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Chapter 204

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"Did it work?" Li Yong gasped for breath as he held onto the broken bridge and looked down.

He saw Meng Po stab her crutch into the rocks and use it as a foothold. She then leapt up and charged out of the lava lake.

"You're so vicious, young man. It seems your parents never taught you to respect the old and love the young!" Her voice was somewhat hoarse. Her withered old hand grabbed at Li Yong's skull like a ghost's claw.

Li Yong wanted to dodge, but he felt his body suddenly become sticky and weak. He was shocked. He didn't know when he had been hit, but before he could think, his head was pressed down by the hand, and he felt an unbearable pain.

"Scram!" He roared. He didn't care about his moves and used his sword like a saber, chopping forward.

"Young people will always be young people!" Meng Po laughed strangely like an owl. At the same time, she pressed down on Li Yong's head and leapt behind him. At the same time, she slapped forward with both hands. She estimated that even a cultivator would be pushed back a few steps by the force of this slap, let alone Li Yong. He would definitely be pushed into the lava lake.

If she didn't see him burn to ashes, she wouldn't be able to dispel the hatred in her heart.

Li Yong suddenly sneered. The slash was actually a feint. The Curved Serpent Sword drew a circular arc in the air, slicing towards Meng Po's head.

"I almost fell for your trick!" Meng Po let out a strange cry. Midway, she changed her move again. Her body flew backwards like a large bird, Yuan Qi covering her palms. She stroked the air, and the black water rippled once more.

The sword light entered the ripples and no longer made a sound.

Li Yong's move failed. He crouched down and dashed forward, swinging his Curved Serpent Sword several times. However, the sword light was all swallowed by the black water ripples, not harming Meng Po in the slightest.

The huge consumption of Yuan Qi caused his breathing to become increasingly ragged. He could no longer suppress his injuries. The situation was getting worse and worse.

I'll die if this continues! If I die, she won't be able to escape!

What should I do? Run?

Meng Po laughed strangely as she waved her hands in the air. The ripples grew larger and larger, covering the charging Li Yong.

Li Yong clenched his teeth and suddenly rushed forward, passing by Meng Po.

"Want to run?" Meng Po glanced at him from the corner of her eyes. "It's true that young people cherish their lives. However, if you bring someone with you, you won't be able to escape from me."

Li Yong, who had fled a hundred feet away, suddenly stopped. "What nonsense are you spouting? I've experienced dozens of life and death battles. When have I ever escaped?!"

Turning around, vital energy surged into the sky like tidewater. It was cold and tyrannical, like a python hissing with its head raised. It stared venomously at Meng Po.

"Golden Snake Comes Out of Its Hole!"

Countless streams of Qi interweaved and evolved, attaching themselves to the Crooked Serpent Sword. Golden light flashed, and a giant golden serpent with the Crooked Serpent Sword as its support bit towards Meng Po.

All of Xiao Chen's Essence was drained in this move. It could be said that he was fighting with his back to the river, staking it all on this one throw.

"I've long since seen through the weaknesses of your moves. I've been waiting for you!" Meng Po let out a strange laugh. Instead of retreating, she advanced. Her hands suddenly stretched forward and reached into the giant python's mouth, pushing the black ripples into it.

In the next moment, the golden serpent let out a mournful wail as it was corroded by the black water. Its color changed, and with a boom, the golden serpent made of pure vital energy exploded into pieces.

Li Yong's body flew out like a rag. His face was as white as paper, and the pain was unbearable.

"Young man, your sword moves are strong on the outside, but weak on the inside." Meng Po stood in her original spot, completely unharmed. She sneered, "It looks like you're relying on your sword, but in reality, it's your body. Once you're hit, no matter how strong your moves are, they'll be as fleeting as smoke. Young man, you're still far from it. "

Li Yong struggled to sit up, coughing up blood. His expression became even more frightening.

He struggled to speak, but because of his hurried breathing, he stuttered like a broken gong. "Impudent … impudent … old thing, I … am the Judicial Department's … Commander …"

"Master, catch!"

At this moment, something was thrown at him from behind. He subconsciously reached out to catch it. It was the Silk God Death Mask. He turned his head to look at Yue Er, who had appeared behind him at some point. "Didn't I tell you to wait?"

"Master, don't be angry. Quickly put it on. Defeating this old woman is more important."

"The Silk God Death Mask?" Meng Po's expression became even more derisive. "Once you put it on, you'll have no hope of advancing any further. Martial cultivation will become a legend to you."

"But, you're afraid of it, right?" Li Yong sneered.

Meng Po said, "Then why don't you put it on?"

Li Yong struggled to stand and straightened his back. "I've been cultivating for eighteen years. No matter how dangerous the situation, I've never relied on external objects. I didn't in the past, and I definitely won't this time!"

"Then you're seeking your own death!" Meng Po laughed strangely.

Li Yong threw the God Death Mask back to Yue 'er. Suddenly, he cackled strangely. It was even weirder than Grandma Meng's, more sinister, and more mischievous. "Today, this seat finally understands what martial cultivation is."

"I also want to know." Meng Po's eyes flashed.

"To put it bluntly," Li Yong walked towards Meng Po. "It's not the true temperament that I thought it would be, but the realm of 'Enlightened Person'. Only a true person can comprehend it."

The Curved Serpent Sword was covered in a layer of mysterious light. It was denser than the light of Origin Qi, more tangible, more colorful, and more heavy.

"This is True Qi?" Meng Po watched in a daze.

When the Curved Serpent Sword pierced through the ripples without any resistance and pierced her heart, she suddenly laughed.

"Master, why didn't she feel pain before her death? Instead, she seemed happy."

"Because she obtained something happier than death. We cultivators call this' breaking through '."

"Master, your smile doesn't look so ugly."

"You talk too much!"

… …

In the haunted house.

The courtyard was filled with the corpses of the ghost officials and the haunted house's hired thugs. Lianhai Changjin and the other two stood back to back, panting as they looked at the three Hall Masters.

At the beginning of the battle, Cheng Kong and the other two Hall Masters didn't participate. Instead, they watched the show from the sidelines.

Halfway through, they began to harass them. In the end, although they killed all the small fries and minions, they themselves were like arrows at the end of their flight. Everyone's Origin Qi was about to run out.

Lianhai Changjin was in a slightly better state. She was the first to speak. "I'm very happy to be able to fight with you two. If I can't escape today, I hope we can meet again in the sea of stars."

"What, what are you talking about!" Ma Guanshan said through gritted teeth. "I'm the only child in the Ma family. I haven't even had a child yet. How can I go to the sea of stars to meet my ancestors!"

Ye Qing said in a low voice, "I, I also think that meeting you two was the greatest luck of my life …"

Although her voice was low, Ma Guanshan heard it. He teased, "Oh, oh, oh, it's rare for you to show your true feelings. I suddenly feel that even if I die now, I won't have any regrets."

"Get out of here!" Ye Qing was furious. She wanted to kick him but didn't have the strength.

"We're friends." Lianhai Changjin said with a smile. "If we can't live together, we hope we can die together."

"If we can't live together, we hope we can die together."

"If you've said your last words, then go on your way." Cheng Kong was the first to attack. She used a mirror. Every time the mirror flashed, something that looked like a resentful spirit would come out and float in the air. Moreover, their cultivation wasn't weak, so they were very difficult to deal with.

This time, the mirror flashed out a dozen or so resentful spirits.

Lianhai Changjin took a deep breath, opened her jade fan, and went up to meet them.

Ye Qing's opponent was Xue Yue. Both sides used swords. Ye Qing cultivated the "Wave Breaker Sword Art", a sword art that focused on speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness. It was especially efficient in killing people. Half of the corpses on the field were killed by her.

If she hadn't been poisoned by Ye Shiqing, she would have been even stronger.

Needless to say, Xue Yue's sword cultivation was the sword art of a cultivator who had been completely devoured by the God Death Mask. Therefore, her sword style was strange, treacherous, and complex. Perhaps the previous style was the masculine "Shooting Golden Crow", while the next style was the soft "Spirit Snake Sword".

Ye Qing's sword style was simple and straightforward, so she was at a disadvantage. She was no match for Xue Yue at all and was stabbed in the shoulder on the seventh move.

Xue Yue looked like a timid girl next door, but when she fought, she wasn't gentle at all. Especially after seeing blood, the speed of her sword became faster and faster.

After only twenty moves, Ye Qing was on the verge of despair.

Ma Guanshan saw this and was anxious. His opponent was naturally Feng Hua, the woman who was known as the "Walking Blade Art". This time, she was unsurprisingly at a disadvantage.

Not to mention that his vitality was almost exhausted, even if he was in perfect condition, he still wouldn't be a match for her.

"You still have time to care about others?" Feng Hua took the opportunity when he was distracted and slashed at his back.

Fortunately, Ma Guanshan's most commendable trait was his patience. Getting injured and bleeding was a common occurrence.

However, because of the sharp pain, he couldn't help but be absent-minded. Because of this, he was knocked to the ground by a simple sweep kick from Feng Hua.

Feng Hua disdainfully stepped on his injured back. "You treat the Violent Blade Art like a treasure. Country bumpkin, it's better for you to die early." The big blade in her hand suddenly slashed down.

"Amorous!"

At this moment, Lianhai Changjin suddenly opened his folding fan. An invisible aura surged out from his body, similar to the feeling of the "Cave Spirit Scripture". The color of the entire world suddenly changed, turning gray.

Although the black mountain was originally covered in darkness, even the "Dark Sky and Dark Earth" itself became gray. Of course, this also included the three Hall Masters. It was as if space had been frozen.

"Hurry up and do it, I can't hold on for much longer!" he shouted.

Both of them were only one fatal strike away from each other. They originally thought that they wouldn't be able to escape, so they hurriedly used their special skills.

As Lianhai Changjin spoke, he charged at Cheng Kong. The latter could only watch helplessly as his folding fan cut off her head like a sharp blade.

In the next moment, the aura suddenly dissipated. He also fell to the ground together with Cheng Kong's corpse.

The Dark Demon Blade slipped out of his hand. Ma Guanshan hurriedly ran to Lianhai Changjin's side and checked his pulse. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief. "So this brat fainted."

Ye Qing staggered over and looked around at the corpses all over the ground. As if she had just woken up from a dream, she murmured, "We … survived?"

"Ah, it's all thanks to him." Ma Guanshan sat on the ground. "Should I say that he's worthy of being the young master of the World Manor? As expected, until the very last moment, we still don't know the limits of his strength. However, I'm guessing that he must have fainted because he didn't want us to ask him questions. "

"What kind of logic is that? Do you think he could have fainted on his own?" Ye Qing couldn't help but roll her eyes. Then, she inadvertently raised her head to look at the sky. She was shocked. "What, what is that?"

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