Unparalleled Evildoer

Chapter 384 Fleeting

With a muffled sound, Feijian screamed, and flew out of the black air with blood hanging on his body, and fell heavily to the ground. If he had not foreseen it in advance and used the sword to block the vital points in a hurry, Houchen's palm strike would have turned him into powder. It was obvious that this old man's realm was higher than Feijian.

Hou Chen did not stop and transformed into several black dragons to pounce on the leaders of the various sects that were besieging them. The leaders of these sects had just passed the tribulation and their Taoism had not yet been consolidated. Although they had the advantage in numbers and could deal with an opponent like Leng Qianren, they found it difficult to cope with an enemy like Hou Chen who was one level higher than them. Within a few rounds, several of them were defeated.

The leaders of the four sects of the Nitian Sect saw that Houchen had the upper hand, so they waved their sect flags. Hundreds of people behind them flew up and threw many red pills at Qi Yue's disciples. After the red pills landed on the ground, billowing red smoke emerged, and for a moment the smoke rose up and floated everywhere.

Qi Yue's disciples knew that this was the poisonous gas from the Ni Tian Sect, and they held their breath and retreated to avoid it. Some disciples who were not in time to dodge inhaled the smoke into their lungs, and immediately felt their breathing become heavy and their throats itchy. They coughed suddenly and spurted out blood, and fell to the ground and died, with a chorus of wailing.

At the same time, more than 3,000 followers surrounded Qi Yue from two directions at the foot of the mountain, brandishing their weapons and killing him. Qi Yue's disciples formed battle formations according to their respective sects to resist the fierce and wolf-like followers of the Ni Tian Sect. The entire foot of the mountain was filled with fighting and the scene was extremely bloody.

Seeing this, Fei Jian came to Qing Hua, holding his chest and said, "If the Immortal doesn't take action, I'm afraid our people will suffer heavy losses."

Qing Hua said coldly, "You are a bunch of trash. Don't be anxious. This is also a way to clean up the family. Those who are not good at learning should not live. Those who can survive are always better."

When Feijian heard Qinghua say this, he was filled with anger but did not dare to say a word. He retreated with a sullen face, watched his disciples being killed, and gritted his teeth to kill again.

The Ni Tian Sect became more and more courageous as the battle went on. They were good at using poison. Not only were their weapons poisonous, but even their clothes were soaked in poison and emitted poisonous gas. As long as it touched the wound, the poisonous gas would take advantage of the opportunity to enter. Qi Yue's disciples did not dare to get close and were defeated one after another.

Linyazi saw the right opportunity and used the majestic "Paiyundaohai" to attack Houchen from behind, but Houchen saw through it and transformed his Qi into a shield to block the sword Qi. Houchen laughed and said, "It is said that Huangshan is the only one with high moral character in Jiuzhou. I didn't expect that Huangshan became a dog of the Heavenly Court a few years after Yunmeng's death. You, an old man, can also do such a sneak attack. It seems that you are also blinded by greed!"

Linyazi said angrily: "The Nitian Sect has done all kinds of bad things. I, Huangshan, have long wanted to destroy you!" He swung his sword at Houchen, and several sword lights rushed towards Houchen like a torrent.

Houchen said: "The peaks facing the sun are nothing more than this!" He split into several figures, repelled all the sword lights, and turned to attack Bai Haotian and others who were besieging them.

Bai Haotian has a very high level of comprehension. Since he obtained the Taoism taught by Wu Chen of the Tianhua Sect in the heavenly realm, his cultivation has made rapid progress. In less than a year, he has passed the calamity and become an immortal. His cultivation is not inferior to Linyazi, and he is also one of the few people who can escape unscathed after fighting with Houchen. If Houchen had not used Linyazi's sword energy to force him back, it is very likely that his sharp sword would have succeeded.

Just as the two sides were fighting to the death, a golden-winged roc flew over from the horizon. It was huge, like a red cloud. On its back sat a man in black, holding a long sword in his hand. Behind him was a golden-haired Taoist priest. Looking at the Taoist priest, one could tell that he was the incarnation of a demon king who had attained enlightenment. Although he had a human form, he exuded a strong demonic aura. The man and two demons sat quietly in mid-air, watching the situation on the field. It was unknown whether they were enemies, friends, or just here to watch the fun.

Qinghua also noticed it. She looked at it for a while, but didn't ask any questions. She looked at the setting sun, then jumped up and said, "You bunch of trash, get out of the way!" She turned her hand and a golden pestle appeared. Holding the golden pestle, she turned into a sharp golden light, which cut through the void and whizzed straight towards the crowd.

When the other sect leaders saw Qing Hua taking action, they felt relieved and retreated one after another, leaving behind some of them.

Hou Chen saw Qing Hua attacking and did not dare to underestimate her. He took out his bone staff and circulated the meridians throughout his body. Black air poured into the bone staff from all directions. The bone staff was filled with murderous aura, roaring like a ghost, and pounced towards the golden light.

"Boom..." The light was brilliant, the void was broken, and a tsunami-like heat wave exploded. The people fighting fiercely around were blown away and burned by the heat wave, and they let out bursts of screams. Few people dared to look directly at the light, and they all bent their bodies to avoid the shock wave.

The light faded, and Houchen fell backwards to the ground, "Wow!" He spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. Even though he was an invincible golden body, under such a powerful attack, his veins were shattered and collapsed.

Qing Hua stood with her hands behind her back, as if nothing had happened. This made everyone dumbfounded. The people from heaven were too terrifying. Such a powerful Hou Chen was defeated with just one move.

Qing Hua looked at Hou Chen coldly, "I will only give you one chance. Hand over the "Map of Mountains, Rivers and States" and I will spare your life."

Houchen stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and laughed: "There is no one in my Nitian Sect who is afraid of death. Even if you destroy my Nitian Sect, you will not get what you want."

"Stubborn." Qing Hua said lightly, and without hesitation, she slowly raised the golden pestle to take Hou Chen's life.

Leng Qianren and the others saw that things were not going well, so they rushed over with their Zhan Yue swords, but they were blown away hundreds of feet by Qing Hua's sleeves. The heat wave hit them, and their hair and clothes were all singed, so there was no way they could get close to her.

Seeing that the Great Elder was about to die at the hands of Qing Hua, "whoosh..." a sword energy pierced towards Qing Hua's side like a meteor. The speed was so fast and the sword energy was so strong that Qing Hua did not dare to use magic to resist. She could only dodge to the side. After dodging, she looked carefully and found that the black-clothed man and the golden-haired Taoist priest on the golden-winged Roc had fallen ten feet away. The sword energy was emitted by the black-clothed man.

Many people have seen this man in black. It turns out to be Zhulang who disappeared three years ago. The golden-haired Taoist priest is a stranger with a playful look on his face. Qing Hua asked coldly, "Who are you and why are you stopping me?"

Before Zhulang could speak, the golden-haired Taoist sighed and said, "You little girl likes to ask nonsense questions. Is there any need to ask this? Of course, I will help those who are injustice."

Qinghua had never heard of such sarcasm. With a cold face, her figure disappeared. The next moment, she appeared in front of the golden-haired Taoist priest and a golden light pierced over. It was obvious that she was angry.

"Dang..." The golden pestle pierced Zhulang's sword, making a sharp metallic buzzing sound. Zhulang arched his body and forcibly divided the majestic magic power into two halves, pouring it out from both sides.

The golden-haired Taoist priest was not idle either. His face suddenly turned ferocious, he opened his mouth with fangs, and with a roar, he spurted out a stream of lava.

Qing Hua was also frightened by the ferocious Taoist priest, and hurriedly flew backwards several feet to avoid the hot lava. No matter whether it was Zhu Lang's sword energy or the lava of the golden-haired Taoist priest, they could penetrate gold and stone, and could not be resisted by ordinary spells. Even the golden body would be cut off. The golden body was certainly not an invincible existence, and it was naturally a world of difference compared to the mortal body. However, when encountering powerful spells or artifacts, it was as easy as cutting mud.

"Zhulang, I finally see you!" A clear voice came. Looking in the direction of the voice, it turned out to be Mu Lingxue who had taken off her veil and was standing not far away in a daze.

After Mu Lingxue joined the Nitian Sect, she became the sect leader. Just now, she was busy fighting with Qi Yue and did not notice Zhulang's arrival. At this time, many people had stopped fighting and looked towards Qinghua. Only then did she recognize Zhulang and turn over. They haven't seen each other since they parted at Huangshan, but she has never stopped missing him. She wonders if Zhulang can be like her.

Zhulang looked at the surprised Yiren, without a trace of emotion in his eyes, and he didn't say a word, as if he was looking at a stranger, which made Mu Lingxue very disappointed.

It's not that Qing Hua can't defeat Zhu Lang and the golden-haired Taoist priest, it just takes some effort. Her mission is to destroy the Ni Tian Sect and get the map before the Xian Dao Academy. There's no need to waste time on these two people. Seeing Mu Lingxue suddenly barge in, she guessed that there must be some kind of relationship between the two. Without hesitation, she appeared behind Mu Lingxue, easily grabbed her by the back of the neck, controlled her in her hand, and said to Zhu Lang, "If you want her to be alive, stay away!"

Zhulang did not go far, but left a trail of afterimages. He came in front of her in an instant and slashed at Qinghua with a sword. Qinghua was not in a hurry, but just lifted Mu Lingxue up and moved forward. At this time, Mu Lingxue had closed her eyes with tears in her eyes, waiting for Zhulang to split her in half.

"Buzz..." The long sword made a series of humming sounds and stopped in mid-air. How could he bring himself to do it? He just buried the feelings, but it didn't mean that he had never been moved.

Mu Lingxue opened her eyes and saw the sword humming. She felt both happy and regretful. She was happy that Zhulang had not forgotten her, but she regretted that she was not ambitious enough and caused trouble for Zhulang as soon as they met.

The golden-haired Taoist priest sneered, "I didn't expect that people from your heavenly palace would resort to such despicable means. It really makes me sick."

Seeing Zhulang withdraw his hand, Qinghua smiled contemptuously and turned to the golden-haired Taoist priest and said, "You little demon, I really don't want to fight with you, for fear of dirtying my clothes."

The golden-haired Taoist priest chuckled and said, "With your shriveled body, you have no flesh at all, just like a dried-up corpse. Even if you put on the immortal robe, it won't hold it up. It's a waste for you to wear this."

Qing Hua was furious at this, she had never heard such insulting words towards her, her face immediately turned red, she held Mu Lingxue in one hand and with the other hand held a golden pestle and rushed towards the golden-haired Taoist priest.

The golden-haired Taoist priest chuckled and jumped into the ground like diving. He actually disappeared into the ground. Qinghua's angry stab missed.

Just as he was getting angry, he found that his two feet were grabbed by something and were being pulled down. He was horrified and hurriedly kicked it away. At this time, Zhulang took the opportunity to fly forward, grabbed Mu Lingxue's hand, and stabbed Qinghua with a sword.

Qing Hua wanted to use Mu Lingxue to resist again, but she couldn't pull her. In desperation, she slapped Mu Lingxue away with a palm, broke free from the restraints under her feet, and flew backwards.

Zhulang hugged Mu Lingxue, circled in the air to remove Qinghua's palm power, and slowly landed on the ground. Mu Lingxue looked at Zhulang's face with flying black hair with infatuation, revealing a faint smile, and 'poof...' she couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and said tremblingly in panic: "I am... very... happy to see you again, you... must remember me..."

Zhulang looked at the blood gushing from Mu Lingxue's chest, knowing that no mortal could withstand Qinghua's casual blow. Mu Lingxue's internal organs had been shattered and there was no cure. Zhulang was in a trance for a moment. All along, he had never thought about loving anyone, nor had he ever experienced being loved. This kind of love never belonged to him, but when he realized it, it was fleeting and they were already parting ways between life and death. Isn't it too ridiculous that there is still such a person in the world who loved him?

As Mu Lingxue's breath became weak and she lost her life, Zhulang's eyes turned blood red. He put down Mu Lingxue's cold body, held the sword and looked at Qing Hua who was chasing Jin Xingzi. Red flames burned around him, and the long river of sword energy made a low whine. He whispered, "I accept this favor!" He left behind an afterimage and turned into a sword light that slashed towards Qing Hua.

(End of this chapter)