The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix

A bloody demonic aura hovered over the Heavenly Sorrow City, forming the outline of a huge snake pupil like a new sun, stirring up the demonic energy of heaven and earth and causing a violent storm.

Ye Anping stepped on the flying sword, looked back at the huge snake pupil in the sky, and calculated the time in his mind before he continued to rush toward the south of the city with the two Nascent Soul demonic cultivators he had taken from Gong Yimo.

The six guardians that Gong Yue left for Gong Yimo were not easy to deal with.

Among the two people he named before, one, who had a sword mark on his face and a physique that was extremely in line with Yun Jiujiu's aesthetics, was named "Wei Fa", and was a Physical cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage. The other was a crazy old man named "Lu Wuyi", a Dharma cultivator, also in the Nascent Soul stage.

These two people were the elite bosses of Heavenly Sorrow City in the game. They were the chief disciples that Gong Yue had spent a lot of money to dig from the Hundred Pillars Sect and the Luminescent Sect in the Eastern Region.

If these two people were not sent away from Gong Yimo, it would be difficult for him and Gu Mingxin to deal with six people at the same time.

Now that the fighting force had been dispersed, it was not a big problem for Gu Mingxin to deal with the four people left with Gong Yimo.

Roar—!!

With a roar that shook the city and a flick of its tail, the golden dragon uprooted several buildings below the city gate, blasting them into the air and turning them into rubble.

Then, several golden sword lights rose from the bottom to the top, and more city guards in the Core Formation stage were killed by a white shadow.

Seeing the girl with silver hair holding a sword, Wei Fa's eyes were full of disdain. He glanced at Ye Anping in front and Lu Wuyi beside him and said, "Elder Lu and Elder Liang, go deal with the golden dragon and leave the silver-haired girl to me." 

Lu Wuyi raised his hand and stroked his beard lightly, smiling. "I have no objection. I am old and don't want to fight with Sword cultivators."

Ye Anping looked sideways and replied calmly, "I am also a Sword cultivator, so I will deal with the Sword cultivator girl with Elder Wei." 

Wei Fa was disdainful of Ye Anping's strength, and his mouth twitched. "Then, don't get in my way, otherwise my fist won't..." 

Before he finished speaking, Ye Anping clenched the "Bai Yue" in his hand, jumped off the flying sword in one step, and used the body control technique to go straight to Feng Yu Die who was killing the Southern Gate city guards. 

Behind him, Wei Fa was stunned when he saw him move so fast, but he didn't say much and chased after him. Lu Wuyi stopped the flying sword and looked at the golden dragon with a length of one hundred feet.

"Holy Emperor Dragon Body, huh..."

With a cold laugh, Lu Wuyi flicked his sleeves slightly, and several demonic lights spread out from his chest and condensed into countless red magic spears behind him, shooting toward the golden dragon's head.

… … 

Above the city wall, Feng Yu Die easily cut off the two Core Formation-stage demonic cultivators in front of her with one strike. Seeing another group of people surrounding her, she felt a little annoyed and immediately prepared to twist the sword and kill the surrounding demonic cultivators like before.

However, at this time...

Boom boom---

Countless demonic lights hit the side of the golden dragon's head in a dazzling explosion.

The golden dragon was shaken by this demonic spell and lost its balance, but since it was immortal anyway, Feng Yu Die was not worried. Instead, she immediately took the time to look in the direction the demonic lights were coming from.

What she saw was a crazy old man floating in the air, who seemed to be a Nascent Soul-stage Dharma cultivator.

Ye Anping had warned her before that once the golden dragon was summoned, there would definitely be Nascent Soul cultivators rushing over. If she didn't delay too long, she could kill them one by one and maintain the number of Nascent Soul-stage cultivators under two at a time.

Otherwise, if she faced three Nascent Soul demonic cultivators alone, she would inevitably fall into a passive position.

Feng Yu Die breathed a sigh of relief and no longer cared about the Core Formation demonic cultivators surrounding her. She swung her sword to cut off the two who were blocking her way, and then prepared to go up to help the dragon deal with the crazy old man.

At this time.

"Yu Die! Above you!!" 

Xiao Tian, who was beside her, helping her to keep an eye on the movements of the demonic cultivators, shouted loudly.

Feng Yu Die heard this and raised her sword above her head without hesitation.

Ding—

A black shadow landed on top of her head like a meteorite. With a vertical strike, it directly landed on her sword above Feng Yu Die's head. The force was so strong that she gritted her teeth and bent her knees slightly. The stone bricks cracked under her feet, creating a small pit.

Boom—

The light exploded, blowing away several Core Formation-stage demonic cultivators on the city wall.

Feng Yu Die gritted her teeth slightly, thinking that a Physical cultivator with great strength like Yun Jiujiu had come, and she immediately prepared to use some tricks to force the person who pressed on her sword to back off. However, as soon as she raised her head, the calmness in her golden eyes turned into confusion.

"Young Master Ye..."

"Anping?!"

Xiao Tian and Feng Yu Die didn't understand why Ye Anping suddenly appeared waving his sword at them, but Ye Anping just rolled his eyes and hinted at the side while shouting, "Die!"

Feng Yu Die immediately understood that she should cooperate, and there was probably someone who had slipped behind her.

Although Xiao Tian froze for a split second because of Ye Anping's sudden arrival, she soon came back to her senses, and seeing that a Nascent Soul Physical cultivator had almost reached behind her, she immediately shouted, "Ah... Yu Die, behind you!!!"

In this situation of being sandwiched between two sides, dealing with one person would inevitably expose your back to the other person.

Feng Yu Die took back her sword and turned around without thinking.

Buzz—

A fist covered with scars had reached in front of her nose, and the wind brought by it blew her bangs upward like a sunflower, revealing her large forehead.

Feng Yu Die quickly turned her head to avoid it, and then found a gap and slashed at Wei Fa's waist with her sword.

Seeing that he could not avoid it, Wei Fa immediately raised his right foot, retracted his right fist, and clamped Feng Yu Die's sword with his elbow and knee in the middle.

"Hmph..."

Wei Fa looked in silence at Ye Anping who was behind Feng Yu Die at the moment. Seeing that his sword had reached the side of Feng Yu Die's neck, he felt that it was over.

Now, Feng Yu Die's sword was clamped by his elbow and knee. Without the sword, a Sword cultivator was almost no threat. Even if Feng Yu Die let go of the hilt of the sword to avoid "Liang Daliu's" sword strike, they would take the initiative afterward.

However, just when the spiritual sword in Ye Anping's hand was about to touch Feng Yu Die's neck… 

Buzz—

The blade trembled slightly, and then unexpectedly turned from a slash to a forward thrust, brushing Feng Yu Die's cheek and coming straight toward his brow.

Wei Fa's eyes were suddenly filled with surprise. He didn't understand why "Liang Daliu"'s sword suddenly came toward him, but he reacted quickly.

Just like Feng Yu Die turned her head to avoid his fist, Wei Fa also turned his head to avoid Ye Anping's strange stab.

"You?!"

While Wei Fa was still in shock, Ye Anping and Feng Yu Die simultaneously released the hilts of their respective swords.

"Bai Yue" that passed by Wei Fa's ear was caught by Feng Yu Die and taken back, and Ye Anping also leaned over between Wei Fa and Feng Yu Die and grabbed the sword that was clamped by Wei Fa's elbow and knee.

Whoosh—

The Nine Heavens Sword Art and the Questioning Sword Art. The two sword arts seemed to merge into one.

In just a moment, six diffused sword lights appeared between the three people who were entangled together, easily cutting the stone bricks on the ground and several Core Formation-stage demonic cultivators on both sides.

Swish—

Fresh blood sprayed out. Wei Fa's claws dug into the ground, leaving five-finger grooves several hundred feet long on the bricks below the city wall before he leaned over and barely stopped.

"Hiss—"

Wei Fa slowly straightened up, and his left shoulder fell to the ground in a bloody mess.

He looked at his bleeding shoulder, then raised his head and glared at the two people standing ten feet away with swords in their hands. His eyes slightly narrowed. "Elder Liang? What is the meaning of this..."

Ye Anping raised the sword in his hand that Feng Yu Die had taken from Xiao Yunluo, then pointed at Wei Fa, protecting Feng Yu Die behind him. "As you can see, this girl is mine."

"..."

Wei Fa's eyes were calm, and he was not moved at all by the fact that his left hand was cut off by Feng Yu Die.

Meanwhile, Lu Wuyi, who was fighting with the golden dragon a little further away, had already used his demonic spell. A blood-red thunder fell from the sky, completely wrapping the golden dragon in it.

Roar—

The golden dragon's roar was deafening.

At this moment, the dragon had to bear the siege of hundreds of Core Formation-stage city defenders and endure Lu Wuyi's demonic spell. It was almost at its limit. After Xiao Tian received the dragon's voice transmission, she hurriedly reminded him, "Anping! Lao Jiu can't bear it anymore…"

"Huh..."

Ye Anping let out a long breath and moved his eyes from the golden dragon back to Wei Fa.

And Wei Fa did the same, moving his eyes back to Ye Anping and Feng Yu Die standing sideways behind him. He took a deep breath and then stepped forward.

"Heh... Then, I'll finish you both!"

Wei Fa's eyes were bloodshot as a strong bloody aura suddenly burst out from his body. Then, his figure flashed, and he came to Ye Anping with brute force, swinging his fist at his face.

The speed was so horrifying that Wei Fa's figure and fist were a little blurry in Ye Anping's eyes.

The physical cultivation of the Nascent Soul stage was very similar to Yun Jiujiu's sword tactics, which emphasized a power that sent bricks flying, but compared with Yun Jiujiu, his strength and speed were even higher.

This punch did not contain any skills; it was just a very simple punch.

But it concentrated all the demonic blood of Wei Fa's Nascent Soul, and Ye Anping did not dare to risk blocking it with his body like he did when he fought Wu Tianci in the Northern Region before.

However, if he did not take a risk, who knew how long he and Feng Yu Die would have to fight to deal with these two people?

Ye Anping made up his mind in a moment and raised the sword to block the fist wind.

Ding—

The collision between flesh and iron actually caused a burst of sparks.

The sword that Feng Yu Die took from Xiao Yunluo was broken into pieces by the fist wind without surprise.

The unobstructed punch hit Ye Anping's abdominal muscles directly.

"Heh... You overestimate your ability! Heh--!"

Radiating a murderous aura, Wei Fa stomped and rushed forward, his force bursting Ye Anping's clothes on his back.

Xiao Tian was shocked. "Ah? Anping?!!"

But the next moment, Ye Anping gritted his teeth and twisted his fists on his belly with both hands, his eyes wide open. "Yu Die…"

Wei Fa wanted to punch him away directly, but when he saw that his feet only slid back ten inches after his punch, he was also shocked.

"You!!"

He knew that the white-haired girl would definitely take this opportunity to go behind him and behead him with her sword.

But he didn't expect that "Liang Daliu" was so tough. Although he shook Ye Anping off immediately after the attack, the gap of just a moment was enough for Feng Yu Die to swing her sword.

The moment Wei Fa turned around, a sword light flashed across his right shoulder.

Feng Yu Die frowned. After cutting off Wei Fa's right arm, the "Bai Yue" in her hand did not stop. In three breaths, dozens of sword lights were drawn, and each one fell on his vitals.

Swish—

When Feng Yu Die put away her sword, Wei Fa's body was as if it had been sifted through a fishing net, and it immediately broke into pieces and scattered.

Ye Anping bit his bloodied teeth and took a deep breath. He took out a talisman from the storage bag, threw it on the ground, and then turned his head to look at Lu Wuyi who was still fighting with the golden dragon.

Lu Wuyi didn't seem to notice what happened on their side.

"Yu Die!"

After calling out, Ye Anping took out seven spare spiritual swords from his storage bag and pointed his sword finger at his chest, mobilizing his spiritual energy.

The seven spiritual swords suddenly seemed to have intelligence as they gathered behind him, fanned out like a peacock's tail, and then flew out from behind him, shooting toward Lu Wuyi in the sky.

Feng Yu Die saw that Ye Anping's mouth was full of blood. Although she was worried, she did not freeze. She immediately stepped on a spiritual sword and flew to Lu Wuyi with the help of Ye Anping's sword control technique.

"Heh... that's it."

Lu Wuyi, who was suspended in the air with the body control technique, looked in disdain at the golden dragon whose scales had lost their vibrant golden color. When he caught a glimpse of a white light coming from the left, he looked over and saw Feng Yu Die almost in front of him.

"Hmm?"

Lu Wuyi immediately formed a hand-seal and condensed his demonic spirit into a spiritual shield.

Ding—

Ye Anping's seven spiritual swords collided with his demonic spirit shield, and a circular spiritual light burst out, directly cutting the city gate tower in half.

While Lu Wuyi was still wondering why Liang Daliu and Wei Fa both failed, the "Bai Yue" in Feng Yu Die's hand easily cut open his protective spiritual shield.

Swish—

The golden light fell on his right shoulder and then slashed down diagonally from his left waist.

"What..."

Before he could react to what happened, Feng Yu Die turned around and swung the sword again, slashing in from his right waist and out from his left shoulder. Two golden spiritual sword lights printed an "X" on his body, and then cracked it.

Lu Wuyi's Nascent Soul left his body immediately, ready to escape.

However, the next moment, a spiritual sword shot from the direction of the city wall, and after cutting off a strand of Feng Yu Die's silver hair, it pierced his core accurately. With a parabola, it nailed it into the middle of the street.

After seeing this, Ye Anping immediately asked Xiao Tian, who was beside him. "Xiao Tian..."

Xiao Tian checked him with her spiritual sense and responded. "Dead!!"

Ye Anping breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the few survivors not far away, but they were looking at him in confusion.

He immediately grabbed a spare spiritual sword and prepared to kill them, but as soon as he took a step, he felt his whole body lose strength, and he fell on one knee, unable to stand firmly.

"Tsk..."

Those people were still wondering what happened, but seeing that Ye Anping wanted to kill them just now, they understood he was probably a spy sent by the immortal cultivators. Immediately, murderous intent appeared in their eyes, and they rushed toward him with spears in their hands.

Ye Anping looked at the few people, his eyes unwavering.

Although he knew that he had almost no strength to fight back because he had just taken Wei Fa's punch, he was not worried that the spears of these people would touch him.

After all—

Shua—

A snow-white figure fell from the sky, and with just a flash of sword light, the Core Formation-stage demonic cultivators were cut in half.

Feng Yu Die gritted her teeth in anger as she glared at them, then ran to Ye Anping's side. She placed her hand on his shoulder and asked, "Young Master Ye… you… wu—"

Before she could finish her words, Ye Anping used the little strength in his body to press her head and then touched her lips, startling Feng Yu Die, who widened her golden eyes slightly.

However, she quickly recovered. Her wide eyes slowly narrowed, and then closed, while she sent her spiritual energy into Ye Anping's body through her lips.

Just like when she killed Wei Fa and Lu Wuyi just now, Ye Anping only needed to call her or make a move, and she would know what he wanted to do...

The two huddled on the city wall and kissed, surrounded by the bleeding corpses of the demonic cultivators.

Above the desert outside the city, Yun Tianchong and Gong Yue's battle caused the sky to explode with spiritual light and thunder.

Boom boom—

Amidst the earth-shattering rumble, a team of over forty Core Formation-stage city guards flew out from the west of the city. When they saw the two people near the broken city gate tower, they were confused for a moment but quickly came to their senses and attacked them with demonic spells and talismans.

Xiao Tian immediately pointed her sword finger and called out. "Old Dragon!! Hold on a little longer!!!"

The golden dragon, who had been besieged by a group of demonic cultivators for a long time, showed some helplessness on his dragon face. He turned around and opened his bloody mouth, rushing toward the demonic cultivators in the sky, scattering them.

Roar--!!

Ye Anping felt that he had almost recovered, so he let go of Feng Yu Die's mouth, supported himself on her shoulders, and stood up. "Yu Die, break the city gate as soon as possible..."

"Ah... Young Master Ye..."

Feng Yu Die was stunned for a moment, and just as she stretched out her hand to grab him, Ye Anping had already jumped out of the city wall with the body control technique, turned into a black shadow, and rushed back in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

She pursed her lips, savoring the lingering taste of Ye Anping, and then clenched the "Bai Yue" in her hand. After she stood up, she jumped off the city wall and went to break the next restriction of the city gate.