This unforeseen event happened too suddenly. Before anyone could recover from their shock, Lu Yue's third disciple, Li Qihui, suddenly 'self-destructed'. His body turned into a surging poisonous mist that engulfed the five people around him.
Who would have thought that Lu Yue would actually be so vicious and have such a strange ability to use poison? He turned his own disciple into poison, and it was a poison that specifically targeted the soul.
After Lu Yue appeared, he didn't even look at the disciples of Chanism who had fallen around him. This was his arrogance towards his means. In his eyes, these disciples of Chanism and the independent cultivators of the Center God Province were already dead.
Leading Zhu Tianlin forward, Lu Yue's ugly face was filled with joy. Looking at the chaotic Zhou Ying, he couldn't help but throw his head back and laugh loudly, his eyes filled with joy.
"Master …"
"Take out the plague you prepared." A wooden staff appeared in Lu Yue's hand and he held it like a crutch. He raised the wooden staff and pointed at Zhou Ying. "Yang Jian is not here. Today is their chance to be destroyed!"
A trace of reluctance flashed through Zhu Tianlin's eyes, but he still took out a jade bottle from the storage magic treasure on his waist and threw it to Zhou Ying.
In the Zhou camp, Li Jing and Lei Zhenzi had already rushed out of the main tent. However, they could not stop the jade bottle in time …
Lu Yue gently waved the wooden staff in his hand, and the southeast wind became stronger!
Whoosh!
At Camp Zhou's main tent, a five-colored ray flickered. The Five Brilliances Divine Stone pierced through the air and hit the jade bottle.
The jade bottle exploded, but before Zhu Tianlin could activate the poison mist contained within, a figure suddenly rushed out of the gate. He was only a hundred feet away from them, and he was holding a gourd in his hand. A small whirlpool appeared at the mouth of the gourd, and the poisonous mist was sucked into it.
Jinzha!
Lu Yue's eyes narrowed and his killing intent surged. Two Sword Light shot out from his wooden staff.
Jinzha appeared suddenly and retreated quickly. He was originally lying in ambush at the gate of the military camp. Now that the situation had taken a turn for the worse, he could also rely on his own judgment to appear and receive the poison.
The Sword Light attacked, but the treasures automatically protected him. Two golden lotuses floated in front of Jinzha, blocking the Sword Light.
The golden lotus withered and fell. Jinzha held the Invisible Dragon Rod and flashed back into the barracks.
"Take them all out!" Lu Yue berated coldly.
Zhu Tianlin lowered his head and agreed. He carried more than ten inch-long jade bottles. At that moment, Li Jing and Lei Zhenzi had already attacked.
Li Jing released the Exquisite Pagoda, and Lei Zhenzi spread his Tempest Wings.
In the next instant, the Golden Exquisite Pagoda transformed into a thousand feet tall pagoda, smashing down towards Lu Yue and his disciple. Lei Zhenzi brandished the long rod in his hand, and bolts of lightning chased after Zhu Tianlin.
"Without Yang Jian, what are you?"
Lu Yue's voice was extremely ear-piercing. He threw the wooden staff in his hand into the sky. It seemed to be just a piece of dead wood, but it easily blocked the Linglong Pagoda.
A faint layer of mist also appeared around Zhu Tianlin's body. When the lightning struck the mist, it was as if it had struck an area of chaos that didn't exist. Without any ripples, it disappeared without a trace.
Just these two moves alone revealed Lu Yue's extraordinary cultivation.
Zhu Tianlin once again threw out the jade bottles in his hand. More than ten jade bottles were thrown everywhere in Zhou Ying. When the jade bottles flew out, Lu Yue waved his sleeve, and thousands of Sword Light appeared in the world, shooting towards Zhou Ying.
"Stop the poison!"
Li Jing shouted. More than ten figures rushed out from various parts of the Zhou Army's camp. They were all immortals of Chanism. Most of them were third-generation disciples who were secretly protecting the Zhou Army.
They risked their lives to stop the jade bottles that carried the poison of the plague. They even did not hesitate to resist the Sword Light that Lu Yue had scattered …
The mortal soldiers who witnessed that scene did not know what was happening. Most of their eyes were blank.
Even if they knew what was happening around them, they could not do anything. In the battle tonight, they were just used as bargaining chips to threaten the immortals of Chanism.
The Sword Light shone, and the Golden Immortals bled.
Lei Zhenzi activated all his Dharma powers to form a lightning net, but it could not envelop one-third of the military camp. However, it could barely block some of the Sword Light.
Li Jing activated the Linglong Pagoda with all his might, but it could not descend even an inch. His cultivation level was ultimately too inferior to Lu Yue's.
Lu Yue raised his head and laughed. As he laughed, another wave of Sword Light shot at Zhou Ying, suppressing Lei Zhenzi, Li Jing, and the others so much that they could not retaliate …
More than ten jade bottles were mostly intact and floating everywhere in the Zhou Camp.
"What are you waiting for?" Lu Yue snorted. "Don't be soft-hearted. If you don't kill these people, thousands of our fellow disciples will die because of them."
"Yes," Zhu Tianlin replied softly. He made up his mind and opened his left hand. He clenched it again.
The jade bottles exploded at the same time!
The east wind danced wildly, and Lu Yue's laughter became more ear-piercing!
Screech …
A phoenix cry suddenly sounded from the southwest. Lu Yue's laughter stopped and he turned around.
However, the moment he turned around, he could only capture the flames that had yet to dissipate in the sky and the bright tail of fire.
Phoenix?
Zhu Tianlin was stunned for a moment. Before he could cast his spell to activate the plague, he saw a ray of flames spreading above Zhou Ying. In just a few moments, the fire phoenix had swept away more than ten balls of plague with flames and fixed them in the night sky.
More than ten fireballs illuminated Zhou Ying as if it was daytime. The fire phoenix spread its wings and soared into the sky. It transformed into a human in midair and pounced at Lu Yue.
"Die!"
Yang Jian!
It was the furious Yang Jian who wanted to kill.
Lu Yue was not surprised at all. He sneered, "You're indeed here!"
"Die!"
The three pointed, double-edged spear shot out dozens of Xuan Gang and smashed towards Lu Yue.
Lu Yue only laughed. He raised his hand and grabbed Zhu Tianlin before retreating.
How could Yang Jian let Lu Yue leave? Nezha, Muzha, and the others were still alive. More than ten immortals of Jie School were seriously injured. If Lu Yue left safely, the losses tonight would be too great.
"Generals, save the injured! Patrol everywhere! "
He chased and traversed dozens of kilometers in the blink of an eye. Lu Yue was a little slow with Zhu Tianlin and was intercepted by Yang Jian.
Lu Yue threw Zhu Tianlin away and held a wooden staff in his hand. He actually blocked Yang Jian head-on.
With a sway of his body, Lu Yue revealed three heads and six arms. Each arm was wrapped in black cloth. He held a few Dharma treasures in his hands. They were the Plague Centipede, the Plague Radiant Umbrella, the Plague Scattering Whip, the Plague Extermination Seal, and the Plague Stopping Sword.
Those were all items that he had cultivated with him. Half of his poisonous attacks were on those Dharma treasures. At that moment, he used his full strength. Wherever his figure passed, not a single blade of grass would grow.
Yang Jian did not stop. Regardless of whether he had three heads and six arms or a thousand arms, he only smashed his dragon spear.
Clang!
There was a loud bang and a wave of air raged. Lu Yue staggered back, his eyes filled with surprise.
Although he had seen Yang Jian kill in all directions, he had always felt that he was not a match for Yang Jian if he went all out. That was why he did not listen to Shen Gongbao's advice and sneak attacked the Zhou camp tonight.
Yang Jian was not surprised by Lu Yue's strength. If Lu Yue did not have such abilities, Uncle-Master Huang Long would not have stayed behind to remind him to be careful.
However, with such Dharma powers, which were not weaker than Zhao Gongming when he was protected by the Indeterminate Sea Divine Pearl, Lu Yue was actually scheming and advancing step by step …
The killing intent in Yang Jian's heart intensified. The two figures chased and fled at the border of the Shang and Zhou Dynasties. Wherever they passed, mountains collapsed and the earth cracked. The battle caused the universe to reverse and the rivers to flow backward.
The stars lost their color and the moon hid in the clouds.
After fighting for a hundred rounds, Lu Yue gradually lost. However, Yang Jian became more and more courageous. His spear transformed into a dragon and forced Lu Yue to retreat.
Yang Jian's long hair fluttered in the wind. He did not care and only wanted Lu Yue's life.
He sent the Plague Stopping Sword flying with a spear. The tip of the spear flashed with a cold light and brushed past Lu Yue's neck.
Lu Yue tried his best to dodge. Yang Jian's spear swept across and the black cloth wrapped around Lu Yue's face was blown away, revealing a horrifying face that was beyond recognition.
"How dare you bully me!"
Lu Yue cursed and rushed forward to attack.
Yang Jian's eyes were full of calmness. The dragon spear shone with starlight. Wisps of starlight broke through the clouds and gathered around Yang Jian.
Eighty-one Xuan Beads shone and 72 Transformations were waiting to be used.
One spear cut off the river of stars. There was no way to be a hero.
The Brilliant Plague Umbrella was broken!
The Scattering Plague Whip was broken!
The spear pierced through Lu Yue's chest and the spear left his hand. Yang Jian dodged Lu Yue's somewhat out of control and circled behind Lu Yue, holding the three-pointed, double-edged spear in his hand.
The two of them had their backs facing each other. A ray of moonlight slowly fell and Lu Yue looked down at his chest in shock. Black blood was flowing out of the bloody hole.
A stench spread out. Yang Jian turned around and was worried that Lu Yue would not die. He wanted to add a few more spears.
"If you kill me, your junior brothers will be buried with me!"
Lu Yue let out a low roar and Yang Jian could not help but stop in his tracks.
"That strange poison of mine is nurtured by my disciple Li Qi's essence soul. If you are infected with this poison, no immortal medicine or spirit pills can save you! Do you want them to die? Ah! "
Lu Yue stood there with his sword. Yang Jian frowned.
"Hahaha!" Lu Yue raised his head and laughed. Yang Jian suddenly realized that he had been tricked. He leaped forward and stabbed down with his spear. Lu Yue's body exploded, but only one of his palms was pierced by the tip of the spear.
Lu Yue had actually disappeared without a trace!
He was seriously injured and should not have been able to go far. This seemed to be Lu Yue's special skill — hiding.
Yang Jian's eyes shone brightly as he scanned his surroundings. However, he could not see Lu Yue's figure.
Could it be that this fellow also has a transformation mystical ability similar to the 72 Transformations?
Alright, I'm not ruthless enough. I gave Lu Yue a chance to speak. If I had killed him directly, I wouldn't have failed so miserably.
Lu Yue was rather impressive. He did not panic at the moment of his death. He had grasped Yang Jian's weakness and mentioned the poison that Nezha, Huang Tianhua, and the others had suffered from.
What kind of poison could the Saint not cure?
Yang Jian only needed to beg the Saint. Why should he listen to this fellow's nonsense … Forget it.
I've already seriously injured Lu Yue tonight. I reckon that he won't be able to come out for a few hundred years to heal.
Yang Jian sheathed his spear and flew back to Zhou Ying's camp.
Before he reached Zhou Ying, he saw a white crane flying over from the west and heaved a sigh of relief.
The White Crane Boy should have been sent by the Saint to deliver the pills to cure the poison …
Yang Jian turned to look southeast. There were traces of his battle with Lu Yue that stretched for thousands of kilometers. Countless living beings had died.
Next time, I will definitely kill this beast!
Yang Jian clenched his fists and his gaze was cold. He turned around and entered the camp.
…
"Master, Master, how are you?!"
"I won't die …"
Beside a mountain stream, Lu Yue, who had found Zhu Tianlin, was lying on the ground. The bloody hole in his chest was wrapped with a black cloth. He looked very pathetic.
Zhu Tianlin cried and hurriedly treated Lu Yue's injuries.
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