Unparalleled Evildoer

Chapter 300: Just One Death

After these two competitions, most people were not as interested in the "Ling Feng Jue" taught by the Holy Mother of Tianshan Snow Lotus. Snow Lotus did not care and finished the lecture quickly. No one asked or questioned her, and she also received applause.

Although Tianshan is far away from the Central Plains, it has exchanges with these famous families. In addition, Tianshan has a long history and its sects were established no later than these famous families. Therefore, it is famous in the world of cultivation.

After Xuelian returned to her seat, Linyazi announced that the competition would end today and continue tomorrow. Everyone left, still talking about the competition between Feijian and the monk as they left.

Feijian and Yunmeng came to Shilifang, and Feijian smiled and said, "Master, please stay. If it is convenient, can you come to the hall to talk with us?"

Sri Fang smiled and said, "I also had the same idea. Thank you, two masters."

The three of them left the dojo and went to Ruixin Hall together, but left Ye Yi aside. Wuzhan passed by and just glanced at Ye Yi lightly, which made Ye Yi even angrier. This kid's eyes were too arrogant and it was obvious that he didn't take him seriously.

Ye Yi stopped Wuzhan and asked, "Did we have any hatred in the past?"

Wuzhan said: "I don't know."

Ye Yi snorted coldly: "Since you don't know, just be more respectful. Be careful or I'll dig out your eyes!"

Wuzhan smiled and said, "I'm afraid you don't have the ability!"

Ye Yi shouted angrily: "What an arrogant boy, do you think I am afraid of you just because you are a dog official of Qin? Let me tell you, even if the child Ying Zheng stood in front of me, I would not take him seriously."

Wuzhe said sternly, "How dare you insult His Majesty?"

Ye Yida: "So what if I'm insulted!"

Wuzhan looked at Liefeng and Longquan who were waiting to watch the show. He paused for a long time, as if waiting for them to scold him. Of course, those people would not care, so he could only say indifferently: "It's nothing, it's just a death!"

Ye Yida said: "Okay, today I will see if you have the ability!" As he said that, he was about to take action, and the Kunlun disciples surrounded him in an instant.

"Master Ye Yi, calm down!" Qin Moyao walked over with a smile and said, "This gentleman is just like that. He is always so arrogant. Master, why bother to get angry with him!"

Wuzhan ignored Qin Moyao and left with Zhulang and Yunchu.

Qin Moyao looked at Wuzhe's back and whispered to Ye Yi, "I know why he doesn't like the real person."

"Why?"

Qin Moyao smiled mysteriously and said, "You will know when the time comes!" Without waiting for Ye Yi to continue asking, she followed Wuzhan.

Since Yu Guizhou saw Qin Moyao, he had no chance to talk and could only watch from afar. He had made up his mind to forget about Qin Moyao, but after seeing Qin Moyao, his heart was in turmoil again. However, he felt that Qin Moyao seemed to have become a different person, becoming a little arrogant, and the distance between him and her was getting farther and farther, "Could it be because of this Mr. Li?..."

Qin Moyao said: "Now I understand why you came to Huangshan."

Wuzhe stopped and said in a deep voice: "You don't need to take care of my business."

Qin Moyao smiled and said, "How dare I interfere in your affairs, sir? I am just looking forward to how you will treat us. Also, there will be a competition tomorrow. I am just reminding you not to forget our previous agreement."

Wuzhan said, "Don't forget your promise." and walked back to the house.

Qin Moyao stared at Wuzhan's back and thought to herself, "Don't even think about leaving him for the rest of your life!"

……

At the foot of Mount Huangshan, it was already late at night. Ye Yi was sitting in a tavern drinking strong liquor, while the Kunlun disciples were carefully serving him, fearing that their master would beat them up in anger.

Everyone in the world knows that the elixir he refines can bring the dead back to life and greatly improve one's cultivation. A pill of the best elixir is worth more than a thousand gold coins, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it can cause a bloody rain. His reputation is so prominent that when he came to participate in this "Taoism Conference", Huangshan not only did not treat him as an honored guest, but on the contrary even arranged a place for him to stay at the foot of the mountain, giving him the same treatment as some unknown sects, and he had to travel back and forth on the steep mountain road every day.

He was even more angry today. Sri Fang originally came here with him, but when he sent someone down the mountain to deliver a message, he was left on the mountain. It was obvious that there was room on the mountain, but he was not qualified.

In addition, he met a Mr. Li who disliked him. He couldn't figure out when he had offended such a person, and he used a martial art that only he could use. The more Ye Yi thought about it, the angrier he became.

At this moment, a figure sat on the windowsill of the tavern. The man was dressed in black, holding a long sword, staring at Ye Yida: "My master is waiting for you at the entrance of the town. If you don't want to die, go back to Kunlun!"

How could Ye Yi bear this? He smashed the table with his palm, stood up and shouted, "How dare you come and die? Fine, I'm just going to peel off its skin and dig out its eyes!"

……

At the entrance of the town stood a stone with the words "Huangshan Town" engraved on it. Beside it was a river, not big but fast-flowing, with the sound of rushing water continuing. Wuzhan stood with his hands behind his back, and Yunchu stood behind him to accompany him.

Zhulang brought Ye Yi and the Kunlun disciples and stood behind Wuzhan. The three of them looked at the people who came over very calmly, as if they were not asking them out for a duel.

After Ye Yi made sure that there was no one else around, he thrust his two axes into the ground and sneered, "Don't think that I'm afraid of you just because I killed Zhishui Benzhen. Today I'm going to kill you, this arrogant official. Let's see what Ying Zheng dares to do to me!"

Wuzhan said calmly: "As long as you are not afraid, it will be easy. Many people are not afraid of anything before they die, but when the time comes, it is hard to say."

Ye Yi said in a deep voice: "Well said, you will be able to experience that feeling later. However, before I kill you, I really want to know how you secretly learned my unique skills?"

Wuzhan said: "I have a special feature. I might as well tell you that as long as someone uses a move in front of me, I can remember it and use it in the same way. So, think about it, when and where did you use that move?"

Ye Yi's thoughts raced. He couldn't remember how many times he had used the Yi Ye Zhan Mu move. The most recent time was when he was catching a fox demon on Cang Yan Mountain three years ago. "Maybe he saw it then?" However, he really couldn't believe that Wu Zhan had this ability. He laughed and said, "You can't mess with my mind. Since you won't tell me, I'll force you to tell me!"

Wuzhan said: "I just want you to recall slowly, at least to make you understand why I want to kill you."

Ye Yi was filled with anger and shouted, "Kill him for me!" The Kunlun disciples had already made preparations. More than ten of them brandished weapons and rushed towards Wuzhan. The cultivation base of these people was not weak. They were at least at the stage of controlling gods, and some had even reached the stage of attaining the Tao.

Swords and sabers flew over like meteors, and with a sharp sword whistle, white light burst out. It was difficult to identify how many sword shadows were in the white light. The Kunlun disciples who rushed up felt the weapons in their hands vibrate violently almost at the same time. Some of them couldn't hold on to it and they slipped out of their hands and flew backwards.

Zhulang pointed his sword at the ground, his long hair fluttering, and said sternly: "If you want to go up, you have to get past me first!"

The Kunlun disciples were shocked and broke out in cold sweats. Zhulang's sword was too fast. They could not even see how the sword was launched. So many people were defeated with just one sword. How could they continue the fight? They stood up and picked up their weapons, hesitating and not daring to move forward.

Ye Yi frowned. Although it was rumored that Zhulang's sword was very powerful, he did not expect it to be even stronger than the rumor. This sword power has surpassed Ping Qingjue. After glancing at the disciples who were a little at a loss, he said to Wuzhan: "It seems that you want to duel with me alone."

Wuzhan stepped forward and said with a smile: "Of course, I must kill you with my own hands."

Ye Yilun swung his two axes and shouted, "I will kill you right now, you arrogant boy!" He swung his axes into the air and pounced on Wuzhan like a tiger, drawing two rainbow-like shadows in the air.

Just when they were about to hit Wuzhan, Wuzhan's figure suddenly disappeared, and the two axes, one in front and one behind, smashed into the ground with a bang, and dirt and rocks flew everywhere. At this time, Wuzhan was heard saying behind him: "Master Ye Yi is really strong, but his eyes are a little blurry."

Ye Yi had guessed that Wuzhan was hiding behind him, so he turned his body and his two axes spun, forming a huge wheel of light that whizzed like lightning. However, Wuzhan was not behind him at all, and he missed again.

The remaining force was not yet weakened when he could hear the whistling of wind beside him. Ye Yixin thought, "Oh no, he's still behind me!" He quickly threw away his two axes and faced the rushing wind with his palms.

However, his palm also fell into the air, and he could only hear Wuzhan shouting above his head: "Over here!"

Ye Yi suddenly looked up and saw Wuzhan's palm flashing with golden light and pressing down, which was indistinguishable from Sri Lanka's Vajra Palm. He was horrified and quickly waved his palm to meet the attack.

"Bang..." The two palms collided, and Ye Yi felt his arm tremble and go numb, his legs almost couldn't stand steadily, and the ground collapsed into a hole. Fortunately, Wuzhan's palm was not as strong as Shili's defense, otherwise, if he was hastily followed by a palm, his arm would have been crippled, and his drunkenness would have disappeared immediately.

Ye Yi thought to himself: "What this kid said is true, he does have this ability, but when has he seen me use it?" At this time, the two axes had rotated and flew back. Ye Yi grabbed one flying axis, but when he tried to grab the second one, it had already been caught by Wuzhan, and it chopped towards him.

Wuzhan's movements were so strange that Ye Yi found it difficult to capture his trajectory. He was passive from the beginning, and with a loud shout, he swung his single axe to block.

"Ding..." With a metallic sound, the true energy spread out. Ye Yi did not hesitate and flicked his sleeves, "One leaf tells the coming of autumn!"

'Hua La La...' Countless golden leaves swarmed out and turned into countless sharp blades. Rays of golden light swept towards the unobstructed like a torrent. This kind of unique skill was not a fake move like 'a leaf blocking the eyes', but a real killing move. As long as you were scratched by a leaf, you would soon turn into dry bones.

Wuzhan abandoned Shan Yue and dodged continuously at an incredibly fast speed, but those golden leaves followed him closely. "One Leaf Tells Autumn" has another peculiar function, each leaf is a mirror that can track the opponent's whereabouts.

Although Ye Yi is not as strong as Shishui, he is also a powerful late-stage immortal after all. In addition, he is proficient in alchemy, and his cultivation strength is not much weaker than Shishui.

The golden leaves surrounded Wuzhan from all sides and had locked onto him. Wuzhan had no way to retreat. Ye Yi shouted, "Where can you run to?" He waved his palms and the golden leaves suddenly shot towards Wuzhan, "Prepare to die!"

"Ding ding..." All the golden leaves hit Wuzhan's body. Ye Yi didn't expect Wuzhan to be unable to dodge any of them. But the next moment, his face changed color because he saw Wuzhan's body turned into water. He couldn't help but look back and saw Wuzhan swinging the single axe at him. It turned out that he hit only a water shadow, and Wuzhan hid behind the single axe and took the opportunity to attack.

"Dang..." There was another fierce collision. Ye Yi was fast enough and used Shan Yue to block Wuzhan's attack. However, because he was too hasty and had no time to accumulate true energy, his body flew backwards and Shan Yue slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground with a clang.

The Kunlun disciples looked at each other in bewilderment. They had never expected that their master would be in a passive situation and at a disadvantage. This was something they had never seen before. This Mr. Li did not look very old, so how could he have such ability? They wanted to step forward to help, but they were afraid of Zhulang's long sword.

Ye Yi spat out a mouthful of blood, wiped the corner of his mouth, swallowed a golden pill, his eyes immediately turned blood red, his muscles bulged, becoming strong and powerful, "You do have some skills, but these are just tricks in front of me!" Without picking up the single axe, he waved his sleeve, and a round furnace with black and white sides appeared in his hand. The golden characters flowed, and the eight hexagrams were reflected and rotated.

Wuzhan said, "Taiyi Yuanzhen Furnace."

Ye Yi sneered: "Haha, you still know that Benzhen will take you in and refine you!"

Wuzhan said: "I just needed a stove like this, I didn't expect the real person to bring it."

Ye Yi was speechless. Only by crushing this arrogant boy to death could he get rid of the hatred in his heart. He activated his true energy and sacrificed the Taiyi Yuanzhen furnace. One of the hexagrams shot out a stream of fire that sprayed towards Wuzhan.

He dodged without any obstacle and the ground he passed by instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire. Heat waves hit his face and the surroundings were illuminated as if it were daytime.

When the Kunlun disciples saw their master using the divine weapon to chase Wuzhan and beat him, they all shouted, "Master, you are so powerful, kill him!..."

Yunchu looked apprehensive and couldn't help but ask Zhulang, "Aren't you worried about the master?"

Zhu Lang said: "Worrying means doubting Master. Don't worry. Master has decided to kill him because he is absolutely sure. Such an opportunity is rare. Don't miss any details."

At this time, many people came to the town upon hearing the noise, and were amazed when they saw such a fierce scene.

Ye Yi rotated the Yuan Zhen Furnace, and a Bagua halo with a diameter of more than ten feet formed around him. The wind, clouds, thunder and lightning changed constantly, and colorful rays of light shot towards the flying figures in it. The scene was spectacular and magnificent.

Ye Yida's robe fluttered in the wind as he laughed wildly, "Aren't you going to kill Benzhen? Come on! Where's your arrogance!"

"One leaf can tell the coming of autumn!" In the flash of light, Wuzhan actually mobilized the golden leaves that fell on the ground. Those golden leaves buzzed up and flew towards Ye Yi. This was the special skill that Ye Yi had just used, and now this special skill was used to kill him.

Ye Yi shouted, "You have only learned the basics, yet you dare to show off in front of me!" With a wave of his sleeves, his true energy surged out, sweeping away the golden leaves. He leaped up, raised the Yuan Zhen furnace, and the Bagua light wheel turned into eight long rivers. He identified the position without obstacles and came at lightning speed. This move could truly be said to be able to split mountains and shake seas, with a magnificent momentum.

After using this move, Wuzhan will have no chance to escape and will be smashed to pieces.

However, the eight long rivers did not make much noise, nor did they have much destructive power. "What's going on!" Before Ye Yi could figure out the reason, the eight long rivers turned back. Ye Yi subconsciously used the Taiyi Yuanzhen furnace, which had suddenly grown larger, to block it in front of him. "Boom..." Flames flew all over the sky, roared loudly, and a hurricane spread out in all directions.

It turned out that Wuzhan put those golden leaves together into a whole, forming a golden mirror, which reflected most of the light back. No one could think of this method, but Wuzhan not only thought of it, but also did it, because while he was dodging Ye Yi, he had already seen clearly how Ye Yi activated the Yuanzhen Furnace, and he used the same method, using the mirror to reflect it back.

How could Ye Yi figure out the key points in such a hurry? His body flew backwards, blood spurted out of his mouth like a column. He was terrified to the extreme and he could feel the breath of death.

A figure flew out from the air and kicked Ye Yi to the ground while he was still flying. "Boom..." A huge pit was smashed into the ground. Ye Yi's bones were shattered, his meridians were severed, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

Ye Yi stretched out his trembling right hand that was grabbing the Taiyi Yuanzhen Furnace, wanting to activate it. However, he had lost all strength in his body and could not muster a single bit of true Qi. The foot that stepped on his chest exerted force, and Ye Yi almost fainted from the pain.

Everyone who rushed over after hearing the news was shocked. Previously, Ye Yi was chasing Wuzhan and had the upper hand, but how could he be defeated in an instant, and defeated miserably, with his life falling into Wuzhan's hands.

Before the Kunlun disciples could close their mouths to shout, they saw their master being trampled underfoot. Life and death were unpredictable. How could this be possible? In their hearts, Ye Yi was a god-like existence, how could he be defeated? They wanted to step forward to rescue him, but they saw Zhulang flying in front of them, holding the long sword. They glared at him, but did not dare to step forward.

Wuzhan easily snatched the Yuanzhen furnace, slowly squatted down, his chest heaving, and looked at Ye Yi calmly. There was a loneliness in his eyes, as if he was reminiscing.

Ye Yi murmured: "Who are you and why do you want to kill me?"

Wuzhan whispered, "Three years ago, Cangyan Mountain, do you still remember that fox demon?"

"You are……"

"I am the boy who is powerless to protect her."

"You are still alive..." Ye Yi widened his eyes, and all those questions were answered instantly.

"Yes, I am still alive, so you cannot live."

Ye Yi hurriedly defended himself, "But in the end I didn't catch her, and I didn't kill her. Sir, just let me go, and I can give you whatever you want. Just take this artifact if you like it."

"Do you think I could have let you go? Did it work when I begged you to let her go?"

Ye Yi struggled and wanted to touch the bottle of medicine in his arms. Wuzhan helped him take it out, opened the lid, and fell to the ground. Ye Yi stuck out his tongue and wanted to roll the medicine next to his face.

Wuzhan stood up, stepped on Ye Yi's neck, and said calmly: "You should be able to understand the despair and helplessness at this moment."

Ye Yi was breathing with difficulty, his tongue was stretched out very long but he couldn't retract it, and his eyes were about to pop out.

"You are too careless and arrogant. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been defeated so quickly. I have already told you the reason. You can rest assured..."

At this time, an urgent shout was heard from a distance, "Sir, please spare their lives!" Shilifang, Yunmeng, Feijian and others hurried over.

"Crack!" Ye Yi stopped struggling, Wuzhan moved his feet away, looked at Shi Lifang, and said calmly: "Master is late."

Shi Lifang looked at Ye Yi who was dead, clasped his hands together, and said helplessly: "What a sin!"

When the Kunlun disciples saw Yunmeng and the others rushing over, they knelt down and cried, "He killed our master. Immortal, please take care of us!"

Although Yunmeng and Feijian did not have much good feelings towards Ye Yi, Wuzhan killed Ye Yi in public, which was really too much. Yunmeng said, "You are a step late, why did you do this, sir?"

Wuzhan said: "He insulted Your Majesty in public. As a subject, should I intervene?"

"That was just an angry remark, sir, why should you take it seriously?"

Wuzhan said: "Your Majesty is the supreme ruler. If you are easily insulted by the world, where will your dignity remain?"

Yun Meng was speechless after hearing this. After all, this happened at the foot of the mountain. They were outsiders and should not interfere in the affairs of the court.

Sri Fang said: "Sir, you are too murderous, I hope you will turn back!"

Wuzhan said: "Thank you for your reminder, Master. I will pay attention to it in the future."

Sri Fang said, "Well done!" He walked to Ye Yi's body and chanted the "Nirvana Mantra".

Wuzhan said to the Kunlun disciples: "If you want to seek revenge, you can do so at any time. I'll be waiting for you!" After that, he left with Zhulang and Yunchu.

When the disciples saw Wuzhan leaving, they no longer thought about revenge and rushed to the corpse, wailing in pain. They secretly fought under their Taoist robes, fighting for the remaining medicine bottles. The pills on the ground had long disappeared.

After reciting the "Nirvana Mantra", Sri Fan shook his head helplessly, sighed, and walked away.

Lie Feng, Long Quan and others had arrived long ago. Wuzhan's every move was always monitored by them. When Wuzhan came down the mountain, they followed him. They wanted to capture him when Wuzhan was tired, but unexpectedly Ye Xiaoxiang also came with his men. So they had to give up and watch the fight from the mountain.

Ye Xiaoxiang giggled and said, "Sir, your intelligence really makes Xiaoxiang afraid. In a few years, what will happen?"

Qin Moyao also went down the mountain. When she saw Wuzhan leaving the house, she knew what he was going to do. Soon after, she went to tell Yunmeng and others who were discussing Taoism in Ruixin Palace. That was why Yunmeng and others came so quickly.

Of course, this result was also within her expectations. She looked at Wuzhan with her beautiful eyes and smiled softly, "Who's the next one?"

Wuzhan looked at Qin Moyao for a long while, but he really couldn't do anything about Qin Moyao, so he had to look away, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Think about it as you like!" and walked past Qin Moyao.

Yunmeng was afraid that Wuzhan would not return to the mountain. After all, he was the distinguished guest he invited and an important figure in the court. He also promised in front of everyone to protect Wuzhan's safety. How could he reject Wuzhan for this matter? He hurried over and said, "Sir, please follow me back to the mountain!"

Wuzhan said, "Thank you for your tolerance, sir!" and followed Yunmeng up the mountain.

(End of this chapter)