Chapter 158 Grandmaster's Power
Chapter 158 Grandmaster's Power
"Her heart is broken."
Lan Hao was about to take action to kill Yue Buqun, but was stopped by Zhang Yu. He glanced at the woman lying on the bridge, her eyes were closed, her breath was weak, and there was a palm print on her chest, it seemed that she was about to die.
Zhang Yu asked hopefully, "Brother Lan?"
"Using Wudang's Tianwang Buxin Pill as a bridge, and then using the master's power to thread the needle, the heart meridian can be reconnected. But even if we force the old cow nose to take out his ancestral belongings, I'm afraid it will be too late as we are thousands of miles apart."
"Is there really nothing we can do?"
Lan Hao shook his head and said, "I can't help it!"
Zhang Yu sat there dejectedly, looking at the flower sword in her arms, and reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth.
Lan Hao frowned slightly: "Is she that important to you?"
"If she died saving me, I would never be able to rest in peace for the rest of my life!"
“There are many helpless things in the world, and sometimes even I can’t get what I want.”
Lan Hao sighed slightly, looked at Yue Buqun who was struggling to get up, and his voice turned cold.
"Some things can't be changed!"
"Some grudges I can avenge for you immediately!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yu's eyes flashed like lightning. He leaped up and rushed to the other end of the stone bridge dragging the Falling Moon Sword.
"I will do it myself!"
Yue Buqun tried to get up several times, but fell down again.
With just one palm strike, he ignored his innate protective energy and broke more than ten bones in his body.
"Very good... I couldn't kill the evil followers of the Demon Sect, so I was killed by you, which is a worthy death... Even if I die with righteousness, my name will be remembered forever... You guys may be violent for a while, but you will eventually be ruined..."
Zhang Yu remained silent, drew out his Falling Moon Sword, and with a flash of cold light, he chopped down towards Yue Buqun's neck with all his might.
"when!"
A stone flew in from the darkness and hit the blade with just the right amount of force, just enough to deflect the Falling Moon Sword and make it hit the ground.
With a few sounds of breaking through the air, the old man in green robe fell from the sky onto the stone bridge. He glanced at the black-robed swordsman under his feet and said to Zhang Yu.
"Brother Zhang, I haven't seen you for a few days."
"Old sir?"
The old man in green robe smiled and said, "Little brother Zhang, those few pounds of wine can't make Qingfeng drunk."
Zhang Yu asked, "Mr. Feng, are you going to stop me?"
Feng Qingyang is a senior from the Sword Sect. He has been living in seclusion in the mountains for thirty or forty years and has refused to see any disciples from the Huashan Sect. The two have long become strangers.
The old man in green robe sighed softly: "I will give you all the sword skills in the mountain, and I will spare his life. How about that?"
Yue Buqun was lying on the ground, looking at the old man in green robe, feeling embarrassed.
He needs someone from the Sword Sect to save him. Doesn't this mean that the Qi Sect is inferior to the Sword Sect, and that the war that killed countless brothers and sisters was meaningless?
Zhang Yu shook his head and said, "From what I know, Mr. Feng and Qi Zong don't have such a good relationship."
Feng Qingyang chuckled and said, "I'm not doing this for Yue Buqun, I'm doing this for..."
"Why waste time talking? I'll stop him. Zhang Yu, go kill Yue Buqun!"
Lan Hao interrupted their conversation, grabbed the air, and with a few "whoosh" sounds, all the scorpion-tailed golden needles on the ground flew up. His true energy floated, circling around his right hand, and he raised his palm to hit Feng Qingyang.
"Given your current state, it is not fair for me to win."
"What nonsense!"
Feng Qingyang raised his palm to meet the attack, looking simple and unpretentious.
"Whoosh..."
The strong wind formed by the squeeze of true energy rushed towards both ends of the stone bridge, and the two people in the middle continued to move forward.
Zhang Yu held the flower sword and grabbed the stone monkey pillar to steady his body.
Yue Buqun was even worse off, as he crashed heavily into the bridge railing.
"Chi Chi..."
When the two Qi curtains confronted each other, the scorpion-tailed golden needles swam around and stabbed at each other, just like a dozen stones falling on the water, causing ripples, forcing Feng Qingyang to be distracted to deal with it.
"Oh!"
The true energy dispersed and the two men separated, but Feng Qingyang retreated half a step.
Lan Hao refused to give in, and the two figures continued to fight, sometimes flying into the air, sometimes falling under the bridge, like circling and fighting between eagles and owls. In the blink of an eye, seven or eight moves were exchanged. It seemed calm, but in fact, each move was extremely powerful.
Lan Hao stepped on a pine tree on the wall of the stream, slapped out with both palms, and shot his true energy towards the opposite side with the pine needles all over the sky.
"Ten Thousand Stars Pulling!"
"Bang bang bang bang..."
Stone chips flew.
The soft pine needles shot holes all over the stone wall. "All breaths return to their origin!"
Feng Qingyang held a branch in his hand and kept circling around, and the pine needles that were flying towards him gathered into a green ball.
"The great thief stole Qidou Wuyun. It seems that there are still fish that slipped through the net in the world. Because of this, Monk Fangzheng, as the leader of the righteous sect, also put aside his sectarian prejudice and gave you a wide berth. For the sake of the rise and fall of the entire martial arts world, you should stop it in time. Don't be so domineering, young man!"
"Take advantage of your age!"
Feng Qingyang looked at the young man in black robes and chuckled, "I am curious, why did you insist on letting Zhang Yu kill Yue Buqun?"
"What does it have to do with you!"
Lan Hao's palm power overlapped and slapped out, and all the pine needles flew up, as if a green bridge was rebuilt on both sides of the deep ravine under the stone bridge. Feng Qingyang's expression also became solemn.
“Could it be that he is really destined to be the one?”
The waves in the stream splashed high and fell onto the bridge.
Zhang Yu walked to the other side of the stone bridge holding the flower sword, settled her down, and walked towards his enemy Yue Buqun with a knife.
At this moment.
"Don't you dare, you thief!" a female voice rang out.
The two points of firefly light that came down from the Jade Maiden Peak finally arrived at the Feifeng Bridge. A man and a woman holding lanterns came running quickly. The man was Lao Denuo and the woman was Yue Lingshan. The two figures blocked Yue Buqun's way.
"It's you?"
Yue Lingshan saw the young man coming towards her with a knife, then looked at her father who was lying on the ground, covered in blood, with no one knowing whether he was dead or alive.
Zhang Yu said: "It's me!"
Her eyes instantly turned red, and she quickly drew out the Green Water Sword: "Why? Why did you hurt my father?"
"Your father seriously injured Hua Jian, and her heart meridians are severed. I'm afraid..."
Yue Lingshan knew Hua Jian. She went to Ping'an Inn several times, and Yue Jian was always rude to her, but Hua Jian was always warm and considerate. He even painted a picture of a female knight carrying a sword for her. The two of them had a certain friendship.
Yue Lingshan's mind was in a mess. She was angry, resentful, and aggrieved. However, she blurted out, "The evil followers of the Demon Cult should be killed by anyone!"
Before she could even finish her words, she already regretted it.
It’s just that my parents have always said this since I was a child, and so have the heroes in the world. Those who say this with passion always win applause from the audience, as if... they have done nothing wrong.
Zhang Yu looked at her coldly: "Does this include me?"
Yue Lingshan held her sword across her body and choked up as she said, “You…you…”
Lao Denuo took out a flaring arrow from his arms and lit the fuse. A spark of fire rose into the air with a tail and exploded. A vague pattern of a long sword appeared in the sky. This was the signal from the Huashan Sect to warn and send a message.
"Little Junior Sister, don't say any more to him. There might be ambushes from the Demon Cult here. Master is more important. Take him away quickly."
Yue Lingshan helped Yue Buqun up, glanced at Zhang Yu, and headed towards the Jade Maiden Peak.
Lao Denuo drew out a broadsword and blocked the stone bridge. Seeing Zhang Yu covered in wounds, he chuckled and said, "Manager Zhang, we have met once before. Be it good or evil, please leave, or I will speak to you with my sword."
Lao Denuo has reached the middle stage of Qi Hai Jing internal strength, and has also practiced the sword techniques of Song and Hua. Although his talent is limited, he has learned some righteous and strange skills through the influence of his surroundings, and is no ordinary person.
"Shameless villain, hypocritical gentleman, Huashan Sect is really birds of a feather!"
Zhang Yu sneered and drew his Ziwei sword, then used the "Lifting the Pot and Asking for Answers" move to stab at his forehead.
"How do you know Huashan swordsmanship?"
Lao Denuo was shocked and subconsciously used the Huashan sword technique.
"The Jade Girl Looking in the Mirror!"
The broadsword was held upright in front of him, blocking the Ziwei Sword. The weapons collided, sparks flew, and a crack appeared in an instant.
"What a sharp sword!"
Lao Denuo became more and more frightened and quickly drew his sword and retreated.
Zhang Yu chased relentlessly, and after a few rounds, the broadsword was completely cut off.
"Go to hell you!"
Upon seeing this, Laudenuo pulled out a bag of lime from his bosom, broke the paper bag, and sprinkled it forward.
Zhang Yu stopped and stepped back to avoid the lime.
"Whoosh!"
Laudno threw away the hilt of his sword, shouted "Protect the Master", turned around and ran away in another direction.
"Rat!"
Zhang Yu casually picked up the half-broken sword. He did not chase after Lao Denuo, but used the "Chasing Clouds and Lightning" technique to chase after Yue Buqun and his daughter.
They did not flee far in the mountains.
Actually, in this part of the plot, Hua Jian is just a supporting character. The focus I wanted to write about... was originally on the stone bridge, but it seems that the book friends didn’t notice it, and I didn’t expect that Hua Jian’s life and death would attract the attention of many book friends.
(End of this chapter)