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Chapter 404

Words:4716Update:22/06/27 06:46:16

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Xiang Lie's temper was similar to Duanmu Sheng's. He seemed to have a fiery temper.

He did not care if the people around him could withstand the soundwave with his Primal Qi. All he cared about was his own pleasure.

The soldiers on the ground could not help but cover their ears in fear.

Everyone's eyes were trained on the flying chariot, waiting for its response.

They had a feeling that Yu Zhenghai might not be here. If he were here, he would not have to endure the humiliation of being surrounded like this.

Hua Chongyang was about to speak when …

A gentle and pleasant voice rang from Liu Bing's war chariot.

"Uncle Xiang."

Xiang Lie frowned as he looked at Liu Bing's war chariot.

Everyone's eyes shifted from Xiang Lie to the war chariot. It was clear the voice belonged to a woman. Her voice was pleasing to the ears.

"Yong Ning?"

An elegant and chic woman stepped out of the war chariot. Her red robes accentuated the pearls on her temples. Her eyes were as bright as the moon.

This was Great Yan's Princess Yong Ning, Liu Wenjun.

When Little Yuan 'er saw Princess Yong Ning, she who was observing from the shadows in the pavilion giggled and said, "Master, Big Sister Yong Ning is beautiful."

Lu Zhou waved his arm. A weak energy barrier blocked the three of them.

If they spoke like this, they would easily alert the elites. It was best to be careful.

Princess Yong Ning bowed at Xiang Lie.

However, this bow really frightened Xiang Lie. A ruler was a subject, and a son was a father. Although he was respectful, he did not dare to ask the princess to bow. He raised his palm and held Princess Yong Ning back with his energy. He said, "You're too kind, Your Highness."

Princess Yong Ning smiled faintly. She looked like a spring flower as she said, "Uncle Xiang, didn't you go to Yi Province?"

"I happened to be passing by."

'Passing by? What a blunt word.'

Liang Province was to the north of Yi Province. It was not a passing place.

The Roulian leader, Ha Luo, bowed at Yong Ning and said with a smile, "So, it's Princess Yong Ning …"

At this moment, Liu Bing said,

"Yong Ning, this isn't the time for small talk."

Princess Yong Ning said.

"Are we really going to fight?"

Xiang Lie frowned and said, "Yong Ning, if you're trying to plead on behalf of the Nether Sect, forget it … Move aside. Otherwise, no one will be able to help you if a fight breaks out."

Liu Bing looked at Yong Ning and said, "Do you know why Imperial Father asked me to bring you here?"

How could Yong Ning not know?

But she wasn't angry or annoyed at all. She said calmly, "Don't worry about me …"

His words seemed to be directed at Liu Bing, but it also seemed to be directed at the people in the flying chariot.

"Take her away!" Liu Bing waved his hand, and two generals brought Yong Ning back to the chariot.



The moment he finished speaking, Hua Chongyang struck first.

An 80 to 90 feet tall avatar appeared. "Bai Yuqing, fight alongside me."

"Alright!"

Bai Yuqing did not activate his avatar. The two of them attacked Liu Bing at lightning speed.

The flying chariot retreated. The expressions of the six generals darkened as they flew forward.

The two sides immediately engaged in a fierce battle, their Stellar Energy crisscrossing!

The soldiers below continued to retreat!

Bang, bang, bang!

It was filled with the sound of Dharmakaya colliding!

It was dazzling!

Ha Luo summoned his wolf king avatar again. A sneer appeared on his face as he looked at the flying chariot.

"Ha Luo, your opponent is me …"

Yang Yan and Di Qing leaped out of the flying chariot and charged at the huge square formation of the Other Tribesmen.

The Four Great Protectors left the flying chariot.

The cultivators around the Nether Sect's flying chariot gathered. They circulated their Primal Qi at the same time and formed a huge barrier around the flying chariot.

Xiang Lie laughed. "This is the will of the heavens. Your four subordinates won't be able to protect you! Yu Zhenghai … Die! "

He raised his hand and struck!

A huge talisman seal flew toward the flying chariot.

Boom!

The talisman seal landed on the flying chariot and vanished.

"Hm?" Xiang Lie frowned. He looked at the veins on the flying chariot and exclaimed in shock, "The Celestial Masters Sect's Formation veins?"

Meanwhile.

Yang Yan and Di Qing were engaged in battle with the Other Tribesmen as well.

The entire Liang Province City seemed to be occupied by the avatars.

All the cultivators in Liang Province City looked up and watched the grand battle unfold in the sky.

The Four Great Protectors could still fight the two opposing forces one by one.

How were the remaining flying chariot going to withstand the attacks of the Eight-leaf elite, Xiang Lie?

Inside the flying chariot …

It was unusually quiet.

The Nether Sect disciples guarded the flying chariot relentlessly.

They believed in the people on the flying chariot even if they had to fight to the death.

Xiang Lie said, "Yu Zhenghai, I've underestimated you. Do you plan to hide in your turtle shell forever?"

There was no reply from the flying chariot.

Inside the pavilion.

Lu Zhou was not paying attention to the Four Great Protectors' battle. Instead, he was focused on the flying chariot.

He was wondering if Yu Zhenghai was in the flying chariot.

Yu Zhenghai was the only one who could turn the situation around!

Xiang Lie laughed. He raised his palm again and struck the flying chariot.

A huge offensive Daoist talisman seal appeared. It was dazzling.

Boom!

The flying chariot shook.

Creak! Creak! The Formation veins cracked.

"This is bad! Sect master … Let's go!" The Azure Dragon Hall's Second Seat, Yu Hong, leaped onto the flying chariot.

Hua Chongyang and Bai Yuqing had the upper hand. Hua Chongyang turned to look. "Bai Yuqing, go back and reinforce them. I'll take care of them!"

"Alright!"

Bai Yuqing conjured his Expansive Heavenly Energy and attacked Xiang Lie from midair.

The pressure on Hua Chongyang increased immediately. He fought against six avatars alone!

The six avatars surrounded him like a game of Go.

Thunderous sounds of collisions rang in the air.

In a battle like this, there was no time to care about the buildings below. Liang Province City was already in ruins.



Bai Yuqing attacked from the side. Xiang Lie sneered and said, "A Seven-leaf cultivator is a Seven-leaf cultivator, after all …"

He folded his palms and made hand seals.

Dozens of talisman seals shot toward Bai Yuqing.

Bai Yuqing was shocked. He activated his Expansive Heavenly Energy. Boom! Boom! Boom!

There was a difference in their cultivation realms, after all. Bai Yuqing reeled back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Kill the Nether Sect's Four Great Protectors! Yu Zhenghai isn't on the flying chariot! "Xiang Lie was certain he knew Yu Zhenghai well.

If Yu Zhenghai were here, he would have come out and taken control of the situation. There was no need for him to cower.

Xiang Lie's voice resounded in the surroundings.

Ha Luo sneered as well. His wolf king avatar suddenly expanded.

"Yang Yan, Di Qing … Do you really think a Six-leaf cultivator can lead an army?"

Whizz!

The Golden Lotus under the wolf king avatar's hooves expanded as well.

With a crack, a leaf appeared at the corner of the Golden Lotus.

Seven leaves spun around the Golden Lotus.

In the square formation, Ha Luo had become extremely powerful!

Boom! Boom!

Yang Yan and Di Qing were immediately sent flying by the wolf king. The instant their avatars vanished, they spat out a mouthful of blood.

Clearly, Hua Chongyang would not be able to hold on for much longer as well.

Xiang Lie nodded in satisfaction. He dove toward the flying chariot.

Boom!

The Formation veins cracked again.

Boom!

The Formation veins surged and shattered like glass.

The more than 1,000 Nether Sect cultivators were attacked twice by Xiang Lie's energy. They fell from the sky.

Xiang Lie landed on the flying chariot.

Primal Qi surged from his dantian's sea of Qi to his feet and the entire flying chariot.

Xiang Lie controlled the Nether Sect's flying chariot!

"As expected, it's empty."

Xiang Lie was about to step on the flying chariot and turn around to deal with Hua Chongyang when …

Whoosh!

Inside the flying chariot, a figure shot toward Xiang Lie's back at lightning speed.

Xiang Lie was not an ordinary person. He could sense the danger behind him.

He immediately activated his protective energy.

"Too late."

Bam!

Xiang Lie lunged forward. A peculiar power easily tore through his protective energy. Spat! He spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Uncle Xiang!" Liu Bing hovered in the air on the war chariot. When he saw this, an expression of shock appeared on his face. He hastily looked at the person on the flying chariot.

The person who appeared was not Yu Zhenghai.

It was the Evil Sky Pavilion's seventh disciple, Si Wuya.

Si Wuya retracted his palms. The talismans in his hands ignited and vanished into thin air.

Yu Hong endured the pain as he leaped onto the flying chariot.

"Mister Seventh! You've succeeded! "

Si Wuya walked to the helm of the flying chariot with a calm expression on his face. He looked down at Xiang Lie and said in a clear voice, "You're unlucky. I've studied the Celestial Masters Sect's mantra for so many years, but I didn't expect to use it on you."

All things in the world had their own weaknesses. An Eight-leaf cultivator was not without weaknesses.

In order to break his master's mantra, he had studied the Celestial Masters Sect's mantra diligently. Apart from that, his Eldest Senior Brother had also searched for a pile of talismans from the various Daoist sects to help him break the mantra.

The talismans were only used once before they were all gone.

However, once was enough.

Boom!

Xiang Lie crashed to the ground.

Si Wuya knew he was not dead. However, it was enough that he managed to injure Xiang Lie.

Yang Yan, Di Qing, and Bai Yuqing returned with injuries.

Hua Chongyang was the only one left.

Si Wuya looked at Liu Bing and said, "Liu Bing … From the moment you set foot in Liang Province's city, you've lost."

"Hm?"

"Xiang Lie is a minor accident. However, have you considered that Liang Province's Formation has always been intact? "Si Wuya's words caused Liu Bing's soldiers to exchange a look among themselves.

"Did you do it on purpose?" Liu Bing frowned deeply.

"You can say that … As for these Other Tribesmen, from the beginning until the end, they're nothing more than a bunch of uncivilized animals to me," Si Wuya said slowly. His words were like pearls to the heart.

Ha Luo was enraged when he heard this.

His wolf king avatar expanded again.

"Hahahaha …"

Perhaps, he was enraged by Si Wuya's words.

The 2,000 cultivators in the witchcraft square Formation looked up at the same time. Thick purple mist rose from their bodies.

The wolf king avatar continued to absorb the purple mist.

It grew larger and larger.

Ha Luo said loudly, "Do you really think you've calculated everything?"

Bai Yuqing hastily walked up to Si Wuya and said, "Mister Seventh, I request to retreat. The plan has succeeded. If we retreat, Ha Luo will surely target Liu Bing! "

Yang Yan and Di Qing bowed as well.

Si Wuya knew Ha Luo would hold back. After all these years, only he and Yu Zhenghai knew how well they knew the Other Tribesmen.

Retreat?

Follow the plan?

Liu Bing made a grabbing motion.

Yong Ning was bound in the air.

He had no other choice!

"Si Wuya, how dare you leave? It's impossible for you to reap the benefits without doing anything! "

"Yong Ning?!" Si Wuya frowned.

The three great protectors bowed again. "Mister Seventh! Please follow the plan! "

Si Wuya looked at Yong Ning who was hovering in the air.

Yong Ning's expression was calm. She was neither flustered nor flustered. There was even a warm smile on her face as she looked at Si Wuya who was standing on the flying chariot.

The corners of her lips curled up into a satisfied smile.

It was as though this was enough.

Yong Ning raised her right hand slightly. An energy sword materialized in her palm.

"Please continue with your plan …"

Yong Ning grabbed the energy sword and stabbed it at her chest.

When a person was uncertain about what they wanted, it was easy for them to be caught in a dilemma. When everything happened, all the choices would seem ludicrous, and there would be no other choice.

Si Wuya's eyes reflected the image of the energy sword being raised.

It was as though something had touched his heart.

With a tap of his feet, he shot toward Yong Ning like an arrow shot from a bow.

"An ill-fated couple … This is all the Evil Sky Pavilion's Mister Seventh amounts to!"

Inside the mobile Grand Witchcraft Formation, Ha Luo forcibly raised his wolf king avatar to the Eight-leaf stage. The Eight-leaf wolf king flew toward Si Wuya.

"Mister Seventh!"

No matter how much Yong Ning wanted to remain calm and collected, Yong Ning couldn't control her emotions.

However, when she saw Si Wuya flying toward her, her expression changed.

"Why?"

Yong Ning did not hold back. She stabbed with her energy sword.

Si Wuya had always thought of himself as a cold-blooded animal who would not be moved by anything. However, when the energy sword pierced him, he felt as if it had pierced his heart.

Blood splattered everywhere.

His clothes were stained.

Si Wuya launched countless palm seals in a frenzy. He sent Liu Bing's war chariot flying and grabbed Yong Ning.

Unfortunately, the wolf king avatar's claw landed a heavy blow on his back.

Bam!

Si Wuya's clothes were torn to shreds. He held Princess Yong Ning tightly as he plummeted toward the buildings in the distance like a kite with its string cut.

Ha Luo was overjoyed. "Looks like I'm the biggest winner today!"

He waved his arm.

The square formation was dispelled.

The witchcraft cultivators could not maintain their Eight-leaf avatars for too long.

The outcome of the battle was decided. All they had to do now was wrap things up.

The witchcraft cultivators dove toward the Nether Sect disciples on the ground.

In the end, Hua Chongyang could not hold on any longer. He was sent flying by the six generals.

Everything was settled?

Among the ruins.

Si Wuya supported Princess Yong Ning with one arm. For a time, he was speechless.

His expression was grim.

He remained in the same position. After a while, he could no longer control the surging Qi and blood in his body. He bent over and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He had no choice but to let go of Princess Yong Ning.

Just when Yong Ning was about to fall, Si Wuya struggled to his feet. He supported Yong Ning again and looked up at the battlefield.

Did his plan fail because of his stubbornness?

The 1,000 Nether Sect disciples were instantly surrounded by Liu Bing's men, the people of Lou Lan, and Rouli.



Yong Ning opened her eyes slightly. She raised her blood-stained right hand and grabbed Si Wuya's arm. She asked weakly, "Why?"

Si Wuya shook his head. His face was drained of blood. He did not know … He did not want to answer. All he knew was that he felt as though a boulder was pressing against his heart.

He was as cold and emotionless as ever.

He was like an emotionless machine.

Bam!

The huge chariot shattered in the air.

"You. Run. Now."

"I can't …" Si Wuya shook his head. His tone was filled with helplessness.

How could he escape without the flying chariot?

At this moment, Si Wuya felt that he had let down everyone. The Four Great Protectors, his Nether Sect brothers, and Yong Ning who was willing to die for him.

Si Wuya thought he had everything under control.

At this moment, he had run out of ideas.

Yong Ning's blood stained his arm. He could not gather his thoughts and come up with a plan.

Not only was he in pain, but he was also frustrated.

However, he had to stay calm.

'What should I do?

Am I going to watch everyone die? '

Creak.

Creak.

An old but spirited figure appeared next to Si Wuya.

Si Wuya frowned and looked up slowly.

He shuddered involuntarily.

His eyes were brimming with incredulity.

The old man's expression was calm. He stroked his beard with one hand and placed the other on his back. A little girl and a nervous middle-aged man stood next to him.

The world seemed to have fallen silent.

After what seemed like forever, Si Wuya finally said in a trembling voice, "Ma-master?!"

Lu Zhou shook his head and sighed.

"Rascal."

"My … disciple …" Si Wuya could not speak at all. It was as though his vocal cords were cut.

PS: Two chapters in one. Even so, the writing is too rough. There's more at night. '

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