Chapter 693 Murong Longcheng, Xianbei Shaman Tuoba Feng
Just when the two were about to use the Life-Burning Skill, another sword light flashed across the battlefield, like a meteor in the sky, cutting through the night sky and heading straight for Wanyan Cangyue in the center of the battlefield.

The sword light came with great force and sharpness, obviously coming from a swordsman with great skills.

"Who dares to interfere in the affairs of our Jurchen Shamanism?"

Wanyan Cangyue snorted coldly, swung the "Soul-Slaying" in his hand, and the blade light was like a dragon, heading towards the sword light.

The two forces collided in the air, making a deafening roar, and the entire battlefield seemed to be torn apart by this force.

"I'm sorry, Masters, Murong Longcheng is late!"

Along with this clear shout, a figure swept across the battlefield like a breeze. It was the strongest among the Murong Xianbei today - Murong Longcheng.

He has an upright posture and an extraordinary heroic spirit between his brows. When he traveled south to the Central Plains during the Dayong Dynasty, he used this skill to compete with many heroes of the Dayong martial arts world before he came of age. Later, he created the unique skill of "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi". Relying on this rogue skill of "returning the favor in their own way", he traveled the world of martial arts, and there were few rivals among the many young generations in the world of Dayong. Most of the young generations at the same level were helpless against him, and few could break through the "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi" head-on.

Therefore, during that period of time, the unique skill of "returning the favor in their own way" became very famous in the Dayong Dynasty.

No matter what kind of Kung Fu the opponent uses, you can transfer the force, change shape and counterattack to the opponent himself. This is the secret of Kung Fu. You can change the position and direction of the opponent's fists, feet and weapons, and make the opponent trapped in his own cocoon. The secret lies in the word "rebound".

Although he was later beaten up by the various schools of thought in the Great Yong Dynasty and returned to the grassland in disgrace, this could not conceal his natural talent.

Along with Murong Longcheng came a shaman from the Xianbei Shamanism who had reached the late heavenly stage, named "Tuoba Feng". He had a burly figure and exuded wild power.

Tuoba Feng has been practicing the secrets of Xianbei Shamanism since he was young. He is good at controlling natural elements, especially the power of wind and thunder. Whenever he practices his skills, the wind and clouds surge, and thunder roars, as if a god has descended to earth, making his enemies terrified.

The martial arts combine the mystery of Shamanism with the bravery and fortitude of the Xianbei people, which is truly unique.

"Haha, Brother Murong, if we join forces, we will definitely let these Jurchen shamans know how powerful we are!"

Tuoba Fenglei smiled heroically and waved his hands. Suddenly, a strong wind blew and thunder rumbled, adding a bit of solemnity to the tense battlefield.

Murong Longcheng smiled slightly and looked at Wanyan Cangyue who was fighting fiercely with the Arhat Monk and the Prajna Samsara Venerable.

"The stars have changed!"

He let out a low roar, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, leaving only a trail of afterimages, as if the space was distorted by his body movements.

The next moment, he appeared behind Wanyan Cangyue, his sword as fast as lightning, striking straight at his back.

Wanyan Cangyue snorted coldly. He had already sensed something. The "Soul-Slaying" in his hand suddenly turned around. The sword light was like a dragon, colliding with Murong Longcheng's sword. The sound of metal clashing was deafening.

The two forces tore at each other, and the battlefield was instantly filled with flying sand and rocks, and the sky and the earth changed color.

However, facing Wanyan Cangyue, who was at the peak of his powers and wielding the divine sword "Zhan Ling", even the addition of Murong Longcheng and Tuoba Fenglei failed to immediately reverse the situation.

Although Murong Longcheng has mastered the magical skill of "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi" which allows him to skillfully divert his opponent's offensive during a battle, Wanyan Cangyue's swordsmanship is too sharp. Every sword strike seems to be able to cut through heaven and earth, which makes Murong Longcheng feel pressured.

"Humph, Murong Longcheng? The genius of the Murong Xianbei clan? You are just a mid-stage celestial being, and you dare to wade into this muddy water!"

Wanyan Cangyue snorted coldly, and swung the "Soul Slashing" in his hand again, the sword light was like a dragon, and went straight to Murong Longcheng. Murong Longcheng's figure shook, the long sword hummed softly, and with the skill of "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi", he cleverly moved the sword light to the side, but even so, he could still feel the sharp sword intent coming at him, and secretly marveled at the strength of Wanyan Cangyue.

"Haha, Great Shaman Wanyan, now that I, Murong Longcheng, have come here, I will not retreat easily. Today, let us learn from your skills!"

Murong Longcheng laughed loudly, shook his sword, and the sword light shone like a weave, and he started a fierce confrontation with Wanyan Cangyue.

"Humph, 'The Stars Are Turning' is indeed extraordinary, but today, let's stay here together!"

Wanyan Cangyue's face was stern, with a gleam of ruthlessness in his eyes. He swung the "Soul-Slaying" in his hand again, and the blade light was like a rainbow, cutting through the sky and heading straight for Murong Longcheng.

Murong Longcheng was light and nimble, weaving between the sword lights like a swimming fish. Every dodge was just right, as if he could predict the future, and he brought the force-dissipating power of "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi" to its extreme.

However, he also knew that his cultivation was not as good as Wanyan Cangyue's, and if this continued, he would surely be defeated.

"Brother Tuoba, help me!"

Murong Longcheng shouted loudly, and his figure flashed again, skillfully guiding Wanyan Cangyue's attack and leading it towards Tuoba Fenglei.

Tuoba Fenglei had already prepared himself for action, and upon seeing this he shouted, "Wind and thunder roar!"

He just clasped his hands together, and suddenly there was a howling wind, thunder and lightning, forming a huge storm that swept towards Wanyan Cangyue.

Wanyan Cangyue's face changed slightly. Although he had a high level of cultivation, he had to be cautious when facing the joint efforts of Murong Longcheng, who was in the middle stage of the heavenly realm, and Tuoba Fenglei, who was in the late stage of the heavenly realm. He couldn't resist any longer.

He turned his body, and the sword light was like a net, blocking Feng Lei's attack tightly, while looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

At this moment, the Arhat monk and the Prajna Samsara Venerable, who were originally entangled by the Buku priest and the Hezhe shaman, also found an opportunity. They looked at each other, their minds were connected, and they exerted their strength at the same time.

The Arhat monk performed the "Bodhi Self-Sacrifice Technique", and the Buddha's light around his body was so bright that he seemed to have transformed into a Buddha. He rushed towards the Buku priest desperately, attempting to sacrifice himself in exchange for a chance to kill him with one blow.

The figure of Prajna Samsara Venerable flashed and appeared behind the Hezhe Shaman. He moved his hands slightly and the meaning of reincarnation surged, trying to drag the Hezhe Shaman into the desperate situation of reincarnation.

On the battlefield, a four-to-two situation was formed in an instant, but the two Jurchen shamans were equally extraordinary, especially Wanyan Cangyue, who was at the pinnacle of heaven and man, holding a magic sword with unparalleled power.

Although Murong Longcheng and Tuoba Fenglei joined forces, they still felt under tremendous pressure.

"Brother Murong, this is not a solution. We must find a way to break the deadlock!"

Tuoba Fenglei said while panting that although the wind and thunder power he possessed was fierce and had unparalleled attack power, it also consumed a lot of energy. If it continued for a long time, he would probably not be able to sustain it.

Murong Longcheng frowned, his eyes flickering. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he remembered another meaning of "The Change of Stars" - using the opponent's force to counter attack.

He looked at the Buku priest who was fighting fiercely with the Luohan monk, and had an idea in mind.

(End of this chapter)