Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

Chapter 910 Demon Butterfly King

"Yunchuan is mighty!" At this time, the audience was in an uproar, shouting loudly, and the sound waves reached the sky.

I originally thought that Yunchuan's claim of taking on seven alone was just a joke, but I didn't expect that he was about to do it, and he was crushing everyone all the way, becoming truly invincible.

The next person to come on stage was Weiwei. She was wearing a snow-white long dress and landed on the platform like a butterfly. The breeze blew her long dress, instantly outlining her proud curves. She stroked a strand of black hair on her forehead with her delicate hand, looking very elegant.

"Come on, Senior Sister Weiwei!" All the senior and junior brothers of Xuantian Sect shouted with red faces, and some disciples even shouted "I love you" enthusiastically.

It can be seen that Weiwei is very popular among male disciples in Xuantian Sect. She is like a goddess. Unfortunately, she was deflowered by Lu Hao in advance.

"It turns out that the one coming up is a beautiful girl with smooth skin. Don't get beaten to tears later!" Yunchuan glanced with his dark eyes and couldn't help laughing and teasing.

Weiwei was elegant and didn't say anything. Instead, she took out a long jade flute, placed it next to her delicate and tempting red lips and started to play it. The sound of the flute was melodious and like the sound of nature, which seemed to make people want to fall asleep.

The next moment, many monks widened their eyes with expressions of disbelief. The original martial arts training ground had turned into a dense jungle. The surrounding mountains were rolling, and there were waterfalls and springs. It had become a paradise.

"This illusion is so powerful." The red dragon couldn't help but sigh when he saw the dense jungle below.

"She is not only good at illusion, but also plays the flute well. Look, many weak monks in the audience have fallen into a deep sleep." Sect Leader Wang let out a sigh.

"It turns out that this woman is good at illusion and flute playing!" Lu Hao narrowed his eyes and murmured softly as he looked at the graceful woman in the field.

Yunchuan in the field kept shaking his head. Affected by the sound of the flute, he felt sleepy. He could hardly open his eyes and his steps were staggering.

"Heart-Clearing Mantra!" Yunchuan recited a spell, and then he felt the sleepiness gradually dissipate.

Weiwei was a little surprised that the other party could still stay awake in the midst of the flute music. She played the flute again, and suddenly the sound of the flute was no longer like a spring breeze, but became murderous.

Amid the sound of the flute, a crack appeared in the air, and a large number of colorful butterflies flew out of it. Each of these butterflies was as big as a millstone, and their wings were as thin as a knife blade, flashing a cold metallic light in the sunlight. Every vibration of their wings would bring about circles of energy ripples.

"Oh my God, these are the Sky-Splitting Demon Butterflies that are among the top 20 spiritual beasts, and there are so many of them." A cultivator couldn't help but exclaimed.

The Sky-Splitting Demonic Butterfly was like an arrow shot from a bow, carrying colorful light and rushing towards Yunchuan. Wherever it passed, the air was torn apart, making a sharp sound.

"Eight Diagrams Soft Fist" Yunchuan took a stance, and suddenly a Eight Diagrams figure appeared where he was standing. The Yin-Yang fish were connected head to tail and slowly rotated. No matter which direction these magic butterflies attacked from, they were blocked by his palm.

But there were too many of these demonic butterflies, and they soon overwhelmed him like a tide. Yunchuan felt like he was trapped in a vast ocean of butterflies.

"I didn't expect Senior Sister Weiwei to be so strong!" Lu Hao couldn't help but say when he saw Yunchuan's figure was almost submerged by the magic butterfly.

"Yeah!" Fairy Mengdie nodded slightly. As long as Weiwei did not come into contact with Yunchuan, she could use the Sky-Splitting Demon Butterfly to drag the opponent to death.

"Thirty-six Heavenly Palms!" Yunchuan shouted softly, and the speed of his palm strikes became faster and faster, leaving behind dazzling afterimages. One after another, the Sky-Splitting Demonic Butterflies were beaten to ashes.

However, the Sky-Splitting Demonic Butterflies seemed endless and kept swarming in.

"Seventy-two Tiangang Palms!" Yunchuan's palms burst out with powerful light, as bright as two small suns rising into the sky. He sent out seventy-two palms in an instant, and the palm winds swept across a large area wherever they passed. He actually resisted the army of demon butterflies with his own strength.

"This kid Yunchuan is really amazing. He can strike out so many palms in an instant. However, there are too many magic butterflies. It will still not be enough in the long run." A cultivator said softly.

"That's true, unless he has cultivated the 108 Tiangang Palms. However, this palm is extremely difficult to cultivate. Without four or five years of study, it is impossible to cultivate it successfully." The leader of Daluo Sect said softly.

"This kid is at most a hundred years old. He is already a genius for being able to cultivate the 72 Tiangang Palms. But he can forget about the 108 palms." The head of another sect also nodded in admiration.

"You mean Yunchuan will lose!" Lu Hao asked softly.

"If nothing unexpected happens, Weiwei will be able to slowly wear Yunchuan down with this move." Daoxuan also spoke at this time. He felt a little sorry for Yunchuan's defeat.

"Really?" A strange smile appeared on Chilong's lips.

"One Hundred and Eight Tiangang Palms!" The next moment, Yunchuan shouted out a move that everyone thought he could not successfully practice at his age.

Every time Yunchuan slapped his palm, there were 108 afterimages. It was so powerful that a large number of the surrounding magic butterflies fell. He actually cleared a passage with great force and killed Weiwei directly.

"Demon Butterfly King, show yourself to me!" Weiwei's face changed drastically when she saw Yunchuan coming towards her. She knew that the opponent's body was very strong, and she would definitely be defeated once he got close to her.

As the sound of Weiwei's flute suddenly became sharp and filled with strong murderous intent, the countless Sky-Splitting Demonic Butterflies continued to devour and merge together.

The next moment, a giant Demon Butterfly King several dozen meters tall slowly emerged. Its giant wings were covered with mysterious tadpole-like runes, and its body was surrounded by black magic light, giving people a huge sense of oppression.

"A slash to split the sky!" Weiwei shouted softly, and in an instant, the Demon Butterfly King gently waved its huge wings, and a black blade of light appeared. It seemed that it could cut everything in the world, and the blade of light slashed forward at an extremely fast speed.

"Jade Body Protection Technique!" A golden light shield appeared on the surface of Yunchuan's body, and above the light shield, an ancient Buddha was vaguely sitting cross-legged. It was obvious that he had used the absolute defense again.

The light blade hit it hard, causing a dazzling light to burst out, and the surrounding smoke and dust rose into the sky.

As the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, the next moment everyone's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief.

"How is it possible that I can't even break through the opponent's defense!" Weiwei's beautiful eyes widened and her bright red lips opened wide.

"Puff!" Yunchuan appeared in front of the Demon Butterfly King in a flash. Runes suddenly covered his arms, and he punched through the Demon Butterfly King's stomach.

"Roar!" The Demon Butterfly King screamed, and a large amount of blood and broken internal organs gushed out of his stomach, and he fell to the ground.

Then Yunchuan's body turned into a stream of light and instantly appeared in front of Weiwei. He slapped her twice and kicked her hard in the stomach.

Weiwei fell down under the ring, holding her stomach and coughing up blood. The glaring blood flowed down her snow-white skirt and all over the ground, which was extremely sad and beautiful.

When everyone in Xuantian Sect saw their most respected senior sister being beaten, their eyes turned red and they were filled with anger, but they could do nothing.

This kind of frustration made many passionate disciples of Xuantian Sect shed tears. They had never suffered such a great humiliation.

"I told you to follow me but you didn't listen. Instead, you liked Hao Jian. You see, Hao Jian only knows how to hide in the crowd. In the end, I am the only one who can avenge you." Mu Feng walked up to her and stretched out his hand to pull her up.

"I don't need you to worry about me." Weiwei looked at Lu Hao with her beautiful eyes sadly, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and stood up staggeringly. However, she almost fainted before she took two steps.

Lu Hao suddenly stood up, pointed at Yun Chuan and roared, "You dare to hit me, even though I'm as close as Guan Yu and Bao Bao!"