Martial Boss Chapter 976

As the New Year draws near, this chaotic world is also witnessing a rare moment of calm.

As the three kingdoms of the Central Plains have become confrontational, the local wars that used to take place in the past have slowly begun to diminish, maintaining a fragile balance.

It is because of this fragile balance that there is some peace at the end of the year.

However, for some, every day that pa*ses is a step closer to the abyss. This is because on the ninth day of the first month of the coming year, the Jade Emperor’s Christmas, is the day when the True Martial Arts Sect leader, Qing Yu, gathers all the Taoist sects of the world.

Qing Yu, who had forced Zhang Tian Shi to disarm his troops by force and sealed off Mount Longhu, had no time to play superficially, but all the famous Daoist sects belonging to the world had received his invitations, without a single mistake.

Although the invitations did not state what would happen if they did not go, anyone with a brain should know that the consequences would not be as simple as missing an invitation.

“Unfortunately, you have missed your chance to live.”

Sword Girl’s eyes were faintly green with the light of a sword, and the six-pronged sword mark on her brow emitted a palpitating glow.

She was now in the Changchun Clan, one of the more ranked clans in the Daoist sect, and the words she had spoken before were addressed to Changxinzi, the clan master of the Changchun Clan.

“Before the ninth day of the first month has arrived, does the True Martial Sect want to strike?” Chang Xin Zi staggered and propped himself up with his sword, looking at the woman in front of him with an icy murderous look of hatred.

“It seems you know very well who you have offended?” Jian Ji laughed softly.

She did not say where she came from, but the master of the Changchun View directly identified her as someone sent by Qing Yu, so she had obviously been prepared for this.

“Qing Yu’s demon dao, you shall not be allowed to die!”

Even though he was in such a situation, Chang Xin Zi still had no idea of compromise. At that time, Gong Zi Yu had launched a bloodbath against the Daoist sects belonging to Mount Longhu. Although Changchun Guan was not exterminated like other Daoist sects due to its strength, Chang Xinzi’s two sons had both died at the hands of the Green Dragon Society.

The conflict between him and Qing Yu was destined to be irreconcilable.

Therefore, before the ninth day of the first month, Qing Yu started the purge in advance. The target was the many sects and Taoist temples that once belonged to Mount Longhu.

“In order for you die-hard elements to cause trouble in the True Martial Sect, it is necessary to erase you and others in advance.”

Jian Ji raised the golden long sword in her hand, the sword’s aura piercing, “Chang Xin Zi will still go to the Daoist Conference on the ninth day of the first month, but that person, not you.”

Before her voice fell, the sword came out first, the first style of the Xuan Yin Suo Sword – Heaven and Earth Only I Dao suddenly came out, the sword aura shot out.

“Boom…”

With a muffled sound, the green sword mane seemed like a great axe, shattering the long sword blocked by Chang Xin Zi, and exploding his head with it.

In Jian Ji’s hands, the treacherous and powerful Xuan Yin Twelve Swords were like some kind of heavy weaponry, filled with unspeakable violence.

The reason for this was the golden longsword in her hand.

The sword is wide, golden in colour, with three extremely sharp spikes behind the hilt, and the blade eagle is a naked female body, none other than the Heavenly Demon weapon obtained from Qing Yu – Wu Dao.

This Heavenly Demon Warrior, which can imitate the powers of a weapon, has a violent power that is as strong as the earth. Even a sledgehammer, not to mention a longsword, could be shattered by this weapon.

“Come out.” Sword Girl sheathed her sword and said without looking back.

Behind her, the corpses of the disciples of the Changchun Temple were strewn all over the ground, and a figure with its head slightly bowed came from the shadows, avoiding the corpses and walking to where the lights shone.

The somewhat dim light revealed the face of this man, but it looked exactly like the one whose head had been blown off by the sword.

“What to do is clear to you, right?”

“Yes, Lord Jian Ji, take the face of Chang Xin Zi and give full support to the True Martial Sect’s head at the Daoist a*sembly.” The man bowed his head and said respectfully.

“Well,” Sword Princess nodded, “this is a simple matter, and I trust your abilities. If you get it right, you will be the real Chang Xin Zi and a dignified figure in the Dao Sect. If you don’t, you’ll be an evil sect impersonating Chang Xin Zi, and you’ll be dead.”

“Yes, Lord Kenji.”

When Qing Yu was first in Yangcheng, he had drawn a copy of the “Reihua Baojian”, which contained countless strange and tricky arts. One of the strange arts was the art of changing one’s face.

Qing Yu had relied on it to fake his death and get out of the way. Now, this strange art was used to disguise, or should I say replace, certain diehard elements, so that they could play the role they were supposed to.

“You start preparing, I’ll go first.”

With a fragrant breeze, Sword Girl’s figure disappeared into the night.

The New Year’s Eve was approaching, and whether it was to deal with the threat of Qing Yu or the desire to reunite, people from all sects were beginning to consciously huddle together.

And this, then, is the perfect opportunity for cleansing.

The Changchun Clan is not the end of it. In the heated atmosphere before the New Year’s Eve, many people are buried in the earth and their identities replaced by others in the midst of the bloody purge.

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“Master, the True Martial Sect has started the purge early, where should we go from here.” Zhu Kong asked Huayu Fei with a bitter expression on his face.

Although Luofu Palace did not have a strong presence, it was ultimately one of the four great Daoist sects, and if Qing Yu wanted to unify the Daoist sects, Luofu Palace would bear the brunt of it.

Moreover, the Pure Yang Palace, whose master was killed by Hua Yu Fei, was serving Qing Yu at this time, and the current Palace Master, Yun Zheng, could be said to be Qing Yu’s faithful lapdog, not daring to point east to west.

It is difficult for Luofu Palace.

“The Buddhist Sect and the Great Qian will not want the Daoist Sect to be under the command of one person. Besides, it’s not as if there aren’t people among the Dao Sect who can resist Qing Yu.”

True Qi running, Hua Yu Fei’s withered face became full, his skin rejuvenated, a jade-coloured glow faintly flowing in it.

He had become younger, or should I say, he had returned to his rightful appearance.

He was far from old, but because of his cultivation of the “Yuchen Kaiji Sword Scripture”, he had reached the moment of his demise.

Even after practising the Blood Dao martial arts and the Death Control Technique of the Palace of Ghosts, he still could not avoid death.

If the Sword God had not come to him, he would have been a pile of dead bones by now.

“Master is trying to ask the Sword God to do something?” Zhu Kong asked.

“The Sword God shouldn’t have stepped in,” Hua Yu Fei shook his head, “but yesterday, someone sent me this letter.”

He took out an unsigned envelope and handed it to Zhu Kong.

Zhu Kong took it, extracted the letterhead and read it carefully, and said with some consternation, “Tai Shang Daozi Xuan Du? Is the Tai Shang Daoist Sect finally going head-to-head with Qing Yu?”