Creak, creak …
The flying chariot creaked and cracked.
The Azure Dragon Hall's First Seat, Hua Chongyang, who was personally steering the ship, could not help but break into a cold sweat.
Even the cleverest housewife could not cook without rice … No matter how skilled the pilot was, he would not be able to unleash his full potential if the flying chariot was rotten.
The cracks on the formation runes on the carriage grew larger and larger. The carriage had no choice but to slow down.
Hua Chongyang could not stand it anymore. He said, "Cult Master, the flying chariot can't hold on any longer."
"Shut up!"
Yu Zhenghai's expression remained grim.
Even if the flying chariot was damaged, they had to run!
The scene of the blue lotus blooming left a lingering fear in his heart.
He really couldn't understand how an old man like his master could still display such great power.
In short, all he had to do was run as fast as he could.
Hua Chongyang mustered up his courage and said, "What I'm saying is that the flying chariot is slower than us flying on our own …"
"Hmm?"
Yu Zhenghai stood up.
He came to the side of the helm and looked down.
The flying chariot swayed as it moved forward at a snail's pace.
What was the difference between this and ordinary people running on the ground?
Indeed, he couldn't fly as fast as him.
Yu Zhenghai placed his hands on his back and said, "Abandon the chariot."
"This subordinate will obey the Cult Master's orders."
The Nether Sect's disciples leaped out of the flying chariot.
When Hua Chongyang saw Yu Zhenghai did not jump off the flying chariot, he could not help but say, "Sect Master, we can always rebuild the flying chariot in the future."
There was no need to say the second half of the sentence. If he was gone, then he was really gone.
Yu Zhenghai nodded and leaped into the air.
Hua Chongyang left the flying chariot at this moment.
Clang!
The flying chariot was already on the verge of collapse. Without the supply of Primal Qi, it plummeted from the sky.
The two of them hovered in the air and looked back.
Almost at the same time.
Not far away from the flying chariot, a muscular figure wielding an Overlord Spear charged toward them.
Duanmu Sheng shouted, "Traitor!"
Duanmu Sheng wielded the Overlord Spear in his right hand. His body was parallel to the ground as the tip of the spear shot out a cone-shaped energy wind.
Yu Zhenghai's body swayed. When he looked closer, he realized it was his Third Junior Brother, not his master. 'Thank goodness …'
He steadied himself.
He faced it with a single hand.
A thick energy seal wrapped around his right palm.
Bang, bang, bang!
It completely blocked the Overlord Spear's attack.
Hmm?
Yu Zhenghai was inwardly shocked. He scoffed and struck with his palm.
Bang!
The Great Dark Heaven Palm!
This palm was several times bigger than the previous one. It was like a sesame seed cake.
Stellar Energy from both sides collided.
Duanmu Sheng's arms went numb. He flipped several times in the air and fell to the ground.
When Hua Chongyang saw this, he said, "Leave it to me."
"No need." Yu Zhenghai descended slowly.
The three of them landed on the ground. The Nether Sect's disciples quickly gathered behind Yu Zhenghai and Hua Chongyang.
Both sides faced each other.
Duanmu Sheng thrust his Overlord Spear into the ground.
Bang!
He looked straight at Yu Zhenghai.
"Traitor."
Yu Zhenghai shook his head. "Third Junior Brother … It's been so many years, but your temper is still the same."
"I'm still better than you," Duanmu Sheng said.
"Where's master?" Yu Zhenghai looked behind Duanmu Sheng.
"Master has ordered me to bring you back … If you're willing to admit your mistake, perhaps he'll spare your life." Unlike Mingshi Yin, Duanmu Sheng spoke without mercy.
For Yu Zhenghai to rise to his current position, it was only natural that he had the ability to make judgments.
There was nothing behind him.
Yu Zhenghai felt greatly relieved.
He said, "Third Junior Brother, your Divine One Technique has improved a lot. If I hadn't used the Great Dark Heavenly Palm in time, I would've been injured by you. "
"Enough nonsense … I'm asking you, are you coming with me?" Duanmu Sheng did not buy it.
"Sigh."
Yu Zhenghai sighed and shook his head. "There's too much I can't do, senior brother … There are many people in this world who want me dead. The Noble Path wants me dead, and the Fiend Path wants me dead …"
"…" Duanmu Sheng was puzzled.
He looked at his Eldest Senior Brother in confusion.
He did not know why his Eldest Senior Brother would say such strange things.
Yu Zhenghai continued to say, "The vast world can't accommodate me?"
He could tell that Duanmu Sheng did not understand.
He sighed and stopped talking. He said, "I don't think you understand as well. If only Old Seventh were here … I'm sure he'd understand my feelings. "
"If he comes, I'll be the first to capture him," Duanmu Sheng said.
"Can you?" Yu Zhenghai retorted.
"Uh …"
He looked at Hua Chongyang who was standing next to Yu Zhenghai.
Although Hua Chongyang did not make a move, he could sense that Hua Chongyang was an elite.
An elite who was far more powerful than him.
Even without Hua Chongyang, Duanmu Sheng would not be able to defeat Yu Zhenghai.
Initially, he wanted to try his luck. Perhaps, his Eldest Senior Brother would be injured by the grand technique. Alas, that did not happen.
Duanmu Sheng asked, "Let me ask you, are you behind the Heavenly Sword Sect on the Lotus Dais?"
Yu Zhenghai chuckled and said disapprovingly, "Is the Heavenly Sword Sect worthy of working with the Nether Sect? I won't lie to you … The Heavenly Sword Sect is one of the Nether Sect's targets. "
"…"
"Ever since Luo Changfeng's death, the Heavenly Sword Sect has been declining. Luo Xingkong is merely struggling at death's door … This is a good opportunity for the Nether Sect to take him down, "Yu Zhenghai said.
"You want to help master?" Duanmu Sheng was slightly shocked.
"No …"
Yu Zhenghai shook his head. "I'm helping myself."
"What's your goal?" Duanmu Sheng asked.
Yu Zhenghai smiled faintly.
He walked up to Duanmu Sheng …
Duanmu Sheng could not help but take a step back.
"Don't be nervous." Yu Zhenghai patted his shoulder. "Is master well?"
"He's fine." Duanmu Sheng's expression was one of wariness.
"Really?"
"If it's not true, why did you run?" Duanmu Sheng said sarcastically.
"…"
Yu Zhenghai was momentarily at a loss for words. However, he quickly smiled and said, "Have you ever seen someone run so slowly?"
How could he call this a matter between elites running?
Duanmu Sheng scratched his head and said, "You're right … If I were you, I would've abandoned the chariot and fled a long time ago."
Hua Chongyang. "???"
Yu Zhenghai's expression was calm. It was as though he was talking about something normal.
The two of them fell silent for a moment. Then, Yu Zhenghai suddenly said, "Did master mention me?"
Duanmu Sheng shook his head.
He wanted to say, 'What's the point of mentioning you?' He felt angry.
Moreover, as disciples, they did not dare to mention Yu Zhenghai to their master.
"Did he mention Second Junior Brother?" Yu Zhenghai asked again.
"No," Duanmu Sheng replied.
"That's good …"
"…"
Yu Zhenghai patted Duanmu Sheng's shoulder again and said, "Go back …"
Duanmu Sheng looked at Yu Zhenghai solemnly and said, "Give me half a year …"
"Why?"
"I'll fight you in half a year," Duanmu Sheng said.
Yu Zhenghai nodded and praised, "It's a good thing that you're brave enough to challenge me … Go back and work hard."
"I'll defeat you," Duanmu Sheng said.
Yu Zhenghai frowned slightly and said with a sigh, "Your Second Senior Brother said the same thing."
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