The sword light is a great elephant and invisible, filled with the rhythm of the Dao, containing too much emptiness, cutting down but a sure killer enemy.
“Dang…”
A dazzling golden bell appeared, the sound of Sanskrit bursting forth, blossoming with Buddha’s might, but it was still difficult to stop the sword of Taixu.
A narrow sword mark appeared above the golden bell, and with just one sword, the twelfth level of the Golden Bell Shroud was declared broken.
“The Seven Imminent Realms.”
At the moment of crisis, Qing Yu transformed his body into haze, turning form into formlessness, allowing the sword light to break through his body, leaving sword marks in the distant sky that would not dissipate for a long time.
The haze gathered again to form Qing Yu’s body, but between his chest and abdomen was a sudden burst of blood, a narrow wound slanting from left to right, almost severing his body.
The Seven Unconquered Realms were not invincible; at least, Xuan Chen’s sword could injure Qing Yu, or even kill him.
“I did reserve my strength,” said Xuan Chen, carrying the divine sword that emanated awe-inspiring daoist might, and how much more powerful it was than before, “because you are too weak.”
It was too weak, so weak that Xuan Chen thought he could kill Qing Yu with only the strength he had, so weak that Xuan Chen even felt a little amused.
It was obvious that he had spent so much effort to deal with Qing Yu, only to have his opponent, confident in his strength, take the initiative to send him to his death.
But Xuan Chen did not expect that there were layers of design behind this seeming arrogance, killing Xuan Yin and half-destroying the True Martial Arts Seven Destruction Formation, Qing Yu’s calculations were both frightening and remorseful.
But it did not matter, as long as Qing Yu was killed, all this was still acceptable.
Xuan Chen’s gaze was condensed like ice, looking at Qing Yu as if he was looking at a dead man.
“Pfft haha …… cough ……” Qing Yu could still laugh until this moment, as if the blood he coughed out was just saliva.
The powerful physical body and the subtle control ensure that even with such heavy injuries, there is still a decent battle power. But this residual strength could not be effective in front of Xuan Chen, who had revealed his true strength and was wielding the divine sword.
After all, it was in his prime that Qing Yu was severely wounded by a sword.
But even so, Qing Yu was still smiling, as if the one who was seriously injured was not himself, “You are really heartless, Xuan Yin was still thinking of you until her death, but you were only sad for her for a moment, just a moment. You are truly hard-hearted, Master.”
Shocking words came out of Qing Yu’s mouth, and it was a pity that there was no third party listening in at this time, otherwise they would have been shocked out of their jaws.
Xuan Chen, the head of the True Martial Sect, was actually Qing Yu’s master.
Or rather, he was once still Xuan Chen, but was now a different person.
“When did you find out about this?” ‘Xuan Chen’s’ face was ancient, only the killing intent in his eyes was even deeper.
He did not deny it; since the dark hand from Qing Yu’s side had sought out Xuan Yin, it meant that he was not ignorant of it. The plan that had always seemed perfect had long since created irreparable holes.
“It’s not hard to guess, as long as ……”
Another sword light flashed, the figure of ‘Xuan Chen’ appeared behind Qing Yu without a sound, the True Martial Sword in his hand was not stained with a drop of blood, but Qing Yu’s body was completely split in two.
“This is not going to follow the routine!”
On the Kun Yin Peak, the white-haired Daoist was now on the edge of the peak at this point, shaking his head.
Originally, I thought that we would all talk about the conspiracy set-up, catch up on grudges and feuds or something to drag out some time. After all, isn’t that what all villains are like?
What’s more, Qing Yu and the guy with Xuan Chen’s face are still master and disciple, the grudges and feuds, the journey of the heart, if it were written as a book, it could be written in hundreds of thousands of words.
As a result, it was just cut down with a sword.
“Ha, after all, he and I, too, have only been together for less than a day as a cheap master and disciple.”
These words came out from the mouth of the black figure that slowly came behind him.
The pitch-black aura dissipated, revealing an identical figure. White hair, a lotus crown, and a purple-printed daoist robe on a white background, the figures of two white-haired daoists appeared as if they were looking in a mirror.
The holy devil’s firstborn, two bodies arriving in unison. The Qing Yu in this place was the real Qing Yu, as for the one that had been chopped into two pieces, it was just the old body.
“The layout has come to this, and finally we have come to the last stop.” The Qing Yu on the left said.
This time, when he returned to the True Martial Sect, he might seem to have acted a little recklessly, setting off a duel on the day he returned, but the encounter between the two sides had begun a long time ago.
At the original meeting of the Dao, Qing Yu, who was pretending to be the Tai Shang Daoist son Xuan Du, was attacked by a Tong Shen realm powerhouse. The attacker may not have expected him to be so interested in him, but it was then that Qing Yu took notice of him.
The experiences since then have proved that there is indeed someone who is secretly watching Qing Yu and the True Martial Sect.
Of the three possible people, Xuan Chen, Xuan Guang and Xuan Fa, Xuan Chen was the least likely and Xuan Guang the most likely.
But in the battle at the lake outside the Shu Xi Mansion, Qing Yu had left out the possibility of Xuan Guang.
Due to the cultivation of the Southern Border Warrior Body and the absorption of the Qi of the Earth Fury into his body, Xuan Guang’s true qi had completely fused with the Qi of the Earth Fury, and his Yin-Yang true qi had taken a different path, and he was basically no longer related to the True Martial Sect.
Of the remaining two, Xuan Fa’s chances are still slim, but not as slim as before.
The death of Xuan Fa was indeed suspicious, especially after it was known that Xuan Fa had not committed suicide as rumoured, but had been killed by Tong Jue.
After all, Tong Jue, the supreme elder, was not a clean man himself.
Moreover, the ruse of framing Xuan Guang was a bit broken. It was true that Tan Wuyan was Xuan Guang’s man, but Xuan Guang and the Blood Demon Sect, in fact, had little friendship.
This was something that Qing Yu had already learned when he read ‘Song Ziqi’s’ memories.
Since this was the case, was it possible that this fellow, Tal Wuyan, had another master?
And when viewing Xuan Fa’s tomb and opening the coffin to examine the corpse, Qing Yu’s suspicion reached its peak.
Don’t get me wrong, the corpse was perfectly made, even dated, so it was evident that it was arranged more than ten years ago, not a third-rate product that was rushed into the job, and even Xuan Zhen, a medical expert, couldn’t see the clues.
The mistake was that he shouldn’t have added to the picture by setting up a scrying spell in that valley.
He thought he had done a good job, but he did not know that this was the reason why Qing Yu decided to act.
After discovering the suspicion, Qing Yu decided to make a pre-emptive strike, not giving the other side any more time to arrange it. The scene in the valley was just for others to see.
If he was really so arrogant, Xuan Zhen would not have returned to Su Mui Peak so quickly to solidify the qi pillar.
Of course, the real certainty came after reading Xuan Yin’s memories.
“Xuanfa’s strength, very strong, but ……”
The other Qing Yu took over, “The winner and will be me.”
The two Qingyu walked together, their figures united, their feats fused, their twin bodies, which had largely moved separately since their growth, united once more.
“It is good to feel whole and powerful.”
“So, let the second round begin, are you ready to die? My Master.”
