Shi Feiyang pondered for a moment, took out the Heavenly Demon Immortal Slaying Sword, held it in his hand, and while stroking the sword's spine with his hand, he said with a smile, "You too deserve to have your own luck, go on, this time you can indulge yourself to the fullest." He didn't wait for the Sword Spirit to respond before he flung the sword away.

Jiang Xiaotie was kneeling in front of the archway looking up at the mountain when suddenly, he saw a red light gliding down the colorful staircase, hovering right in front of him.

Shi Feiyang told him, "Take this sword, the four targets you must kill are specified, you just need to throw it with your hand, and whatever happens afterward, you should not care, nor should you approach this sword again."

Jiang Xiaotie saw the sword had an odd shape, especially the blade that seemed like iron but not iron, as if it were made of jade, with a layer of transparent "glaze" on the surface through which he could see red mist churning and what seemed like blood flowing.

He didn't know what was happening, but the moment he laid eyes on this sword, he fell deeply in love with it. Reaching out to grab the hilt, a warm current flowed into his arm, spreading throughout his body, making him feel as if the sword was part of him. He was filled with boundless ambition, feeling that with this sword in hand, he feared no one in heaven or earth. It made him believe that he could kill anyone who stood in his way, even if it were the Buddha himself!

He bowed in gratitude to Shi Feiyang, then got up, grasping the Flying Sword, soaring high into the sky, and flew toward Xi'an.

Arriving outside Xi'an City, above Ba Qiao Temple, there were even darker clouds than when he left, with Black Flame billowing. The four evil Divine Monarchs occupied the four directions, each holding a small flag, performing Spells, continuously intensifying the Big Fire, intending to burn everyone inside along with the entire Daoist Temple to ashes!

More than ten Sword Immortals from the Snow Mountain Sect were watching from a distance. They had attacked several times but failed to defeat the four Demon Humans, and some had been poisoned by the fire, sent back to the west of the city to recover.

Seeing Jiang Xiaotie returning, these people hurried over to greet him, "Xiaotie, how did it go? Did you find reinforcements?"

Jiang Xiaotie took the Heavenly Demon Immortal Slaying Sword, "I didn't find reinforcements, but I did find this Divine Sword!"

Everyone crowded in close to look, finding the sword unusually styled but noticing nothing else. However, one of them, a former Jianghu Knight who had joined the Snow Mountain Sect after participating in the Yellow Mountain sword-fighting competition and had just forged an Immortal Sword, exclaimed in astonishment, "This is the Immortal Slaying Sword!"

Others in the Snow Mountain Sect also knew of the Immortal Slaying Sword, but only he had actually seen it. They all moved in closer to observe.

Jiang Xiaotie held the Demon Sword, aiming it forward, locking in his mind the four enemies. After uttering a brief prayer, without even needing to throw it, the sword impatiently shot out!

The Demon Sword turned into a pale red, blood-colored rainbow, bending and shooting toward the nearest enemy.

The four evil Divine Monarchs of Yangjiao Ridge were infamous, also top figures among the heterodox practitioners. In previous years, causing chaos in the Central Plains colluding with the six Divine Monarchs of Zhongtiao Mountain, they were expelled by Master Changmei. Five of the Zhongtiao Mountain Divine Monarchs were slain, with only the Red Dawn Divine Monarch, Bing Rong, escaping and going into hiding, disappearing without a trace. The four brothers fled to the Heaven Mountain region and laid low for many years.

Originally, they battled Fairy Han Qiong, the master of Wei Fengniang, and Guang Hui, driving them away and taking over their abode, cultivating in seclusion for years, mastering numerous Spells. Enticed by someone's provocation, they seized the moment of the Emei Sect's declining fortune to journey to the Central Plains for revenge. Hearing about treasures in Ba Qiao Temple, they came to grab them.

The four brothers stood in the north, south, east, and west directions, with the third brother stationed in the north, impulsive and vicious. Resolved in his heart, he planned to turn Ba Qiao Temple to ashes before slaughtering all the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect as well!

He kept waving the small flag, unleashing a thousand strands of Black Flame. All of a sudden, he noticed a streak of blood light flying from the crowd, with the momentum of an extremely vicious Demon Sword!

He quickly released his own Flying Sword, spouting True Qi, transforming it into a twenty-yard-long ray of darkness to confront the incoming blade.

Under normal circumstances, an enemy's Flying Sword left unattended, and his own being continuously empowered with True Qi, there's no way the enemy's Flying Sword, however good, could best his. Instead, it would likely be captured by his overwhelming power.

He indeed recognized the rareness of the sword and desired to take it for himself. When the two swords collided, his Black Sword wrapped with Black Flame lost some of its fierceness. He sunk his hand and bellowed, "Great sword!" Far from panicked, he was even more delighted, thinking if he could take it, he could easily use it to slay the descendants of Changmei Ren Shou as if cutting chickens and ducks!

As the two swords engaged, they fought for a while and he found the True Qi attached to his sword being continuously absorbed by the other. Once the True Qi on his sword dissipated, the sword itself would start to crumble.

Elated by this, he resolved to snatch the sword, spewing several bursts of True Qi, left hand forming signals for Sword Control, right hand pulling out a Magical Treasure, and cast it into the sky.

He summoned a net, normally compacted to the size of a fist, when expanded could cover an area of several miles. Made up of hair-like strands of black silk burning with clusters of Black Flame.

This treasure was malicious. Once an opponent's Flying Sword Magical Treasure was caught in the net and the Black Flame burned it, it would be tainted, losing its spiritual effect. If a Sword Immortal got trapped inside, the Black Flame wouldn't need to burn them direct; just roasting them from a distance would drain their vital spiritual energy, turning them to dust!

When he cast the net, the Heavenly Demon Immortal Slaying Sword was trapped inside, struggling like a fish in a net, frantically trying to escape eastwards but blocked by the net. As it attempted to fly westward, it was completely enveloped and yanked back.

"Ha ha ha, my treasure, from now on you belong to me!" he laughed uproariously as he gathered the net, waiting for the Demon Sword to fall before him. As he was about to examine it closely, the sword's Demon Light burst forth, piercing through several layers of the fire net, then it thrust into his chest and shot out from his back.

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