Three days later.
Dazefu, the realm of dawn clouds.
It's a mess.
Tianshui Villa and Tianshu Hall once again assembled and launched a siege on Tianxiao Cloud Realm. The final result was that Feng Yuhan once again defended the safety of Tianxiao Cloud Realm, while Tianshui Villa and Tianshu Hall lost a large number of elites and retreated in defeat. However, Feng Yuhan did not feel the slightest bit of joy because Tianxiao Cloud Realm also lost a lot of masters. After the battle, he received a letter from the Academy.
Yingzhou came south again, and those "immortals" came down the mountain again. One battle turned the entire academy upside down, and took Su Baiyi away. And Bai Jile's plan over the years finally surfaced. This man who ordinary people could not see through kept stirring up trouble in the martial arts world, just simply wanted everything to become chaotic, so that they could weaken each other's strength, including this battle between the three major factions of Dazefu.
"What's coming next is a fight to the death." Feng Yuhan stuck the long sword into the ground and wiped the blood off his face.
Castlevania.
Xiao Sheng closed the book in his hand, looked up at the hawk flying in the sky, and sighed: "This day has finally come."
Mo Wen walked up to him and sighed softly, "I, Mo Wen, have never encountered anything that is worthy of my fear in my life. But over the years, I still often dream about that battle. Every time I wake up, my back is covered in cold sweat."
Xiao Sheng shook his head: "I was still ignorant in the world back then, and I didn't see the city lord's demeanor with my own eyes."
Mo Wen gave a bitter smile: "What kind of style is that? We were beaten to a pulp. It was all thanks to Grand Palace Master Su Han, Sect Master Nangong, and the Confucian Saint and Taoist Master who were there to protect us."
Xiao Sheng frowned slightly: "But there is no Grand Palace Master Su Han and Sect Master Nangong in this world anymore."
"The Confucian saint and the Taoist emperor also..." Mo Wen rubbed his eyebrows and did not continue.
Mount Qingcheng.
Daojun put down the letter in his hand and held up two fingers: "Good news, the academy is still there, and your disciples did not let you down. Even though Bai Jile summoned three thousand masters, and Lu Tianxian and Lu Tianshang came from Yingzhou, they still defended Shili Langyao."
The Confucian Sage nodded, but there was no smile on his face: "From what you said, there is still some bad news."
"The bad news is that Lu Haoxian finally arrived and took Su Baiyi away." Daojun said in a deep voice, "This is really very bad news."
The Confucian Sage clenched his fists: "This is the last battle."
Daojun turned around and looked outside the house: "You and I only have this last chance to fight in this life."
Mo Chen was sitting at the door, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. Six years had passed, and he still looked like the same child he was back then, without a single change. After hearing Daojun's words, he opened his eyes: "Master, I was sitting and practicing Taoism just now... and then I fell asleep."
Dao Jun smiled and said, "Isn't this a common occurrence?"
"But in my dream, I saw a beam of light." Mo Chen stood up, "This time, I will also fight."
Jiangnan.
Dongfang family.
Dongfang Yunwo looked at the letter on the table in silence. The letter came from the Academy. Since the battle at the Heroes Conference that year, Dongfang Yunwo had no contact with the Academy for a long time, but this time their enemies forced them to unite again.
Dongfang Qi stood behind him and asked in confusion, "What does the grudge between the academy and Bai Jile have to do with us?"
Dongfang Yunwo tapped the tabletop lightly with his fingers: "You haven't experienced the battle in the South China Sea. Back then, we had Su Han, Nangong Yunhuo, and the Confucian sage and Taoist master in their prime. There were so many outstanding talents, but they only won a miserable victory. Now the martial arts world is in pieces. If we don't unite, who can fight them?"
Jimo Sword City.
Jimo Huaxue was preparing to leave the city with her sword. She looked at the sword servants who were kneeling on the ground in front of her with some annoyance. They had clearly received the news that Fusheng Zuimenglou was besieging the academy, but they suppressed the news because they were afraid that she would rush to help. By the time Jimo Huaxue heard about it, many days had already passed.
"You guys." Jimo Huaxue wanted to scold, but she also understood that there was no need for Jimo Sword City to help the academy. Her own selfishness might bring disaster to the entire Jimo Sword City, so she held back and still made up her mind to leave the city.
"City Lord!" The sword servant in the front leaped forward and grabbed her sword. "You can't go! You can't go."
Jimo Huaxue scolded: "I am going there in my own name, it has nothing to do with Jimo Sword City!"
"You are the lord of Sword City. Every sword you wield is related to Sword City!" the sword servant said stubbornly, while tightly gripping Jimo Huaxue's sword, refusing to let go.
"Report, City Lord!" At this moment, a disciple came running over from outside. "A letter from the academy! The City Lord needs to open it in person!"
Jimo Huaxue glanced at the sword servant, reluctantly pushed him away, took a few steps forward and took the letter. He opened it and looked more and more serious. Finally, he sighed and said, "The academy is fine now. Fusheng Zuimeng Tower has been defeated."
The sword servant breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "That's good, that's good."
"But something big is going to happen in this world." Jimo Huaxue clenched the letter in his hand into a ball.
At this time, heading towards the South China Sea, Lv Haoxian was leading Su Baiyi all the way south, Bai Jile was walking beside him, and Lv Tianxian and Lv Tianshang were following closely behind. But after a few days, they still couldn't get rid of the two tails behind them. Lv Haoxian finally lost his patience, and he frowned: "You don't know your own limits."
Bai Jile shook his head slightly: "People in the academy always act like this."
"Are you so overestimating your own abilities?" Lu Haoxian raised his eyebrows.
"It's like this, knowing clearly that it's impossible, but still doing it." Bai Jile thought for a while and replied.
"The sky is idle and the sky is injured." Lu Haoxian said in a deep voice.
"Lord Haoxian." The two responded at the same time.
"Get rid of them." Lu Haoxian said.
"Yes, sir." Lu Tianxian and Lu Tianshang stopped, while Lu Haoxian and Bai Jile continued to travel south with Su Baiyi.
A moment later, Feng Zuojun arrived with a knife. He looked at Lu Tianxian and Lu Tianshang in front of him and asked sternly, "Where did you take my junior brother?"
Lu Tianxian curled his lips and said, "It's you again. You're already defeated, and you still dare to shout at me?"
"Feng Zuojun!" Xie Yuling landed beside Feng Zuojun at this time.
"What? You want me to go back?" Feng Zuojun said dissatisfiedly.
Xie Yuling glanced at Feng Zuojun, then looked at Lu Tianxian and Lu Tianshang in front of him, and finally sighed: "Forget it, let's beat them down together."
Feng Zuojun raised his long sword: "It should be so!"