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Chapter 295

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Inner Demon of All Things

Chang Mingyang held a long sword in his hand. The body of the sword was bright and clear, reflecting his cold face. His eyes were slightly red and showed a trace of fatigue, but more than that, there was fanaticism and excitement.

For the past seven days, Chang Mingyang had not left the high slope and had been waiting.

Every time he had the thought of retreating, the enormous, lofty, floating door and the ancient aura would appear in his mind. It was because of these two things that he had stayed behind and waited bitterly for seven days.

Just now, he saw the illusory door again and was overjoyed. He immediately rushed here and blocked Chu Xingyun's way.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

At the same time, three figures rushed out from the forest behind Chu Xingyun.

These three people were naturally disciples of Wanjian Pavilion. They all held long swords and landed in front of Chu Xingyun. Sword Qi bloomed and formed some kind of resonance, causing the surrounding Spiritual Power of Heaven and Earth to become sharp and stinging Chu Xingyun's skin.

"The Four-Pointed Sword Formation!" Feeling this unique sharp aura, Chu Xingyun's face became more and more unpleasant.

Wanjian Pavilion had a legacy of thousands of years and specialized in the Way of the Sword.

In order to increase the power of the Sect, the people of Wanjian Pavilion used the Spiritual Formation as the foundation to create a unique Sword Formation.

A Sword Formation used the Sword Cultivator as the center of the formation. The Sword Qi was connected and produced a unique resonance. As long as it was within the range of the Sword Formation, the Sword Qi was like light that could destroy everything. It was an extremely terrifying way of fighting.

The Four-Pointed Sword Formation in front of them was a kind of Sword Formation. The four people stood in four positions and the Sword Qi resonated. They could attack and defend in an instant. It was extremely troublesome.

"A lowly person like you actually knows about the Four-Pointed Sword Formation?"

Chang Mingyang laughed softly, but his eyes fell on Mowang Gong and the White Tiger. With a greedy look, he said, "Seven days ago, you entered the Secret Territory alone. Now, you have a man and a beast beside you. It seems that you must have gained a lot in the Secret Territory. However, all of this will belong to me, Chang Mingyang."

"Treasures of Heaven and Earth belong to the capable. Aren't you afraid of dirtying Wanjian Pavilion's name by snatching it so rudely?" Chu Xingyun's voice was cold. This Chang Mingyang called Chu Xingyun a lowly person the moment he opened his mouth and wanted to snatch the treasure by force. He was really overbearing.

Seeing Chu Xingyun refute him, Chang Mingyang was not angry. He still said greedily, "Iron Peak Country belongs to Wanjian Pavilion. Everything that belongs to Iron Peak Country belongs to Wanjian Pavilion. And I am a true transmission disciple of Wanjian Pavilion. In the future, I will definitely become a Sword Master. How can I take what belongs to me be called snatching?"

"What's more, seven days ago, I asked you to stop, but you ignored me. Just because of this, you deserve to die. It is not enough to cut you into pieces."

As he spoke, Chang Mingyang's eyebrows twitched. With Chu Xingyun as the center, the sword light within a hundred meters became sharper. It vaguely carried an oppressive aura that descended on Chu Xingyun.

Chu Xingyun's heart was as cold as ice. Just as he was about to attack, Mowang Gong's voice suddenly sounded in his mind. He said gravely, "There is a Yin-Yang Realm expert half a mile away from here. He is rushing here at full speed. This person contains boundless sword Qi. He should be from Wanjian Pavilion as well."

Chu Xingyun's heart shook when he heard this, and he said with surprise, "I once heard that the father of this fierce young man is called Chang Chixiao, and he's one of the Sword Masters of the 10,000 Sword Pavilion. Could it be that he's come to Iron Peak as well?"

As he spoke, Chu Xingyun clenched his fists tightly. His eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.

Half a mile was not far for a Yin-Yang Realm expert. If they ran at full speed, it would take them three breaths.

If it really was Sword Master Scarlet Cloud, then Chu Xingyun would not be able to escape at all!

Mowang Gong's expression was also extremely gloomy. If he was at his peak, a mere Yin-Yang Realm expert would be nothing in his eyes. A single glance would be enough to suppress him.

Unfortunately, he was now half-human and half-puppet. His cultivation was only at the Third Sky of the Sky Spirit Realm. He was no match for Sword Master Scarlet Cloud.

After pondering for a long time, Mowang Gong's eyes shone with a cold light as he asked, "Kid, if these four people have lost their minds, how long will it take you to break this sword formation?"

"One second at most." Although he didn't know why Mowang Gong asked this question, Chu Xingyun immediately answered. If the people who set up the formation lost their consciousness, the sword formation would be useless. With Chu Xingyun's strength, he could break it in one second.

"Good. Listen to my command. When I tell you to attack, immediately break the formation!" Mowang Gong added. Then, he stepped forward and faced Chang Mingyang's group.

"What? You want to break the formation? "

Chang Mingyang didn't take Mowang Gong seriously. He sneered and a terrifying sharp Qi soared into the sky, enveloping the space. Murderous intent surged as he stabbed at Mowang Gong.

"You'll know soon enough whether it's wishful thinking or not." Mowang Gong took a step forward. Suddenly, a pitch-black jade hammer appeared above his head. The hammer's body was shrouded in a misty light. It was like smoke and mist, making people feel as if they had lost their souls.

"This jade hammer is Mowang Gong's Wu Ling?"

Seeing this jade hammer, Chu Xingyun was startled. This jade hammer was very similar to the Heart Demon Hammer. Even those obscure and complicated ancient runes were similar.

"Condense!"

Mowang Gong spat out a cold word. The jade hammer floated up half a foot and a buzzing sound rang out. It made Chang Mingyang's group feel that their Sword Qi was sealed and dissipated into nothingness.

With light footsteps, Mowang Gong took another half step forward. The jade hammer floated up another half a foot.

On the hammer, a buzzing sound rang out once again. The black light was like an illusion, enveloping the hearts of Chang Mingyang and the other three, causing their breathing to quicken. Their faces were filled with shock as they looked at Mo Wanggong, who was walking towards them. They felt a chill run down their spines.

"Heart Demon of All Things!"

As Mowang Gong's voice faded, he took another step forward. Heaven and earth trembled. The jade hammer surged with black light like a tide and fell from the sky. It fell in front of Chang Mingyang's group and turned into countless terrifying Heart Demons. They bared their fangs and brandished their claws, invading their minds and seeping into the weakest part of their hearts.

At this moment, the four people's eyes became empty and lifeless. Their Qi dissipated into nothingness. The entire Four-pointed Sword Formation also lost its sharp Sword Qi. It was as if the whole world had stopped at this moment.

"Do it!" Mowang Gong suddenly shouted.

Before he finished shouting, Chu Xingyun swept into the void. He opened his hands and the Ten Thousand Beast Fire bloomed in front of him. The fire turned into flowing light and swept out like a storm. The fire was like a star, completely tearing apart the Four-pointed Sword Formation and burning it into a sea of fire.

At this moment, Chang Mingyang's group suddenly came back to their senses.

They focused their eyes and saw that the sword formation was no longer there. What was left was a scorching purple-red sea of fire. The sea of fire spread, making their Spiritual Seas feel extremely hot, as if they were about to evaporate.

Whoosh!

A gust of wind rolled up and blew away the purple-red sea of fire.

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