Chapter 578: Killing Xu Jingtang

Chapter 578: Killing Xu Jingtang

Chapter 578: Killing Xu Jingtang

At this moment, in the sight of Zhao Duan and others, on the Zhengyang Mountain, a ball of pure green light suddenly rose from the ground, like a column of air, penetrating the sky and the earth. Then, the green light crushed and penetrated the gray clouds in the sky.

The thick clouds that Xu Jingtang gathered with his deadly power were easily penetrated and disintegrated by the green light.

Soon, countless green lights intertwined and gathered into endless green clouds, sweeping across the earth from the sky, covering the entire Zhengyang Mountain in green light, while the gray clouds in the sky disappeared without a trace like ice and snow melting away!
It's like a miracle!

Xu Jingtang felt a strong sense of warning in his heart, and when the green light shone down, he subconsciously raised his arms to block his eyes.

When the green light shone on him, the gaps in the armor that King Mu was wearing seemed to be poured with hot oil, and thick smoke billowed out, as if the man was about to melt!
"Ah..." The intense pain, like being burned by fire, made Xu Jingtang cry out in pain, and a fierceness also emerged.

He suddenly lowered his arms, squinted his eyes and stared at the source of the voice, shocked and angry: "You are..."

"Haha, you just boasted that you wanted to kill my disciples from the Tianshi Mansion, why don't you recognize me now?"

The indifferent voice from the top of the mountain came again.

Zhao Duan was stunned, and Zhong Pan and others were also stunned.

They recognized who the voice belonged to.

"Master?!" Yuxiu raised her head in astonishment and looked up. She saw that the gate of the academy on the top of the mountain had been opened at some point. A tall old man could be vaguely seen standing with his hands behind his back.

As majestic as a mountain.

“It’s not a Dharma body… it’s Master’s real body… Isn’t Master in the capital?” Zhong Pan was sitting on the ground, also stunned.

Lao Zhang? So the backup plan you gave me is really about you? When did you come to Yunfu?
Zhao Duan was surprised and happy, mixed with strong doubts.

He had a strong intuition: he was being plotted against by Lao Zhang!
It's definitely a calculation!
There must be some reason why Lao Zhang went to so much trouble to do this.

but……

These doubts can be asked later; the most urgent matter is Xu Jingtang in front of him.

"Zhang Yanyi!"

Xu Jingtang endured the green light, his face looked extremely ugly, and he roared in anger:

"Your Tianshi Mansion is going to openly interfere in the mundane world?!"

He panicked...

Even Zhao Duan could see that beneath Xu Jingtang's seemingly angry appearance, there was a hint of fear.

He was possessed by the God of Death and indeed gained power comparable to that of a god.

But... it's fake after all. There is no problem in dealing with Zhong Pan, the top figure in the world, but when facing a contemporary heavenly master who has entered the heavenly realm for decades and is suspected to have reached the threshold of human immortality, there is no chance of winning at all.

Not only that…

At this moment, Xu Jingtang realized it belatedly and felt uneasy. He always felt like a wild beast, chasing Zhao Duan, the bait, and being led into a trap step by step.

Therefore, in desperation, he brought out the rules of the Tianshi Mansion.

Zhao Duan wanted to curse after hearing this, and thought to himself, why didn’t you say anything about breaking the rules when you rang the bell?
Soon, everyone clearly heard Zhang Yan's faint voice.

That was actually a rhetorical question:
"What does my killing of evil spirits have to do with Prince Mu?"

After a pause, Zhang Yanyi seemed to smile and said:

"Or maybe, Lord Mu is possessed by this evil spirit? And it's hard for him to break free? No problem, I will rescue you right away."

Zhao Duan's eyes widened, thinking that it was you who deserved it...

Yes, the Tianshi Mansion is a famous righteous sect, and killing evil gods is their responsibility, so did Zhang Yan interfere in the secular world? No.

He just wanted to kill the God of Death.

Obviously, the old Taoist priest has a flexible moral bottom line and is extremely experienced in skirting the rules.

"You..." Xu Jingtang was furious. How could he not hear the shamelessness of these words? Now he was bound to the God of Death. Once the God of Death was destroyed, how could he survive?
Unless he takes the initiative to disperse the power of the God of Death and cuts off ties with it, once he loses the blessing of the God of Death, how can he survive facing Zhao Duan?
Zhao Duan is a member of the imperial court, so he doesn't have to follow the rules and can be killed directly...

"Okay, okay, today I will learn from Master Zhang's skills!"

Xu Jingtang's face changed, and he suddenly shouted loudly, ready to go into battle.

A shadow of despair gathered around his body, and the god in tattered clothes looked at Zhang Yan as if he was about to take action.

But the next second, Xu Jingtang retreated instead of advancing, and turned into billowing smoke, turning around and flying towards the sky at a terrifying speed!

"He's trying to run!" Zhao Duan warned loudly.

Zhang Yanyi on the top of the mountain smiled slightly and said softly, "He can't run away."

While speaking, the old Taoist priest slowly took out a emerald jade scroll from his waist. The "Book of Heaven" unfolded, and golden ancient characters struggled out of the jade scroll and flew into the sky like shooting stars.

At the same time, with Zhengyang Mountain as the center, within a radius of dozens of miles, giant golden pillars rose from the ground in the mountains almost at the same time.

Pillars of light gathered in the blue clouds, and the light pillars also took on the appearance of illusory chains, so this piece of world turned into a cage.

"The Great Array of Heaven and Earth..."

Zhong Pan sat on the ground, blood still hanging from the corner of his mouth, and murmured:

"Master, have you made arrangements already? This area of ​​nearly a hundred miles has already been covered with killing arrays. Zhengyang Mountain is a famous mountain with a large river, and it is a natural place for arrays... Master, do you want to 'kill' gods?"

Zhao Duan looked at him blankly: "Didn't they say that gods can't be killed?"

Yuxiu explained: "To be precise, even if the gods are killed, they will be reborn... If there is discouragement in the world, they will gather into gods."

Zhao Duan was a little confused, trying to understand:

"That is to say, what Zhang Tianshi wants to kill is the current dead god in the world. If it appears again in the future, it will be a new one..."

Judge Zhong whispered:
“Normally, the power of the God of Death is scattered all over the world, so it can only be eliminated separately. Now, everyone in the White Clothes Sect is trying their best to forcibly gather the energy of death and attract this powerful God of Death to the world.

Once they are destroyed, the White Robe Sect will suffer a backlash and severe damage, and the power of the evil spirits between heaven and earth will also be weakened."

After all this talk, to translate it into just pulling in a large wave of soldiers and killing them all at once to gain more economic benefits... Zhao Duan complained.

But his eyes were looking straight up into the sky.

Waiting for the outcome of this battle.

The moment the cage of heaven and earth was formed, the chains seemed to become a whole.

Xu Jingtang crashed into the air recklessly and was bounced back, with only circles of green ripples appearing in the space.

"Zhang Yanyi! You forced me to do this!"

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Xu Jingtang's hair fluttered wildly. He turned in the air and looked at the academy on the top of the mountain.

Xu Jingtang shook his armor all over his body, and the gray smoke turned black at this moment. He suddenly swung his arm back, and then suddenly punched out.

The man swept up the dark clouds in the sky and crashed towards Zhang Yan like a meteorite!

At the entrance to the academy, Zhang Yanyi had a calm expression, his narrow eyes were cold. This time, he simply raised his right hand and pointed a finger into the air casually:
"punish."

As if he was holding the will of heaven, in an instant, the blue clouds seemed to gather at the tip of Zhang Yan's finger, and the chains that connected heaven and earth gathered together frantically.

Xu Jingtang screamed, and wrapped in black cloud, he fell heavily on the mountain path like a fly that was swatted away.

Then, without stopping, its body plowed a deep gully on the mountain. Amidst the roar, it plowed from the mountainside to the foot of the mountain. Along the way, rocks cracked, trees fell down, and smoke and dust rose.

Oh shit... Zhao Duan felt like the whole mountain was shaking. He was dumbfounded. Is this Lao Zhang's power?

He even suspected that this one finger could destroy a city.

Is this the true power of the top celestial being?

Zhen Bao can only defeat thousands of troops at most, and is far from reaching the level of being able to shake the earth with just a move of his hand. If he had such power, why would he bother about that old bald donkey Xuan Yin... Wait, could it be that old bald donkey Xuan Yin could also have such power when he used all his strength?
What Zhao Duan was thinking was not something he could tell outsiders.

At the foot of Zhengyang Mountain.

The thick smoke slowly dissipated, revealing a huge round pit where Xu Jingtang, covered in blood, was kneeling on the ground with his long hair disheveled, his armor tattered, and his body covered in blood. He kept his arms crossed in front of him, as if trying to resist.

But the arm guard on his forearm had already broken into countless pieces, revealing the bloody forearm.

Xu Jingtang knelt motionless at the foot of the mountain, his head lowered and his arms motionless.

A cold wind blew by, and drops of scarlet blood flowed out of his nostrils, hitting the rubble with a "thump", and gradually accumulated into a pool of blood.

Xu Jingtang no longer made any sound, and only his stiff body maintained the last posture before his death.

He died silently!

"Chichi..."

Suddenly, a large group of dejected people rolled out from the gaps in the broken armor, gathered together, and rose straight into the sky like wolf smoke.

The weakened God of Death is returning to heaven and earth after losing his "host".

Zhang Yan took a glance and just raised his hand to grab. In an instant, the gray air in the sky gathered like a gust of wind and poured madly into the "Book of Heaven" floating in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, the sky and the earth became bright again, the blue clouds disappeared, and the sun shone through the sky like the first clear day after rain.

"Xu Jingtang is dead." Yuxiu withdrew her gaze and said firmly.

Zhao Duan was stunned.

Prince Mu, one of the greatest threats to the imperial court, who led the Yunfu rebels, divided the Huai River with Prince Jing Xuwen, and threatened the empress, died in frustration.

He did not die on the battlefield, nor did he die by the Huai River or in the capital.

Instead, after chasing Zhao Duan for several days, he was killed by the old Taoist priest who was waiting here with a large formation just before he was about to win.

Who would have thought?

"The Yunfu Army is finished." Zhao Duan's heart suddenly relaxed. The tension of escaping for days was finally relieved. For a moment, he only felt tired and didn't want to move a finger.

He turned around and saw an old man wearing a Taoist robe and dressed as an ordinary Taoist priest walking down the mountain.

Zhang Yanyi put away the heavenly book with a smile and nodded at him: "We meet again."

"Disciple greets Master!" Zhong Pan, Yu Xiu and Jin Jian stood up and saluted.

Zhang Yanyi nodded with relief, then walked to Zhong Pan, raised his hand and pressed his shoulder, pouring rich magic power into him to help him heal his injuries, and said lightly:
"Did you gain anything from fighting the gods today?"

Zhong Pan seemed to be thinking about something, then nodded and said, "Thank you, Master."

He has to thank us... This line suddenly popped up in Zhao Duan's mind, and he felt a strong desire to complain.

However, he was very clear that since Zhang Yanyi was already on Zhengyang Mountain, but did not take action before, but instead caused serious injuries to his eldest disciple, it seemed that he did it on purpose to find an opponent for Zhong Pan?

This seemingly brutal but actually rare fight will undoubtedly be of great benefit to Zhong Pan's future practice.

"What a pity for my sword..." Zhong Pan looked at the twisted lump of iron on the ground in the distance with some heartache.

Zhang Yanyi smiled faintly:
"Relying on external things blindly is harmful to cultivation. It's just an ancient sword. It can be recycled and forged again."

Haha, what you said sounds nice, but don’t you also rely on the heavenly book?
Zhao Duan rolled his eyes, too lazy to expose Lao Zhang's pretentiousness.

However, the next second, Zhang Yanyi seemed to understand his thoughts. He actually glanced at him, and then raised his hand and grabbed it as if he wanted to show his skills!
The long sword that had just been twisted into scrap metal fell into his hand, and was then enveloped by a ball of white flames and melted...

Gradually, it returned to the shape of a broad sword.

This was not enough. Zhang Yan suddenly grabbed Zhong Pan's wrist with his other hand. With a tiger roar, the mountain monster sealed in his body was forcibly pulled out by the old Taoist priest.

Thrown into the long sword wrapped in flames, the tiger roared in the flames, but it was all useless, and was finally unwillingly merged into the sword.

After a moment, Zhang Yanyi threw a brand new sword to his disciple:

"Now that we have this century-old mountain god as the weapon spirit, this weapon is finally worthy of our attention."

Zhao Duan was completely confused, and was fooled by this old man...

"Thank you, Master!" Zhong Pan was surprised and happy holding the sword that he had lost and found.

Yuxiu and Jinjian looked on with envy, but it was a pity that they failed to capture the wild god.

At this time, the scholar Lu Chengcai, who had been standing there stupidly and leading the way, finally came to his senses. The scholar seemed to be frightened by the battle just now. He stammered and looked at the old Taoist priest nervously:
"You...you are...the one from Tianshi Mansion..."

"It's me." Zhang Yan smiled back with a master's smile.

The teacher’s friend is actually the contemporary old immortal of Tianshi Mansion?
Lu Cheng just felt dazed.

My cheap apprentice Mr. Zhengyang’s friend is Lao Zhang?

Zhao Duan was also surprised, but then he thought about it carefully and felt that it was not surprising.

Mr. Zhengyang is a great scholar of our time and a person who has reached the pinnacle of scholarship.

Putting aside his cultivation level, he is indeed qualified to be friends with Zhang Yanyi.

Besides, Lao Zhang likes to sneak out for "incognito visits"...

What Zhao Duan was thinking at this moment was: Zhengyang is his apprentice, and he is also a friend of Lao Zhang. Doesn't this mean that his seniority is higher than Lao Zhang's?
"Master, have you been waiting here for a long time? When did you leave the capital?"

After surviving the disaster, Jin Jian smiled happily and ran towards Zhang Yanyi as if he was returning home.

She hasn't seen her master for a long time.

Suddenly, Zhong Pan, Yu Xiu, Zhao Duan and others also looked over with a desire for knowledge.

Zhang Yanyi smiled at first and touched Jin Jian's hair, then he turned to look at Zhao Duan and others and said with a faint smile:

"This is not the place to talk, let's go up the mountain first."

Everyone nodded. Zhao Duan looked at Xu Jingtang, who was kneeling on the ground at the foot of the mountain, reluctantly. He felt a little worried:
"Wait, let me collect the body first."

Everyone: "..."

……

Russian qing.

Zhao Duan and others followed the old Taoist priest to the gate of the academy.

An old man in a loose Confucian robe bowed to Zhao Duan and said with a gentle smile:

"Mr. Zhao's visit to Zhengyang Mountain brings glory to our humble home."

Zhao Duan was not happy. What happened to the "half-master" he had promised? He couldn't keep this apprentice anymore. He didn't know how to respect his teacher.

He said "yes" in a neutral tone, and then walked into the academy under Zhengyang's blank gaze.

Not long after.

Everyone sat down in a hall in the academy.

Zhao Duan picked up the tea bowl, looked at Zhang Tianshi, and asked curiously, "What is going on?"

……

In the capital, in the imperial study, Xu Zhenguan put down the imperial brush. The beauty frowned and her eyelids twitched.

(End of this chapter)