Wen Shu and the others were already frightened by the mere twang of a bowstring. It was already very rare for them to survive the Jing Province battle.
They had all suffered different degrees of injuries.
This sudden voice gave them a fright.
"Who is it?"
"General Wen, be careful!"
On a towering tree, a green-robed swordsman holding a longsword walked out from behind the tree. He stepped on a thick branch and looked down at them with a smile. "I'm sorry, but you guys have to stay."
"You are …"
The more one of them looked, the more he felt that the person in front of him was similar to a certain person in the legends.
"That's … Yu Shangrong! Sword Devil Yu Shangrong?! "
As soon as he said that, Wen Shu's heart pounded violently.
At his peak, he was only slightly more powerful than Huang Shijie. He was still no match for Yu Zhenghai.
He had also heard of the battle between peak Eight-leaf cultivators in Radiant Cloud Forest. That unprecedented battle had become a legend in the cultivation world. This proved that the terrifying Sword Devil, Yu Shangrong, had a cultivation base that was on par with Yu Zhenghai.
Wen Shu's eyes burned as he stared at Yu Shangrong who was standing on the branch.
He could not panic.
Steady yourself.
"I've long heard of your great name, Sword Devil. My apologies for not recognizing you." Wen Shu cupped his hands and inhaled deeply at the same time.
Yu Shangrong said calmly,
"My sword never kills nameless people. Apart from Wen Shu, everyone else … vanish from my sight within three breaths. "
The remaining four looked at each other.
Wen Shu frowned and hurriedly said, "Deserting in the face of battle is a capital crime!"
The other four were not fools.
Who the f * ck could withstand this?
Running away?
You already ran away, okay!?
"My apologies, General Wen!"
What could he do in three breaths?
Of course, it was to run for his life!
The four of them turned around and fled!
In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the forest.
They could not be blamed. After all, they did not know that Yu Shangrong had severed his Golden Lotus.
Who would not be afraid of the Eight-leaf Yu Shangrong?
Wen Shu furrowed his brows, and his expression was extremely ugly.
Wen Shu suppressed his displeasure as he cupped his fists together and said, "I heard you have a grudge against Yu Zhenghai, the Sect Master of the Nether Sect. To tell you the truth, I have fought with him for hundreds of rounds. If you find him now, you will definitely be able to take him down. "
On the branch.
Yu Shangrong smiled faintly. "Looks like you don't know me."
"Hmm?"
"So what if I defeat him now? It'll be an unfair victory," Yu Shangrong said indifferently.
Wen Shu heaved a sigh of relief and said, "I have internal injuries now, sir …"
Yu Shangrong lowered his arms and cut him off. He tossed the scabbard into the air and grabbed the Longevity Sword with his left hand. Then, he pushed the scabbard away with his energy. Bam!
The scabbard sank into the tree.
The Longevity Sword glowed faintly red as it hovered before him.
"Unfortunately, you have to die."
After saying this, Yu Shangrong placed his palm on the sword.
His body was as light as a swallow as he rode on his sword!
Wen Shu's expression changed drastically. He quickly retreated, and several runes appeared between his palms.
Bang, bang, bang!
The two sides fought fiercely.
Yu Shangrong's expression was calm. He held his Longevity Sword in a reverse grip as he stepped forward.
Wen Shu acted as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He frantically added the characters and seals.
This was the Sword Demon!
This was the Evil Sky Pavilion's Mister Second, Yu Shangrong, who killed with every move he made. He was nicknamed the Sword Devil!
Even if Wen Shu was heavily injured, he still had to forcefully squeeze out his potential!
His eyes widened as more and more characters and seals appeared.
At this moment, the Sword Devil's figure blurred as he moved between the characters.
He was getting closer and closer!
He swung his Longevity Sword!
Bam! Bam!
The characters were repelled by the Longevity Sword.
The densely packed sword shadows dazzled Wen Shu's eyes.
When the Sword Devil was about to reach him, Wen Shu shouted, "Open!"
A circular energy wave surged into the surroundings.
His Eight-leaf avatar suddenly appeared. Boom!
The trees within dozens of meters were destroyed.
The avatar vanished in a breath's time.
Wen Shu felt the pressure on him lessen. 'Where's the Sword Devil?'
He looked up and saw Yu Shangrong somersaulting gracefully and calmly in the air above the cloud of dust.
'He's forced to retreat?'
Wen Shu was in disbelief.
Although he had fought with all his might, based on the Sword Devil's temper, he could have easily killed Wen Shu with his sword.
However, he did not expect Yu Shangrong to retreat at this moment.
Yu Shangrong dodged the shockwaves from the Eight-leaf avatar. When he landed, he took another step forward.
His speed was faster than before!
"Are you toying with me?"
Wen Shu felt that he was insulted.
He kept flipping his palms. Different characters appeared between his fingers. A faint golden radiance shone around his palms.
He pushed forward.
Yu Shangrong pushed away from the ground and shot up into the air. The sword in his hand hovered beside him.
Dense energy swords appeared in the air.
"Sword Devil Destiny."
Countless energy swords shot toward Wen Shu.
Wen Shu said softly, "That's all there is to the Sword Devil. You'll pay the price for underestimating your enemy."
He joined his palms together. His left index finger and right index finger were joined together.
He stomped his feet.
His fingers shone with a golden radiance.
A string of characters hung above his fingers — "End", "Holy", "Abandon", "Wisdom".
This was the Confucian School's most powerful technique.
The energy seals above his fingers formed a bullet-like trajectory.
Wen Shu shot toward the Sword Devil like a cannonball!
At this moment, Sword Devil Destiny's energy swords landed on the energy seals from Abandon Wisdom. Bam!
Bam! Bam!
Sword Demon's Destiny could not stop Abandon Wisdom.
Yu Shangrong's expression remained unchanged. He somersaulted 180 degrees and summoned his avatar as he retreated.
Whizz!
When his avatar appeared, a shocking scene unfolded.
Yu Shangrong merged with his avatar. The avatar's palms overlapped with his own.
His four palms intersected and met Abandon Wisdom's attack.
Time seemed to have slowed down.
It was a move that could have been executed in an instant, but it seemed to have been slowed down.
Wen Shu saw Yu Shangrong's Golden Lotus avatar from the corner of his eyes.
"The heavens are on my side! A Three-leaf Sword Devil who severed his Golden Lotus? You must have a death wish! "
Wen Shu was greatly shaken.
His anger had finally found an outlet.
Abandon Wisdom shone brightly between his fingers as it shot toward the four palms.
Energy intersected!
Boom!
The horizontal slash of energy instantly spread out. Bam! Bam! Bam! The towering trees in the surroundings were severed by the energy and toppled to the ground.
His vision cleared.
Wen Shu maintained Abandon Wisdom's posture. (PS: I really didn't know this was called the Thousand Year Kill. Awkward.)
Yu Shangrong's four palms overlapped and blocked the attack.
Wen Shu was shocked. His eyes were brimming with disbelief.
"How can a Three-leaf … block it? How can an avatar move? "Wen Shu's voice trembled.
The two of them began to fall.
"Alas, you know too little about avatars." Yu Shangrong spoke as though he was looking at a dead man.
Wen Shu was enraged. He said indignantly, "So what if I am? Even if I'm heavily injured, I'm not someone a mere Three-leaf cultivator like you can deal with …"
Swoosh! Swoosh!
The three leaves sliced across his neck in unison.
At this moment, the two of them landed on the ground.
Wen Shu's eyes widened. He looked at the three leaves incredulously.
Blood gushed out of his neck.
The three shining golden leaves flew back to the Longevity Sword's side.
Crack!
Two of the leaves split into two.
Five dazzling leaves spun in a circle before they flew toward the avatar and vanished into the blinding sunlight.
Yu Shangrong stood with the sun on his back. His slender figure seemed unreachable.
Wen Shu could not see Yu Shangrong's expression due to the contrast of the bright light.
"I'm invincible among Eight-leaf cultivators … I was and will be."
PS: Because I didn't want the plot to be broken, I wrote a little more. The two chapters have more words than before. Also, if there are any repetitive chapters in the future, just exit the original version and refresh it. I'm begging for monthly votes and recommendation votes, thank you.
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