree, but turned to look at Yun Yichen. After all, the other party was the actual commander of Feiyun City, and Chen An could not make a decision on this matter.

"I didn't expect that the barbarians who have always been fearless would actually give in." Yun Yichen saw that Yingsha's face looked normal except for a little fatigue, and didn't know what was wrong with him, so he spoke to test him.

But he could barely see that there was a slight disturbance in the aura of the shadow killer opposite him, as if there was indeed something wrong with his body.

"Hmph, it's all your human fault!" said Manlie indignantly.

"Oh? Tell me, which human fellow did the good deed. I will definitely praise him and publicize this deed when I go back." Yun Yichen asked curiously when he heard that a human fellow seemed to have taken action against the barbarians.

"If I knew who did it, I would have killed him long ago!"

After saying these harsh words, Man Lie thought to himself, it seems that Yun Yichen doesn't seem to know that the barbarians are suffering from an inexplicable curse. Could it be that it really wasn't done by humans?
"Stop talking nonsense. It's okay to postpone this battle, but you have to double the stakes. Otherwise, you will lose this battle!"

In any case, this matter is beneficial to their side, Yun Yichen took the opportunity to make a statement.

Man Lie turned around and asked in a deep voice: "How is it going? Are you sure you can win this battle in two days?"

After thinking for a while, Yingsha said, "As long as the clan sends me a secret treasure in two days to help me suppress the curse power in my body, it should be no problem to win this battle."

Hearing this, Man Lie nodded slightly and immediately responded: "Okay, I agree!"

"In that case, how about taking a day off today and fighting the fourth match tomorrow?"

"That's fine, let's take a day off."

Soon, both parties headed towards their own base camp with their own ulterior motives.

But before he had walked far, Yingsha seemed to be unable to suppress his injuries any longer, and he spurted out a mouthful of black blood.
Another day passed, and the White-haired Sword Demon and the Savage were fighting against each other.

Before the two men started fighting, Yun Yichen silently took a few steps back, seeming to be quite worried that he would be affected by the fight.

Chen An didn't understand why, but he did as he was told, and even retreated to the back of the group.

"I have met you several times on the battlefield, and I know your tactics very well. There's no need to hide anything in this battle. Let's get straight to the point." The white-haired sword demon Mu Baichen said coldly.

"That's just what I want!" Manhuang said, and his skin color gradually changed from wheat color to golden yellow.

"rise!"

With a light shout, an ice-blue sword flew out from Mu Baichen's body. A faint frost flowed on the sword's spine, as if it could freeze everything.

But this was not enough. A black sword mark slowly emerged between his eyebrows.

As if it was blessed by something, the ice-blue sword hummed softly, and countless ice-blue sword shadows poured out like a winter blizzard, and each blade contained a biting chill.

The impact on Man Qian's body even condensed into a thin layer of frost.

In an instant, the area within dozens of miles around was frozen into a sea of ​​ice and snow. Even countless cold winds howled unbridled, causing the entire frozen area to show a tendency to expand.

"Hahaha, so happy!"

A hint of red light flashed in Mu Baichen's eyes, and he released his seemingly infinite sword intent, with an uncontrollable sense of comfort on the corners of his mouth.

It’s like being constipated for a long time and suddenly one day the constipation is relieved.

Looking at the wilderness again, the "golden man" has turned into a "snowman" who is staggering and trying to escape from this snowy area.

"Just stay!" As soon as he finished speaking, the sword seal between Mu Baichen's eyebrows suddenly lit up, and a towering sword-shaped shadow slowly emerged behind him.

The sword was an interweaving of blue and purple, and was surrounded by sharp sword energy and roaring thunder, as if it was a huge sword shadow formed by the interweaving of ice and lightning.

Mu Baichen smiled lightly and shouted in his heart, "Soul Annihilation Sword!"
Immediately, a black sword shadow slashed down from the air, and even the ice and snow ocean that had just formed melted away under this sword, turning into nothingness.

Although his body was no longer bound by ice and snow, Manzhan still couldn't move under the huge sword shadow.

Fortunately, his mouth could move at this moment: "I give up!"

It was obvious that the other party had no intention of stopping. He suddenly felt hopeless and could only close his eyes and wait for death.

The next moment, the expected death did not come. When he opened his eyes, a slightly short figure came into view. He held up the sword shadow above his head with both hands and blocked it in mid-air.

Suddenly, Manhuang felt warm in his heart. At this moment, in his mind, the short figure in front of him seemed to be several times taller than the barbarian who was performing the magic of heaven and earth!
"What the hell are you still standing there for? Get out of here!" Man Lie couldn't help but swear.

"I'm leaving now"

Seeing that Manhuang had walked a little further away, Manlie withdrew and let the black sword shadow strike the ground, creating a shocking huge gully!

"At the fourth level of Refining Void, one can actually cultivate into a Dharma Image Phantom. Human cultivators are really not simple."

Manlie sighed softly and said thoughtfully.

"Hahaha, sorry, we won another game!" At this moment, Yun Yichen's proud voice rang out.

"Don't get complacent too soon, let's continue tomorrow. Let's go!"

Man Lie's face turned pale. Without saying anything more, he led the people behind him back to the Rift Valley.

"It's so well hidden!" Pei Zitian looked at Mu Baichen and complained.

"Same here, who would easily use their most powerful trick?" Mu Baichen said coldly.

After hearing this, Situ Yanran, who was standing next to them, had a frosty face. She glared at the two of them, snorted coldly, and turned away silently.

"It's incomprehensible." Pei Zitian and Mu Baichen were a little confused by her behavior.

The competition went on as scheduled.

But in this battle at the fifth level of Refining Void, an accident occurred.

Pei Wuji and the man Bao on the opposite side were both physical cultivators. They punched and kicked each other hard, and the surrounding mountains that were affected cracked one after another. They fought fiercely and it seemed that they were evenly matched overall.

The people on Chen An's side were worried, fearing that Pei Wuji would be at a disadvantage if he was not careful, and thus lose the fight.

The one who was most worried was Pei Zitian. His son won the fight, but if his father lost, he probably wouldn't have an easy time after returning home.

The father and son have been together for many years, and Pei Zitian knows his father's temper well.

On the other hand, the barbarians looked relaxed, not worried at all about the brutal men who were fighting hard.

Chen An deeply suspected that these barbarians might have some backup plan, otherwise they would not be so calm.

Not long after, when the two were fighting fiercely, the barbarian suddenly made a feint and took the opportunity to retreat a distance.

Pei Wuji was in high spirits when he missed his opponent. He felt unhappy and panted heavily, "What? Are you going to admit defeat and stop fighting?"

The barbaric man on the opposite side was also panting, with a slight smile on his face, and slowly uttered a few words: "Xiu Men, Du Mai, open!"

"What?" Pei Wuji was confused and thought he had heard it wrong.

But the next moment, he keenly noticed that his opponent's breath suddenly became long and steady, as if it had merged with the breath between heaven and earth.

Looking at myself, after such a fierce fight, my breath was a little disordered.

"Whoosh!"

Before he could react, the brutal man on the opposite side attacked again fiercely.

After receiving only one punch from the opponent, Pei Wuji's lower body became unstable and he retreated a hundred feet, while Manbao on the opposite side only retreated fifty feet. The difference in strength was immediately apparent.

"Come again!"

Pei Wuji refused to admit defeat and attacked again.

However, as time went by and after the fierce fight, his strength gradually declined, he was covered in bruises and looked in a miserable state.

The brutal aura lingered, as if there was still a lot of strength left.

"I admit defeat!"

Pei Wuji stretched out his left hand, made a "stop" gesture and said, admitting defeat unwillingly.

Yun Yichen, Chen An and others behind him saw clearly that Pei Wuji's loss in this battle was not unfair.

In any case, they had not imagined that only a short time after the Barbarians' Eight Gates Divine Vein Art was re-emerged, a powerful barbarian would have already cultivated the second gate!

After opening the second gate, Xiumen, the cultivator's breath will become long and stable, his mental state will reach the best, his thinking will be agile and his reaction will be quick, and the efficiency of utilizing his physical strength will also be improved to a certain extent.

To put it simply, it means making the most of your own strength, saving energy, and lasting longer.

"Don't look so sad. You're so old, but you still can't afford to lose like the young ones!" Yun Yichen comforted him indifferently.

"That's right, you've done your best." Pei Zitian also stepped forward to comfort his father.

"Do you think you can teach me a lesson just by winning a game?" Pei Wuji looked at his son with eyes wide open.

"I don't have any."

"No matter who wins or loses, I am still your father!"

After scolding Pei Zitian, Pei Wuji's unhappiness faded away, and he turned to look at Chen An: "Two wins and two losses, the last game depends on you."

"Winning or losing is not important. As long as we can hold on for these few days and find some spiritual medicine to refine a batch of Yanbingrongling Pills, we will fight back!" Yun Yichen took it lightly.

"No matter what, please rest assured, I will do my best tomorrow!"

Seeing that these two people seemed to be worried about him, Chen An could only make such a promise.

"It was a sure win, but something unexpected happened."

"Why don't we hold our ground tomorrow and wait for the army to be ready, then attack directly."

"No, if the barbarians get angry, they will definitely attack."

Amidst a flurry of discussion, the group returned to the Manzang Mountain.

Chen An stayed alone in his residence, quietly adjusting his state to face tomorrow's battle.

What others didn't know was that after the breakup, Yun Yichen called Pei Wuji over alone and said worriedly, "After this battle, we must be on guard against the barbarians."

"You mean the barbarians' recent mysterious actions?"

Pei Wuji asked. Recently, the barbarians have been active and behaving mysteriously, but they have done a good job of keeping secrets, and they have not found out too much information. They only vaguely know that the barbarians seem to be building some powerful formation.

Yun Yichen nodded and said, "That's right, but no matter what, it's definitely a good idea to reinforce the formation of the Barbarian Burial Mountain."

The barbarian tribe.

The shadow killer held a pure white jade talisman, which was engraved with dense runes, emitting a faint glow and exuding a comfortable coolness.

"Pure Jade Talisman!"

Touching the round and cold jade talisman in his hand, Yingsha finally let go of the worry in his heart.

This is a sixth-level treasure in the Shadow Barbarians’ treasury, called the Pure Jade Talisman.

This talisman is neither made of gold nor jade. It was placed in the treasury by a senior from the Shadow Barbarian tribe in an unknown year.

Its function is to protect the body, suppress and even purify various powerful negative forces. However, over the years, no one in the tribe has ever suffered from this situation, so no one has used it.

This time, he suffered an inexplicable curse, so he begged the Shadow Barbarian King to send this treasure to him.

Immediately, Yingsha's mind moved, and the jade talisman released pure white light, which shot into his body and directly penetrated the power of the curse deep inside.

Under the rays of the sunset glow, a trace of curse power instantly melted the ice and snow, turning into a puff of black smoke and disappearing into nothingness.

"At this rate, I'm afraid it won't take a few days to completely get rid of the curse."

Yingsha said happily, although he couldn't completely refine it in just one day, at least he could suppress it a little and exert his strength normally so as not to lose the fight due to a great reduction in strength.

But before he could be happy for long, an even crazier curse power suddenly surged out from deep within his body, not only filling up the slight gap left by the previous refining, but also becoming more and more intense, and the situation was even worse than before.

It had already spread to most of the dantian.

If it is allowed to spread to the meridians and internal organs, it will be extremely difficult to eradicate it.

Yingsha refused to believe it and with a look of madness in his eyes, he tried his best to activate the Pure Jade Talisman. After some work, he managed to refine half of the power of the curse.

I thought it was stable this time.

But suddenly, the power of the curse expanded again, almost filling his entire dantian.

"How. How could this be?!"

Seeing this situation, Yingsha's face turned pale and he groaned in his heart. Could it be that this treasure had lost its spirituality over the years and had a counterproductive effect?

In desperation, he smiled miserably without knowing why, and threw the Jade Talisman in his hand away fiercely.

(End of this chapter)