Chapter 184: Sword shocks the scene, the devil is born
Chapter 184: Sword shocks the scene, the devil is born (please subscribe)
"It seems that the head of the Chai family intends to make things difficult for Yulong Mountain." Seeing this, Elder Yun Mo's tone suddenly turned cold. "I have heard that the Chai family's axe chopping method is to comprehend the fate of people by cutting through the texture of wood and stone. When it is practiced to a deep level, it can condense the life-cutting knife intent. Once the knife is out, it can kill people and there is no chance of survival."
"I would like to learn from you today."
"It seems that you are determined to shield that devil. In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless." Even at this time, Chai Yanzong still wanted to accuse Yulong Mountain of shielding the devil. While speaking, he swung out with his long sword without any warning.
In an instant, the wind whistled and the knife flashed at an astonishing speed.
Chai Yanzong's sword was so powerful that it seemed to split everything in front of him in half. The blade was shining with cold light and carried a fierce murderous intent. It didn't look like a martial arts competition at all, but rather like a murder.
Yun Mo's eyes narrowed as he practiced the "True Art of the Yellow Dragon Hidden Sword in the Abyss". He put his right index finger and middle finger together, and a three-foot-long bright yellow sword energy shot out. The sword blade was cold, concealing a fierce aura.
The sword energy was like a dragon, suddenly tearing through the sky and making a sharp whistling sound.
Boom!
The long sword collided with the sword energy, making a loud roar, like thunder exploding.
When Chai Yanzong saw that his attack missed, he turned his wrist and suddenly changed the direction of his sword, slashing across with such speed that it was astonishing.
Yun Mo did not dare to be careless, thinking to himself: "This Chai family swordsmanship is indeed well-deserved. It looks fierce and overbearing, but the power is very delicate and can be retracted or released. It is smooth and free. It should not be underestimated."
He cheered himself up and used the Yellow Dragon Sword Qi to perform all the sword techniques he had learned one by one. For a moment, the flashes of swords and shadows of knives whistled and intertwined, affecting the surrounding trees and rocks, causing them to break and shatter.
The fight between the two became more and more intense, with strong winds sweeping and howling, and the depressing atmosphere made it hard to breathe.
The battle gradually entered a white-hot stage. Chai Yanzong's chopping skills became more and more ferocious. Every chop seemed to split mountains and break rocks. It contained boundless power and every chop was intended to kill with one blow.
Yun Mo, on the other hand, was as steady as a mountain, his figure erratic like a dragon playing in the water. The sword energy at his fingertips was sharp and his attacks were fierce, colliding with his sword light again and again.
As time went by, Chai Yanzong gradually felt a little powerless. His physical strength and true energy were rapidly depleting, and Yun Mo had only used sword energy to fight him from the beginning to now, and the long sword at his waist had not yet been unsheathed.
His expression was somewhat ugly. "Yun Mo, how dare you underestimate me? I will let you know today that the Chai family's swordsmanship cannot be insulted lightly."
Before he finished speaking, his sword skills suddenly became more violent. The blade, like frost and snow, drew strange tracks in the air, like the growth rings of ancient trees in the mountains, or like some kind of Taoism.
These trajectories may seem chaotic, but in fact they contain profound truths, which are the essence of the Chai family's swordsmanship - the life-destroying sword intent.
Elder Yun Mo's heart shuddered, and he felt a strange force stirring his internal organs. His heart felt like it was beating like a drum, as if it was about to explode completely. His blood and qi were surging, and his true energy was running wild.
He couldn't help but frown. The Chai family's life-killing sword was truly strange. It could actually affect a person's internal organs, as well as their blood and true energy, out of thin air.
If he had not been holding back some of his strength from the beginning to the end, he would have been caught in a dilemma both internally and externally and would have been defeated immediately if he had been suddenly hit by this blow.
"Hahaha, Yun Mo, die!"
Chai Yanzong's eyes became extremely fierce, the internal force in his body surged wildly, and the long sword in his hand shone brightly.
"Take my sword and kill me!"
As he roared, a powerful and strange sword intent and sword energy surged out from the long sword, like a sword wheel, which seemed to tear the entire void apart.
Elder Yun Mo took a deep breath and sighed, "You are a guest who came to the mountain. I didn't want to kill you, but you are seeking death yourself. What can I do?"
His figure retreated rapidly in an instant, and the whole person was like a dragon entering the sea. The internal energy in his body rippled out endlessly, and even a layer of light mist appeared around his body.
The mysterious force that had originally stirred his blood and internal organs was suddenly suppressed and weakened a lot.
"Dang!" With a loud noise, the sword energy in Yun Mo's hand was instantly shattered. Although he dodged quickly, a sharp blade light still cut directly on his shoulder.
"Puff!" blood splattered out.
"Haha, Yun Mo, you dare to underestimate my Chai family's swordsmanship and fight me with only sword energy. This is the way to death. I will send you off." Chai Yanzong laughed, but his attack became more ruthless. The sword light was continuous, and a silver light was sprinkled, like splashing water.
However, even though he was injured on his shoulder, there was no panic or anxiety on Yun Mo's face. Instead, he became calmer. He placed his hand on the hilt of the demon sword and spoke in a calm tone.
"This sword is called Mo Long. It was forged by my master using black iron, tungsten steel, mica, and black gold. It has been with me for more than sixty years since I started practicing, but not many people have died from this sword."
"Because I have been using it to hide my sword since forty years ago."
"It would be fine if you are willing to come down the mountain now."
"otherwise……"
He sighed slightly, "If I die on this mountain, with no remains left, don't blame me."
Chai Yanzong's eyes flickered, and he immediately became alert, but he still looked defiant. "I've heard of the Yellow Dragon Hidden Abyss Sword Secret of the Yellow Dragon Peak, but I haven't seen it in the martial arts world in recent years. I wonder if it's just bullshit?"
"I am Chai, but I don't believe that your so-called sword-hiding technique is so mysterious. If you have the ability, just kill me."
"You want to seek your own death, what can I do?" Yun Mo knew that at this moment, all the guests in Wangchuan Tower would focus their attention here. If he couldn't even take down Chai Yanzong, it would be extremely difficult for him to send these people down the mountain smoothly.
Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated. He pressed the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and the sword that he had nurtured for more than forty years emitted an extremely intense buzzing sound, like a dragon about to break free from its shackles, ready to go.
At the same time, an extremely terrifying aura rose from him.
Fierce, ferocious, and bloodthirsty!
It was as if the original disguise of kindness was taken off, revealing the most vicious face.
Although the sword had not yet been unsheathed, everyone seemed to hear a dragon's roar that shook the heavens and earth. Even the air around Yun Mo became extremely distorted, as if a dazzling light was emanating from him.
At some point, a young woman in light gauze, a Buddhist monk, a beggar, a man in a bamboo hat with a sword on his back, and a teacher in a Confucian robe appeared nearby.
They stared at Elder Yun Mo with serious expressions.
Chai Yanzong was about to swing his sword to kill, but an extremely strong sense of crisis suddenly surged into his heart. His intuition told him that if he dared to chop with this sword, he would surely die.
The long sword in his hand was sharp, and the blade was as bright as frost and snow. Yun Mo's body was already close at hand. If he chopped it down, he could cut his head in half.
However, he did not dare to continue swinging the knife. An extremely terrifying pressure loomed above his head, making his heart pound wildly.
He gritted his teeth fiercely, cold sweat broke out on his forehead unconsciously, and the arm holding the handle of the knife seemed to be pressed down by a mountain, stiff and numb.
At the same time, Yun Mo's aura became stronger and stronger, and an invisible sword force rushed straight into the sky, as if to split the entire world into two.
If this continued, he wouldn't even need to make a move to crush Chai Yanzong, and even make his martial arts will collapse. However, at this moment, something strange happened!
Four figures jumped out from the wooden building nearby. They used their lightness skills to arrive in an instant and stood side by side with Chai Yanzong.
"Qin family, Qin Liangyue."
"Wind and Thunder Sect, Hu Yanzhuo."
"Yunshuang Sect, Duan Tianya."
"Liufeng Pavilion, don't ask about spring."
The five people stood together, their aura connected as one. Wind and thunder howled, clouds and frost turned into rain, the four seasons rotated, and in a trance it seemed as if the celestial phenomena were evolving.
If we trace the origins of these noble families and sects in Zhongzhou, most of them originated from the Yufatian Sect.
The fundamental inheritance of the Yufatian Sect is the supernatural power of heaven and earth, which is based on comprehending the changes of celestial phenomena, controlling wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and mastering the opportunity of creation. The true method inherited within the sect is unique and very different from ordinary martial arts.
At this time, the five powerful men of the Patrol Sky Division have all cultivated the true meaning of martial arts, and the roots of martial arts are all related to the Yufa Tian Sect. When they make a move, their momentum is earth-shaking, and they are actually evolving celestial phenomena.
In a trance, it seemed as if a splash-ink painting was unfolding in front of everyone, with thunder exploding, wind and rain blowing, and the four seasons rotating, making people fall into a fantasy world in a trance.
hum!
A clear sword sound rang out between heaven and earth. The sound was like the roar of a dragon or the cry of a phoenix, echoing between heaven and earth. It instantly cut through the momentum that was like a painting, and made a sound like tearing silk in the void.
The sword skills accumulated over forty years were finally unsheathed.
The moment the sword was drawn out of the scabbard, it was like a mountain torrent pouring out, or like a waterfall rushing down. Along with the sound of the sword, the dark and deep blade tore through the sky.
quick!quick!quick!
There are no words that can describe the sharpness of this sword. It even left a black mark in the sky, as if it had torn the void and left a dark crack.
The five masters who were originally watching the battle nearby retreated almost at the same time in an instant, with horrified looks on their faces, fearing that if they stayed a moment longer, they would be caught up in this dazzling and brilliant edge.
The afterimages of their martial arts were still flashing in the air when the sound of metal clashing could be heard.
Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof!
Five figures flew backwards, and while their bodies were still in the air, they suddenly spurted out scarlet blood. Their internal organs trembled, their faces turned pale, and then they fell heavily to the ground like broken sacks, and fainted completely.
It was not until then that the envoys from the other five forces used their lightness skills to land on the ground. They looked with some fear at the people from the Sky Patrol who had been beaten unconscious, and immediately felt creepy and a little scared.
"Luckily, there was this idiot Chai Yanzong who took the lead, otherwise, wouldn't this sword have fallen on us?"
This thought flashed through the minds of several people at the same time, and then they looked at Yun Mo again.
He was seen standing steadily in the same place. Although his hair was a little gray, he was still energetic. At this moment, he swung out the sword that he had accumulated for forty years. His face was slightly pale, but his body was still upright.
He looked at the scattered people, and said slowly in a somewhat indifferent tone: "You all should know that once my Yellow Dragon Peak's Yellow Dragon Hidden Abyss Hidden Sword True Art is unsheathed, the first sword has the strongest momentum and the sharpest edge, but it is not limited to just one strike."
"The Hidden Sword Technique can produce three sword strikes in total. After the first strike, the second will weaken, and the third will be exhausted."
After saying this, a powerful aura suddenly burst out from Elder Yun Mo's body. This aura swept in all directions like a violent storm, causing the surrounding trees to tremble and the leaves to shake.
Although not as earth-shattering as when the first sword was drawn, it still has the power to scare the gods and ghosts.
"I, the head monk of Yulong Mountain, will soon go into seclusion. Please leave the mountain."
As soon as he said this, although the sword was not unsheathed, its power swept in all directions.
The disciples of the sect who had been following behind him all blushed and were extremely excited. They all felt proud and shouted in unison at the top of their voices, "Please come down the mountain."
They shouted at the top of their lungs, their faces flushed and their necks thick, roaring hysterically, as if they wanted to vent all the fear, humiliation and panic they had felt during this period of time.
The old beggar was the Eight Bags Elder of the Beggars' Sect, a master who had cultivated the Beggars' Sect's Lotus Palm to the twenty-seventh level of perfection. At this moment, he couldn't help but look at Yun Mo and said with emotion: "I have always heard of the Yuncang Sword Sect's Yellow Dragon Hidden Abyss Hidden Sword Secret before, but I have never seen it."
"I am so lucky today that I can witness it with my own eyes. It is true that seeing it in person is better than hearing about it. The Hidden Sword Technique is indeed earth-shattering and amazing."
"I couldn't take your sword just now, so I have no face to stay here. I'm leaving now, old beggar. Goodbye!"
After saying that, he rolled over, and then his body trembled in the air several times as if he was rolling in the mud. Although his posture was extremely ugly, his movements were extremely fast, and he soon went down the mountain.
The sword-carrying instructor from the Killing Tower and the traveler from Mount Kutuo also retreated silently without saying a word.
On the contrary, the female manager of the Fairy House, who was wearing a half-covered veil and smiling like a flower, patted her chest, her body trembling and swaying, and said in a seductive tone, "Elder Yun's great sword is really too powerful. It almost scared me to death."
"Elder Yun is so strong, I think it would be difficult for an ordinary woman to satisfy you. Why don't we have some fun together, so that I can have a taste of you."
As she spoke, her face flushed and she looked like she was in heat.
The teacher from Yueyang Academy had something else to say, but when he saw her like this, he couldn't help but say, "How disgraceful."
After saying that, he turned and left. However, after taking a few steps, he stopped again and turned to Elder Yun Mo and said, "I got the news that Black Wind has arrived in Yuchuan County and is about to visit Yulong Mountain."
"This old monster hasn't walked the rivers and lakes for decades. Now that he's out in the world, I'm afraid he's going to stir up blood and gore again."
"I, Yueyang Academy, have no ill intentions. We originally wanted to join forces with you to deal with that old thief together."
"But now..."
He sighed, shook his head, and said nothing more, "You guys take care of yourselves. I just hope you don't go astray, otherwise I'm afraid we will inevitably draw swords against each other in the future."
"The old monster Black Wind..."
Having said this, he seemed a little afraid, and stopped talking, turned around and left.
The female manager of the Shenxian Building couldn't help but shudder the moment she heard the name of Black Wind Old Monster. Her pretty face turned pale with fear and she said in a sharp voice, "That old devil actually came to Yuchuan?"
She didn't even have time to say hello to Yun Mo. Her skirt raised a gust of wind and she ran away as if someone was chasing her.
Yun Mo's face was extremely ugly at this time. "Black Wind Monster? He was already rampant in the underworld sixty years ago, making the famous sects in the north and south and thirteen states helpless?"
"The mountain master of Black Wind Ridge?"
He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, feeling weak and powerless from the bottom of his heart.
(End of this chapter)