The flying sword shook the nearby airflow and a powerful deterrent followed. This was the power of a mid-stage Tribulation Passing cultivator. Wu Sihai shouted, "Wu Zhenggang, stop!" But it was too late.
Yue Qianchou didn't have time to think too much. The speed and power of his opponent's attack were extremely shocking, so he didn't have time to think too much. With just a thought, the flying sword had already arrived in front of him with a terrifying aura. "Ah!" Yue Qianchou let out a furious roar. In an instant, endless flames burst out of his body in the form of an explosion. They were azure flames. With his temper, he couldn't help but be angry. He listened to Wu Sihai and put away the green flame, but Wu Zhenggang took the opportunity to attack. How could he swallow this anger?
The green flames rushed over, and the surrounding people were shocked. Their gazes quickly swept across the surroundings, and they felt as though there was no way to escape. Everyone had experienced the power of the green flame before. An early-stage Tribulation Passing Elder was burned to ashes in an instant. How could they dare to let it touch them? In desperation, the group of people directly swung their swords at the wall behind them. They broke a hole in the wall.
Wu Zhenggang didn't have a sword in his hand, but his cultivation was profound. With a backhand palm, a thick stone wall was blown away. His body followed the palm force and flashed out. Yue Qianchou, who had released the fire, was even more shocked. He thought that the green flame would be able to melt the flying sword. He didn't expect that although the opponent's sword showed signs of melting, it was enough to take his life before it melted. The time he wasted due to his misjudgment made it too late for him to dodge.
Inside the storage pouch, a series of cold lights flew out like lightning. With almost zero error, they collided with the flying sword one after another. The almost indiscernible sound was produced by the continuous attacks of nearly twenty flying swords. Only then did the other party's flying sword's offensive was stopped. Without hesitation, Yue Qianchou waved his hand and condensed a tornado-like green flame. He stood in the sea of fire and used the flames to wrap around the flying sword, burning it at the highest temperature. As long as the flying sword was not destroyed, it was possible for the other party to attack from a distance. If the flying sword of a middle stage Tribulation Passing Cultivator attacked him continuously, he would not be able to withstand it.
The walls of the Wu Clan's Ancestral Shrine suddenly had a circle of holes. A person flashed out from each hole, and behind each person was a cyan fire dragon. Looking from the sky, the Wu clan's ancestral hall had turned into a multi-legged crab. The elders who escaped from the house stood far away, their expressions uncertain. They never thought that more than forty Crossing Tribulation Stage elders would be forced to flee by a young man in the Core Formation Stage.
In fact, they were still considered lucky. A few disciples who were guarding the entrance of the ancestral shrine didn't know what was going on and didn't have time to escape. They were instantly engulfed by the raging flames and didn't even have time to scream.
Although it seemed slow, it was actually very fast. From the moment Wu Zhenggang made his move until now, only a few blinks of an eye had passed. After Wu Zheng Gang steadied himself, he grimaced in anger. He wanted to summon his flying sword to continue attacking, but his expression changed. He discovered that he had just lost contact with his flying sword.
The flying sword was destroyed? This was impossible. Wu Zheng Gang looked at the cyan flames that had already engulfed the Ancestral Shrine in disbelief. As the Great Elder of the Wu Clan's Elder Council, the flying sword he used was a middle tier magic treasure. How could it be destroyed in an instant? Even a late stage Tribulation Passing Cultivator would need some effort to destroy it! Could it be that this cyan flame was so terrifying? Wu Zheng Gang's pupils shrank as he looked at the burning flame. He didn't believe that Yue Qianchou could destroy his flying sword with his cultivation. The only possibility was this strange cyan flame.
"Wu Zheng Gang, you are in big trouble!" Wu Sihai, who was dozens of meters away, roared at him. Wu Sihai had always believed that there was a mysterious and powerful force behind Yue Qianchou. This time, he offended Yue Qianchou, and he didn't know what kind of revenge he would receive.
"He is just a rogue cultivator without anyone to rely on. Why should we be afraid of him?" Wu Zhenggang replied loudly. He was feeling heartache for his flying sword. Furthermore, he didn't think that there would be any consequences after offending Yue Qianchou. He immediately waved his hand and yelled, "Everyone, surround this scum that destroyed our Wu Clan's Ancestral Shrine. I don't believe that he will hide in the fire forever." Some of the elders who would listen to his orders immediately flew to all directions of the Ancestral Shrine.
The azure flames soared into the sky and became the most eye-catching place in the entire Wu Clan. The Wu Clan's clansmen flew over one after another and gathered around in confusion. Those who were able to talk to the elders were all asking what was happening. Wu Licheng asked his grandfather, and when he found out that the culprit was Yue Qianchou, he was a little dumbfounded. He muttered to himself, "How could this be? How is this possible? Why would Brother Yue destroy our Wu Clan's Ancestral Shrine? "
Wu Sihai glared at Wu Zhenggang and said in a bad mood, "Isn't it because someone forced him to?!"
On the bustling Hat Island, there were taverns, teahouses, and shops in great numbers. There were people coming and going on the streets. Suddenly, someone shouted, "Quickly look, what happened to the Wu Clan?" Everyone looked over and saw a cyan light soaring into the sky from the Wu Clan's direction. No one knew what was going on. Without anyone asking, as long as they had the ability to fly, they all jumped onto the roofs on both sides of the street to watch.
"Oh my god! Is that cyan flame? "
"It should be. Can't you see that it looks like a raging flame? Strange, why is there a cyan flame? What is the Wu Clan doing? "
"What's so strange about it? Previously, I saw Yue Qianchou's Starflame Fire Art in the Hundred Flowers Valley. The raging flame he released was actually a scarlet red flame."
"Eh? Quickly look, there seems to be someone standing on the burning roof. Uh … could it be that I saw wrongly? How can there be someone standing in the fire? "
A few flying swords pierced a hole on the roof with a rumbling sound. Yue Qianchou flew out and stood on the roof while carrying the cyan raging flame. He looked around and fixed his eyes on Wu Zhenggang. Yue Qianchou, who was looking down from above, had a gloomy gaze and didn't say a word. He was like a fire god, and his aura pressured everyone.
"Swish …" The sound of high-speed flying echoed. Everyone turned around and looked over, including Yue Qianchou. They saw three black dots flying over from the waterfall behind the Wu Clan. The three black dots arrived in a few moments after traveling such a long distance. The three elders were floating in the air not far from Yue Qianchou. Perhaps they felt the powerful temperature of the cyan flame, the three of them looked at each other in astonishment. Meanwhile, Yue Qianchou was also sizing up the three of them. His heart thumped, and he knew that this was bad. From the speed of the three of them, they should be cultivators at the final stage of the Tribulation Transcendence Realm. Looking at their attire, they were undoubtedly from the Wu Clan.
As expected, the Wu Clan members below bowed in unison and said, "Greetings, Clan Elder!" Wu Zhenggang originally wanted to call for everyone to make a move, but the clan elder with the highest seniority in the clan had arrived. It wasn't his turn to speak.
The three old men standing in the air didn't care about the people below. The elder in the middle frowned and said, "Young man, who are you? Why are you burning our Wu Clan's ancestral hall?" In this era, a clan's ancestral hall was the most sacred place of the clan. Destroying the ancestral hall was equivalent to making everyone in the clan an enemy.
Yue Qianchou knew that he wouldn't be able to gain the upper hand this time. Three cultivators at the final stage of the Tribulation Transcendence Realm came at once. Compared to a cultivator at the middle stage of the Tribulation Transcendence Realm, the difference was like heaven and earth. Although the cyan flame was powerful, it was impossible for him to control the cyan flame with his current cultivation. Perhaps he could try when he reached the Original Infant Stage, but if he tried now, he would be courting death.
Yue Qianchou didn't answer the elder's question. His gaze slowly shifted to Wu Zhenggang again. He coldly humphed and said, "Wu Zhenggang, you've gone too far!" Then he looked around and coldly said, "Your Wu Clan is ungrateful! You've gone too far! You actually wanted to steal the Spirit Stones I auctioned and even wanted to kill me to silence me. Hehe! Very good, very good! Remember what happened today. How much you have stolen from me today, I will make you spit it out ten times or even a hundred times more in the future. As for you, Wu Zhenggang, your head is temporarily on your neck. Wait for me to take it. Hehe! I, Yue Qianchou, will make my words clear today. Everyone, just wait and see! "
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