Chapter 187 You are finally here

Chapter 187 You are finally here

Chapter 187 You are finally here (Subscribe)
Du Mengyan performed a forbidden technique, not hesitating to burn herself to ashes, rather than let her body be humiliated. She was born with a jade-like immortal bone, and now she wanted to burn herself to ashes, even the immortal bone would be completely destroyed.

The first twenty-seven levels of the Yi Mu Tong Tian Sword Sutra are all about evolving the ways of wind and thunder using the principles of the wood element. Those who practice this technique have an endless supply of true energy in their bodies and can harness the power of wind and thunder. Their movements are unparalleled and their attacks are fierce, which can be said to have endless uses.

However, Li Xuanyang, a powerful celestial being from Qingyun Peak, realized the incredible law of destiny from the law of wood element, and deduced the Yi Mu Tong Tian Sword Sutra to the twenty-eighth level in one fell swoop.

However, the law of destiny is not a mystery that ordinary people can cognize. Li Xuanyang exhausted his entire life's efforts, but could not make any progress. Until his death, he had never deduced the 29th level of the Yi Mu Tong Tian Sword Sutra.

Although his comprehension of the law of destiny was only superficial, he was able to develop an extremely strange and domineering forbidden technique, the Heaven-Cutting Sword Intent.

If God wants to kill me, I will cut off the traces of fate and seek a chance of survival.

When a powerful celestial being performs this forbidden technique, he risks death, but there is a hope of escaping from an inevitable death situation.

If someone below the heavens uses this technique without condensing his primordial spirit, he will surely die. The moment the sword of heaven is slashed out, his soul will also be shattered and his body will be turned into dust.

Seeing this, the Black Wind Patriarch couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, "I promised that Master Yi that I would give him your head, how can I break my promise?"

As he spoke, the Xuan Yang Divine Sword that he had swung out instantly retracted its infinite sharpness, turning from a piece of steel that had been tempered hundreds of times into something as soft as a finger, and easily avoided the attack from the purple and green sword energy.

That purple-green sword energy was actually the Heaven-Cutting Sword Intent that Du Mengyan used with her own life at stake. Once it collided with the enemy, she would turn into ashes in an instant.

"You are such a stubborn girl!"

As the Black Wind Patriarch spoke, he casually sent out a gust of black wind. The wind came extremely fast and had already swept across Du Mengyan's body while he was speaking. The purple-green flame that was originally burning between her eyebrows suddenly dimmed, and a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, and her body froze in place.

The method used by the Black Wind Ancestor seemed to be inconspicuous, but the moment the black wind passed through his body, it corroded his three souls and seven spirits, suppressed his flesh and internal organs, and blocked his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

Once the sword intent of cutting the sky is unleashed, the fight will not stop until one is dead. There is no loophole and it can only be blocked.

However, the gap in strength between Du Mengyan and the Black Wind Ancestor was too great. Especially since this old devil had made an intricate study of the soul. He could use a wisp of black wind to suppress the soul and lock the human spirit. It was truly incredible.

Compared to the Black Shark Soul-stealing Qi that Black Shark Sanren had created back then, it is even more sophisticated and subtle.

Seeing that the Black Wind Patriarch's black wind directly interrupted the forbidden technique performed by Du Mengyan, she suddenly bled from all seven orifices, and thick black blood gushed out of her eye sockets, ears, nostrils and mouth.

Although the forbidden technique was interrupted, she was not turned into ashes on the spot.

But Du Mengyan's soul was first burned by the forbidden technique, and then corroded by the black wind. She almost lost her soul and died on the spot.

If those who practiced the Yi Mu Tong Tian Sword Sutra did not have strong vitality, and if the Jie Tian sword technique, although interrupted, had not invisibly taken away a wisp of Jie Tian's true meaning to protect their souls, they would probably have become idiots even if they did not die.

The fight between the two sides was extremely fast, and the result came out in just two or three hours.

The onlookers hadn't even reacted yet before they saw Du Mengyan bleeding from all seven orifices. Her originally pretty face was suddenly covered in thick black blood, making her look like a ghost.

Although Du Mengyan looked extremely miserable, at this moment of life and death, she felt for the first time the fate described in the 28th level of Yi Mu Tong Tian Sword Sutra.

She seemed to see lines on her body, disorganized, yet vaguely following some kind of pattern, and then intertwined together to form a texture like the annual rings of an ancient tree.

"Is this fate?"

This thought flashed through Du Mengyan's mind, and then she subconsciously practiced the Yi Mu Tong Tian Sword Sutra. She used her last bit of strength to sit cross-legged on the ground, and the true energy in her body circulated along the trajectory of the 28th level of the technique.

Her soul was severely damaged, her internal organs were shattered, and blood was flowing from all seven orifices. An ordinary person with such injuries would have died long ago.

But at the critical moment of life and death, she comprehended a trace of the law of fate from the Jie Tian sword technique, thus holding on to a glimmer of hope.

At this moment, Du Mengyan seemed neither alive nor dead, and she was in a strange state of enlightenment.

Especially the Bihua Immortal Bone between her eyebrows continuously provided her with extremely vigorous vitality, making her entire body completely enveloped in the green light.

"You actually possess an immortal bone of such high quality?" When the Black Wind Patriarch saw the immortal bone between her eyebrows that was continuously surging with green and brilliant light, a look of surprise appeared on his face for the first time.

"What a pity! With this quality of immortal bone, if you hadn't died, you might have had a chance to ascend to the ninth level of heavenly being in the future."

"What a pity! What a shame!"

There seemed to be a trace of reluctance on his face. "Your soul is injured now. Although you are hanging on by a thread by the immortal bone, you will still die when the essence and legal principles contained in the immortal bone are exhausted."

"Why don't you lend me your head? With such high-quality immortal bones, I should be able to refine a top-notch magic weapon."

"It would be inappropriate to kill you with the Xuanyang Divine Sword. If I am not careful, I might damage your immortal bone, which would be unpleasant."

As he spoke, a wisp of black wind condensed into a blade and slashed towards Du Mengyan's neck at a high speed like a sharp knife.

However, at this moment, a dragon roar sounded without warning.

A long spear surrounded by flames fell from the sky and instantly shattered the black wind that was as strong as a steel knife. Then it stabbed fiercely into the ground, causing the bluestone floor on all sides to instantly crack. Dust flew, rocks splashed, and flames swirled, making it impossible to see the scene clearly.

When the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, everyone discovered that there was a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe and with gray hair on his temples standing in front of Du Mengyan.

Next to him, a pitch-black spear was stuck into the ground, emitting a frightening black light.

"Zhao Tianyou, the imperial carriage commander under the Danyang County King, greets the ancestor."

The man who appeared in front of Du Mengyan in time and helped her block the fatal blow was Zhao Tianyou, the only survivor of the Zhao family of the Sky Patrol.

All his skills had been taken away from him by the Li family, and he was barely surviving. Only with the help of Lu Chengfeng's power was he able to avenge his family's blood feud.

In order to avoid the subsequent revenge of the Li family, Lu Chengfeng branded his appearance with a human skin mask, personally sent him and Su Wanqing to the Han River Ferry, and contacted Li Mo who had already taken root in the Han Kingdom, asking him to take care of them.

I didn't expect that this person would appear in Yulong Mountain so timely and rescue Du Mengyan.

Of course, all this is unknown to outsiders. In the martial arts world, the Yulong Mountain lineage was established by Zhao Tianyou.

But later on, the Yuncang Sword Sect took away his power.

This person's appearance at such a critical moment was unexpected, but reasonable. However, what shocked everyone present was the strength displayed by Zhao Tianyou. Except for the Black Wind Patriarch, no one knew when this person arrived and how he showed up.

Moreover, as soon as he appeared, he broke the magic of the Black Wind Ancestor, showing extremely terrifying strength.

No matter friend or foe, everyone present turned their eyes to this middle-aged man with premature graying hair.

He is tall and strong with a handsome appearance, and he exudes an aura as profound as the ocean, which makes people dare not neglect him.

“I originally thought that Yulong Mountain had already become a branch of the Yuncang Sword Sect. I never thought that the master of Yulong Mountain, who was already regarded as a puppet by the people in the martial arts world, would still stay here and quietly break through to the heavenly realm.”

The warm smile that had always been on the face of the Black Wind Patriarch gradually disappeared at this moment.

He said in a somewhat indifferent tone: "The Prince of Danyang is now known as the best person in the world, but I don't know when the Lord of Yulong Mountain actually broke through the realm of heaven and man, and became a subordinate of the Prince of Danyang and served as his imperial carriage commander."

The so-called Prince of Danyang was none other than the former Crown Prince of the Han Dynasty, Liu Wu.

Since the battle to destroy Chu, he shot the King of Chu Mi Ying, which caused a devastating flood that submerged the entire Danyang County and killed tens of millions of people. The whole world was in turmoil.

In order to quell the chaos inside and outside the court, the King of Han had to issue an edict to depose Liu Wu from the title of Crown Prince, and confer him the title of Prince of Danyang, ordering him to control the floods in Dongting Lake and Danjiang River and save the victims.

Facing the indifferent words of the Black Wind Patriarch, Zhao Tianyou was not afraid or timid at all. Instead, he said without hesitation: "The talent of the county prince is unparalleled in the world, and he deserves the title of the best in the world."

"Although I have achieved a breakthrough to the Heavenly Man level by chance, compared to the Duke, I am like a candle flame. How can I compete with the bright sun?"

"It is my blessing to be able to serve under the command of the prince."

Hearing this, the Black Wind Patriarch could not help but sneer, "You are indeed a good dog. No wonder you were appointed as the Imperial Chariot Commander. I guess you, a great celestial being, usually do the work of a horseman, right?"

Zhao Tianyou remained calm and said calmly: "I am happy to be able to drive under the command of the prince."

"You, a dignified celestial being, are willing to be a slave. This has nothing to do with me, the ancestor. Get out of the way if you know what's good for you." Although the Black Wind Ancestor did not threaten him, an extremely terrifying pressure instantly rushed around, even making the sky become gloomy and dark.

Zhao Tianyou said slowly, "Old Ancestor, you are joking. I founded Yulong Mountain. Old Ancestor led people to surround and kill all my disciples on the mountain. Now you want to kill people in front of me. You really don't take me, the master of Yulong Mountain, seriously."

"Besides, I have already received a secret order from the Prince to take the Princess back to the mansion. I'm afraid you can't do whatever you want."

"County Prince's Consort?!" The expression on the Black Wind Patriarch's face turned completely cold. "Don't tell me that this so-called County Prince's Consort is Fairy Qionghua, right?"

"Yes, that's right." Facing the increasingly terrifying and gloomy aura of the Black Wind Ancestor, Zhao Tianyou remained calm from beginning to end. "The prince admires Fairy Qionghua's beauty and talent, and intends to take her as his concubine. He will send an envoy to welcome the princess back to the palace soon."

“Ha! Ha! Ha!” The Black Wind Patriarch laughed out of anger. He looked up to the sky and laughed for a while, then said with a sigh: “It seems that I, the ancestor, have not been around in the martial arts world for a long time. Even you youngsters dare to show off in front of me.”

"Well, I will kill you, my running dog, today."

"Liu Wu is just a rising star, but he dares to call himself the best in the world. It's really ridiculous and overestimating himself."

"Didn't Liu Wu fall in love with this Fairy Qionghua? Then I will try her first, and after I have used her, I will give her to him as the Princess of the County."

"You are so bold, old dog, that you dare to insult my master." Zhao Tianyou said in a cold tone, "You united with other sects to forcibly invade my Yulong Villa and massacre thousands of my disciples, causing rivers of blood to flow all over Yulong Villa."

"And now you dare to speak rudely and insult my Lord. You really deserve to die."

"Others are afraid of you, an old dog, but I am not."

"I want to see what you are capable of to dare to call yourself the number one in the underworld."

"Look at the gun!"

His words were sonorous, full of firmness and confidence, and he naturally had a high-spirited demeanor. He did not take the number one gangster from sixty years ago, the old devil who was feared by everyone in the underworld, seriously at all.

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Tianyou stretched out his hand and grabbed the black spear beside him. With a little force, he pulled it up from the ground. In an instant, the ground cracked and dust flew.

The spear vibrated violently in his hand, making a humming sound like a dragon.

Then, a red flame swirled on the spear, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a fire dragon, which surrounded the spear, roaring, baring its fangs and claws, and exuding an extremely terrifying dragon power.

What he was displaying at this moment was the magic skill Eight Desolate Fire Dragon that the ancestor of the Zhao family had acquired. This skill had a total of thirty-two levels, and could be cultivated to the fifth level of the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon talisman.

Although it is far inferior to Taoist magic such as the Great Five Elements Extinction Divine Light Sword, it is also a rare peerless magic skill in the world.

At this moment, Zhao Tianyou raised his hand, and the fire dragon on the spear roared. The extremely terrifying dragon power filled all directions, and the blazing flames made people feel as if fire was burning from their hearts.

All the people watching the fight were horrified. They felt as if fire was bursting out of their throats and their pupils felt burning. They were immediately horrified and subconsciously stepped back.

However, Du Mengyan, who was blocked behind Zhao Tianyou, opened her eyes at some point. Although her face was covered in blood, her eyes were fixed on the figure in front of her.

For the first time, a look of tenderness and excitement appeared in those strong and resolute eyes.

"It's him!"

Although it was just a back view, and the aura on his body was completely different from that man.

But she just knew it had to be him.

That year on the banks of the Sanchuan River, this man also only left him with a back view, and then the world-famous fight began.

She will never forget that back view in her life.

There was no reason, but this spiritual intuition made Du Mengyan even feel an inexplicable sense of grievance.

"You finally came……"

She had the feeling of being bullied and then being protected by her own man. Her heart was sour and she no longer had any strength left. Only weakness and grievance remained.

(End of this chapter)