Chapter 384 Too Steady!

Chapter 384 Too Steady!

Chapter 384 Too Steady!

There was thunder and lightning, and the rain was pouring down like a waterfall.

Yan Chunyang, who had been immune to wind and rain because of the aura he possessed many years ago, shuddered. He felt as if a cold wind had blown into his bones. Even through the heavy rain, he could feel the murderous aura.

"Is that the Dragon Shadow Guard?"

Li Yuan walked at the end, looking at Yan Chunyang and the two dark shadows in front and behind him with interest.

He had heard of the name of the Dragon Shadow Guards. It was said that these were all master-level warriors who had died under Wan Zhuliu's sword.

After death, they were bound by the Dragon God, but retained some memory and sanity. Although their martial arts could not be compared with those in life, they were not afraid of life or death because they were neither alive nor dead. If they were in groups of three or five, even the masters would have to retreat.

"Long Xi Xiang!"

Seeing the person coming, Yingxin's expression changed drastically. Yinghu couldn't help but clench his short knife, staring at Long Xixiang who was slowly approaching, and felt a chill on his back.

"Humph!"

Seeing that several people were looking at Long Xixiang as if they were facing a great enemy, Nie Xianshan's face trembled, and the sword energy behind him intertwined. The Pure Yang sword shape cut through the wind and rain, clanging and making a huge sound, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"..."

This move came so suddenly that not only Master Li Yuan and his disciples were caught off guard, but Yan Chunyang and the others were also taken aback, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Master Nie, Master Long..."

Ying Xin stepped forward, not daring to look directly at Long Xixiang:

"We came here tonight only for the Marquis. We have never colluded with the two old ghosts of the Evil God Cult. I hope you can understand!"

"is it?"

Nie Xianshan sneered: "There is no collusion. How do you know it is two old ghosts, not just one?"

"I won't hide it from the two sect masters."

Ying Xin was very calm: "Before nightfall, the two of us saw these two old ghosts sneaking into the Dragon and Tiger Temple, so we decided to follow them and come to pick up the Marquis down the mountain."

"Take him down the mountain?"

Nie Xianshan interrupted him: "Who do you think you are? How dare you rob the prisoners I'm holding?"

"you……"

Before Yingxin could refute, Yinghu became furious, but Yan Chunyang held him down.

After a brief panic, Dayun Xiaojinghou regained his composure. He did not argue, but just looked at the three people opposite him:

"Are you two here to kill me?"

"Master Hou!"

Ying Xin felt her scalp tingling, and hurriedly bowed and said, "Master Longmen, the court will deal with the crime committed by the Marquis. His Majesty's decree has reached Hengshan Road..."

"The amnesty document?"

This time, Long Xixiang interrupted him. His gaze fell on Yinghu, his eyes dark:

"Since you are here, you might as well show yourself."

"Ok?"

As soon as Long Xixiang opened his mouth, Nie Xianshan realized something was wrong. He focused his eyes, only to see the tall body of the Dragon Shadow Guard trembling violently.

Waves of black energy spread from his body, as if a tremendous monster had emerged from the world.

"This is the transformation of true qi..."

Li Yuan's heart trembled. In the surging black air, he sensed the aura of the first sword of the Demon Subduing Blade.

hum~
Under the gazes of several people, the tall and burly body of the Dragon Shadow Guard suddenly collapsed, as if a pair of invisible hands were kneading it. In the blink of an eye,

The Dragon Shadow Guard has completely disappeared.

Instead, there was a young man in a black robe with a gloomy face.

"Wan Zhuliu?!"

Looking at the black dragon pattern on the young man's forehead, Li Yuan was shocked. Even though their faces and heights were different, the aura was too similar.

"Lord Molong!"

Seeing this young man, Ying Xin knelt on the ground, and Yan Chunyang also knelt on the ground.

Huhu~
As the invisible energy spread, the heavy rain brought by the night wind seemed to stop instantly.

"The Dragon-Tiger Pill is indeed a good thing. It cleared away the chronic illness of more than 40 years in one day without leaving any trace."

The young man's eyes fell on Long Xixiang, with inquiry and scrutiny:
"You're as courageous as ever. You knew I was here, yet you still showed up."

"Molong!"

The Pure Yang Sword behind Nie Xianshan trembled, turned into normal size, and was held in his palm.

“Even if Wan Zhuliu were here, I would not be afraid of him, let alone the true energy that was differentiated from a ray of spiritual energy.”

Long Xixiang's face was calm, neither happy nor angry, and he seemed unhurried.

Spiritual Appearance...

"Is this the image of the demon-suppressing dragon god?"

Li Yuan suddenly realized and was shocked. From what the old dragon head said, it was clear that he was treating the Dragon God as another person.

"A ray of true energy?"

The young man laughed in silence, but he was not angry. He just said calmly:
"Your Majesty has issued an order to pardon Yan Chunyang's crime and dismiss him from his title and official position. This is the prince's way of offsetting his merits, which is in accordance with the king's law. Do you have any objection?"

"Amnesty?"

Li Yuan was slightly surprised.

As the nominal ruler of the world, Emperor Qian is naturally qualified to grant amnesty. Not to mention granting amnesty to one person, even granting amnesty to the entire world is in compliance with the rules of the king's law.

But Yan Chunyang raped and killed many women, and everyone knew about it. Under such circumstances, he should be pardoned?
Could this be the emperor’s illegitimate son?
"Humph!"

Nie Xianshan's long sword trembled slightly, his face as gloomy as water: "This man raped and killed many women in Hengshan. His crime is unforgivable!"

"Oh?"

The young man raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is Longhu Temple disobeying the imperial order, or is it that they have no regard for the laws of the court?"

Li Yuan's expression changed slightly, and he sensed a deep malice.

The imperial court is the common ruler of the world. No matter what happens in private, the laws and rules of the king still come from the imperial court. When Emperor Qian issues an order, all sects in the world must obey it.

At least on the surface, one cannot disobey the order.

But if they accepted the order and released Yan Chunyang, the reputation of Longhu Temple would be completely trampled underfoot. How could they still lead Hengshan Dao?
Especially now that all the sects in the world are gathering at Hengshan Dao...

"My Dragon and Tiger Temple has always abided by the king's laws and rules, so we will naturally not disobey his orders."

Long Xixiang spoke up: "I don't know, where is the imperial edict?"

quiet!
As Long Xixiang opened his mouth, the wind, rain and thunder seemed to disappear.

At this moment, not only Yan Chunyang who was kneeling opposite, but also Li Yuan could feel the murderous intent of the old dragon head, and it suddenly dawned on him.

Taoist Master Long went down the mountain not only to fish, but also to take the opportunity to deal with Yan Chunyang.

Li Yuan felt the will of Master Long.

Taoist Master Long might not have expected that the imperial court would actually issue a special pardon document, but his will was also very clear.

"It's not obvious that I'm disobeying your order, but Yan Chunyang must die!"

Not only Li Yuan, the people on the opposite side also obviously felt this. Yan Chunyang felt a chill in his heart, this was the murderous intent from the grandmaster.

Click!

In the night, the electric snake rolled away.

There were little lights of fire in the mountains shrouded in rain, and footsteps could be heard all around. The loud noise before had alarmed some disciples after all.

"good very good."

The young man's smile disappeared. He looked around. No matter how far away they were, anyone who caught his eye felt a chill in their heart, as if they were falling into an abyss.
"In that case, there is nothing more to say..."

hum~
As he spoke, a dark tide surged around him, and an invisible aura rose up, like a huge wave hitting the shore, spreading layer by layer.
Even from a distance, Li Yuan could feel the strong wind blowing on his face.

"Roar!"

At this moment, the world became extremely dark and deep. In the darkness, there was the sound of dragon scales rubbing against the ground, and a pair of red dragon eyes slowly lit up.

Brutal and ferocious murderous intent also descended upon him.

"There's nothing to say."

Long Xixiang put his hands together, and Li Yuan felt a heat wave spreading out, pushing him away. He looked up and saw Long Xiang Jingangtian reappear.

As the gold and white colors intertwined, a blue dragon and a white elephant walked out of nothingness and confronted the dragon god in the darkness.

"Everyone, stay away!"

Nie Xianshan raised his hand and swung his sword, cutting through the rain curtain. The dazzling light illuminated the darkness here.

"slow!"

At this moment, a voice was heard, neither high nor low, but just right.

"Ok?"

Li Yuan looked in the direction of the sound, and saw an old monk walking out slowly in the rain. He frowned and seemed to have been standing there for a long time.

"Master Long really has a backup plan."

The young man seemed to have expected it and was not surprised. He just patted Yan Chunyang on the shoulder. The latter let out a sigh and slowly stood up.

"I am an honest person, but there are too many evil people in this world, so I have to be on guard."

Long Yingchan came walking over:

"You openly invited me to meet you, but secretly used your true energy to sneak into my mountain gate at night. It's really..."

The old monk slowly raised his head:
"You are not a son of man!"

Click!

The sky and the earth suddenly became bright, but what streaked across the rain was not lightning, but a white dragon formed by clouds and mist.

The blue dragon roams in the night rain, just like the Dragon King who stirs up wind and rain in the legend.

"real body?"

Mo Long's face darkened. This old guy was too shameless. His real body was waiting for him to meet him, but he only sent a wisp of real energy down the mountain? !

"It's okay to be careful."

Long Yingchan slowly stretched out his hand, and the dark dragon in the night swooped down. After an unknown distance of many feet, the wind and rain in the mountains were all dispersed.

'Too steady!'

Li Yuan, who had withdrawn from the battle circle, was amazed and suddenly felt that he had learned something new.

"This this……"

Yan Chunyang's face looked extremely ugly.

At this moment, in the night, a blue dragon was flying, and above the earth, dragons and elephants were surrounding. Nie Xianshan's fingers were like swords, and the sword light was like a tide. In the distance, the Dragon and Tiger Tower was flashing with brilliant light.

Wind, rain, thunder and lightning all seem insignificant.

Yingxin's body trembled, and she felt a chill in her heart. She truly felt what it meant to be in a dangerous place.

He had previously despised the two old ghosts for not daring to show up in person.

Now it seems that if those two old ghosts really dare to come in person, they will probably be killed here, even Lord Mo Long...

"call!"

The blue dragon looked down, the white elephant roared, and the darkness behind the black dragon surged several times, but it actually calmed down. He let out a long breath:

"Master Long, do we have to kill him?"

"Can't he be killed?"

Long Yingchan asked back.

"He is the only disciple that the prince has personally taught."

Mo Long had a headache. He just didn't want to confront Long Yingchan head-on, so he thought of taking people away privately, but he didn't expect to run into him again.

Of course he wasn't afraid of Long Yingchan, but in this situation, if he wanted to protect Yan Chunyang...

"Then let him take another one!"

Long Xixiang looks murderous.

"We still have to give face to the King of Zhenwu and the imperial court. It is impossible to release them, but..."

Long Yingchan's tone softened instead.

One of them had a red face, and the other had a pale face. Seeing this, Mo Long was furious, but he still had to hold his nose and ask:
"But what?"

"King Zhenwu has unparalleled martial arts skills. I think his disciples are also good at martial arts..."

Long Yingchan paced in the rain, looking calm and composed:

"Well, I will pick a disciple from my school. If he wins, then he is not doomed to fail. If he loses..."

(End of this chapter)