"Stupid girl, is this how you use a technique?"
In the rear, Wang Chong didn't know whether to laugh or to cry as he saw Song Youran using exactly what he had taught her. Not even he had expected that Song Youran would use the technique he had taught her to deal with the Black Yin Sect Protector who was much stronger than Wei Changting.
"Step on the Kun position and move to the Zhen position!"
Just as Song Youran was about to die to Black General Impermanence, Wang Chong suddenly spoke up.
Bzzz! While his mind was still thinking, his body had already begun to react. Song Youran took a step back and abruptly stepped out at a slight angle. Boom! There was a heaven-shaking boom as a destructive black Stellar Energy shot through the air, barely missing Song Youran by a few inches and shattering the boulder that was half a man's height into smithereens.
Let alone Song Youran, even Black General Impermanence was dumbfounded by this sudden sight.
"How could a little girl have this kind of strength!"
Black General Impermanence was both shocked and furious, his eyes brimming with disbelief. Without the slightest hesitation, the Stellar Energy in his dantian exploded, sending a torrent of evil energy howling into his right arm as he thrust a palm at Song Youran.
"Profound Sun Seals the Heavens!"
Wang Chong's voice rang out once more.
Song Youran raised her sword and flipped through the air, once more narrowly avoiding this attack. Not only that, Song Youran's sword had almost struck Black General Impermanence's arm. Black General Impermanence paled as he retreated like a bolt of lightning. At the same time, he punched at Song Youran.
"Crane Form! Crane Image!"
At this moment, Wang Chong spoke of a technique that he had never used before.
Boom! The Stellar Energy in Song Youran's body exploded, and with a crane's cry, spiritual energy gathered around her, transforming into a massive and lifelike red-crowned crane that descended and fused with Song Youran. A moment later, with a shrill cry of a crane, Song Youran's sword seemed to come to life, transforming into a thick stream of Sword Qi that shot through the air toward Black General Impermanence.
Screech!
The longsword left his hand, and the cries of cranes filled the void. The cries rose and fell, and the figures of countless little cranes appeared in the void.
Boom!
In the blink of an eye, Black General Impermanence had no time to think and could only hurriedly throw out a punch. Billowing black Qi and white light violently collided in the void. When the light dissipated and the Stellar Energy calmed down, countless Zhengqi League disciples watched in shock as a sharp sword pierced through Black General Impermanence's left shoulder. The tip of the sword pointed downwards and protruded out of Black General Impermanence's back, leaving only the hilt exposed.
Although this single strike had failed to kill Black General Impermanence, it had severely injured him.
"This is impossible!"
The first to exclaim in shock was not the distant Black General Impermanence, but Song Youran, who had personally caused all this. The Crane Form was one of the most powerful techniques of the Crane Escape Art.
Its most unique trait was that when the surrounding spiritual energy was extremely thick, it could be drawn over and fused with the user's Stellar Energy to unleash an attack far stronger than normal, heavily wounding the opponent. But Song Youran was well aware that this technique had an extremely harsh requirement for the density of the surrounding spiritual energy. She had practiced it for so long, but she had never succeeded even once.
"Foul girl, I'll kill you!"
Black General Impermanence's eyes went round in shock, but he quickly reacted and lunged at Song Youran. As a famous figure of the martial arts world, the Black and White Protectors of the Black Yin Sect, he could not allow himself to be defeated by a girl who was weaker than him.
"Stop him!"
The surrounding Zhengqi League experts were also stunned, but they quickly regained their composure and lunged at Black General Impermanence.
Swoosh!
At this moment, Song Youran retreated to Wang Chong's side.
"Young Master Qingyang, how do you know the moves of our Crane Escape Art?"
Song Youran asked in disbelief as she gazed at Wang Chong, who was leisurely strolling through the chaotic battlefield. The Crane Escape Art was a secret that could not be passed on to outsiders, but it seemed like Wang Chong understood it even more than she did. This was simply unbelievable.
"Haha, have you forgotten? I am Young Master Qingyang! "
Wang Chong faintly smiled as he found an impeccable excuse.
"Boom!"
At this moment, a massive boom came from the summit, accompanied by a heaven-shaking roar. Countless Zhengqi League experts were sent flying like ragdolls. At the same time, an elderly and panicked voice resounded in everyone's ears.
"All disciples, hear my order! Retreat! "
It was Elder Ouyang's voice!
After fighting with the Black Yin Ancestor for so long, Ouyang Changheng was finally unable to hold on any longer. The black Qilin on the summit had dimmed and cut a sorry figure. Song Youran's face instantly paled, and even her breathing stopped.
Ouyang Changheng was the strongest martial artist of the Zhengqi League, as well as one of the top-class experts of the Zhengqi League. Most importantly, the Black Yin Ancestor had always been extremely bloodthirsty and cruel. Once he set his sights on someone, he would not rest until they were dead, even if he had to chase them down for a thousand li. Once he retreated, the several hundred Zhengqi League disciples left behind would immediately suffer grievous casualties.
Elder Ouyang understood this principle, and it was obvious that he was at such a disadvantage in his battle with the Black Yin Ancestor that he believed he had no choice but to retreat.
Ignoring Song Youran's reaction, the Zhengqi League Ouyang Changheng's order caused the entire mountain to fall into a domino effect, sending everyone into a panic.
They had already been at a disadvantage against the Black Yin Sect experts, and now that they heard Elder Ouyang's order, they began to retreat in panic.
"Kekeke, the Ancestor is mighty! Old Ouyang can't hold on much longer!"
"Everyone, work harder! Slaughter the Zhengqi League until nothing remains!"
"Go!" "Go!"
The Black Yin Sect experts at the base of the mountain were invigorated by this sight, and they used this chance to strike while the iron was hot to attack the Righteous Alliance disciples on the mountain. "Aaaah!" Screams filled the air as more and more Zhengqi League experts fell to the ground like weeds. Looking down from the summit, one could see corpses strewn across the ground.
Swish!
In the chaotic battle, no one noticed a figure in the crowd getting closer and closer. When this figure was still seven or eight paces from Wang Chong's group, a fierce black energy suddenly shot through the air toward Wang Chong. No one had expected this. Only Wang Chong faintly smiled, apparently having predicted this.
"Haha, Wei Changting!"
Wang Chong clasped his hands behind his back, a hint of derision in his eyes. Although his strength had dropped, dealing with Wei Changting was still a piece of cake. Bzzz! Summoning his Stellar Energy, Wang Chong bent his index and middle fingers, preparing to flick them forward.
"A clown!"
He truly didn't care about a clown.
"Careful!"
But a moment later, something happened that left Wang Chong dumbfounded.
In a flash of light, a figure appeared in front of him. Swish! In the blink of an eye, Song Youran had been struck by Wei Changting's Sword Qi, piercing through her shoulder and causing her to fall to the ground, blood gushing out.
"Song Youran!"
In the crowd, Wei Changting had never imagined that his attack would be blocked by Song Youran.
"Young Miss!"
"Kill!"
The surrounding Zhengqi League experts reacted and madly charged at Wei Changting.
Even someone as talented as Wei Changting, hailed as a rising star of the evil path, couldn't help but fall back in panic.
"This foolish girl …"
Wang Chong stared in a daze at Song Youran, a complicated look in his eyes. With his strength, he was completely capable of blocking Wei Changting's attack. What he truly hadn't expected was for Song Youran to be willing to block it for him.
At this moment, Wang Chong felt an indescribable feeling. He was both surprised and moved.
He had originally planned to play around in the Zhengqi League, but now, Wang Chong felt that he could no longer ignore it.
"Miss Song, in truth, you didn't need to save me."
Wang Chong helped Song Youran up and fed her a recovery pill.
"Cough, cough, Young Master, what are you saying? I dragged you into this battle, so I must take responsibility. Moreover, Young Master saved my life, so how could I allow you to be injured?"
Song Youran lightly coughed, her breathing weak.
"Young Master, you should leave quickly. If you're too late, you really won't be able to leave! "
Song Youran's voice was tinged with concern and concern. Everyone in the world knew that Young Master Qingyang was not very skilled in martial arts. Given the Black Yin Ancestor's style, if Young Master Qingyang remained here, he would be doomed.
Wang Chong fell silent. Song Youran clearly still thought of him as that Young Master Qingyang.
"I'll just treat it as returning a favor!"
Wang Chong took in a deep breath as he looked at the chaotic battlefield on the summit and the Righteous Alliance disciples falling one by one, a thought flitting through his mind.
"Miss Song, rest here for now! I'll be right back! "
Wang Chong scanned the area, put down Song Youran, and strode toward Wei Changting with a flick of his sleeve. There, ten-some Zhengqi League disciples were attacking Wei Changting, but thanks to his unfathomable Demon Ghost Art, they were unable to take him down.
Not only that, Wei Changting had even managed to kill two of the Zhengqi League's experts.
"Hmph, it's your bad luck to run into me!"
Wang Chong turned his head to look down the mountain at Wei Changting, his robe flapping in the wind. With a flip of his hand, a stone had appeared between his index and middle fingers. There were still experts from the Zhengqi League on the mountain, so Wang Chong was not prepared to reveal his identity. But in dealing with Wei Changting, Wang Chong did not need to.
Clap!
Three seconds later, as Wei Changting was getting fiercer and fiercer, Wang Chong suddenly flicked his finger. Pa, a stone was ejected from the ground. This stone did not have much force behind it, nor was it very fast. Even an ordinary person, if they were just a little stronger, would be able to throw it.
But it was precisely these ordinary pebbles that, in the chaotic battle of over a dozen martial arts experts and the turbulent flow of Stellar Energy, had actually passed through layers upon layers of interception, as well as Wei Changting's Stellar Energy defense. Through a tiny gap, in the instant that Wei Changting made his move, they had precisely struck the 'Shenzhong' acupoint below his ribs.
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