Chen Pipi knelt beside Ye Su and stared at the white smoke. He seemed to be in pain.
For him, Ye Hongyu's death meant many things. His childhood memories and life in the Abbey had come to an abrupt end. He no longer had a companion to share with. It also meant the tragedy of a father and son falling out with each other.
"It's not the end."
After a moment of silence, he said, "As long as we are alive, everything is possible. Then why should we leave?"
As he spoke, the powerhouses from the Divine Halls of West-Hill had already arrived. No matter how pious the followers of the New Stream were, they could not slow them down. They would only shed blood.
Chen Pipi stood behind Ye Su and began to pack up. He was a wastrel whose Ocean of Qi and Mountain of Snow had been destroyed. He could not participate in the battle, but he looked calm and confident.
This had happened many times since they left Linkang. They always managed to break through the blockade of the Divine Halls of West-Hill. He believed that today would not be an exception, even if the white smoke had already risen.
Because he believed that she could protect his Senior Brother.
Tang Xiaotang stood in front of him and Ye Su.
The disciples of the Sword Garret were fighting against the powerhouses from Taoism. Blood spilled from time to time.
She stood in front of Ye Su and Chen Pipi and did not go anywhere else. She held the iron cudgel in her hand. Whenever someone came, she would hit them with the iron cudgel. With a thundering sound, the enemy would be sent flying with blood spurting out.
She was not a man.
But when she was the Pass, no one could pass it either.
Looking at the girl from the Devil's Doctrine who was wearing thin cotton clothes and had her hair tied up in ponytails like a young girl, Xiaoyu's eyes were filled with hostility. But more than that, she was shocked and puzzled.
Her hostility towards Tang Xiaotang was understandable. But she could not understand how Tang Xiaotang managed to survive until now. She had been wandering for thousands of miles, and the New Stream had been hunted down by Taoism. She only had one powerhouse to rely on, Tang Xiaotang. Where did all the wounds she had suffered go? How much power did she have in her small body?
Tang Xiaotang was indeed exhausted.
In the days after they left Linkang, she led them to break through the four lines of defense of the Divine Halls of West-Hill. She fought twenty-one battles and killed three hundred and seventy-one powerhouses of the Divine Halls. She was wounded fourteen times. No matter how dangerous the battle was, she was always the leader. No matter how serious her wounds were, she was always bleeding.
She persevered and did not collapse. She took Ye Su and Chen Pipi, the two brothers whose Ocean of Qi and Mountain of Snow were both destroyed, across the vast mountains and thousands of miles to the capital of Song Kingdom.
She was exhausted, she was on the verge of collapsing, but she still held the iron rod in her hand and beat people. She stood below the stage and sang this beautiful fight, and no one could take a step forward.
The swords were broken, the men were sent flying, and the horses were in a mess. A few Song cavalrymen who took advantage of the chaos to attack the high platform from the side were swept to the ground by Tang Xiaotang. With a heavy thud, they fell to the ground along with their horses.
Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows and her eyes suddenly brightened. Her cyan robe fluttered in the morning light. The Taoist Sword in her hand became a straight line, piercing through the morning wind and coldness, and instantly came to Tang Xiaotang.
Cultivators' swords were all flying swords, but her sword did not leave her hand. Her wrist and elbow were also part of the line.
From Ke Haoran to Liu Bai, the history of Sword Taoism had changed. A real swordsman would never let his sword leave his hand easily, especially when facing a really strong enemy.
The cold edge of the sword reflected the snow on the square and pierced Tang Xiaotang's eyes.
Tang Xiaotang did not close her eyes. She did not even blink. She stared at the Taoist Sword that seemed to carry the smell of salty sea wind. She felt the hidden meaning of the sea rain and wind, and silently waved the rod.
Facing Xiaoyu, who was in the Knowing destiny State, she did not hold back. Her petite body turned into a burning stone. She used the Enlightenment Doctrine's method to squeeze every bit of strength out of her body and put it all into the iron rod.
The iron rod in her hand was originally a knife, a sacred object of the Devil's Doctrine — the Giant Blood Knife. In the battle of Chang 'an, Yu Lian used this knife to cut off the Abbey Dean's rainbow, and the blood knife was melted into an iron rod.
She joined the Academy and became Yu Lian's disciple, becoming the Eldest Sister of the third generation of the Academy. Since then, she had always held this iron rod in her hand. Although it looked like an iron rod, it was still a knife in essence, and the knife intent was hidden in it. She once dug the Heaven Steps on the precipice of the Back Mountain, and smashed the chessboard. During the Rite to Light, she once killed the cavalrymen of the Divine Halls of West-Hill on the Peach Mountain, and no one dared to move. She also once cut cabbage in a shabby house.
At this moment, she waved the iron rod with all her strength again. Even the sea rain and wind brought by Xiaoyu's Taoist Sword were suddenly broken. Thousands of raindrops disappeared, and the soft wind was cut into countless pieces.
The Taoist Sword slightly tilted and stabbed Tang Xiaotang's left shoulder, and then sharply flicked up.
Tang Xiaotang's beautiful face remained unchanged, and the iron rod continued to move forward.
Xiaoyu let out a muffled groan, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes. She quickly retreated, and the Taoist Sword in her hand was bent out of shape. Her pale face was covered with an abnormal flush, and blood was accumulating in her throat.
She was defeated and injured in the moment they met.
The sword was bent, but not broken. The horrifying power flowed up the sword and fell on Xiaoyu's body. She was immediately blown away, passing through the crowd and falling backward.
Tang Xiaotang did not stop. She stomped on the ground and crushed seventeen black bricks around her. She suddenly flew up and chased after Xiaoyu like a flying stone. The iron rod in her hand was aimed at Xiaoyu's chest.
Seeing this scene, many Divine Priests and deacons were shocked. Their faces were filled with fear, and they all rushed towards the small fishing village. For a time, the crowded sea of people in the square unexpectedly arched up several tides.
Xiaoyu was Zhao Nanhai's daughter and the most trusted subordinate of the Abbey Dean. She had a special status, and no one dared to let her get hurt. Countless Taoist Swords flew up, trying to stop Tang Xiaotang.
Tang Xiaotang's expression did not change. She stared at the flying Taoist girl in front of her, and let the flying swords hit her. It seemed that she only wanted to smash the girl to death with one strike.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh. Countless sharp sounds were heard in the air. In an instant, at least seven flying swords fell on her and cut her ordinary clothes.
But no blood fell.
As the Saintess of the Devil's Doctrine, her body had been tempered by the Qi of Heaven and Earth to be as hard as steel.
No matter how sharp the Taoist Swords were, they could only cut her skin and leave some light wounds. The sword intent entered her body and made her lips bleed, but it could not stop her.
She raised the iron rod and was about to burn the sky.
The iron rod fell down and was about to smash Xiaoyu to death.
Xiaoyu fell to the ground. Her face was pale and bloodless. Her previous flush had been driven away by the danger, but there was not much fear in her eyes.
Tang Xiaotang looked calm. She seemed to have guessed that something else was about to happen.
Indeed, something strange happened.
A black peach blossom suddenly bloomed in the air above the square.
The black peach blossom had no substance. It was formed purely by the Qi of Heaven and Earth. It was extremely beautiful, but not charming. Instead, it was filled with killing intent. The black petals gave off a sense of annihilation, which made it look extremely powerful.
The appearance of the black peach blossom attracted everyone's attention.
Tang Xiaotang's eyes were all fixed on it, because it was blooming right in front of her.
She was not surprised. She suddenly smashed down with the rod.
From yesterday to this morning, Taoism had shown a resolute attitude. As the white smoke rose, the war officially began. Peace could not return to the human world, and Taoism was determined to win.
The South Sea girl in the upper Knowing Destiny State, the powerhouses of Taoism, and the cavalry of the Kingdom of Song seemed powerful. But how could they be determined to win?
Tang Xiaotang knew that there must be a real powerhouse of the West-Hill Divine Palace watching from the side. She could even guess who that person was. However, a day and a night had passed, and that person still did not show up. This made her feel more and more uneasy. She pretended to kill Xiaoyu to force that person to show up.
All her attention was not on Xiaoyu.
She was waiting for the moment when the black peach blossom bloomed.
There was a loud bang.
The black iron rod accurately and violently smashed into the black peach blossom.
The shapeless black peach blossoms dissipated, instantly turning into ownerless Qi of Heaven and Earth, dispersing into the surroundings of the square like clouds and steam.
Tang Xiaotang's face turned pale and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
The moment the iron rod hit the black peach blossom, she knew that she was wrong. That was why she lost.
That person was not hiding and preparing for the final blow. He was so powerful that he did not need to wait for an opportunity. He just waited quietly and then appeared to defeat everyone.
Tang Xiaotang landed on the ground and crushed the bricks. Her right arm trembled slightly as she looked at a wall.
Her chest rose and fell slightly. Her two black ponytails swayed behind her.
Her face was very pale and it was obvious that she was seriously injured.
More than ten divine priests and deacons attacked Tang Xiaotang.
Xiaoyu rushed forward. The bent Taoist Sword suddenly straightened and stabbed at her eyes again.
No one could recover from such a serious injury in such a short period of time.
This was the best chance to kill Tang Xiaotang.
At this most dangerous moment, Tang Xiaotang took a deep breath.
She inhaled all the cold wind on the square into her stomach.
The air was burning rapidly in her lungs.
His somewhat gloomy eyes suddenly brightened up.
Those injuries seemed to be healed in an instant.
The iron rod broke through the wind and hit the sword in Xiaoyu's hand.
With a clear sound, the Taoist Sword finally broke. But the iron rod was still as firm as before.
Xiaoyu grunted and stepped back. Her eyes were filled with disbelief.
She couldn't understand what the body of this woman from the Devil's Doctrine was made of. How could she recover in such a short time after suffering such a serious injury?
Tang Xiaotang killed a deacon in black who attacked her from behind with her rod.
She walked towards the wall. Those who encountered her had their tendons broken and their bones broken. No one could stop her.
No one could stop her if she wanted to go there.
Along the way, the iron rod killed countless people.
Blood fell from the sky and moistened the earth.
She walked between the sky and the earth alone. She looked very lonely. She was surrounded by enemies and had no helpers. She only had herself. But that was enough.
She didn't seem to be injured at all. No matter how horrible the black peach blossom was, it didn't hurt her at all. It seemed that no one in the world could hurt her.
Seeing this scene, the powerhouses of Taoism and the cavalrymen of Song were shocked and silent.
At this moment, several shrill screams came from afar.
With a puff, an arrow shot into Tang Xiaotang's left chest.
The arrow didn't enter her body. The sharp arrowhead pierced through her skin. Blood seeped out and dyed her clothes red.
But at least it meant something, or at least it was a comfort.
The desperate divine priests and deacons cheered up. They thought that there was no one who couldn't be hurt. This fact woke them up and they became very excited.
"She can't make it!"
"Her Devil Skill is ineffective!"
"Kill her!"
In the morning, the divine priests and deacons and the cavalrymen of Song were everywhere on the square. People seemed to have gone crazy. Tang Xiaotang turned a deaf ear to them. She held the iron rod and continued to walk toward the wall.
She didn't know how many more people fell in front of her, but she finally arrived in front of the courtyard wall.
The wall collapsed silently. The bricks fell on the ground like withered leaves falling on the snow. There was no sound. It was so quiet that it made people's hearts palpitate, just like that figure.
Long Qing stood at the gap of the wall and looked at her quietly.
A shrill sound came from afar. The earth began to shake slightly. All the city gates opened at the same time. Thousands of Papal Cavalrymen of West-Hill Divine Palace who were hiding in the forest on the outskirts of the city rushed in.
Tang Xiaotang heard it and knew it. But she just looked at the gap of the collapsed wall and the man standing there. She looked at the scar on his face attentively.
She knew that as long as she killed this man, it would be meaningless no matter how many Papal Cavalrymen of West-Hill Divine Palace came. If she couldn't kill him, then she and the people she cared about would die.
Silence. The square suddenly became very quiet.
Everyone was looking at them, including Chen Pipi and Ye Su.
Then he saw the pile of firewood behind the wall. The firewood had been piled up to the height of a person. It was densely packed and neat. The cross on it seemed to be made by a skilled carpenter.
Chen Pipi's face turned pale. Ye Su was silent as if he had seen his fate.
Long Qing walked out of the gap and looked at Tang Xiaotang. He said, "You are stronger than I thought."
Tang Xiaotang looked at him and said, "You are stronger than everyone thought."
All of a sudden, a bright sword light flashed.
A disciple of the Sword Garret recognized Long Qing. Thinking that it was this man who destroyed the Sword Garret and Liu Yiqing who was forced to death by this man and the powerhouses of Haotian Taoism, his blood surged and he quietly stabbed out with his sword.
This sword was very decisive and carried the belief that he would die, so it was very powerful.
Long Qing's expression did not change. He brushed his right hand across his chest. Like those people who performed magic in the Fragrance Workshop in Chang 'an, a black peach blossom appeared in his hand. He held it in front of the sword light.
This black peach blossom was not condensed by the Qi of Heaven and Earth. It had a real shape and seemed to be made of cheap silk.
The sword stabbed into the black peach blossom and the peach petals fell off. But the sword was like a flower that had been weathered by wind and frost. It was covered with rust as if it had been stored for thousands of years.
The sword rusted and broke. The aura of the disciple of the Sword Garret suddenly weakened. His angry face was covered with many spots, as if he had aged a lot. He fell to the ground and died.
Looking at this scene, Tang Xiaotang's eyes narrowed as cold as willow leaves.
She found that Long Qing was not the same as before. The evil Gray Eyes cultivation method had reached the advanced level. Even without looking at each other, he could seize other cultivators' Essence and cultivation. He was so powerful that it was terrifying.
The peak of Knowing Destiny State did not mean much to Long Qing at this moment.
Tang Xiaotang's expression was solemn, but she was still not afraid. Because she was also a powerhouse who could ignore the difference in cultivation states. As long as it was not beyond the Five States, she could try to defeat him.
Long Qing said expressionlessly, "Please."
Tang Xiaotang took a breath and her chest rose high. She had inhaled half of the cold wind on the square. Now she inhaled all the remaining cold wind into her body, and even the snow clouds high in the sky seemed to be sucking them down.
The air in her body burned and turned into endless power.
She slightly bent her knees.
Years ago in the back of the mountain of the Academy, she was forced by Yu Lian to jump from the waterfall. Before jumping, she had to bend her knees.
She jumped up.
But this time, she did not jump down from the waterfall, but into the sky.
With a bang, countless green bricks broke, and the ones in the middle had already been smashed into powder.
Dust flew in front of the courtyard wall, and many people were blinded.
Tang Xiaotang disappeared.
No one knew where she went.
Long Qing did not close his eyes. After the dust settled, he looked up at the sky.
He knew that she had gone to the sky.
He knew that she would not escape. So no matter how high she jumped, there would be a moment when she would fall back to the ground.
So he stood where he was and waited calmly.
He looked up at the sky and waited.
Everyone in the field followed his gaze to the sky.
The morning light shone from the east sea. The snow clouds were so white, and the occasionally exposed sky was so blue. Other than that, nothing else could be seen. No one was there.
After a moment, a small black spot finally appeared in the sky.
It was a figure.
Suddenly, there was a sharp whistling sound in the sky. The sound traveled to the ground and shattered the glazed tiles in the palace of the Kingdom of Song. It silenced the ancient bell in the Taoist temple and startled countless sleeping birds in the forest.
Many people heard the whistle and squatted down with their hands covering their ears in pain.
The whistle was the sound of friction. It was the sound of something rubbing against the air at a high speed. That thing must be extremely hard. Otherwise, it would have been broken under such a terrible speed.
It was hard to imagine that it was a human body.
The black spot expanded rapidly. It was a figure.
Tang Xiaotang's figure.
Just like what her brother had done.
Just like what her teacher had done.
She jumped down from the sky.
She raised the iron cudgel and smashed it at Long Qing's head with an unimaginable force.
The force came from the distance between the sky and the earth.
No one could ignore this distance, and no one should be able to ignore this force.
When the sharp whistle reached its peak, Tang Xiaotang returned to the ground.
She was like a meteorite, blasting at Long Qing who was in front of the gap in the courtyard wall.
Her leather boots had already begun to burn. With sparks, more than a dozen thin lines of fire were left in the air.
The next moment, the sky and the earth met.
The ground was twisted and deformed. Those green bricks cracked like a spider web, turning into countless small but powerful gravel under Long Qing's feet. With a shrill tearing sound, the gravel shot everywhere.
An unknown winter tree beside the courtyard wall was instantly shot into sawdust, dancing in the wind.
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(It feels really good to work hard these two days. Work is actually a good medicine. I should have understood this earlier. But it's not too late. Some people say that you will naturally have the manuscript at the end of the month. I can't help laughing. Are you a new reader? You haven't read my book before, right? You don't know that I haven't asked for a monthly ticket this year, do you? You don't know anything? Are you kidding me?
Here I recommend a novel written by Jiang Ye Shuyou. The title of the book is: My Name is Yang Jiulang in the Land of Rebirth. The introduction is as follows: Yang Jiu, a modern gangster, pretended to be loyal in a gang fight, but unfortunately was mistakenly killed. With unwillingness and resentment, he traveled to the early years of the Northern Song Dynasty and was adopted by Yang Jiye as his second son. His name was Jiu, and his courtesy name was Yande, commonly known as Yang Jiulang. From then on, Yang Jiu began a gangster experience.)
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