Lord of the night.

Chapter 1419 Night Demon! Kill a few more! [Two-in-one!]

The sky was like a thunderstorm in midsummer, with silver snakes dancing wildly in an instant, and the sky and earth darkened.

On the ground, Yu Tianqi, Rui Qianshan, Bai Jing, and the others all took flight to watch the battle.

If you miss this epic battle, you'll probably regret it for the rest of your life!

However, Yu Tianqi, Bi Changhong, and the others felt somewhat embarrassed.

Xue Wu and Feng Du set the tone with a single sentence: the strong decide.

While they themselves were among the strongest in the world, they were not considered strong compared to Xue Wu, Feng Du, and the others.

Can only watch.

There was no opportunity to take action.

So while watching the battle, Bi Changhong kept glancing at Rui Qianshan, staring intently at him!

His eyes were fierce.

He didn't look at Yu Tianqi because he couldn't beat him...

Rui Qianshan ignored him, simply looking up at the battlefield, silently studying in her heart.

This was Dongfang San San's strict order to him: When fighting against those stronger than you, just focus on learning!
Others will handle everything! Don't worry about it!

Of course, Dongfang San San didn't say the unspoken implication: Anyway, I wasn't expecting you to preside over anything important. You're no good at anything anyway…

Rui Qianshan didn't understand Dongfang San San's subtext, so he simply obeyed: "I will study."

As for Bi Changhong looking at me... let him look. I'm handsome, I'll make that old bastard jealous!
Fang Che stared in shock at Feng Du in the air. The Heaven-Supporting Blade technique he had learned flowed through his mind, each move and stance perfectly matching Feng Du's current usage.

This made Fang Che truly feel a difference as vast as heaven and earth.

Feng Du's sword strikes are all a combination of parrying and striking, then detach from his own body to deflect the opponent's force.

Both offensive and defensive.

Three figures stood in the air: one dressed in icy white, his long sword dancing in the snowy sky; another in gold and red, his sword blazing like fire across the heavens; and yet another in serene blue, his blade supporting the two poles of the world!
There was tense breathing nearby, and Fang Che could hear the unusually rapid thumping of a heart.

Feng Xue had somehow appeared beside Fang Che, watching the aerial battle with a nervous expression, her pretty face pale: "Ancestor, are you alright, fighting two against one?"

"fine."

Fang Che stared intently ahead.

Bi Yunyan cautiously stepped forward, moved closer to Fang Che, pushed Feng Xue aside, squeezed through, and asked, "Night Demon, with your eyes so wide open, how can you understand anything?"

Fang Che smiled wryly: "In this kind of battle, even understanding a little bit is beneficial for a lifetime. I can only see a tiny bit of the surface. To truly understand it is easier said than done."

Seeing that Rui Qianshan ignored him, Bi Changhong turned around and stared at Bai Jing.

“Third Brother’s cultivation level… is becoming increasingly difficult for us to keep up with.” Bi Changhong sighed.

Bai Jing remained silent.

I just watched intently.

Bi Changhong asked, "Look at Third Brother now, isn't he about the same level as Old Duan?"

Bai Jing remained silent for a long time before saying, "I can't understand Lao Duan's level now, and I understand Third Brother's level even less."

"Do you think this is a real fight or a fake one?" Bi Changhong asked.

"They're really fighting!"

Bai Jing frowned.

Those familiar with Bai Jing know that once he frowns, he starts talking more than usual.

"As for the intention, Third Brother once hinted at it to you and me, but this fight is for real! All three of us want to test the results of our years of seclusion."

"Third Brother's cultivation level is probably higher than Old Duan's now, and his Sky-Supporting Blade... has also entered another level. But as for his combat strength... it's hard to say."

Bai Jing frowned and began to analyze: "Old Duan is the offensive type, while Third Brother is the defensive type. They are different, very different."

"Moreover, this time when Third Brother went into seclusion, he once again restrained the offensive aspect of the Sky-Supporting Blade. This was very deliberate and obvious."

Bai exclaimed in surprise, "It seems that Third Brother is really preparing to support everything."

His eyes held a mixture of deep blessings and regret.

Unfortunately, I probably won't be able to see that day.

He glanced at Bi Changhong and said in a telepathic message from the bottom of his heart, "Third Brother is so good. Sixth Brother... you, you should control your temper and clean up your family."

Looking at the battle in the sky, Bi Changhong replied telepathically, "Eighth Brother, do you really feel there's something wrong with the Bi family?"

"It's not just that there's a problem! It's that there's a huge problem!"

Bai was shocked.

Bi Changhong was silent for a moment, then replied, "I've investigated many times myself, but I haven't found anything. If we kill them all indiscriminately... Eighth Brother, I'm not you after all. But even if you were, could you really kill the entire Bai family?"

Bai Jing remained silent.

No answer to this question.

A loud bang echoed in the air, white light exploded, flames scattered, and snowflakes turned to dust!

A wisp of air surged outwards.

Three figures retreated simultaneously.

But as they retreated, they all simultaneously created countless afterimages.

While all the spectators saw the retreat and afterimages, the three were already entangled and fighting each other again in another space.

Feng Du's double-slash attack against the two swords showed no sign of weakness; each strike of the Sky-Supporting Blade brought the situation back to equilibrium.

A single slash unleashed a towering white wave.

The blades gleamed menacingly.

Xue Wu and Granny Huang both had no choice but to retreat.

This move effectively blocked all avenues for forward attack.

Wherever the blade's edge pointed, every vital point felt a chilling aura; a rash attack would inevitably result in a targeted counterattack.

The two of them had no choice but to back down!

"Feng Du, the Heaven-Supporting Blade... truly lives up to its reputation."

Xue Wu let out a long breath, and with one breath, snowflakes fell in a radius of a thousand feet.

"Snow Dance Under Heaven is truly extraordinary."

Feng Du paused for a moment, then said, "I cannot defeat you."

"But you can withstand the combined attack of the two of us!"

Granny Huang, with her beautiful features and graceful bearing, looked even more imposing after the battle. She exclaimed, "The Heaven-Supporting Blade is truly... an unbeatable blade!"

She smiled sweetly and said, "Xuewu, if the three of us continue fighting, considering our long recovery time, it would probably take us more than a year of fighting desperately to wear down the Sky-Supporting Blade, right?"

"...maybe even a year."

Xue Wu snorted, feeling quite displeased, and said, "The Heaven-Supporting Blade has the profound mystery of supporting the heavens and returning energy, and Feng Du has already cultivated the Heaven-Supporting Blade to its ultimate level."

"So, it means there's no way to win or lose?"

Granny Huang smiled helplessly: "Even if the two of them join forces, they can't defeat one Sky-Supporting Blade."

Feng Du placed his sword on a cloud of mist, resting his hands on the hilt as if supporting the earth, and said with a faint smile, "This is the job I do; for me, two people working together is the same as fighting one-on-one. If I were to fight you one-on-one, it would be a draw as well."

Xuewu and Granny Huang both gave bitter smiles.

Because... although they were roughly from the same period, Feng Du was much younger than both of them!
If we simply consider the age difference, in a typical martial arts world, it would be like two senior figures teaming up against a young man, and they wouldn't win.

"The Heaven-Supporting Blade! Supporting the heavens and the earth! Victory is impossible!"

Xue Wu snorted and said, "Then let's try another method."

"any solution?"

Feng Du snorted, a wary look appearing in his eyes.

"Let the younger generation decide the outcome."

Xue Wu said, "Since all the younger generation has arrived, let's take Zhao Ying'er from the Phoenix Clan as the benchmark, since the Phoenix Clan doesn't have any other members of the same rank coming. And your Weiwo Zhengjiao has two princesses and the Night Demon, which is enough. On our side of the Guardians, we also have a few juniors who have arrived."

"Let them decide the final outcome!"

Feng Du was displeased: "None of the top young figures of our righteous sect have come, only two girls have shown up. Isn't this just asking for trouble?"

Xue Wu frowned: "Feng Du, don't you feel guilty saying that? Isn't Ye Mo a top figure among the younger generation?"

"That won't work!"

Feng Du said, "If we're going by Night Demon's standards, those guys on your side aren't considered the younger generation. They're all considered the older generation."

The words "elderly generation" immediately turned Xue Yizun and the others' faces as black as charcoal.

Bi Yunyan and Feng Xue burst out laughing.

Grandma Huang said, "Let the younger generation decide the winner."

Feng Du sneered, "You two decide everything? Do you think I have to say it?"

"What do you want?"

Xue Wu angrily said, "Are we just going to stay at this stalemate? It's not even certain whether the Dragon Mystic Realm can be opened! And you're already worrying about this?"

"If it can't be opened, then let's just part ways!"

Feng Du, with an arrogant and domineering air, declared: "Even if we can't open it, our righteous sect won't suffer any losses! In other words, if we follow your methods completely, I'd rather not open it at all!"

"With me here, I'll see who dares to try and steal that bit of luck!"

Feng Du brandished his sword and said coldly, "Under the Heaven-Supporting Blade, I call the shots! Even if the Divine Weasel Sect and the Spirit Serpent Sect hadn't come, if I didn't allow them to participate, they wouldn't be able to participate, and it would still be the fate of the four directions! Even if Dong Xitian came, it would be the same!"

Feng Du's words were chilling and arrogant.

Granny Huang and Xue Wu both looked frustrated. They knew Feng Du could actually do it! With the Heaven-Supporting Blade right now, even if Dong Xitian came, he would be sealed outside!
Feng Du's unyielding attitude clearly put the two of them in a difficult position.

But no matter how you look at it, everyone knows that Granny Huang is indeed a unique person with a strong destiny!

Therefore, when Feng Du asked her and the Guardian for a share, Granny Huang would absolutely not agree!

However, everyone understands more clearly that even if Granny Huang is a separate entity with good fortune, the benefits she receives will belong to the guardian, which means that the guardian's foundation will be strengthened!
This is something that the Sovereign Church would absolutely not agree to!
This is, after all, a divine realm!
Everyone knows how many treasures are hidden within a god's realm. If the Guardians receive twice as much as the Sovereign Church, then the future holds immense casualties for the Sovereign Church!
How could the separatists agree to this?
This is where the two sides are locked in a stalemate.

Even the Golden Dragon Palace, as the landlord, had no way to deal with this.

There's no way to mediate!

The three faced off in the air for a while, but neither the Divine Weasel Cult nor the Spirit Serpent Cult showed up.

"Feng Du, things need to be resolved, right? You disagree with this and you disagree with that, what do you want?" Xue Wu feigned impatience.

"Young people can also compete in martial arts."

Feng Du retorted firmly, "But I want to participate in setting the rules! If I disagree, then it won't pass! Let's just wait it out. Anyway, we've already waited for tens of thousands of years, so I, Feng Du, don't care about a few more days! I don't care if it takes a few more years, or even a few thousand more, it doesn't matter!"

Xuewu and Granny Huang snorted coldly.

After hesitating for a moment, considering that even the two of them combined could not make Feng Du back down, he said, "Then let's go down and discuss it."

The three of them gracefully descended.

Feng Du walked past the crowd with a cold face: "Bai Jing, come with me to discuss this!"

Bai Jing said, "Yes, Third Brother."

Followed and walked over.

Bi Changhong hurriedly said, "What about me? Third Brother, what about me? I'm also the Deputy Chief Leader who came along."

Feng Du scoffed and remained silent. After a while, when he had disappeared from sight, his voice drifted back: "How are you going to complain if you stay here and cultivate?"

Bi Changhong: "..."

His face contorted in pain.

During this time here, including on the road, Bi Changhong told Yan Nan everything Feng Du had done.

But how did Feng Du find out about this?
I clearly did it very discreetly!

Bi Changhong felt that Bai Jing shouldn't betray me, and besides, Bai Jing... didn't know either.

Amazing!

Feng Du and the other two walked along with furrowed brows, feeling quite depressed.

They pulled off a big operation, but it didn't bring out the Divine Weasel Cult or the Spirit Serpent Cult. They had no choice but to back down.

Despite their various performances, the three masters inevitably felt a sense of humiliation.

If the first round of acting fails to lure the enemy out, then a second round is the only option.

They discussed starting a martial arts competition.

Then we saw that the Golden Dragon Palace quickly sent people to set up a high platform for the martial arts competition in the square outside the palace.

The three sides, their fighting spirit palpable, began preparing for the duel.

Feng Du and Xue Wu were discussing something, but a terrifying aura of rage frequently emanated from them, clearly indicating that their discussion was far from peaceful.

Occasionally, there would be a loud bang.

The skylight where the discussion was taking place was shattered and set ablaze, with flames rising.

Then it went out with a whoosh.

It was clearly Granny Huang who was angry...

Golden Dragon Palace Master Hai Zhengping: "..."

Zhao Ying'er, Xue Yizun, Feng Tian, ​​Feng Di, Yu Yang; Ye Mo, Bi Yunyan, Feng Xue and several others were all staring intently at the high platform that was being built.

This should be the place where we fight.

Xue Yizun looked puzzled.

With our cultivation levels, we are perfectly capable of fighting in the air, so why do we need to build a high platform?

And the distant void.

There were two people gathered together.

One of them was She Lingxiao, the leader of the Spirit Serpent Cult.

The other person was a figure completely shrouded in black robes. He was the Northern God of Wealth, one of the five leaders of the Divine Wealth Sect.

They had already arrived here.

It even predates the Solipsist Church.

They arrived just as the Guardians arrived.

But they were always observing from the shadows.

The people of the Golden Dragon Palace invited guardians, and they knew that they had invited the Sovereign Sect. They did not invite the Divine Weasel Sect, nor the Spirit Serpent Sect.

This is obvious.

Of course, there are reasons why people don't know where the headquarters of the Divine Weasel Cult and the Spirit Serpent Cult are, but... there's no way they've spread rumors in the martial arts world.

But how could they not come to such an important event as the Dragon Mystic Realm?

When the Sovereign Church arrived, they easily concluded that one of the five directions of fortune was missing.

From that time on, the two families formed an alliance.

"We can't open it without us, so we must unite. We can open the secret realm, but... there needs to be a reason!"

"What if the Sovereign Church and the Guardians are working together to trick us? We must be on guard."

"Perhaps they've decided to make our two families fight amongst themselves."

"We've gathered four sides, just missing one. Whichever of us wants to go first, we'll fight each other? What a brilliant idea!"

The two had already discussed this point and reached a consensus.

But today, Xue Wu, Feng Du, and Granny Huang suddenly started fighting, leaving the two of them bewildered.

This doesn't seem like a fake fight.

Moreover, the cultivation levels of these three were truly astonishing. Even the Northern God of Wealth Cult Leader and She Lingxiao felt they were far inferior!

The three fought and almost forced the two men to reveal their hiding place, scaring them into retreating silently once again.

If they are discovered and killed, none of the little guys in the domain will survive!
The two were eagerly hoping that at least one of the three of them would be killed.

Or even a draw would be fine. Even just severely injuring one would be acceptable!

As it turned out, all three fought for a while without any injuries. The First Vice Grand Master of the Sovereign Sect was so formidable that he could withstand the combined attacks of two peerless masters all by himself; it was simply unbelievable!

After the fight, they went to discuss other matters.

She Lingxiao and the Northern God of Wealth began to discuss again.

"See that? They've fought tooth and nail, but they still won't give up on this Dragon Mystic Realm."

"Would you give up if it were you? It's a divine secret realm."

"That makes sense."

"They're discussing it now, but what about us?"

The two looked at each other.

"We can't wait any longer."

She Lingxiao sighed: "If it's just the Golden Dragon Palace and the Guardians, we can still use the principle of 'gentlemen bullying them with reason'. If we don't get involved, we won't be able to gather the five directions' fortune and open the Dragon Mystic Realm. But with the Only Righteous Sect here, look at Feng Du's face. He's clearly going to be unreasonable to the end."

The leader of the Northern God of Wealth Sect wondered, "If we don't participate, what can they do? They still won't be able to gather enough people."

She Lingxiao looked at the leader of the Northern God of Wealth Cult with pity: "Do you think it would be difficult for someone like Feng Du to fly out and grab someone from the Divine Weasel Cult or the Spirit Serpent Cult to bring him good fortune?"

"Fuck!"

A word to wake up the dreamer.

The leader of the Northern God of Wealth slapped his thigh, his eyes gleaming, and suddenly felt a chill run down his spine: "So that's how it is!"

He then said, "But if we go down there, we'll be in the Six Directions of Fortune. What about the extra family?"

She Lingxiao's eyes flashed and he said, "Didn't they suggest a martial arts competition among the young people? Let's participate too... The last one in line will naturally be eliminated."

"..."

The leader of the Northern God of Wealth Cult immediately became wary: "Cult Leader She, you wouldn't be trying to exclude our Divine Weasel Cult, would you?"

"Let me put it simply: when young people compete, the one who gets eliminated could be the Spirit Serpent Sect, the Sole Righteous Sect, or even the Golden Dragon Palace, the host sect! When the time comes, whoever gets eliminated should just abide by the rules."

She Lingxiao adopted a candid and open attitude: "I have no confidence whatsoever that a few kids from the Spirit Serpent Sect can defeat the geniuses of the Sovereign Sect and the Guardians. After all, they have all been tested by the Cloud Weapon Ranking."

"And how long has it been since the testing began? Even if we make further progress, we probably still won't be able to surpass them."

"But if our Serpent Cult is ranked sixth, then I will have no choice but to accept my fate and go back."

She Lingxiao smiled bitterly: "Right now, our Spirit Serpent Sect is at a disadvantage in all aspects, and its foundation is far inferior to that of your Divine Weasel Sect."

The leader of the Northern God of Wealth frowned, sensing that something was amiss.

She Lingxiao sounds so pitiful, do I have to comfort him myself?
“But even if we go down now, we might not be able to squeeze in. You’ve seen the pro-independence attitude.”

"No matter how resolute the separatist stance is, they must yield to the Dragon Mystic Realm! Without us, those four families simply cannot open the Dragon Mystic Realm, no matter what!"

"So now is the time."

"If we arrive before they've finished their fight, and all four factions join forces to capture one of us to break the secret realm, we'll be in a real predicament!"

She Lingxiao's words made the Northern God of Wealth Cult Leader nod repeatedly.

That's exactly what happened.

"However, I need to report this matter to the Grand Master."

The Lord of the Northern God of Wealth.

She Lingxiao grew impatient and couldn't help but ask, "How many leaders does your Divine Weasel Sect actually have?"

The leader of the Northern God of Wealth Cult said calmly, "Cult Leader She, this is a bit too much to say to someone you don't know well."

She Lingxiao smiled and said, "I've been talking too much."

Seeing the Northern God of Wealth Cult Leader go to the side to send a message to the Grand Master of the Divine Weasel Cult, She Lingxiao turned his head to look into the distance, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

After a while.

"The leader agrees. But let's be careful of Bai Jingbi Changhong!"

"This is what the leader of the Northern God of Wealth said."

"Bai Jingbi Changhong?"

She Lingxiao frowned suddenly: Feng Du is here, but we must be careful of Bai Jingbi Changhong?
"Feng Du has a strong sense of the big picture; therefore, he is safe. Bi Changhong is a madman who is capable of anything, and Bai Jing cannot tolerate the slightest imperfection; once he is displeased, he will not consider the big picture. Therefore, these two are the most dangerous."

"We don't need to worry about the Guardians. The only one we need to consider is Rui Qianshan, but with Xue Wu keeping him in check, he can't cause any trouble."

The leader of the Northern God of Wealth Cult said, "That's what our Grand Master said."

She Lingxiao frowned and thought for a moment, then finally sighed: "Your sect leader is indeed... insightful."

Below, amidst the bitterness that nearly made Hai Zhengping and the others in the Golden Dragon Hall utterly devastated, Xue Wu, Feng Du, and Granny Huang completed their discussion in a highly charged atmosphere.

When they came out, they were all clearly unhappy and full of anger.

Feng Du's calm expression turned solemn.

Xue Wu's face turned ashen.

Grandma Huang's pretty face was icy cold.

The group of people from the Golden Dragon Hall following on both sides all had unspeakable expressions on their faces, as if they had swallowed dozens of kilograms of bitter herbs.

"Prepare for the duel!"

Feng Du stepped forward to the front of the Weiwo Zhengjiao team, grabbed Fang Che, and fiercely confronted him, his eyes flashing with malice, saying, "Night Demon! If you don't get first place, I'll boil you in oil and eat you right now!"

Fang Che's face suddenly twisted: "Feng Du, the Grand Master..."

Feng Du had already set his sights on Feng Xue and Bi Yunyan: "If you two embarrass me, I'll beat you to death!"

The two women's pretty faces turned deathly pale, and their lips trembled as they nodded repeatedly.

They didn't even dare to speak.

Feng Zu was clearly really angry.

Bai Jing frowned and said, "Third Brother, what you're saying... These two girls are one thing, but what did Night Demon do to you? He's just a low-level demon with low cultivation, he hasn't even made it onto the Cloud Weapon Ranking..."

These words distorted the faces of Bai Zhan Dao Tian Wang Xiao and the others.

What do you mean by 'these two girls are fine'?
Vice Chief Leader Bai's favoritism is simply off the charts!

Feng Du glared at Bai Jing and cursed, "Get out of my way!"

You actually said "so be it" about my Feng Xue? How could you say that? Also, Night Demon didn't even make it onto the Cloud Weapon Ranking? Are you kidding me? Others don't know, and neither do you?

Over there, Xue Wu also looked fierce at Xue Yizun and the others: "If you embarrass our guardians this time... hehe, you lot, watch your skin!"

Xue Yizun and the others stood tall, resolutely promising, "We will fight to the death!"

Grandma Huang said to Zhao Ying'er: "Just do your best, it doesn't matter."

Zhao Ying'er nodded, her gaze sharp, her petal-like lips pressed together.

Feng Du turned to Fang Che: "Night Demon! Go all out! Kill if you can! Kill a few, it's fine!"

"We must go all out!"

Fang Che looked solemn.

He was inwardly groaning.

How many should we kill?
How could I bear to do that?

But just then...

"Hahahaha..." A hearty laugh rang out, and two groups of people appeared on the horizon.

She Lingxiao and the leader of the Northern God of Wealth Cult arrived. Behind She Lingxiao were young masters of the Spirit Serpent Cult, including She Menglong and She Wushen, as well as several other Spirit Serpent Cult masters. Behind the leader of the Northern God of Wealth Cult were three or four masters of the Divine Weasel Cult and seven or eight young masters, including Dong Yuanping and Dong Yuanzheng.
Fang Che's eyes suddenly flashed with a dazzling light.

I was even pleasantly surprised.

coming!

A dead body has arrived!

So he hurriedly and earnestly promised Feng Du, "Please rest assured, I will definitely slaughter a few more!"

(End of this chapter)