In Mount Emei, the male disciples had a lower status than the female disciples. Therefore, the male disciples had to work harder in order to stand out. Once they displayed enough talent, they could also obtain a respectable status. They could even marry a beautiful senior or junior sister as their wife. It was a wonderful thing.
Han Yihao was undoubtedly such an outstanding man. His background was not good, and he came from an ordinary family. Once, by chance, he joined an ordinary martial courtyard and met a stunning woman. Then, he cultivated with all his might, hoping that one day, he would be able to marry a celestial sister.
Han Yihao's dream was simple, but it also motivated him to cultivate with all his might. The speed of his growth was also very gratifying. After joining Mount Emei, his goal changed again. He wanted to marry a saintess and become a man above all others.
The previous saintess cultivated the Emotionless Sword Path and had some success. She did not put anyone in her eyes. She would not waste her time on relationships. Once she reached this step, she would be a candidate for the future sect master of Mount Emei and would not marry anyone else.
Han Yihao's dream was shattered. He could only rely on the new saintess. However, with the appearance of Tang Xiaohan, there was another candidate. If he could not marry a saintess, marrying Tang Xiaohan was not a bad idea.
During this period of time, he had tried his best to please Tang Xiaohan. Unfortunately, he did not get what he wanted in return. Now that Yang Wu had appeared, he was naturally unhappy.
If he could take Yang Wu's head, he would be able to obtain a large amount of divine pills and semi-divine tools. Would it be difficult for him to become a saint?
He became bold and wanted to take down Yang Wu.
Han Yihao was in his eighties and looked like he was in his early thirties. He had the strength of a top-level Dragon Transformation Realm cultivator. Fighting a half-saint was not difficult. He had enough confidence to take down Yang Wu.
"Senior Brother Han, you must not hurt Yang Wu." Tang Xiaohan was under Wang Lihua's control and could not break free. She could only shout a warning.
"Junior Sister, Junior Brother Han will take him down for your own good. It will save you a lot of trouble." Wang Lihua smiled faintly.
"If anything happens to Yang Wu, I will not let you go." Tang Xiaohan said in a low voice.
"Little Junior Sister, what are you talking about? We are fellow disciples of the same sect. How can we harm each other for an outsider?" Wang Lihua said with dissatisfaction.
"You better remember my words, he's my man." Tang Xiaohan emphasized again seriously.
When Han Yihao heard Tang Xiaohan's words, the killing intent in his heart grew even stronger. He thought to himself, "Killing him with one sword move will save me a lot of trouble."
In the next moment, two of his fingers formed a sword and slashed down at Yang Wu.
A fiery sword light soared into the sky. The thousand-zhang-long finger sword instantly arrived before Yang Wu's forehead. Its speed was so fast that it left people speechless.
Yang Wu raised his eyes. He didn't seem to move much, but his body dodged the sword. The finger sword only cut into his afterimage. He faintly said to Han Yihao, "You want to kill me."
"Hehe, so what?" Han Yihao sneered. He grabbed his sword and prepared to deal with Yang Wu seriously.
Unfortunately, before he could draw his sword, he felt a strong wind attack him. His wrist was grabbed, and he couldn't move. He couldn't draw his sword.
"If you want to kill me, you have to be prepared to die." Yang Wu's voice rang in Han Yihao's ears. Han Yihao burst out with all his strength, wanting to break free from Yang Wu's restraint. However, Yang Wu wouldn't give him such a chance. A plain fist punched his lower abdomen.
Bang!
Han Yihao never dreamed that he, who had the strength to rival a Half-Saint, would be killed by a single punch.
If he had known, he would have sworn that he wouldn't have provoked this demon-like youth. However, there was no medicine for regret in this world.
Wang Lihua and Tang Xiaohan had been paying attention to Yang Wu and Han Yihao. When they saw Han Yihao being killed, their beautiful eyes were filled with disbelief. They knew Han Yihao's strength very well. He definitely had the strength to enter the top 5,000 of the Dragon-phoenix List. He was also ranked 4988th on the predicted list. Now, his stomach was smashed by Yang Wu's punch. He couldn't be more dead.
The number on the Heavenly Dragon Jade Token on Yang Wu's body floated. The number "4988th" appeared on his body and flashed.
Yang Wu noticed the abnormality of the Heavenly Dragon Jade Token and couldn't help but frown. He didn't like this kind of passive feeling. Fortunately, he didn't feel any threat. He took Han Yihao's Yin and Yang Ring and threw Han Yihao's corpse in a direction.
That direction was the place where the prodigies of the Azure Faction were fighting with the disciples of Mount Emei. The prodigies of the Azure Faction were completely at a disadvantage and faced the fate of being killed.
After Han Yihao's corpse flew over, the female prodigy of Mount Emei screamed in fright, "Senior … Senior Brother Han is dead."
"Yang Wu, how dare you!" Wang Lihua also regained her senses and shouted.
Tang Xiaohan didn't know what to say.
Mount Emei was her sect, and the ancestors of the Tang family had taken care of her many times and nurtured her with great care. She had developed a sense of closeness to Mount Emei, as if it was her own home. Her fellow apprentices and fellow apprentices were all her family. Even if she did not have a deep relationship with them, she still felt very uncomfortable when she saw Han Yihao being mercilessly killed by Yang Wu. She thought to herself, "He … how can he be so heartless? Doesn't he know that it will be difficult for us to be together if he kills Senior Apprentice Brother Han? Could it be that … he doesn't like me? "
Tang Xiaohan thought too much for a moment and her heart was in a mess.
Yang Wu didn't seem to hear Wang Lihua's words. His gaze swept across the other people of Mount Emei. He took rapid steps and swept towards the pair of women who had merged their swords into one.
The pair of women were both in the mid-level Dragon Transformation Realm. However, when they joined forces, they had the power of a top-level Dragon Transformation Realm cultivator. Bai Luoyun and the other disciple of the Yang family were forced to the point that they couldn't fight back. Especially Bai Luoyun, who had been slashed by the other party, was no match for them at all.
"Let's settle old and new grudges together." Yang Wu said faintly. He threw out both of his fists one after another. It was as if there were two dragon shadows rushing out from his arms. The power was boundless.
When he was in the mortal world, he didn't have a good impression of Mount Emei. After he came to the Transcendent Realm, the saintess of Mount Emei, Zhou Zhixuan, also gave him a bad impression. Later on, he met his Little Ancestor and learned that the people of Mount Emei were also one of the murderers. He developed a hatred for Mount Emei in his heart. Now that the people of Mount Emei wanted to snatch the jade pendant, he naturally wouldn't be polite. Even if Tang Xiaohan was from Mount Emei, he wouldn't have any mercy.
The two women reacted very quickly. They immediately abandoned Bai Luoyun and the other prodigy of the Yang family and merged their swords into one. It was as if they were flying immortals' swords from outer space. They welcomed Yang Wu's fists.
Yang Wu could feel that the power of the two women's joint forces was extraordinary. However, it was a pity that they couldn't withstand a single blow from him. Wherever his fists went, the sword light would shatter inch by inch. When his fists came into contact with the tip of their swords, the Minor Saint level swords instantly shattered.
"What!" The two women screamed at the same time. They quickly retreated, fearing that their swords would be destroyed like their swords if they were late.
Their reaction was fast, but Yang Wu was faster. His merciless fists had already landed on their bodies, exploding them on the spot.
The two flowers fell together, dyeing the sky red.
"Yang Wu, you will die a horrible death!" Wang Lihua was completely furious. She no longer controlled Tang Xiaohan. She held the Shattering Flower Sword and attacked Yang Wu.
The Shattering Flower Sword wasn't an ordinary Minor Saint Weapon. It was a Half-step Saint Weapon. With her strength, she could even kill a peak Half-step Saint.
The sword cut through the sky. The sharp sword light arrived in front of Yang Wu's face in the blink of an eye. Just when Yang Wu was about to counterattack, another hidden sword force came from the other side.
Crossing the Sea by Deception!
This was Wang Lihua's ultimate move. The first sword move was just a feint. It seemed very powerful, but the real fatal move was the next one. It was a combination of the real and the feint, making it difficult for people to distinguish clearly. It had the ability to cross the sea by deception.
Yang Wu was still deceived. Wang Lihua's sword struck his abdomen.
"Die!" Wang Lihua's beautiful face was suffused with dense killing intent after her successful attack. All of her strength gathered on the Shattering Flower Sword. She kept sending power forward, not giving Yang Wu any chance to survive.
"Senior Sister, please show mercy!" Tang Xiaohan saw Yang Wu get hit. She rushed over and shouted in alarm.
How could Wang Lihua listen to Tang Xiaohan? She felt that Yang Wu was definitely going to die. However, after she used all of her strength, she realized that Yang Wu was staring at her. There was not the slightest bit of pain on his body, and there was no blood flowing out. She instantly panicked. She felt that Yang Wu might be wearing a Sacred Armor. Her sword had probably missed.
In a flash, she pulled out her sword and raised it again. The changes in the sword force were impossible to guard against. She slashed towards Yang Wu's neck.
It had to be said that Wang Lihua was one of the top disciples of Mount Emei. The speed of her change was very fast. Even Yang Wu was surprised. He moved his body back and dodged Wang Lihua's attack. He looked at his torn clothes and said with a smile, "This move of yours is not bad. I'll give you one more chance. If you can't kill me, then you will die!"
After Tang Xiaohan saw that Yang Wu was fine, her hanging heart relaxed. At the same time, she shouted, "Stop, all of you don't have to fight anymore."
No one listened to her, and Wang Lihua didn't care. She was already preparing her final killing move.
"It was an accident that I didn't kill you just now. This time, you won't have the chance." Wang Lihua replied and attacked again.
Hua Canghai!
Suddenly, a sea of flowers appeared with her at the center. Countless murderous intents were hidden in this sea of flowers, which could even drown the sea.
This was Wang Lihua's innate divine ability. When combined with the Sacred Sword Skill, the explosive power was incomparably terrifying. The range of dozens of miles was covered by her sea of flowers. Even if Yang Wu wanted to escape, it was already too late.
Countless flowers bound Yang Wu. Countless sword qi twisted towards Yang Wu, wanting to blast Yang Wu into pieces.
"No!" Tang Xiaohan shouted weakly.
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