Chapter 186 My Du Mengyan's Pure Body
Chapter 186 My Du Mengyan's Pure Body (Subscription Request)
Weapons collided and blood splattered.
The entire Yulong Mountain became a bloody battlefield.
Only seven days after Du Mengyan announced the closure of the mountain, six major forces besieged Yulong Mountain.
Led by Black Wind Ridge, the five sects including Yueyang Academy, Killing Tower, Kutuo Mountain, Immortal Tower, and Beggar Gang followed, and each led their elite masters to raid Yulong Mountain.
The masters of the six sects added up to thousands of people. Although Yulong Mountain had three thousand Taoist soldiers, they were slaughtered like melons and vegetables in front of these elite masters.
The Black Wind Patriarch and the leaders of the five major sects didn't even have to take action, but the entire Yulong Mountain was flooded with blood.
By the time Du Mengyan, Yun Mo and others reacted, the masters from the six major sects had already arrived at the Tongtian Palace.
puff!puff!puff!
Thousands of elite masters gathered together and slaughtered the remaining disciples of Yulong Mountain. Blood flowed all over the ground, and corpses and broken arms were everywhere.
Even Old Wen was dead, his head was twisted off and rolled in a pool of blood. After all, he was old and his reaction was too slow. He was hacked to death by the enemy before he could retreat to Tongtian Palace.
Du Mengyan, Yun Mo, Li Jiuzhong, and five other true disciples including Du Xiaoyue, a total of eight people gathered in front of the gate of Tongtian Palace, with swords drawn and extremely pale faces.
There were more than five thousand people in the entire Yulong Mountain, including Taoist soldiers and servants, but now there were only eight of them left.
There were corpses all over the mountains.
The shouts and the sounds of weapons clashing gradually stopped, because except for the eight people who retreated to Tongtian Palace, all the rest were dead.
If the six hegemonic forces join forces, not to mention the small Yulong Mountain, even the Yuncang Sword Sect at its peak would be in danger of destruction.
The Black Wind Patriarch, dressed in a blue Confucian robe, walked out slowly from the crowd. His every move was no different from that of an ordinary person, and he did not show any of the bearing and martial arts of a master.
He slowly walked to a place three meters outside the Tongtian Palace and stopped, saying in a gentle tone: "Don't panic, everyone. We have no ill intentions in visiting Yulong Mountain. We have important matters to consult with the head of your sect. Please forgive us if we have offended you."
With such polite words, coupled with his gentle dress and demeanor, if it weren't for the corpses and blood all over the ground, anyone would have regarded him as a well-educated Confucian scholar.
But at this moment, the blood and corpses all over the ground made the words of the Black Wind Ancestor seem extremely ironic and mocking.
After saying this, Patriarch Black Wind did not wait for a reply from those in Tongtian Palace. He simply waved his hand, and immediately the disciples of the Killing Tower threw a dozen people tied with iron chains directly to the door of the palace.
When Du Mengyan saw those people, her pupils shrank and her heart felt cold.
"Is it Chief Li Qingfeng?!"
"There are other elders!"
“Oh my God, have all the elders fallen into the hands of these people?”
Yun Mo and Du Mengyan looked at each other, and their hearts sank to the bottom.
Those who were thrown outside the hall were none other than the elders of the Yuncang Sword Sect headed by Li Qingfeng. It could be said that these people at the entrance of the hall were the core and pillars of the Yuncang Sword Sect except for Lu Chengfeng.
"Unfortunately, the remaining elders had quite a misunderstanding about us and were accidentally killed during the conflict, leaving only these dozen or so to be handed over to you."
The Black Wind Patriarch seemed somewhat helpless as he said, "Please stay in the hall during this period of time and do not go out to avoid misunderstandings."
Du Mengyan's teeth were almost broken, and her right hand was pressed tightly on the Xuanyang Sword. She wished she could just draw the sword out of its sheath and fight this old thief once and for all.
but……
She looked at the dozen elders lying unconscious on the ground, as well as the other seven people beside her, but she had to cheer up and give up the idea of destroying herself along with them.
"It's easy for me to die, but if I anger the Black Wind Monster, I'm afraid no one present will be spared."
Although Du Mengyan knew very well that the Black Wind Monster's move was to force Lu Chengfeng to show up, she had already received news that the leader had broken through the realm of heaven and man and had become the Great Five Elements Extinction Divine Light Sword.
She had genuine trust in the man who had single-handedly broken through an army of 8,000.
Du Mengyan took a deep breath and instructed Du Xiaoyue, "Go and take the elders back to the palace and settle them down."
"Yes, Chief." Du Xiaoyue agreed, and stepped forward with the other four true disciples beside him, and quickly carried the dozen elders who had fallen to the ground back to Tongtian Hall.
Du Mengyan had no intention of talking to the enemies outside the door. It would be useless even if she said more now. She secretly swore in her heart, "Old Monster Black Wind, don't you want to use our lives to force Lu Chengfeng to show up? I'm afraid that when he arrives, you will be killed."
Her heart was filled with grief, anger and pain, as well as an unprecedented longing for that man.
"Lu Chengfeng, where are you?"
After all the elders were moved back to the hall, Du Mengyan waved her hand and asked everyone to slowly retreat into the hall.
However, at this moment, the Black Wind Patriarch looked at her and said, "You are Fairy Qionghua, right? You are indeed a beauty. No wonder Master Yi was so heartbroken for you."
"I once promised Master Yi that if his father and I, the ancestor, would take action together, I would give you to him."
"It's a pity that Sect Leader Yi is unwilling to come out. I, the ancestor, can only take your head and present it to Master Yi. This will also be considered as fulfilling the agreement we made that day."
As he spoke, he slowly raised his hand. Suddenly a gust of black wind appeared out of nowhere and transformed into a giant palm in the blink of an eye, grabbing Du Mengyan on the head.
"Master!" Yun Mo, Li Jiuzhong and others were all shocked upon seeing this and drew their swords and stepped forward.
"Everyone, step back. No one is allowed to take action."
Du Mengyan waved her sleeves fiercely, and when everyone else retreated behind her, she shook her right hand, and with a clang, the Xuanyang Sword flew out of its sheath, like a streak of scarlet-gold, slashing out with endless sharpness.
She has now cultivated the Yi Mu Tong Tian Sword Technique to the twenty-sixth level and is only one step away from perfection.
The Xuanyang Divine Sword was originally a divine weapon refined by the Tongtian Sword Art. Now that man and sword were combined, the power suddenly increased, as if the sun in the sky had fallen to the earth, and the power swept in all directions.
When the sword was swung out, the pupils of many disciples from the six sects in all directions were hurt by the dazzling golden light and they subconsciously closed their eyes tightly.
hum!
However, this earth-shaking sword was easily grasped in the palm of the Black Wind Ancestor's hand.
The red-gold sword light kept shaking violently like a dragon, trying to break free, but was tightly locked by the palm formed by the black wind.
"Li Xuanyang was considered a genius at the time. He was able to innovate the inheritance of the Qingyun Peak lineage of the Yuncang Sword Sect and deduce the 28th level, thus entering the ranks of divine skills."
The Black Wind Patriarch sighed and said, "It's a pity that he spent too much time on this technique. If he could create his own magical technique, he would go even further on the path to heaven."
"When I was still a Taoist, I fought him and was severely injured. I had no choice but to flee."
"Now that I see the Xuanyang Divine Sword again, my old friend has passed away. It is really sad."
He shook his head and waved his hand. The palm formed by black wind grabbed the Xuanyang Divine Sword and fell in front of him.
He bent his fingers slightly, and it seemed nothing unusual. However, the moment his fingers landed on the sword blade, there was a loud bang, sparks of lightning burst out, and golden light scattered.
The layer of red-gold sword light that permeated the Xuanyang Divine Sword was shattered by this finger, and the light dimmed, revealing a sword body as clear as water.
The Black Wind Patriarch stroked the sword with his fingers and said, "I once bled under this sword. Today, I will use this sword to take the head of the descendant of Xuan Yang. This way, our acquaintance will not be in vain."
As he spoke, a stream of magic power poured into the Xuan Yang Divine Sword. In an instant, the sword light appeared again, and the scarlet-gold light shone between heaven and earth, as if the sun was rising.
Du Mengyan's face turned extremely pale. She groaned and a stream of bright red blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. The Xuanyang Divine Sword had been refined by her into her innate divine weapon. Just now, the Black Wind Ancestor had directly severed her connection with the sword with a finger, causing her to suffer an extremely terrible backlash.
Seeing the Xuanyang Sword shining so brightly in the hands of this old devil, she suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of frustration in her heart.
"Grandmaster, I'm sorry. I am incompetent and I am going to bring shame to you."
She took a deep breath, and the vital energy in her body circulated at an incredibly terrifying speed, as if it was about to burn. At this moment, she completely abandoned all thoughts and decided to perish together with the enemy.
"Old Monster Black Wind, I am no match for you today. It's not because my Qingyun inheritance is inferior, but because I, Du Mengyan, am not talented and well-educated. It's a pity that I have not practiced enough and have never set foot in the realm of heaven and man."
"Otherwise I will definitely chop off your head with this magic sword."
"The master was able to defeat you back then, and I, the descendant of Qingyun, can do the same."
Her words were sonorous and full of determination and strength.
“Hahahahahaha!” Heifeng Patriarch couldn’t help but laugh out loud when he heard this, “You, the younger generation, are really ignorant.”
"When Xuan Yang fought with me, I had not yet condensed my soul. I fought him at the half-step heavenly realm. Although I was seriously injured, I was able to retreat unscathed."
"I originally wanted to break Xuan Yang's knees with my own hands and make him kneel in front of me when I set foot on the heavenly realm."
"pity……"
He shook his head and didn't continue talking, as if he had something to hide.
"Forget it. I don't want to talk to you anymore. I'll just borrow your head today."
After saying that, the Xuan Yang Sword in his hand suddenly turned into a thin golden line and slashed towards Du Mengyan's head.
The Xuan Yang Divine Sword did not have that kind of earth-shattering power in the hands of the Black Wind Patriarch. Instead, it condensed all the strength into a line in the instant of attack, and the sharpness contained in it made people's pupils sting.
"You want to kill me, but you can't!"
Du Mengyan's dress was inflated by the wind, her black hair was flying in disorder, and her pale face had a determined look.
She used the forbidden technique from the Yi Mu Tong Tian Sword Sutra without hesitation, and was willing to burn her own life to strike out the most brilliant sword in her life.
A purple-blue flame suddenly appeared between her eyebrows and swept across her body in an instant.
"How can my innocent body fall into the hands of a devil like you?"
"Even if I am shattered into pieces and turned into ashes, I will never let you succeed."
"Old devil, today I will let you see the forbidden technique that our ancestor comprehended when he passed away, the Sky-Severing Technique!"
As Du Mengyan spoke, the purple-green flame condensed into a blade of light in her palm and slashed straight towards the flying golden line.
(End of this chapter)