The next evening, on the banks of the Fenglong River.
Fenglong River is a river that has existed since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty. According to folklore, many years ago, a dragon fell in the river. Unwilling to disappear, it sealed its souls in the river to nourish the luck of the place, waiting for the destined person to start a legend... Of course, there are at least eight hundred such legends, and who has really seen a real dragon in thousands of years? Therefore, legends are just legends, and no one will take them seriously...
It was already late, almost midnight, and the full moon had already risen high in the sky. The bright moonlight shone down on the reeds by the Fenglong River. The sound of insects and frogs could be heard everywhere, and occasionally there were a few night owls calling...
The night breeze blows through the reeds, bringing a cool feeling.
Right here, there was a strange-looking "person" sitting cross-legged. Half of his body had turned into a mummy, and his right hand was broken. Although the other side was intact, there were large patches of burnt black on it. His face was gray and dull, and his chest and abdomen were full of wounds. It seemed that the blood had already been drained...
Normally, with such injuries, this person should have died long ago, but strangely, his heartbeat was still steady, and although his head was drooping, his eyeballs moved from time to time, indicating that he was still alive.
"Humph! Who are you? Come out and see me!"
As if he sensed something, the man suddenly opened his eyes wide, looked ahead coldly, and a hoarse and unpleasant voice rang out.
Just where his eyes were looking, the reeds suddenly parted, and Chu Tianxiao slowly walked forward with a faint smile on his lips.
"The lone thief... Yan Mingtao? You're in such a miserable state, yet you're still unwilling to die?"
“…Who are you? How do you know my name?”
"Ah, this is the disadvantage of becoming famous too late. Everyone will ask who I am..." Chu Tianxiao sighed, but did not answer this question. Yan Mingtao did not delve into it, but said coldly: "You look like a noble young man, you are not one of us. If you don't want to die, you can get out!"
Chu Tianxiao chuckled: "It seems that... you have been practicing that unknown secret method for several days, right? Now you are not only exhausted, but also at the end of your strength. Even now, you are still very arrogant."
"…Who are you? How do you know…"
"It's very simple..." Chu Tianxiao smiled slightly, "This place is so secret that it is not easy for ordinary people to find it. Since I am here, of course someone must have told me your whereabouts..."
"Is it that kid Jinghui? Impossible! I have performed the Reverse Demon Reincarnation Technique on him. After tomorrow night, he will become a master of the Tongxuan realm. How could he betray me at this juncture? Not to mention that I am going to give you the map... Good boy! You are deceiving me!" Yan Mingtao would not be fooled at first, but Chu Tianxiao was right. This place was too secretive. The people of Liuyue Sword Sect searched for several months but ultimately failed. How could it be easy for him, an outsider, to get in without anyone's guidance
But Yan Mingtao was not stupid. He immediately realized that he had been deceived, so he stopped talking, frowned and stared at Chu Tianxiao. However... it was obviously too late.
Chu Tianxiao smiled faintly and said, "Very good. I was worried that the things might not be here. Now it seems that you, the one who passed on the skills, also kept something back. Do you think you will never give up? Do you have to wait until the last moment before you die to pass on the most important things?"
"Do you still want to make a comeback with the treasure, or do you want to examine Jinghui in detail? However, these are not important. Anyway, you will die here tonight, and these things will no longer have anything to do with you."
Yan Mingtao snorted coldly: "Do you think that I, Yan, can be bullied at will just because I am in a desperate situation? Even if I am seriously injured..."
"One strike." Chu Tianxiao said slowly before he could finish, "You probably only have the strength to strike once, and you probably won't be able to hold on any longer after that. And... that strike, you thought I couldn't block it, so you advised me not to gamble my life with you, right?"
Yan Mingtao was stunned at first, and then said: "Since you know, do you still want to give up your life in vain?"
He sneered, "You have reached the middle stage of Mingyuan at such a young age, which makes you a genius. But unfortunately, I am a powerful person in Qihun Realm, two realms higher than you. Do you think you can withstand my hateful attack?"
“Hehe…” Chu Tianxiao did not refute him, but slowly drew out the Queyue Sword and held it horizontally in front of him. This scene made Yan Mingtao frown, but soon, he restrained his expression and snorted coldly: “Since you are determined to die, I will not stop you, let’s go!”
As soon as he finished speaking, his skeletal hand suddenly moved, and then the reeds under Chu Tianxiao's feet suddenly moved, stretching wildly, surrounding Chu Tianxiao. Then an arrogant and cold voice came over: "Boy! Do you think I have been sitting in this damn place for so long that I haven't thought about how to deal with the pursuers? This is something prepared for Liuyue Sword Sect, but you have to experience it first!"
"How dare you say that I only have one strike left? Are all the kids nowadays so short-sighted? Humph! Die!"
Just as he finished saying this, a bit of starlight suddenly appeared among the reeds, and then it quickly swelled up into a crescent shape, cutting through the reeds as if it was about to explode!
"Humph! You still have a few tricks up your sleeve!" Yan Mingtao sneered, "But that's all!"
As he spoke, his bony hand swiped in the air twice, and two bloody ghost hands rushed straight to the gap in the reeds. Then he grabbed hard, and the entire reed bush seemed to be filled with blood-red light, which continued to overflow. Crazy and shrill ghost cries came one after another, and layers of black fog swept up!
“Ahem!” After using this move, Yan Mingtao spat out a large mouthful of blood, and saw the blood fall to the ground, and turned black in an instant. Seeing this, he couldn’t help but think bitterly: “It seems that I can’t make it… I really can’t make it! I just have to wait for Jinghui to come again, and then I will give everything to him, and I myself… can’t make it, hehe, hahaha!”
Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his head, let his messy hair spread out, and laughed loudly towards the sky. He coughed up blood while laughing, and his laughter was extremely shrill, like a ghost demanding his life, and it scared away a group of night owls.
This scene, coupled with his shriveled and collapsed "ghost face", is even more eerie and terrifying...
“Hahahaha! Liuyue Sword Sect, I can’t avenge you, but I chose a more ruthless descendant to help me avenge! He will definitely kill all of you in the Liuyue Sword Sect, leaving no one alive! Hahahaha, and this ignorant brat in front of me, you should also come with me!”
With a thought, Yan Mingtao shouted wildly, and then swung his bone claws back and forth. A huge blood claw appeared in front of him. When he was about to attack fiercely... a moon pillar suddenly fell, and then the second, the third... countless moon pillars fell from the sky, interweaving and spinning!
Queyue Tiandao Sword!
“How is this possible!” Yan Mingtao couldn’t believe his eyes. The move he just launched, combined with the means prepared for Liuyue Sword Sect, could definitely kill a Tongxuan lower realm strong man in seconds. But the kid opposite, not only did he not die, but instead launched a counterattack
This kid... what kind of freak is he!