Chapter 150: Kill the setting sun first, then destroy Youdu

Chapter 150: Kill the setting sun first, then destroy Youdu

Chapter 150: Kill the setting sun first, then destroy Youdu (Subscribe)
When Lu Chengfeng walked out of Kunlongyuan, the first person he saw was Li Qingfeng, the head of Baihong Peak.

"Young Master, you're out?"

Seeing Lu Chengfeng walking out of the abyss, Li Qingfeng's face revealed an expression of incomparable ecstasy and excitement.

"Where is King Xiang? How is he?"

Lu Chengfeng glanced at him and said, "I have suppressed him in the Dragon Abyss and he can't get out for the time being."

Li Qingfeng let out a long breath and couldn't help but raised his head and laughed out loud, but tears were streaming down his old face.

"So, we won?!"

"Yes, we won." Lu Chengfeng took a deep breath and said, "But the battle is not over yet. Elder Li, follow me to Broken Dragon Canyon and gather disciples."

"Remember, never let anyone get close to Kunlongyuan."

He didn't ask how Li Qingfeng survived. It didn't matter anymore.

No matter if he was humble and let Concubine Xiang spare his life; or if he was lucky enough to be spared by Concubine Xiang; or if he stayed far away and didn't get close...

Most importantly, he survived.

Moreover, Lu Chengfeng became the winner.

He also needs some old guys to help him stabilize the situation after the war.

"Yes, Young Master." Li Qingfeng agreed and then quickly followed.

Lu Chengfeng walked forward quickly and asked in a deep voice: "What is the current situation in the sect?"

Li Qingfeng's eyes were red, and he said in a hoarse voice: "It's not good. Before King Xiang entered the Kunlong Abyss, he ordered the three thousand Frost Soul Cavalry to start attacking the mountain."

"In terms of strength, each of those Frost Soul Cavalrymen is not inferior to the true disciples in the sect. Three thousand Iron Cavalrymen are equivalent to three thousand true disciples."

"And the total number of our outer peak elders and inner peak true disciples is less than 500. The gap between the two sides is really too big."

"In addition, some mountaintops have already surrendered to Youdu in advance, and a large-scale rebellion has occurred. The entire Yuncang Mountain Range has become a slaughterhouse, with three thousand cavalrymen running rampant, and corpses are everywhere wherever they pass."

Although Li Qingfeng was guarding Kunlongyuan, he knew the current situation in the sect very well.

But he knew very well that the real victory or defeat of the two sides did not depend on the bloody fighting among the peaks, but on the trapped dragon abyss.

So he followed Lu Chengfeng's orders and stayed here.

Lu Chengfeng nodded, his tone very steady, "King Xiang has not been in Kunlongyuan for a long time, and there are a total of 108 peaks, scattered from one another. Even if 3,000 cavalrymen attack the mountain, the situation will at most be a little chaotic in such a short time. As long as I act fast enough, I can save more disciples."

"Since you have won, Young Master, the outcome of this battle has been decided. Now it's time for us to counterattack." There was a cold murderous intent flashing in Li Qingfeng's eyes.

"The most important thing at this time is not to kill the enemy, but to save the lives of more disciples, and there must not be any accidents in Kunlongyuan. Elder Li, you stay here and gather more disciples." Lu Chengfeng ordered again.

Although Li Qingfeng wanted to rush out of the Broken Dragon Canyon right now and fight to the death with those Frost Soul Cavalry to avenge their blood feud.

For elders like him, basically all their wives, concubines, children, grandchildren, and disciples are in Yuncang. Even if some of them have been sent away, there are still many relatives and friends who choose to stay.

With every passing quarter of an hour, there was a high possibility that relatives and friends would die, but he still endured it and respectfully agreed, "I will obey the orders of the young master."

Kunlongyuan is surrounded by five mountains, namely the Inner Five Peaks. There are cliffs on all sides, and there is only one big canyon leading to the outside world, namely the Broken Dragon Grand Canyon.

Due to the charge of the Frost Soul Cavalry, the entire Yuncang was in complete chaos. Some disciples panicked and subconsciously fled to the Broken Dragon Canyon.

There were Frost Soul Cavalry chasing after him from behind. The strength of these cavalry was no less than that of Yun Cang Zhenchuan. After forming a battle formation, they would almost certainly slaughter anyone unless they encountered someone at the level of inner sect elders.

puff!puff!puff!

Several cavalrymen galloped, wielding iron spears across the sky, piercing the bodies of two or three disciples who were fleeing for their lives, and then picked them up, with blood splattered on their bodies.

They seemed to particularly like the feeling of bathing in blood.

When Lu Chengfeng and Li Qingfeng saw this scene as soon as they came out, their faces suddenly became gloomy. They roared and rushed forward quickly.

When the other disciples who had escaped to the Grand Canyon saw him, they all showed expressions of great surprise on their faces.

"The young master is here, we are saved."

"Young Master said that King Xiang is dead. Is this true?"

"We are saved. We are really saved..."

"Ah...ah..."

"Hahahaha!"

At this time, there were more than a dozen people who escaped into the canyon. Some of them broke down emotionally, sitting on the ground, crying and laughing, with tears all over their faces.

Lu Chengfeng's body moved forward at a high speed like a phantom, his magical power was running in his body, he made sword gestures with his hands, rays of light flew across, heads flew up one by one, and the sharp sword light cut off all their life.

However, what was somewhat unexpected was that after the death of these Frost Soul Cavalry, their bodies immediately turned into a piece of black slag. There was no blood at all, and even no internal organs or bones. It looked very strange.

Lu Chengfeng frowned slightly, but there was no time to think about it. He moved very quickly. As long as he passed by those Frost Soul Cavalrymen, the enemies would be turned into black slag on the ground. The opponents could not even see his figure clearly, and they were already dead.

After just a dozen breaths, all the Frost Soul Cavalry that had caught up with him were killed by him.

He killed the cavalry but did not kill the wildebeests together. He then instructed Li Qingfeng, "Elder Li, I will leave the aftermath to you. Gather those wildebeests."

"Although these wildebeests are ferocious, they are rare and exotic animals. They can walk on mountain swamps as if they were flat ground."

"You all should stay here and don't go out. Work together to protect yourselves and help other disciples who have fled here."

After Lu Chengfeng finished giving his instructions, he turned around and left quickly without saying anything more.

"Yes, Young Master."

Those disciples who survived the disaster looked at him with great respect and excitement, their eyes a little red, and regardless of whether they were injured or not, they stood up and shouted loudly at Lu Chengfeng's receding back.

After hearing their voices, Lu Chengfeng paused slightly and then continued flying.

He ran and roared, and his voice spread in all directions like thunder, summoning more disciples.

"King Xiang is dead. All elders, follow me to kill the enemy. The other disciples will retreat into the Broken Dragon Canyon."

His voice echoed in the empty canyon and traveled far away.

Lu Chengfeng was very familiar with the sect. With the Broken Dragon Canyon as the core, he quickly traveled in all directions.

He was not in a hurry to go to every mountain to rescue people. Instead, after finding people, he quickly searched for the whereabouts of more Frost Soul Cavalry and killed them one by one.

The 108 outer peaks are too scattered. If we climb up each mountain one by one to rescue people, it will take too much time.

For Lu Chengfeng, killing those Frost Soul Cavalry would be more effective.

There are only three thousand enemies. Killing one less means one less.

And they often travel in groups, so as long as you find their location, you can kill a lot of them.

In this way, the number of enemies will be drastically reduced, and other disciples will be safer.

Lu Chengfeng met and rescued more and more people along the way. They told each other and kept helping Lu Chengfeng determine the location of the Frost Soul Cavalry.

Later on, Lu Chengfeng didn't need to think so much anymore, because someone would rush to his side from time to time and tell him the enemy's location.

"Young Master, Lianyun Peak has eighteen Frost Soul Cavalrymen."

"Young Master, there are hundreds of Frost Soul Cavalrymen at Iron Ring Peak."

"Young Master, Jinhua Peak has nearly a thousand Frost Soul Cavalrymen."

……

There are some mountains where a large number of inner peak elders and true disciples gather. They are very powerful, so naturally there are more enemies surrounding and killing them.

Lu Chengfeng naturally tried to go to the place where there were more enemies first.

Jinhua Peak.

Thousands of Frost Soul Cavalrymen rode wildebeests over mountains and across rivers. Those wildebeests could even walk on cliffs as if they were on flat ground. Although their speed was much slower, their magic was still evident.

Those surrounded here are the elders and true disciples of Baihong Peak, a large number of whom are casters and alchemists. These people are protected in the center, while the other elders and disciples are on the periphery, blocking the enemy's wave after wave of attacks.

kill!kill!kill!

The Frost Soul Cavalry was tireless and fearless of life and death. They formed a formation and rushed towards the opposite side frantically. However, there were many masters gathered on Jinhua Peak. The sword energy was surging, tearing the sky, and they had a fierce collision and hand-to-hand combat with the enemy.

Sword energy collided with iron spears, sword blades collided with iron armor, and both sides fought to a white-hot point. Blood flowed, corpses were everywhere, and the death toll increased.

However, the number of Frost Soul Cavalry was too large. Their numbers had an absolute advantage and they came like a surging wave, one after another.

"If this continues, we will all die here."

"Where is the Sect Master? Where is the First Master? Where is the Young Sect Master? Where on earth have they all gone?"

"Fight with them. Even if it means death, I must kill as many as possible."

As time went by, many people had lost hope, some even started to go crazy, becoming bloodthirsty and fighting without regard for their lives.

puff!puff!puff!

Suddenly, the Frost Soul Cavalry on the opposite side fell down one by one like cut wheat, turned into black residue in mid-air, and fell directly to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a red fire dragon roared and rushed through the dense crowd of Frost Soul Cavalry. Flames rolled, dragons roared, and people and horses were thrown to the ground in a massacre.

Lu Chengfeng held the Red Dragon Sword in his hand, the sword light was as fast as lightning, and he was harvesting the lives of his enemies at an extremely terrifying speed.

Around his body, five-colored rays of light filled the air, a red dragon soared into the sky, and sword energy burst out from his left hand.

This is simply sweeping the battlefield!

The dragon roared, and the flames turned into a sea of ​​fire;
The rays of light were like a rainbow, and the enemies fell one after another;

Lu Chengfeng held the sword in his right hand and exerted sword energy with his left hand. Wherever he passed, no grass grew and the enemy was defeated.

Dozens of enemies died with every breath.

It all happened too fast. There were also commander-level masters among the Frost Soul Cavalry, but as soon as the rosy glow of the sky surrounded them, their heads soared into the sky, and as soon as the red dragon pounced, they turned into ashes.

Invincible, absolutely invincible!
Lu Chengfeng was extremely ferocious, and he took the lives of his enemies accurately and swiftly.

"Is the Young Master here?!"

"The Great Five Elements Extinction Divine Light Sword, it's him, it's really him!"

"The young master is here, we are saved."

"Charge, charge forward and support the young master."

In extreme depression, fear and pain, after seeing Lu Chengfeng, these surviving disciples turned all their emotions into anger, roared madly, and rushed forward.

In less than a quarter of an hour, all the cavalry on Jinhua Peak were killed, and more than 90% of them died at the hands of Lu Chengfeng.

After all the enemies were killed, Lu Chengfeng did not pause for a moment, his voice resounding like thunder, "Inner Peak Elders, follow me to kill the enemies, and the rest of you, retreat to Broken Dragon Canyon."

"No one is allowed to stay, this is an order!"

After the fierce fighting, many people were on the verge of emotional collapse, especially after seeing their relatives, friends, and fellow disciples die tragically in front of them. After surviving the disaster, many people wanted to treat those seriously injured fellow disciples and then collect the bodies.

But Lu Chengfeng did not give them a chance to calm down and quickly gave orders.

Those who are still alive were saved by him at the critical moment of life and death, and his prestige among these people has reached an unprecedented peak.

As soon as the order was issued, no one disobeyed it, and they all shouted hysterically, "We will follow the orders of the Young Master."

The reason why Lu Chengfeng didn't let them clean up the battlefield was to prevent any accidents. He wanted to quickly gather all the surviving disciples, kill the invading enemies, and reorganize the sect.

Following his order, everyone quickly began to act.

Baiyun Peak, Jiuxiao Peak, Youjian Peak...

Lu Chengfeng fought from day to night until the last Frost Soul Cavalryman was chopped into black slag by him.

At this time, there were more than thirty elders following behind him.

Apart from Li Qingfeng, these are the core forces of the entire Yuncang Sword Sect. They are all the sword-intent-level masters who survived this disaster.

Without them, the entire Yuncang Sword Sect would become a complete empty shell.

Yuncang has a thousand-year heritage and a deep foundation. Among the inner and outer peaks, the eight halls, and the elders who practice in seclusion, there are more than eighty people who have cultivated the sword intent.

The last time the three major sects invaded, more than a dozen people died.

Before July 15th, the sect secretly dismissed nearly twenty people.

There are still fifty-six people left in the sect.

But now, there are only thirty-four people left, and twenty-two elders have died. This is an extremely huge loss.

Among these twenty-two elders, there are eight hall masters and two chief seats.

This price is even more tragic than the death of hundreds of outer peak disciples!
Lu Chengfeng stopped, and the elders behind him also stopped.

They were at Laurel Peak, and the mountain was planted with laurel, a rare and precious medicine that could calm the mind and help in practicing inner strength.

At this time, the sky is full of moonlight, and the cold moonlight is scattered. The osmanthus flowers all over the mountains emit a faint fragrance, and the petals sway in the night breeze, as if there are rippling water waves.

"Young Master, the three thousand Frost Soul Cavalrymen and the four Vajra Slaves have all been killed."

"All invaders will be killed."

One of the elders had red eyes, held the sword in both hands, knelt on one knee, and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Have they all been killed?" Lu Chengfeng pinched a petal of osmanthus that had fallen from a branch between his fingers and gently sniffed the fragrance.

There was blood everywhere, but the sweet osmanthus was still fragrant, without any trace of blood.

"I don't think so."

"How can we call it extermination if Youdu hasn't been destroyed yet?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present felt their hearts skip a beat, and then they felt their blood boiling and their energy rushing to their heads. Looking at the man's back, they felt immense awe and admiration.

He has great ambition, terrifying strength, and is ruthless!

This boy will surely be the leader of Yuncang's revival.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through the minds of these elders, including excitement, excitement, awe, worship, and... fear...

Then they looked at each other, their pupils seemed to flicker faintly in the dark night, and then without any discussion, they all knelt on the ground, screaming at the top of their lungs.

"We are willing to obey the orders of the young master and destroy Youdu."

The thirty-four sword masters had a united aura that could almost destroy mountains and break peaks, and it was as vast as a tidal wave that swept in all directions.

It even caused a howling strong wind that swept across the sky and the earth.

Lu Chengfeng listened to their shouts echoing in his ears, enjoying the feeling of everyone kneeling at his feet.

He could clearly feel his blood boiling and an indescribable feeling flowing through his heart, as refreshing as drinking fine wine.

“Is this authority?!”

Lu Chengfeng murmured in his heart and did not speak for a long time. Instead, he looked towards the northwest. The night wind was howling, and his robe and long hair rustled in the wind.

"I remember that the Sunset Sect had agreed with my sect to advance and retreat together and fight against Youdu together. Have the strong men from the Sunset Sect arrived yet?"

An elder holding a sword said, "Young Master, the leader of the Sunset Sect brought the Sunset Bow and approached Yuncang twenty miles away. He found that the Lord of Nether City had massacred the whole city and exterminated the whole sect, so he immediately retreated a hundred miles away and his whereabouts are unknown at this time."

"Very good." Lu Chengfeng's tone was a little cold.

"I have made up my mind. I will kill Luo Ri first and then destroy You Du!"

Lu Chengfeng's indifferent voice drifted far away with the night wind.

All the elders kneeling on the ground felt a tightness in their hearts. Although the whole mountain was filled with the fragrance of osmanthus, they all inexplicably felt that the wind was filled with the smell of blood.

Lu Chengfeng placed his hand on the hilt of the Red Dragon Sword and looked out at the mountains.

He knew that from today on, the entire Yuncang Sword Sect would prostrate itself at his feet.

This thousand-year-old sect has completely changed its owner from today onwards.

(End of this chapter)