The long sword was returned to its sheath, and the aura on the Moon Shadow sword suddenly disappeared. Liu Ruyue led Xiao Chen and Liu Suifeng and quickly walked down the mountain. Everyone said nothing, with extremely solemn expressions on their faces.
When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, they saw a group of warriors flying towards Qingyun Peak in a menacing manner. They did not conceal the murderous intent on their bodies. They came all the way, startling countless birds.
As they got closer, everyone saw clearly the appearance of the person coming. The leader was Zhao Gongming, the close disciple of Biyun Peak Master Song Que.
Behind him were several Biyun Peak elders, all of whom had Martial Master level cultivation. Song Qianhe, whose head was wrapped around his head like a mummy, was surrounded by the crowd.
Xiao Chen carefully counted and found that among the visitors were seven martial masters, including Zhao Gongming, and more than ten warriors in the realm of great martial masters.
Among them, Zhao Gongming has the highest strength, possessing the strength of a middle-grade Martial Lord, while the other Martial Lords are only in the lower-grade realm. It is not surprising that there are so many low-grade Martial Lords. After reaching the realm of Martial Lords, every step forward is very difficult.
Many people may stay in the realm of low-grade martial arts for their entire lives, so people like Liu Ruyue who have reached the peak of martial arts at the age of twenty-four are scary.
But even so, Xiao Chen was worried about Liu Ruyue. Although there were so many Martial Lords whose realms were lower than Liu Ruyue's, their numbers could completely make up for the gap.
Song Que hid himself in the clouds in the sky, looking at Liu Ruyue and others below the stage with gloomy eyes.
Song Qianhe's life was not in danger, and there was no conclusive evidence to prove that the dead Biyun Peak disciples were killed by Xiao Chen and Liu Suifeng.
As the leader of a peak, he is not suitable to come forward directly at this time. It is enough to let the juniors make trouble. It is best to force the one on the top of the mountain to come out.
Song Que looked at the towering peak of Qingyun Peak and murmured: "Old Monster Liu has been hiding on the top of the mountain for decades. Whether he lives or dies, he has to take a chance."
"Now that Tiandao Pavilion is in decline, you don't want to see it. Let a little girl be the master of the pavilion!" Song Que's gaze penetrated the endless space and seemed to be looking directly at the top of the mountain.
Since the death of the old Pavilion Master of Tiandao Pavilion during the great calamity twenty years ago, Tiandao Pavilion has no Pavilion Master. Leng Liusu, the daughter of the old Pavilion Master, is the Young Pavilion Master, and there is a council of elders to co-manage Tiandao Pavilion.
As the saying goes, a family cannot live without a master, and a country cannot live without a king. The harmfulness of this situation is self-evident to the development and prestige of Tiandao Pavilion.
However, the old pavilion master did not make a clear will before his death, and there are more than one pavilion master in the Tiandao Pavilion who are qualified to be the master, and they are fighting openly and secretly.
Through the compromise of all parties, the current situation was created, allowing the daughter of the old pavilion master to succeed as the pavilion master of Tiandao Pavilion.
The most dissatisfied among them is Song Que. Although his strength is still far behind those old monsters, among all those who are qualified to succeed the pavilion master.
He is the youngest. Yes, among those who have reached the peak of King Wu in Tiandao Pavilion, he is the youngest, only fifty years old.
After reaching King Wu, if there is no accident in his longevity, he will have no problem living to two hundred years old. His resentment towards the position of Pavilion Master is the strongest among all the Peak Masters.
He has always wanted to find an opportunity to directly annex Qingyun Peak. By then, with the power of both factions, he would have a much greater say in the Council of Elders.
Song Qianhe's pursuit of Liu Ruyue was actually mostly led by him. Regarding his unscrupulous methods, Song Que turned a blind eye and acquiesced to them all.
In fact, he had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. If he hadn't had some worries in his heart, he would have taken tough measures long ago. Song Que looked at the peak, thoughtfully.
At the foot of the mountain, Liu Ruyue took the lead and said, "Zhao Gongming, what do you want to do with a bunch of useless people and bad old men here?"
Before Zhao Gongming could speak, Song Qianhe, whose face was covered with bandages, said angrily: "Liu Ruyue, your disciple killed eight of my Biyun Peak disciples. According to the sect's rules, you have to hand him over, otherwise you will also do the same." "
Liu Ruyue's eyebrows stood upright, and a ray of murderous intent shot out from her black eyes. She glared fiercely at Song Qianhe, which frightened Song Qianhe back a few steps with just one look.
Liu Ruyue sneered and said: "You are a useless person who still has the nerve to be the true disciple of Biyun Peak. You are already like this. You can imagine how strong ordinary disciples on Biyun Peak are. Who knows which cat or dog was killed by them?" ”
When Zhao Gongming saw Liu Ruyue being so tough, he was not angry but happy. He said, "Senior Sister Liu, don't change the subject. Eight disciples of Biyun Peak have indeed died."
"Furthermore, Junior Brother Song saw with his own eyes that he was killed by Ye Chen. Whether it was him or not, the law enforcement hall will judge him clearly."
Liu Ruyue took off the golden badge from her waist and said in a deep voice: "Look carefully at the badge in my hand. I am the peak master of Qingyun Peak, not your senior sister. Whether the disciples of Biyun Peak die or not, the people of the Law Enforcement Hall will not die." Come on, you can’t take anyone from me without evidence.”
Zhao Gongming smiled coldly and said: "Qingyun Peak, a faction with only one disciple, do you have the nerve to use your identity to oppress others in front of me?"
Liu Ruyue smiled, her smile was extremely beautiful, making everyone around her look at her and her mind was confused for a moment, "Even if there is only one person in Qingyun, he is not a loser like you who can be laughed at."
As soon as the words fell, Liu Ruyue had already flown forward, leaving behind a series of afterimages in the air. She had already stepped in front of Zhao Gongming. Zhao Gongming was not panicked, but instead felt happy in his heart.
Even if there is no evidence, as long as Liu Ruyue hurts someone first, their actions this time will not leave anything to say.
But soon he stopped laughing. A bright light lit up, the Moon Shadow Knife was unsheathed with a swaying sound, and the sixth-level monster, with an aura equivalent to the peak of King Wu, headed directly towards his pavement.
With his strength as a mid-level Martial Master, in the face of this overwhelming momentum, his breathing became rapid, and his originally smooth movements showed a brief hesitation.
Giving up on drawing the sword, Zhao Gongming controlled his body and quickly retreated. But the sword was too fast, and with the power of the heavenly soldiers, the sword still drew a long scar forward on Zhao Gongming.
The wound was not deep, but the blood flying around quickly stained the clothes on his chest with a large area of blood red. The battle was about to break out, and the remaining seven Martial Lords, after a brief period of confusion, quickly attacked Liu Ruyue.
This is a battle between martial masters, and they, the great martial masters, cannot interfere at all. The swords are flying in the field, the figures are scorching, and Xiao Chen and others can only see some blurry figures.
The scope of the battle was getting wider and wider, and from time to time there were sounds of shouting in the field. A low-level Martial Lord from Biyun Peak screamed and his arm flew out.
Everyone showed real fire. Liu Ruyue was merciless and risked her life. When the opponent left a wound on her body, she immediately fought back tenfold and never retreated.
Following the power of the heavenly weapons, Liu Ruyue did not lose the slightest in momentum. Instead, the eight martial masters at Biyun Peak became more and more frightened. From time to time, someone had an arm cut off and a large piece of flesh cut off.
Several indiscriminate sword auras in the field flew towards Xiao Chen and Liu Suifeng. Xiao Chen used his palm as a sword and used the technique of drawing the sword. With a pounding sound, the sword auras were directly turned into nothingness.
Liu Suifeng said nervously: "Ye Chen, what should we do? If this continues, even if I can win, I will be seriously injured. The opponent has ten great martial arts masters who have not taken action, and we are no match."
"Don't rush me, I'm thinking of a solution." Xiao Chen could naturally think of the problems that Liu Suifeng could think of. He focused his eyes on Song Qianhe in the crowd and thought rapidly in his mind.
Song Qianhe looked at Liu Ruyue with a cold expression, not paying too much attention to the casualties on the field. Except for Zhao Gongming, all these Martial Lords have stayed in the realm of low-grade Martial Lords for many years.
Bringing them here this time is actually to let these people die. None of the real elites in Biyun Peak have come. Even if they are all dead, don't feel bad.
Biyun Peak's resources are exhausted, unlike Qingyun Peak which only has Liu Ruyue. As long as she falls, the others can easily deal with it.
"Heaven-level soul soldiers? It seems that this operation is going to fail. Should we take action?" Among the clouds, Song Que looked at the battle below, his brows slightly furrowed, and he couldn't make up his mind for a moment.
In the field, Liu Ruyue caught a low-level martial master's flaw and stabbed him with the Moon Shadow Sword. It was inserted directly into the man's heart. With a shake of his right hand, surging vitality flowed down the arm and poured into the blade.
boom!
With a loud bang, the man's body exploded into countless pieces and shattered into pieces. Blood was flying in the air, falling slowly like a rain of blood.
Liu Ruyue's decisiveness and cold-bloodedness made the surrounding warriors tremble in their hearts. Although they were not afraid of death, they couldn't help but feel deep fear in their hearts when they saw such a cruel way of death.
Too ruthless, without any consideration at all, and killed as soon as she was told. Is she really not afraid of the rules of Tiandao Pavilion? Everyone can't help but think about it.
Taking advantage of the moment when everyone was distracted, Liu Ruyue kept walking and swiped the sword straight across, splitting a low-grade martial master next to him into two halves.
"Liu Ruyue, you! Don't go too far!" In an instant, two low-level martial masters died tragically in Liu Ruyue's hands, Zhao Gongming asked in silence.
What answered him was that Liu Ruyue attacked more violently. She held the knife in both hands and was covered in blood. She looked like a crazy demon, like an evil ghost walking out of hell, not caring about the wounds on her body.
Click! Click!
Xiao Chen's eyes were blood red, and he clenched his fist tightly with his right hand. His fingertips were deeply inserted into the flesh, and blood was still flowing out. He could not remember the last time he was so angry.
I hate! To have a woman protect him so desperately, Xiao Chen felt his heart bleed. Song Qianhe of Biyun Peak, even in the face of the endless pursuit from Tiandao Pavilion, I, Xiao Yechen, vow to cut you into pieces.
The humiliation suffered today will be repaid tenfold in the future!