Yang Wushuang and her brother saw that they were facing such a powerful opponent. If they didn't fight, their family would be destroyed. They had to protect their family and villagers at all costs. They couldn't care about much at this time. Only by defeating the opponent could they have a chance of survival. Yang Chenguang waved the soul-chasing stick and would never let go of the man who stole the ghost fire of the netherworld. It was impossible for him to invade the Yang family. Yang Wushuang wielded a long sword and ruthlessly fought back against the invading enemy.
The ghost fire of the underworld rose up, and Yang Chenguang fought back. The boy guarding the tripod knew the ghost fire of the underworld very well. Wherever the soul-chasing stick went, the ghost fire of the underworld was extinguished and returned to the ghost house. The people watching the fight only saw the strings of ghost fire on the top of the short stick, and they didn't know where they came from and where they were placed. Taoist Qingyang was surrounded by the black soul-chasing stick, and the strings of ghost fire also surrounded him. If he was not careful, he might be burned by his own ghost fire.
This ghost fire of the netherworld is extremely powerful. It burns people's souls and makes them experience the extreme torture of fire in the underworld. Mortals who go through this will inevitably lose their souls and disappear into thin air. People with low cultivation will also find it difficult to see its form again! Taoist Qingyang used the ghost fire of the netherworld, but encountered such a strong enemy. He was annoyed and could not defeat him for a while. He was upset and anxious. He didn't know what to do. Only a fight could relieve the hatred in his heart!
Wuweizi also had a deep hatred for the Taiji Sect that killed his disciples. He used the thunder to strike the woman in front of him continuously. In the intervals between thunder and fire, he casually used the Five Thunders Piercing the Heart Rope. The Five Thunders Piercing the Heart Rope was the unique skill of the head of the Qingwei Sect. Only the most powerful people could practice this skill. This rope was taken from the essence of the wrath of the five thunders. The rope was like a long chain with an extremely sharp top. The long rope was also a ring formed by five thunders, which were linked together. If someone was hit and triggered the thunder, they would immediately turn into powder. It was extremely vicious.
Yang Chenguang was shocked when he saw Wuweizi's Five Thunders Piercing the Heart Rope. He knew that this person was from the sect that attacked his family. He had been killed by this skill before. Thinking of this, he shouted to Yang Wushuang, "Sister, be careful. This person is an enemy. Don't let him go!"
While Yang Wushuang fought back, he said to his brother, "This is just a trivial trick, not worth mentioning." As he spoke, the powerful Tiangang sword energy had already knocked the Five Thunders Piercing Heart Lock aside, and the triggered thunder rumbled in the air. The villagers who were lying by the windows and doors watching the war were frightened by the sudden loud noise and didn't know what to do. They didn't know where to escape to, nor did they know when the war would end. The people in the village were worried and anxious.
The sky above Yangjiayu was already dark. Although it was only past noon, it was hard to see the sun. The four men were fighting to a draw. A dark cloud floated hurriedly over the distant sky, and someone shouted, "Oh no! The volcano has erupted!"
When everyone heard this, they looked closely and saw two people on the black cloud, covered in dust, like clay figures. Only the eyes were clean.
Taoist Qingyang knew from his words that it was his disciple. He shouted angrily: "The four elements of a monk are empty! What's there to be alarmed about!"
As they were talking, the two boys had already arrived in front of Taoist Qingyang. Qingfeng said to the master anxiously, "Master, our cave is gone! The volcano erupted. If we run slowly, we will be burned to death! Look, the whisk is burnt to the point of no hair! Junior brother, a lot of my hair is also burnt!" As they spoke, the two disciples showed their master.
When Yang Wushuang and her brother saw this scene, they laughed out loud. Yang Chenguang shouted, "Great! There's a fire in the backyard! How come it didn't burn you to death!"
Taoist Qingyang shouted angrily to his disciple: "Stand aside!" In the split second, while the Yang siblings were on low alert, a ray of Yin Fire attacked Yang Wushuang. Wuweizi was also a ray of lightning that struck Yang Chenguang in the face.
At this moment, Yang Chenxiao appeared from nowhere. He stood on the hillside below, in front of the jungle. He shouted to his sister, "Be careful! These unscrupulous Taoists are using dirty tricks."
Before he finished speaking, Yang Wushuang and her brother had already used their weapons to knock out the Yin Lei Di Huo. The two disciples Qingfeng and Mingyue were not stupid. They knew something when they saw the person shouting loudly. This person must be from the Taiji Sect. Qingfeng casually threw a vicious fireball. Although the two disciples were still inexperienced in Taoism, they could still deal with a mortal.
When Yang Chenxiao looked up, the fireball was close to him. He couldn't dodge it and it exploded in front of him. Yang Chenxiao fell to the ground unconscious.
"Brother!" Seeing this, the Yang siblings stood up angrily. They used their weapons to ruthlessly kill the two Taoist masters in front of them. The black and shiny clouds and purple clouds quickly surrounded the two Taoist masters! It was difficult to see their figures anymore.
Taoist Qingyang was in a state of panic at this time. He was angry that his disciple had come here to report the news that the cave was destroyed by natural disasters, but he had no place to vent. He had no choice but to fight. In his anxiety, he was not careful. Yang Chenguang's soul-chasing stick hit him hard on the shoulder. His three souls and seven spirits were surging in his body. Taoist Qingyang spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the clouds.
This demon Taoist has very advanced skills in cultivation. The moment he landed, he concentrated his mind and calmed his spirit, so that he could retain his primordial spirit. Otherwise, he would have lost his soul and it would have been difficult to achieve the desired result.
"Master!" Qingfeng Mingyue was quite filial. Upon seeing this, he stepped down from the cloud to help his master.
The two sisters fought Wuweizi, and Wuweizi saw this scene and thought sadly: "It seems that this battle is difficult to win!" Thinking of this, the weapons of the Yang siblings had already hit him. Wuweizi shook his spirit and used all his strength to sacrifice five heavenly thunders. While the siblings were parrying, Wuweizi escaped and disappeared without a trace.
Yang Chenguang said to his sister: "It seems that this old Taoist is not that big of a deal! He has been chased away! We will settle the score with him later!"
Yang Wushuang said to his brother, "There are still three on the ground! Don't let them get away! They hurt me, and we don't know whether I am dead or alive!"
When the siblings were fighting with Wuweizi, Taoist Qingyang, who had fallen to the ground, was still obsessed and warned his disciple: "We can't give up like this!"
Qing Feng Ming Yue said: "But our cultivation is still low! It is difficult to resist such a strong enemy!"
Taoist Qingyang covered his injured shoulder and said angrily: "You two are going to piss me off to death! If I'm not beaten to death by them, I'll be pissed off to death by you two!"
Qing Feng said, "Master, that may not be the case. I just used the Netherworld Ghost Thunder you taught me to kill a Tai Chi disciple! I brought it here for you to see. If he's not dead, I'll let you down!"
Taoist Qingyang looked at the empty hillside around him and shouted, "Where is the person you killed!?" (To be continued)