The stench of blood permeated the air as the middle-aged Daoist broke out in a cold sweat.
"I'm going to lose." The middle-aged Daoist thought to himself as he turned around and walked deeper into the courtyard. The soil on the ground was damp, and there were puddles of water on the ground. Dark clouds covered the sky, and rain started to fall, drenching his hair. The middle-aged Daoist didn't care as he wiped his hair and pushed open the door.
The room was very plain and simple. The sound of wind and rain could be heard clearly. The incense burning in the room was sometimes strong and sometimes weak. The middle-aged Daoist walked closer and saw a picture on the table. It was a picture of a Daoist in the middle of a bamboo forest, drinking tea.
The figure, the teapot and the bamboo forest were all very lifelike.
The middle-aged Daoist hesitated as he heard the sounds of battle outside. He then placed his hands on the altar and chanted an incantation. At once, the picture started to glow.
"Hu!"
A gust of wind appeared in the room as the picture started to float in the air. The person in the picture started to move as he looked down. He then stood up and walked down. The person in the picture was only the size of a fist, and grew bigger as he walked. The middle-aged Daoist hurriedly fell to his knees, "Welcome, Patriarch!"
The Daoist who walked down from the picture looked young, and his eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life. He sighed, "Do I still have to clean up this mess?"
As soon as he finished sighing, the Daoist pounced on the middle-aged Daoist. He screamed out in pain as his blood vessels started to expand. His entire body started to writhe in agony.
Within the courtyard, Xie Cheng Dong turned around and retreated. At the same time, a "pu" sound was heard as the old Daoist stabbed out with his sword. One of the scouts fell to the ground. The old Daoist did not want to fight any longer, and turned around to escape. The officer took a big step forward and shouted, "You killed my men and still want to escape?"
A sharp sound could be heard as his sword pierced through the air. This was the sword technique of the army, it was the fastest and most accurate.
The old Daoist could not retreat and turned around to face the officer. Pei Zi Yun did not move forward and just watched, "Eh? The old Daoist who took Ji Ai Guo away? Holy Jail Sect is involved too? "
Pei Zi Yun thought about it and understood many things. He frowned.
The officer raised his sword to fight, and the surrounding soldiers watched from the sidelines. Of course, once the officer was in danger, they would rush forward. The old Daoist was in a desperate situation, and his heart was filled with fear. If he was younger, he would have had a chance to escape, but now that he was old and unable to use his Dao techniques, he was forced to retreat.
After a dozen or so slashes, the old Taoist was forced to the point where he could hardly use his sword. A blood-curdling scream was heard as the old Taoist's right rib was pierced. Fresh blood and internal organs spurted out as he fell to the ground. Although he was not dead yet, there was no way he could survive.
"Holy Jail Sect has already sided with Dark Altar Sect?" Pei Zi Yun asked coldly. The old Daoist knew that he wouldn't be able to live, and didn't reply. Instead, he knelt down and used his sword to support himself.
"Guo … I'm sorry …" The old Daoist mumbled, "You'll have to depend on yourself from now on …"
As he said this, he threw himself at the tip of the sword. A 'pu' sound was heard as the sword pierced through his abdomen and through his chest. By this time the captain's saber had already chopped down. Seeing this, he suddenly stopped. The saber was less than half an inch away from the old Taoist's body when he saw the old Taoist slowly rolling to the side.
"Don't leave a single one alive. Kill them all." Pei Zi Yun looked at the scene and sighed to himself. This old Daoist used to be his greatest enemy, and yet he was killed so easily.
"Yes!" The soldiers didn't hesitate any longer as they charged into each room. Occasionally, there would be shouts of killing and blood splattering everywhere, followed by screams of agony.
Separated by several rooms, Xie Cheng Dong glanced out into the courtyard. His eyes were filled with anxiety, as if he was waiting for something to happen. Seeing that the soldiers were getting closer, the bracelet on his bracelet started to glow intensely. Xie Cheng Dong heaved a sigh of relief and regained his composure, "It's done. I've brought along my trump card. It's better to be safe than sorry. It's finally coming in handy."
The sounds of killing gradually died down. Xie Cheng Dong ignored them and stood under the eaves. When he saw Pei Zi Yun approaching, he smiled and said, "Pei Zi Yun, this is the second time we've met right?"
He then shook his head, "If we're physically meeting, this would be the first time."
Xie Cheng Dong's demeanor was calm and unruffled. Pei Zi Yun was taken aback as a sense of unease surfaced in his heart. His heartbeat quickened. This acute sense of danger was something that Pei Zi Yun had acquired through his countless battles.
Pei Zi Yun waved his hands and signaled for the soldiers to surround him, "You're pretty calm. But other than running away, there's no other way out right?"
"On my side, we've lost a few of our men, but we still have forty battle-hardened soldiers. Furthermore, you can't use your Dao arts. Together with me, we should be able to surround and kill you."
"Since I've taken out my seal, you've been destined to fail."
Xie Cheng Dong nodded his head and laughed before shaking his head, "Not that. Ji Bei Hou sent three thousand soldiers to attack Baoyang County to disrupt your rhythm and reveal your weakness. My plan was to use this to lure you here. The only thing I didn't expect was your sudden attack. How did you know that there was a problem with Baoyang County and attacked me so suddenly, catching me off guard?"
Pei Zi Yun stared at Xie Cheng Dong. Seeing that the soldiers were already in position, he then said, "You don't need to know the reason. Surround him and kill him!"
He had waited for a while because Xie Cheng Dong was not only skilled in Dao arts, he was also skilled in martial arts. If he really wanted to escape, he would be the only one who could catch up to him. Pei Zi Yun had no confidence that he would be able to stop him.
"Indeed, you're very alert. Even at a time like this, you didn't reveal anything. Actually, even if you had the Emperor's Sword and the insignia on you, we might still have a way to break them. It's just that your attack was too quick, and we weren't able to unleash our full potential!" Xie Cheng Dong sighed as he turned around and bowed, "Patriarch, please make your move."
Pei Zi Yun's hair stood on end as he watched a Daoist walk out and punch the air.
"Boom!"
The air was filled with the sound of a dragon's roar. This wasn't the power of the Imperial Qi, but the explosion of the Imperial Qi. Xie Cheng Dong turned around and regained his Dao arts. He then pounced forward and laughed, "Master Top Scorer, you wanted to kill me just now. Now I want to kill you. Come, let's see who's stronger."
"Come on, didn't you want to see my sword arts?"
Xie Cheng Dong laughed mockingly as his sword flashed. All of a sudden, two beams of sword light shot out. "Zheng zheng zheng" The sound of swords clashing could be heard, causing one's hair to stand on end. In that instant, they were engaged in a battle of life and death.
Both of them were masters of the sword. All sorts of tricks and tricks were useless against them. Every single sword strike was a fatal blow. With a loud clashing sound, the two of them retreated from each other. The distance between them was about ten feet, and neither of them had the upper hand.
At this point, five or six scouts had already pounced on the Daoist who had punched out. Their swords flashed as they slashed at him from all angles.
"What a joke!" The Daoist laughed out loud. All of a sudden, there was a flash in the air. "Pa pa!" A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky. This bolt of lightning wasn't considered strong, but the five or six scouts had no time to evade it. With a "pa" sound, they were burnt and unable to move.
The Daoist stretched out his hand, and a sword that had fallen to the ground flew up into the air and landed in his hands. With a sweep of the sword, the five or six scouts were sliced in half. Fresh blood and internal organs sprayed everywhere. However, when the blood splattered on the Daoist's body, it seemed to have met with an invisible barrier. Not a single drop of blood could be seen.
"This is impossible!" Pei Zi Yun could not believe his eyes. It was because he was proficient in Dao arts that he knew that this wasn't a Dao art, but a bolt of lightning.
"An Earth Immortal. When the mountains and rivers move, the wind and thunder will respond."
"You've guessed correctly, but there's no reward. That's why I asked, how did you know that there was an ambush? If you had fallen into my trap, even if you had the Emperor's Sword and the command medallion, you might not have been able to suppress it. The wind and thunder of an Earth Immortal is not a Dao art. It's the true power of nature!"
Before he could finish his sentence, Xie Cheng Dong's sword flashed. Previously, it was like a bolt of lightning. Now, it was strange and mysterious. The path of the sword was the exact opposite. The power of the sword did not increase, but it was more sinister and sinister.
"No, don't lie to me. Even an Earth Immortal cannot defend against the Emperor's Sword and command medallion. If not, why would an Earth Immortal hide in his cave and not come out?"
"Also, he's not a real Earth Immortal. Don't forget, I am the Sect Leader of Free Cloud Sect. I know the inside story. This is obviously an Earth Immortal's possession. But how long can a normal Daoist last?"
"You're right. You're too smart. I want to kill you more and more!" Xie Cheng Dong pounced forward and struck out with his sword. Every strike was deadly, and Pei Zi Yun was unable to escape.
"When the mountains and rivers move, the wind and thunder will respond!" The middle aged Daoist shook his head and sighed. He then took a step forward. A crackling sound could be heard as another bolt of lightning appeared out of thin air. The few cavalrymen who had charged forward felt their bodies tremble and were unable to move. What followed next was a bone-piercing sword qi. In the next moment, several heads flew into the air.
"Zheng zheng zheng" The sword flashed. Seeing this, Pei Zi Yun felt uneasy. Speaking of which, an Earth Immortal's techniques weren't that rare. However, he didn't need to use any other techniques. All he needed was a single bolt of lightning to sweep through everything. Because he was distracted, he heard a "pu" sound as his shoulder was injured. Half of his long hair fell to the ground.
"Good sword techniques!" Pei Zi Yun's hair stood on end. He knew that if the middle aged Daoist were to attack him, he would definitely die. Without hesitation, he shouted, "Wind Form Cloud Body."
All of a sudden, Pei Zi Yun's speed increased by a few notches, and he miraculously slipped through the cracks. He then turned around and fled, shouting, "Cavalry Battalion, stop them!"
When the lieutenant heard the order, he did not speak. He then shouted, "Brothers, follow me. Kill!"
As he said this, he pounced forward. The rest of the soldiers followed him. Pei Zi Yun looked back, his heart was filled with mixed emotions. He did not slow down at all. With a flip of his body, he leaped past the magistrate's office.
"Get lost!" The middle aged Daoist was enraged. With a loud boom, the few soldiers who had charged forward were all killed. It was unknown what technique the middle aged Daoist used, but before they could even get close, they exploded. Fresh blood and internal organs splattered all over the ground.
"My brothers, it's time for you to die for your country." At this point, the lieutenant was still fighting to the death. However, as he spoke, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes. His body trembled as fresh blood spurted out.
In that instant, the lieutenant felt as if he had been submerged in ice. Fresh blood spurted out of his eyes, but he remained standing. The middle aged Daoist then swung his sword. The lieutenant's lower body was still standing, but his upper body fell to the ground. Fresh blood and internal organs splattered all over the place.
The rest of the cavalrymen were humans after all. They revealed looks of fear and stopped in their tracks. The middle aged Daoist did not have the time to kill them. He looked at the direction he was heading and leaped up the walls of the magistrate's office.
At this point, the sounds of battle had reached the ears of the surrounding residents. Their first reaction was to extinguish all their lights. The weather wasn't good, and the entire narrow and long alleyway was pitch black. The middle aged Daoist did not seem to mind. He looked around and followed a path as he chased after the cavalrymen.
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