With the sword light flashing, a trace of solemnity finally appeared on the face of the leader of the Flowing Fire Bandits.
He raised a hand and slapped forward fiercely, a ball of light suddenly appearing in his palm, faintly accompanied by the sound of chanting.
The next moment, with a 'clang', as if a great bell had been struck.
In a flash, the sword light shattered, and Ji Yuan's figure fell out from it, immediately retreating without hesitation.
Almost at the same time, a bronze bell the size of a palm flew out from the ball of light, instantly growing to about ten feet in size, its nine layers of restrictions revealed.
As the heavy bell chime rang out, waves of sound swept in all directions.
Seeing this, Ji Yuan's expression immediately sank, and he continuously swung his long sword, unleashing one dazzling sword light after another.
However, these sword lights, under the sweep of the sound waves, collapsed instantly. Even though the magic power contained within them erupted, they ultimately vanished within the sound of the bell.
In just a blink of an eye, Ji Yuan was affected by the bell sounds. Under these waves of sound, despite his physique being comparable to that of a martial artist of the same realm, he still suffered heavy injuries!
He was like being struck by a giant battering ram, sent flying backward for more than ten feet, directly crashing onto the ground with a loud thud that kicked up a cloud of dust.
Following this, the third leader of the Flowing Fire Bandits broke through the air, reaching out and grabbing the crimson bead in front of him, and fiercely threw it downwards!
Like a meteor burning with flames, it fell rapidly from the sky and then slammed heavily onto the mountain!
Rumble!!
In an instant, deafening roars echoed through the heavens and earth, and the entire Jiulang Mountain trembled violently.
At the same time, surging pillars of fire shot into the sky, the terrifying heat sufficient to melt and destroy inferior magic artifacts.
Seeing this, the third leader smiled, confident that any cultivator of the same realm, if struck by his life-bound magic artifact in this manner, would have no chance of survival!
However, in the very next moment, his expression suddenly changed, and without thinking, he attempted to teleport away.
But he was ultimately a step too late. As soon as this thought arose in his mind, he felt the threat of death.
Puff!!!
A seemingly ordinary sword light appeared, neither brilliant nor dazzling, it flashed and was gone, as if it had never existed in the world.
Yet, this utterly unremarkable sword light, had brutally severed one of the Flowing Fire Bandit's third leader's arms!
Blood splashed in the air, vanishing with a flash of red light, and then the arm, still wearing a metal gauntlet, fell powerlessly to the ground below.
The scarlet blood spilled onto the ground, emitting a scorching heat, like magma from a volcano, easily igniting a patch of grass.
"Ah!"
The third leader was stunned for a brief moment, then roared, "I will kill you!"
He abruptly turned around and fiercely smashed out a fist, surging crimson flames roaring out, engulfing the space in front of him with the palm print.
Under his full-power strike, and by urging his magic artifact without regard for its wear and tear, even the void seemed to be ignited. The scorching aura felt like it could incinerate all things.
However, as this punch was thrown, he finally sensed that the enemy hidden in the void had suddenly disappeared, as if it had teleported away.
Undoubtedly, his full-power strike missed its mark. Even though it caved in the void and enveloped an area of the world with scorching flames, it caused no harm to the opponent.
"Second sister!"
The third leader roared, then quickly retreated.
Anger flashed across his face, but his eyes were clear, and he was not, as he appeared, consumed by rage.
Clearly, his previous display was merely a ruse, intended to repel the enemy and make them believe he was going all out, unwilling to face him head-on in such a state.
As his words fell, fierce auras suddenly erupted from the void, accompanied by the constant sound of metal clashing.
Faintly visible, sparks would occasionally fly in this world, piercing the void that even ordinary cultivators of the third realm could not shake.
The leader of the Flowing Fire Bandits' eyes flashed with killing intent. After sensing for a long time, he suddenly struck the bronze bell with a palm.
Then, the bell body, about ten feet in size, was seen to plunge into the void.
The heavy bell chime rang out again, and in just a moment, Ji Yuan's figure fell out of the void.
Following him was a long saber radiating killing intent, aimed directly at his forehead!
The saber had not yet arrived, but its fierce aura had already reached him, drawing a bloodstain on his forehead, from which a drop of warm blood emerged.
Seeing this, Ji Yuan's eyes flashed with intense light. Without hesitation, he formed a hand seal with one hand, actually opening the Zifu gate beneath his brow!
A sound like a long river surging forth, immediately resounded throughout this world.
Sensing the crisis, the second leader of the Flowing Fire Bandits immediately intended to retract his saber and once again vanish into the void, thereby evading the attack his opponent was about to unleash.
However, at this very moment, a nine-story pagoda, only a few inches in size, suddenly appeared above the two. Layers of clear light descended, completely sealing the void of this world!
In an instant, the second leader's pupils contracted. The aura of death had completely enveloped him!
The next moment, a river of sword energy, gathered from Ji Yuan's Zifu gate, rushed out and instantly engulfed the second leader in front of him!
"Second sister!"
"Second sister!"
The leader and the third leader exclaimed in unison, rushing forward with all their might as if mad.
The former even struck out with a palm, sending the Xuan Tian Spirit Devouring Pagoda flying.
The latter also summoned his life-bound magic artifact and, at the cost of draining his true essence, fiercely struck at the enemy not far away.
Seeing this, Ji Yuan let out a cold snort. With a mere thought, his entire being transformed into countless strands of sword energy, merging into the river of sword energy before him.
Regardless of the bronze bell vibrating or the crimson bead falling, stirring up waves of scorching flames.
Even though the countless sword energies were shattered by the powerful forces, they could instantly re-form and surge forward majestically.
"No!"
The third leader of the Flowing Fire Bandits' eyes widened in disbelief as he stared blankly ahead.
Where the river of sword energy had surged, the aura of the second leader could no longer be sensed. Their karma connection in the netherworld had also silently broken.
Whoosh!
Twenty feet away, the river of sword energy converged into a single point and finally flowed into Ji Yuan's forehead as he revealed his figure.
Before him, a storage magic artifact appeared, along with several magic treasures and artifacts.
Among them was that sharp long saber.
Engulfed by the river of sword energy, even the powerful second leader of the Flowing Fire Bandits, despite wearing protective magic artifacts, was wiped out without suspense, leaving no trace in the world!