The experts of the Canglan Tribe could already tell that he was the disciple that Blood Night Rain had kidnapped according to the successor of the Heavenly River.
However, it was obvious that Jie Xingmang was not as simple as a mere disciple of the Heavenly River. There must be a great secret on him.
Otherwise, Blood Night Rain and the experts of the Heavenly River would not have fought over him so fiercely.
Blood Night Rain had only let him go at the last moment when he had no other choice.
Now that he was thrown into the hands of the Canglan Tribe, it was like a hot potato.
It was best not to catch him without knowing the truth.
However, the patriarch of the tribe, Canglan Tie, had given the order that there was something fishy about Blood Night Rain, and that he was to be kept under control as much as possible.
It seemed like the fishy thing was Jie Xingmang, a living person.
Therefore, the experts of the Canglan Tribe immediately stepped forward and caught Jie Xingmang.
The people of the Heavenly River yelled furiously.
However, they did not lose their composure. They only sent a group of people to snatch Jie Xingmang away, while the others acted as a cover to hold back the experts of the Canglan Tribe and Blood Night Rain.
Although Blood Night Rain was still facing the threat of the Heavenly River Sword Dao, the pressure he was facing was much smaller than before.
Meanwhile, the pressure on the Canglan Tribe's side had increased significantly.
However, the expert of the Canglan Tribe who caught Jie Xingmang was overjoyed.
In their clan, the most superior Martial Dao was also the Sword Dao.
However, he could clearly sense the sword intent from Jie Xingmang's body that was different from the inheritance of the Heavenly River.
Previously, with Blood Night Rain suppressing him, Jie Xingmang looked insignificant.
However, without Blood Night Rain's interference, he was like a ferocious sword, emitting a ferocious sword intent.
With Jie Xingmang's cultivation, it was already difficult for him to suppress the sword intent of the Absolute Sword in his body.
Now that he had lost consciousness, the sword intent was even more uncontrollable, penetrating his body continuously.
The expert of the Canglan Tribe had to circulate his energy to resist as he grabbed him. Otherwise, he would be injured like a mortal trying to hold a sharp sword with his bare hands.
The ferocious sword intent was neither the Heavenly River Sword nor the Blood River Sword.
However, it was similar to the pure white sword intent that Blood Night Rain had unleashed when he was putting his life on the line.
Thinking back to the rumors that the Blood River Faction had been searching for the Netherworld Sword Art, the truth seemed to be revealed to the experts of the Canglan Clan.
They vaguely understood why their patriarch, Cang Lan Tie, placed so much importance on the matter of Blood Night Rain.
The Azure Mist Iron must have had his suspicions.
Today, the Milky Way had come to verify this.
The Milky Way lineage was so anxious to get Jie Xingmang back that they would rather destroy him than leave him to the Blood River. All the strange things that had happened before were answered.
The Canglan Race expert holding onto Jie Xingmang immediately made a decision, "Retreat!"
Everyone immediately covered him and Jie Xingmang as they retreated.
The Canglan Tribe that cultivated the Sword Dao had no choice but to accept the great gift without hesitation.
As for Blood Night Rain's life or death, it was no longer important. If the Milky Way lineage wanted to deal with him, they could deal with him.
Tao Wangji and the others in the Heavenly River were anxious.
Although Blood Night Rain was a seventeenth realm expert, he was alone, and he was heavily injured.
Compared to him, the Canglan Tribe was much more difficult to deal with. They had the advantage in numbers and many experts. Most importantly, they had the geographical advantage. If he was forced into a corner, he would have the help of experts from the other tribes of the Desolate Wasteland.
If he allowed them to escape with Jie Xingmang, it would be difficult to track them down again.
The leading elder in white robes did not say anything. He waved his hand and chased after the Canglan Race experts who were carrying Jie Xingmang. Most of the successors of the Celestial River followed closely behind.
As for the young swordsman from Illusion Moon, he went to take care of Blood Night Rain.
This Elder Blood River of the 17th realm had escaped today. After he recovered from his injuries, he would return to his former glory as an old demon. The people of the Milky Way would not let him off so easily.
Especially since this old demon had already figured out some of the sword intent of the Absolute Sword through Jie Xingmang.
However, they couldn't ignore Jie Xingmang either. The Milky Way lineage could only split into two groups and chase after him separately.
Chen Luoyang watched this scene from afar and nodded with a smile.
Only when Jie Xingmang fell into the hands of the Barbarians and the people of the Milky Way ventured deeper into the Barbarians could the show continue.
In the best case scenario, the conflict between the two sides would escalate from the Celestial River and the Canglan Tribe to the Celestial River and the entire wilderness.
In this way, there was a possibility that the leaders of both sides would be dragged down.
However, that was the most ideal situation. It was hard to say whether it could be achieved.
After all, one was recovering from his injuries and the other was nowhere to be found.
Especially if the King of the Barbarians, Crouching Dragon Sand, did not return, even if the old Sword Immortal had not recovered from his injuries, he would still be able to suppress everyone.
If that was the case, perhaps he would have to change his plan.
As Chen Luoyang pondered, he turned his attention back to Daoist Half Sea.
Under the hazy moonlight, both Yan Mingkong and Daoist Half Sea could feel the killing intent and coldness in the air becoming stronger and stronger.
Not only was the sword qi of the female elder of the Milky Way increasing, but Canglan Tie's lightning-like sword light was also becoming more and more dazzling.
Clearly, both sides did not want to continue this stalemate.
However, the two peak eighteenth realm Martial Sages did not have the intention to fight it out first. Instead, they both targeted Daoist Half Sea and Yan Mingkong.
Clearly, they had the same decision. They would eliminate the relatively weaker third party first before making any other plans.
Daoist Half Sea smiled and cupped his hands at Canglan Tie. "We have offended you by trespassing on the Canglan Race's territory. It is impolite of us to disturb the two sword arts. Please allow me to take my leave."
Canglan Tie's skinny face did not change. He said in Silence, "Daoist, it is not right for you to leave without leaving a hand."
On the other side, the female elder of the Milky Way did not say anything. The hazy moonlight turned into an overwhelming sword intent that slashed towards Yan Mingkong.
The Blood Night Rain and Jie Xingmang were only related to one Absolute Sword Style.
However, this young white-clothed girl in front of him had at least two Nether Swords according to what he knew.
It was fine if he did not meet her, but now that he did, this Milky Way Elder would not let him go.
The moonlight was like water. Under the light, the scenery in front of Yan Mingkong's eyes disappeared, leaving behind only a vast expanse of white.
She focused and the Nether River Sword opened the gates of the Nether Palace. Her sword intent turned into Nether Hell.
The two forces clashed and the pale white moonlight froze, turning into an icy blue color.
The Milky Way Elder frowned as she analyzed Yan Mingkong's sword intent and power.
She seemed to have underestimated the white-clothed girl in front of her.
From the looks of it, her hidden power and level of danger were far above that of Blood Night Rain and Jie Xingmang.
Today in the Boorish Wasteland, it was better to let Blood Night Rain and Jie Xingmang escape than to kill Yan Mingkong?
As he thought, the Milky Way Elder's sword light continued to shine.
At this moment, the quiet and cold moonlight seemed to have transformed into an overwhelming ocean.
Although it was frozen and suppressed by the Nether Hell, more moonlight surged up.
Although Yan Mingkong's Sword Dao was strong, his cultivation was much weaker than his opponent's.
This opponent was not someone that Blood Night Rain could compare to.
Although his Sword Dao was strong and he could fight against his opponent for a while, as time passed, the difference in their foundations became more and more obvious.
Bathed in the moonlight, Yan Mingkong started to hallucinate.
Not only was it hard to judge his opponent's sword intent, but he also felt like he was in a trance. As time passed, it became more and more obvious.
The Sword Dao of the "Illusory Moon" of the Milky Way was unpredictable and ever-changing.
Apart from its sharp sword momentum, it could also affect the opponent's Divine Soul.
It was good at hiding and could even confuse the opponent's mind.
Yan Mingkong was facing a Martial Sage at the peak of the eighteenth level of the Milky Way Realm. He could barely hold on for a while, but after a while, he was on the verge of collapse.
On the other side, Canglan Tie was staring at Taoist Half Sea.
Naturally, he would not team up with another person at the eighteenth level to deal with Yan Mingkong, who was only at the sixteenth level.
So, his target was Taoist Half Sea.
Canglan Tie did not waste any time either. He directly slashed at the slovenly Taoist in front of him.
Chen Luoyang's doppelganger, Taoist Half Sea, was shrouded in purple clouds.
The lightning-like sword light split the purple clouds.
There was a flash of light in the purple clouds, blocking the sword light.
"A knife?" Canglan Tie raised his eyebrows. "The Dragon Emperor's Sky Blade of the Western Qin Royal Family? No … it doesn't seem to be … "
A dragon roar sounded in the clouds.
Amidst the rolling clouds, there was clearly a purple dragon faintly discernible.
Canglan Tie was even more confused when he saw that.
There were three royal families in the Mortal World. The knife intent of Western Qin manifested as a black dragon, the true martial intent of Southern Chu manifested as a golden dragon, and the palm intent of Eastern Zhou Dynasty manifested as a purple dragon.
But the Taoist in front of him clearly did not use the martial arts of Eastern Zhou Dynasty.
Canglan Tie was experienced and knowledgeable, but he still could not figure out Taoist Half Sea's background.
From his opponent's attack, he could vaguely sense the artistic conception of Western Qin's peerless knife technique, the Dragon Emperor's Sky Blade.
But it was different from the Dragon Emperor's Sky Blade.
There were some true teachings of Taoism and the artistic conception of the Blue Dragon Island.
There were even more that Canglan Tie could not distinguish. He found it hard to believe.
But the Taoist's knife technique was extremely advanced.
Judging from his cultivation, he seemed to be at the peak of the seventeenth level of the Sacred Mountain.
But his knife technique was divine, majestic, and unpredictable. Even he, a peak Martial Sage of the eighteenth level, did not dare to underestimate it.
What made Canglan Tie wary was that he could vaguely sense that the Taoist seemed to be holding back …
The Taoist seemed to be holding back.
This made the Canglan Clan Leader feel humiliated and angry, but it also made him even more vigilant.
He had originally split some of his attention to Yan Mingkong.
That woman in white had mastered more than one Nether Sword. Her value might be even higher than Blood Night Rain and Jie Xingmang.
Canglan Tie, who had always been interested in the Nether Sword Art, would naturally pay attention to it.
But now, Taoist Half Sea's attack made Canglan Tie shudder.
He began to focus his attention on the sloppy Daoist in front of him who was hiding his strength.
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