Unparalleled Evildoer

Chapter 278: Falling Moon Sword Tomb
Wuzhan was holding Yunchu and just flew to the top of the tree when there was a crisp "crack" sound. The nanmu tree with a diameter of one foot was chopped off by the strong young man's halberd and fell down. Wuzhan did not stop and jumped to another tree. Before he landed, the tree was chopped off by the strong young man again.

Wuzhan flew into the air along the fallen tree trunk, "whoosh..." arrows rained down from under him. Wuzhan swung the scabbard with one hand, knocked down the arrows, and sank his body into the open space.

"Surround him, don't let him run away!" Dozens of people rushed over with spears, and the sound of killing rang out everywhere.

The silver light spread out, breaking all the spears it encountered, splashing blood everywhere and causing screams.

"Whoosh..." The strong young man leaped up, swung his halberd, and chopped it on the head. With momentum as strong as a mountain, he leaped sideways without any obstacles, "bang..." The earth and rocks flew, and the halberd chopped into the air.

"What a great strength!" Wuzhan praised, and the "Changhe" in his hand drew an arc of light and swept towards the powerful young man.

"Dang..." Sparks flew everywhere, and Xiang Liang's halberd shook the "Changhe" away. At this time, the strong young man shouted loudly, and the halberd was pointed at Wuzhan. Wuzhan picked up Yunchu with one hand and jumped back.

Xiang Liang turned around and swung his halberd, sweeping forward without leaving any room for Wuzhan. At this time, several hidden weapons flew at Wuzhan from behind, which were tricky and insidious, blocking all of Wuzhan's retreat routes.

"Be careful!" Yunchu came back to her senses and screamed, but the next moment, she was in a trance again, her whole body was held by Wuzhan and spun in the air, the shadow of the halberd flew past her, her black hair fluttered, and her breathing was the same.

Feng Wu and Yu Ling looked at Yun Chu's intoxicated expression and became even more jealous. What they had been exposed to was nothing but hypocrisy and flattery. They had never seen such a person go into a tiger's den alone for a woman. Only then did they understand what kind of "freedom" Yun Chu wanted. She had higher aspirations.

"Shameless!" Feng Wu rushed forward with her sword in hand, but before she could get close, a flash of silver light appeared in front of her eyes, and the people attacking from all directions were all swept away by the cold sword intent.

The strong young man and Xiang Liang were also forced to retreat by the sword intent. Wuzhan shouted coldly: "Let me go, otherwise you will suffer more casualties!" If Wuzhan had pointed it out to Xiang Liang with words, perhaps Xiang Liang would let him go for the sake of saving his life, but this would undoubtedly expose his own life experience. He could not take the risk. Moreover, after Wuzhan was reborn, he did not want to have anything to do with these restorationists, and he did not need their understanding. He wanted to go his own way, and it was none of his business who owned the world.

The masked man in black laughed and said, "With your skills just now, you were able to defeat Shisui. It's really unclear. I believe you must have used some shameful means. Do you think you can leave this place alive tonight?"

Wuzhan said: "The owner of Gusu Manor broke his promise to me and asked me to come here. Is that fair and just?"

The masked man in black took off his mask and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to recognize me!" It turned out to be Gusu Ye.

"I was told to bring the sword here because it was you. Master Feijian was here, so the owner of the manor was reluctant to rob me out of consideration for his relationship and reputation. As soon as Master Feijian left, the owner of the manor rushed to take it. If I die at the hands of the remnants of the restoration, even Master Feijian would be speechless if he knew about it!"

Gusu Ye said: "It doesn't matter if you recognize me. Anyone can kill a tyrannical Qin henchman like you! Besides, although I promised to forge a sword for you, I never promised to give it to you!"

"Thanks to you for having this idea, otherwise this sword cannot be forged. Although the owner of the manor can forge this sword, you cannot control it, and you can't take this sword away from me." Wuzhan spoke slowly but arrogantly.

"Like disciple, like teacher. How arrogant!" Gusu Ye narrowed his eyes and said fiercely.

"Master, do you think my disciple is arrogant? Or do you just can't stand a young man breaking the sword formation that you are so proud of?"

Gusu Ye was furious because Wuzhan told the truth. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't think that I was defeated by him just because you broke my sword formation by chance. Tonight I will let you die under my 'Sword Tomb'!"

The crowd around retreated, and ten men in black appeared. Each of them had a long sword box on his back, and they took out swords of various colors and shapes that gleamed with cold light. One look at those swords revealed that they were rare and good swords in the world.

"Buzz..." Ten swords made a sound, like bloodthirsty beasts waiting to attack, with an eerie aura.

"These swords have been nourished by blood for many years, and then buried underground to absorb the cold and gloomy air of heaven and earth. They are bloodthirsty. Any one of them is a good sword that famous cultivators dream of. It is your honor to die under the sword of the 'Falling Moon Sword Tomb'!"

Wuzhan glanced around and said calmly, "The sword is indeed a good sword, but unfortunately it is still far inferior to the 'Changhe' in my hand. Otherwise, why would the owner of the manor want to take it away without caring about his dignity!"

Gusu Ye shouted angrily: "I will take your life now!" Wuzhan's words undoubtedly meant that he was coveting Bao, but he was not trustworthy and was just a name. How could Wuzhan bear it? He swung out the sword in his hand with all his might and stabbed it at Wuzhan like a meteor.

Wuzhan snorted coldly and pushed Yunchu behind him. He shook his sword and with a dragon roar, silver light instantly hit the flying sword. "Dang..." Sparks flew and the sword was knocked away.

Gusu Ye still had a sword in his hand, the sword light was dazzling, it was the king of swords. After he flew out the first sword, he muttered some spell, holding the sword in his right hand and making a seal with his left hand. The swords surrounding the two people rose up, each of them formed a position, dancing with sword flowers, and driven by the sword light of the sword in his right hand, they all stabbed towards Wuzhan and Yunchu in the middle.

Wuzhan looked at the sword flowers stabbing at him and said in a cold voice: "The owner of this manor has studied a lot of moves from the famous families. Even the appearance of these swords is the same as theirs." The long sword in his hand rolled up and faced the incoming light.

Just as he swung the two swords away, he saw seven colorful lights coming from the right. Wuzhan shouted, "The long rainbow pierces the sun, but it is just an illusion." The silver light slashed, and with a "clang" sound, the long sword flew back from the colorful light. At the same time, a red light stabbed from the left, and Wuzhan continued to shout, "There is only a line of light in the sky, but it is not elite enough." The "Changhe" turned around and shook it away with a sword.

Yunchu had her back to Wuzhan, and saw two swords stabbing at her, one as fast as a waterfall, the other as heavy as ice. Yunchu knew that Wuzhan was too busy dealing with the frontal attack to pay attention to what was behind him. She did not scream, as that would distract Wuzhan, and she naturally had no power to defend against such sword moves. She actually slowly closed her eyes at this moment, preparing to face death, "It's good to be able to block two swords for him!"

"The waterfall is falling straight down, the ice is falling from the Tianshan Mountain, but it still lacks momentum!" Wuzhan shouted behind him, and his powerful hand grabbed Yunchu's slender hand. Then, Yunchu flew up and circled in front of Wuzhan.

It was as if Wuzhan had eyes behind him. He didn't even need to look. Silver light flashed behind him. With two "bangs", two flying swords flew out.

Yunchu opened her beautiful eyes wide and looked at Wuzhan, she said in a lost voice: "Sir! I..." She didn't say anything else, she was a smart woman, she knew what to say and what to do at the right time. There was no need to say more at this time, she would obey whatever the gentleman wanted to do. The gentleman wanted to save her, so she should try to stay alive.

Gusu Ye was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. These sword moves of famous families were not easy to come by and took years of practice. However, the boy in front of him not only broke the sword moves easily, but also pointed out the flaws in them. This was simply an insult. How could a conceited man like him bear it? He shouted angrily, "You ignorant boy, I wonder how many of your swords you can block!" He waved the long sword in his hand, shining with green light, and eighteen rays of light broke through his face and killed him without any obstacles.

Wuzhan had seen this move of Taishan's unique skill 'Eighteen Pans Sun' many times, and said in a cold voice: "The owner of the manor is far inferior to this 'Eighteen Pans Sun', you can see it clearly!" The 'Long River' in his hand danced, and eighteen sword lights poured out. Although they were not green lights, the momentum and moves were completely Taishan's unique skill 'Eighteen Pans Sun', 'Dangdang...' Sparks flew, sword energy spread, the green light of the sword disappeared, and 'whoosh' it flew back.

Gusu Ye was shocked, "How could this boy know Taishan's moves? Is he Taishan's disciple?" He thought it was impossible, Taishan had never recruited men as disciples, and how could Bixia Yuanjun let his disciples enter the world and serve as ministers? He shouted, "Where did you steal this move?"

Wuzhan said: "I just saw someone use this move, and I remembered it by the way. I just have the form, it can't be considered stealing it."

What Wuzhan said was true. He had been living in pain since childhood and it was difficult for him to even walk, let alone go out to play. He was trapped at home all day. Therefore, this kind of body cultivated his keen observation and super memory. As long as he saw someone using a certain move, he would remember it. But these words were particularly harsh in the ears of others. Gusu Ye had never seen a person like Wuzhan. It sounded so arrogant and contemptuous. The master was even more arrogant than the disciple.

Gusu Ye said fiercely: "You are so crazy!" He jumped up, dancing with the sword in his hand. The swords that were knocked away also flew up at this time, following him to kill Wuzhan.

Wuzhan carried Yunchu on his back, and Yunchu naturally hugged Wuzhan tightly with her head resting on Wuzhan's shoulder. The scene was quite charming, which made Fengwu and others curse in their hearts. But how could Yunchu care about those people's eyes at this time? She only cared about whether others looked at her face or not, and it didn't matter whether others looked at her or felt disgusted. In fact, she had long been tired of the greedy eyes of others.

Gusu Ye was surrounded by sword light, like a rising wave pressing towards no obstacles, with great momentum.

Wuzhan said: "Huangshan's unique skill is 'Removing Clouds and Seas'!"

“Good to know!” Gusu Ye swept out with all his might, and thousands of sword lights struck towards Wuzhan like a torrent.

Wuzhe's robe fluttered in the wind, the 'Long River' in his hand roared, silver light rolled out, and another sword wave rose up to meet the torrent.

"Boom..." Thousands of sword shadows collided, flames shot up into the sky, sword energy spread between the two people, and strong winds blew up dirt and rocks flying in all directions.

Wuzhan's body shook and he took several steps back, swallowing back a mouthful of blood. Gusu Ye was directly shaken away by the huge force, flying several feet away with blood hanging on his body. He was supported by Xiang Liang and spat out another mouthful of blood.

The people around were already dumbfounded, and even couldn't believe their eyes. They couldn't resist any of the previous moves, let alone the magnificent sword just now. Wuzhan not only blocked it, but also used a sword move that was more magnificent than Gusu Ye's.

Gusu Ye was not only shocked, but also confused and unwilling. How could this boy in front of him know Huang Shan's unique skills, and he was exactly the same as him, and more accurate than him? How could this be possible? He knew all the famous disciples of Huang Shan, but he had never seen such a young man. He shouted, "Who are you? Which sect are you from? How did you steal Huang Shan's moves?"

Wuzhan took a breath and said, "No sect, no school. I've already said I just wrote it down casually. The owner of the manor can also use the moves of various famous schools. Isn't it stolen?"

Just imagine that a swordsman who is as good as Ping Qingjue in the past was accepted as a disciple by Wuzhan, and also defeated Shishui who was at the peak of the immortal realm. Even if he used tricks, it would still require sufficient strength. Gusu Ye suddenly realized that what Wuzhan said before was not arrogant, but Wuzhan was too unfathomable.

Gusu Ye said: "Don't think that you can walk out of here alive just by blocking these swords. Your blood and energy are insufficient, and your vitality is depleted. Now you are just struggling to hold on. If I don't get rid of you, you will definitely become an accomplice to the evil and endanger the people in the future."

Yunchu was shocked when she heard this. Feeling the sweat-soaked clothes and Wuzhan's violently beating heart, she began to worry, "I still hurt the master!"

I saw those swords that had fallen to the ground flying up again, with their sword tips pointing straight at every obstacle, buzzing continuously, as if they were extremely angry.

Wuzhan held his sword horizontally and said calmly: "Then let's try again!"

(End of this chapter)