"Okay! Since we share the same hatred, then Shushan is also our common enemy. Facing this overwhelming enemy, we can only fight to end the thousand-year hatred." Wu Yugang was filled with immense hatred when he saw Jiuli Zhenren facing the Taoist from Shushan. He also understood more deeply that although Jiuli Zhenren was alone in resisting the danger faced by the Jiuli tribe, he was also shouldering an endless responsibility.
Without such an incident, it would be difficult for people full of hatred to gather together. This martial arts world that prides itself on being a prestigious and upright sect can only be fought by these ordinary people who are just and righteous. Only by fighting to the death can the sect become famous throughout the world, and can the justice hidden in the hearts of kind people be made known to the world. This is also the true meaning of the truth that is often in the hands of a few people, and not something that can be reflected by the high-ranking officials.
The setting sun was like blood, shining on the extremely desolate hills. In mid-air, Wu Yugang held the long sword tightly in his hand, and Jiuli Zhenren danced with the magic wand. Like thunder and lightning, it cut through the desolate sky and flew towards the demon-suppressing pagoda.
Elder Jingtian was filled with anger and wanted to tear Wu Yugang to pieces to relieve his hatred. Thinking of the Shushan Mountain, Emperor Liang Wu was also defeated by the martial arts world. In order to maintain justice between heaven and earth, he preserved the Shushan Mountain. This allowed the kind-hearted people who practiced Taoism to keep their minds intact. This preserved the Taoist magic. Now, the Taiji disciples are killing people indiscriminately, which is no different from demons. Moreover, Taiji is only a hundred-year-old sect, but they want to dominate the supreme position in the martial arts world, which is also obsessed.
The Jingtian old ancestor was filled with anger when he suddenly heard a loud shout from the sky: "Demon, give me your life!" He then saw two black shadows in the sky, like a violent storm, falling from the sky and heading straight towards him.
When Elder Jingtian looked up, Wu Yugang and Jiuli Zhenren had already arrived in front of him. Wu Yugang raised his hand and swung his sword at Elder Jingtian without saying anything. Jiuli Zhenren's magic wand was also not weak, and he raised his hand and smashed it at Elder Jingtian's head.
This sudden situation caught everyone in Shushan off guard. The newcomer was also the one who shot the horse first and the leader first. From the sky, he had already seen the Shushan man very clearly. He was not unfamiliar with the Shushan mountain defense formation. Before the formation was activated, Wu Yugang and Jiuli Zhenren took the lead and came towards the Jingtian Patriarch angrily.
Wu Yugang and Jiuli Zhenren's swiftness caught Elder Jingtian off guard, and he secretly groaned in his heart. It was impossible to resist the sudden attack of these two people. Wu Yugang's moves were clever, and Jiuli Zhenren's momentum was fierce.
Jingtian had his back against the pagoda, so it was difficult for him to hide. Survival is a human instinct. In a hurry, Elder Jingtian suddenly stepped back. He barely avoided the fatal blow from Wu Yugang and the other two. However, he rushed into the pagoda from the entrance of the pagoda. Wu Yugang and Jiuli Zhenren followed Jingtian without saying anything and also rushed into the pagoda.
When the people of the Three Mountains and Five Peaks of Shushan saw Jingtian enter the Demon Suppression Tower, they felt much more at ease. After all, there were evil spirits and mysteries hidden in the pagoda. If an outsider entered it, it would be as good as seeking death. The elder could survive in it. However, the safety of Wu Yugang and Jiuli Zhenren was uncertain. The people of Shushan were happy and activated the mountain defense formation. In an instant, a strong wind blew up, thunder and lightning appeared in the sky, sand and rocks flew, and beasts could not get close.
Wuyazi told the Overlord about Wu Yugang and the other two going to seek revenge, and the Overlord was quite alarmed. The three of them came in a hurry. The Overlord had always been resolute and swift, and was also a rare fast-fighting general. When he saw the backs of Wu Yugang and Jiuli Zhenren, the two were holding weapons and attacking Shushan. As the Overlord hurried on his way, the sudden strong wind came and shook the clouds under his feet.
The Overlord descended from the clouds. This high mountain gave a clear view of the Shu Mountain. The gusty wind was also coming from the Shu Mountain's defense formation. In the confusion, it was difficult to see the figures of Wu Yugang and Jiuli Zhenren. The Overlord was surprised. Wuyazi and Long Qie hurried over and looked at the murderous Shu Mountain. They were also disappointed.
Overlord said: "Wu Yuguang and the other two must be trapped in the formation, and are in great danger! How can we break this swirling hurricane?" Although Overlord was a great general throughout the ages, he was helpless in the face of this hurricane that was like a natural disaster.
Although Xiang Yu was a famous general for his military strategies and had a very thorough analysis of the hostile situation, he was at a loss as to where to start when faced with this Taoist who was capable of stirring up trouble.
Wuyazi stood aside and observed for a long time. He said to Xiang Yu: "This opponent's formation is impeccable, but come and see!" Wuyazi said, pointing at the hurricane. "The source of this hurricane is in the Taoist's formation, and the Taoist near the formation is also the weak point of the formation. As long as we can break through here, there is no need to worry about the enemy's formation not being broken, and Erna and Wu Yugang can also be rescued."
Xiang Yu looked at the formation. The hurricane that rose from the ground was quite special. It rose from the formation set up by the Taoist priests. It was just cruising in the circle of the formation. It was vaguely visible that the Taoist priests kept making gestures to control the movement of the hurricane. After watching, he kept nodding his head in agreement.
Long Ju was originally Xiang Yu's sworn brother, and most of his skills were taught by Xiang Yu. He also knew Xiang Yu very well. Although this fierce general was invincible, he was also very careful and never did anything without preparation.
Long Ju looked at Xiang Yu's sad face and said, "Overlord, although this Taoist has the magic to stir up strong winds, there is always someone who can defeat someone else. We also have the golden elixir that can absorb the wind." As he said that, he took out something from his side and showed it to Xiang Yu.
This was a small pill, with a gleaming, warm and radiant light. It exuded a pleasing look. When Xiang Yu saw it, he suddenly realized something.
Thinking that the golden elixir was also a family heirloom of Yu Ji. Xiang Yu had known Yu Ji's brother Yu Ziqi in the place where he started his army. The Yu family was a well-known blacksmith who forged good weapons. When Xiang Yu started his army, the weapons of the 8,000 soldiers were made by Yu Ziqi. Yu Ji was even more of a hero worshipper. As time went by, she developed feelings for Xiang Yu. Later, she married Xiang Yu.
The family of Yu Meiren was able to forge weapons, and they also had the ancestral magic medicine, which was the golden elixir that could gather qi and calm the wind. This golden elixir placed in the furnace fire of forging weapons could condense the surrounding aura, making the furnace fire more pure and fierce, thus forging better weapons. This strange elixir therefore fell into Xiang Yu's hands.
After Xiang Yu was defeated and died, he processed the elixir in the underworld, tempering it with the fire and domineering spirit for 49 days, forging it to be more pure and become a magic weapon for self-defense. When the elixir was refined, he gave one of them to his brother. (To be continued)