Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 255: The martial arts are complete, and the fire god destroys all enemies with one sword! (Two in one)

Obviously, Wangyue Pavilion had already anticipated that this group of people from the Corpse Refining Sect would come to the county town, so they had already deployed defenses here in advance, waiting for the people from the Corpse Refining Sect to come to their doorstep.

"What a trouble." A member of the Corpse Refining Sect frowned and said unhappily.

They chose to attack at night in order to avoid the entanglement and obstruction of Wangyue Pavilion.

Unexpectedly, we could not avoid fighting with them in the end, which added uncertain risks.

"There's nothing to be afraid of. If a mere Moon Watching Pavilion dares to interfere, we'll kill them all!"

"Hehe, everyone, don't forget that the disciples of Wangyue Pavilion are all top-notch materials. It's rare for us to get together."

"You're right, let's go on a killing spree today!" Xu Baisong shouted.

The two yellow-eyed corpse puppets behind him no longer concealed themselves and simply tore off their cloaks, revealing their true appearance.

The yellow pupils also sparkled in the night, and the powerful aura turned into invisible power, overwhelming the people in Moon Watching Pavilion.

All the elite disciples of Wangyue Pavilion changed their expressions.

To them, the level of this yellow-eyed corpse puppet was still too high, making it a little too much for them to bear.

"Don't panic. Leave these yellow-eyed corpse puppets tonight to us old men. Just go and kill the rest of the corpse puppets and the corpse refining sect's real body. Don't let them get away!"

The elder of Wangyue Pavilion spoke, and at the same time, his power burst out, offsetting the pressure coming from the opponent's corpse puppet.

"Disciple obeys your command!" All the disciples of Wangyue Pavilion responded.

Among them was Liu Yan'er, whose pretty face was full of determination.

At this moment, the most common thought in her mind was that Song Changming had always protected her in the past, and tonight it was her turn to protect Song Changming.

However, just as the two sides were on the verge of a bloody fight, a figure slowly approached the group from behind Wangyue Pavilion.

His steps were neither fast nor slow, and he was not intimidated by the astonishing power of both sides. His figure kept getting closer and closer.

Liu Yan'er seemed to sense something, turned her head to look, and was stunned for a moment.

"Brother Song!"

The person who came was Song Changming.

"The commotion tonight has disturbed Hero Song." An elder from Wangyue Pavilion had already noticed Song Changming's appearance and couldn't help but say.

Song Changming's strength has been obvious to all in the past. Not only did he rescue Wangyue County and kill many powerful enemies from outside the region, he has now killed Xu Baishu alone.

Any Daliwu person would be in awe of this record.

Including the group of elders from Wangyue Pavilion, they all showed great respect to Song Changming.

"This matter was all caused by me, so I should be the one to settle it. Why should I trouble you all to make a fuss?" Song Changming said.

"The other side has more people and more power. As a member of our Dalai martial arts world, how can we just stand by and watch, Mr. Song?" Another strong man from Wangyue Pavilion raised his sword and shouted.

"I appreciate your kindness." Song Changming said as he passed the people from Wangyue Pavilion and headed towards the group of people from the Corpse Refining Sect.

"Song Changming?!"

Before coming, this group of Corpse Refining Sect members had seen Song Changming's portrait and knew the appearance of the person they had killed.

They recognized the person in front of them at a glance. It was Song Changming they were looking for.

"Haha, that saves a lot of trouble, it comes to our door by itself!" A member of the Corpse Refining Sect laughed, but he became anxious in his heart.

Song Changming only has one precious head, and it’s on a first-come, first-served basis. If you’re slow, it’ll be gone.

He immediately gave orders to the yellow-eyed corpse puppet beside him.

Anyone from the Corpse Refining Sect who dared to come along on this trip basically had at least one yellow-eyed corpse puppet in his hands.

Otherwise, you will have no competitiveness at all and will only put yourself in danger for nothing.

Therefore, when Song Changming stepped on the ground and created an endless gust of wind that swept over, pairs of yellow eyes glowing with eerie light were exposed under the cloaks.

About twenty strong men from the Corpse Refining Sect came together, bringing with them more than thirty powerful yellow-eyed corpse puppets!

In terms of quality and combat power, these yellow-eyed corpse puppets may not be comparable to Xu Baishu’s two long-famous yellow-eyed corpse puppets, but the scene is scary enough.

When the elders of the Wangyue Pavilion in the back saw this, their faces changed and they looked at each other.

"Go and inform the Pavilion Master!"

"Yes!" A disciple understood what he meant and left quickly, preparing to release a flare to ask for help.

They still underestimated this foreign corpse refining sect!
It’s incredible that so many yellow-eyed corpse puppets can be gathered here at once!

When they attacked Dali back then, they were not so crazy!
"Hero Song!" The elder of Wangyue Pavilion became anxious when he saw that Song Changming was still walking forward as if he couldn't see the group of yellow-eyed corpse puppets.

"It's okay." Song Changming replied without slowing down.

"kill!"

A group of strong men from the Corpse Refining Sect didn't waste any time. More than thirty yellow-eyed corpse puppets flew over in an instant and all rushed straight towards Song Changming, rushing forward!

"Bastard, don't destroy his body!" Seeing this scene, an elder of the Corpse Refining Sect was worried that Song Changming's body would be torn to pieces by the group of yellow-eyed corpse puppets after his death.

If the head of a corpse is missing, it can be pieced together, but if the entire corpse is torn into pieces, no amount of sewing will be of any use.

However, due to greed, no one was willing to give in. Everyone wanted to snatch Song Changming's head and go back to claim the reward.

The internal energy of the elders in the back surged, and the five or six cyclones in their bodies were released at an accelerated speed.

Although Song Changming didn't ask them to help, they didn't intend to just stand by and watch.

Liu Yan'er looked at Song Changming's back as he walked alone. Although she had great confidence in Song Changming, she still clenched her hands tightly, with sweat on her palms.

The scene of more than thirty yellow-eyed corpse puppets rushing towards him was too scary.

With her current strength, she can't even stand beside Song Changming to help!

At the same time, Song Changming drew out his dragon-patterned knife.

The next moment, a powerful internal energy gushed out from his body wildly, and the violent fluctuations of the internal energy instantly overwhelmed all the warriors present.

Afterwards, invisible and colorless internal energy transformed into golden flames and injected into his dragon-patterned sword!
After the blade carried the enormous internal energy, bursts of sword sounds echoed through the sky!
Dazzling golden flames shone through the blade and wrapped around Song Changming. The scorching heat almost ignited the grass and trees outside the city.

His long hair was mixed with golden flames, floating like flowing gold. At this moment, Song Changming stood in front of everyone, just like the golden sun god himself!

Facing the group of cold and terrifying yellow-eyed corpse puppets rushing towards him, Song Changming took a step forward and slashed forward with the dragon-patterned knife.

With just this one strike, the wind and clouds changed instantly, and the golden fire waves rose hundreds of feet high!
In an instant, it swallowed up all the yellow-eyed corpse puppets that approached him!

The ground ahead dried up in an instant, and the grass and trees turned into charred fragments.

Those seemingly powerful yellow-eyed corpse puppets, under the golden fire waves, their indestructible bodies gradually deformed, their membranes were worn away, their blood was burned dry, and their flesh and bones were broken!

After the golden fire wave dissipated, one yellow-eyed corpse after another fell to the ground, all of them in unrecognizable form.

Among the more than thirty yellow-eyed corpse puppets, more than twenty were completely destroyed on the spot and could not be restored. Only a few of the remaining corpses were lucky enough to still have a breath and were struggling to get up.

The golden fire around Song Changming dissipated, returning to his original appearance, leaving only traces of white smoke.

His gaze fell on the remaining yellow-eyed corpse puppets that were slowly crawling up. His internal energy surged again, and lightning flashed around them.

He took a step forward, and the next moment a dazzling blue lightning flashed across the earth, instantly attaching to the remaining yellow-eyed corpse puppets.

Those yellow-eyed corpse puppets, which were already shaky, were directly shattered into pieces by the bombardment of lightning, and their heads exploded as well.

in this way.

All these yellow-eyed corpse puppets must be wiped out completely, leaving no one behind!
From beginning to end, Song Changming only made one move of the sword, plus took one more step!
There was an unpleasant burnt smell in the air, and other than that, there was complete silence, as dead as death.

"This..." The elders of Wangyue Pavilion were all stunned, and the other disciples were also filled with disbelief.

They have all seen big scenes, but at this moment they are still shocked by this scene.

"This is the Zheng Yang Jue of the Chu family back then. If I'm not mistaken, it has already been perfected!!"

"And this majestic internal energy strength is clearly the strength of the eighth level of Qi Refining!"

The combination of the two, plus the impact of the terrifying force of the knife, created the golden fire wave that was a hundred feet high! And the corpse puppets that were almost completely destroyed!

You have to know that it is a yellow-eyed corpse puppet!

More than thirty yellow-eyed corpse puppets were killed by Song Changming in an instant!
"No wonder he doesn't need our help." An elder from Wangyue Pavilion murmured at this time, and he finally understood. If he didn't have absolute confidence, who would dare to go to the meeting alone like Song Changming just did, and fight against a group of powerful people from the Corpse Refining Sect alone!
And this confidence comes from absolutely powerful strength!
"Not bad." Song Changming was also very satisfied with the fighting power he had just demonstrated.

Whether it was the fire knife that he had just used when he performed the Zhengyang Jue, or the thunder kick, the power that erupted made him very satisfied.

On the one hand, his martial arts skills are at a high level, either great accomplishment or perfection, so needless to say, their power is enormous.

On the other hand, just as the elder of Wangyue Pavilion observed, he had just broken through his internal energy cultivation tonight. The eighth cyclone took shape in his body, and he successfully broke through to the eighth level of Qi Refining!

The breakthrough in his cultivation brought about a further increase in the power of his martial arts, which allowed him to easily destroy the group of yellow-eyed corpse puppets.

Why was the Sword Master Nan Wuji so powerful back then and was hailed as the best swordsman in the world?

Isn't it just his unique cultivation level of the eighth level of Qi Refining, plus his extremely high attainments in swordsmanship?

Nowadays, Song Changming has the same level of internal energy cultivation, and his martial arts realm is equally high. Even if he does not show his body cultivation, the strength he has just shown is enough to be compared with Nan Wuji back then!
The hearts of those people from the Corpse Refining Sect were already chilled. Without the corpse puppets by their side, their personal fighting power could not even be matched by those disciples of the Moon Watching Pavilion.

Not to mention Song Changming who was approaching!

"escape!"

The survival instinct made the group of Corpse Refining Sect members want to flee in all directions. As for whether they could survive, it all depended on their luck.

Upon seeing this, Song Changming's internal energy began to flow and surge again, and the dragon-patterned knife in his hand began to make ringing sounds again.

When the Corpse Refining Sect members heard the sound of the sword, they all shuddered at once, as if they were having a stress reaction. Their bodies and minds felt as if they had fallen into an icy cave, and their faces turned pale with fear.

As the wind blew violently, eight extremely condensed wind dragons flew out from the sword and swept in all directions.

Wherever the wind dragon passed, all the members of the Corpse Refining Sect died!

Even though the wind-attributed sword technique of the Perfect Realm was only of the ninth grade, with the blessing of his powerful and extraordinary internal energy cultivation, it could still unleash unparalleled power!

When the wind dragon dispersed and the storm died down, there was no sign of the enemy standing anywhere.

Even the nearby dense forests, within a radius of several miles, the grass and trees along with the ground were blown away into the darkness, flying away to no one knew where, leaving only potholes and devastation all over the ground.

"The eighth level of Qi Refining is so terrifying." All the elders of Wangyue Pavilion broke out in cold sweats.

Fortunately, Song Changming and they belong to the same Daliwujie camp, rather than being in a hostile relationship.

"We must never become enemies with them from now on!"

At this moment, this was the common thought among all of them.

In the distance, Xu Baisong, who was swept up into the sky by the wind tornado, fell back heavily to the ground. His whole body was injured by the wind-attributed sword energy. He was bleeding profusely and it was obvious that he was not going to survive.

His eyes were filled with resentment and frustration.

He came for revenge, but before he even had a chance to meet Song Changming, he was hit by a range attack and was killed without any plot, like a passing extra.
Even a pile of garbage swept into a dustpan needs to be sorted before being processed, but the way he died was more casual and sloppy than the garbage disposal.

In fact, from beginning to end, Song Changming didn't even know that Xu Baisong was almost beaten to death by him.

He was unwilling, but it was of no avail.

The feud between the two brothers and Song Changming ended with his death.

This is the reality, no revenge is always successful.

Especially when the difference in strength between the two sides is too great, if they get too close, they will be crushed to death by the other side like an ant without realizing it.
"Thank you all for your hard work and efforts in helping me." Song Changming put away his sword and bowed to the group of people from Wangyue Pavilion.

"Mr. Song, you are too kind. We didn't help much, so it can't be said that we were tired." The elder Hou Chuanzheng shook his head helplessly.

This trip was indeed wishful thinking on their part.

Even if they were not there tonight, Song Changming alone could easily stop these people from the Corpse Refining Sect.

When they arrived, they only watched a powerful performance of internal energy and sword techniques up close and free of charge.

Especially the first time Song Changming used the Zhengyang Jue sword, it opened the eyes of all of them!

In response, Song Changming didn't say much, just waved his hand.

On the city wall, Song Ping'an and Liang Zhaolong quickly rushed over with a group of warriors from the Changming Society.

"The rest is up to you." Song Changming said to the two.

The two agreed.

What remains is naturally the matter of cleaning up the battlefield.

These bodies need to be dealt with, and the remaining valuable spoils on this group of people must also be counted and taken away.

They followed us tonight to deal with the aftermath.

"Then we'll take our leave. If Mr. Song is free, you can come to my Moon-Watching Mountain for a visit." Seeing this, Hou Chuanzheng bowed to Song Changming and did not plan to stay here for long late at night.

At the end, he also invited Song Changming.

If we can win over a contemporary powerhouse like Song Changming, we would naturally try our best to do so.

Having such a strong ally is good for the entire Wangyue Pavilion.

"Okay." Song Changming just nodded, but did not express a strong desire to go to the Moon-Watching Mountain.

If he had first entered Wangyue County, he would naturally be interested in going up to Wangyue Mountain, the place where spiritual energy converges, to take a look.

But now that he has become powerful, what he wants to go to is no longer the Moon-Watching Mountain, but the vast ancient country on the other side of the abyss.

The next day, the city gates were opened.

Many pedestrians and convoys entering and leaving the city were dumbfounded when they saw the large traces left outside the city, not knowing what had happened.

Rather than traces of battle, they looked more like the remains of a fire or a storm.

The potholes in the scorched earth and the blown-away grass and trees all indicate that this place had experienced a huge disaster last night!
In fact, not everyone is unaware of what happened last night.

After all, there was such a big commotion outside the city last night. In addition to the patrol camp that was defending the city wall, many warriors climbed over the city wall and saw the group of rampaging yellow-eyed corpse puppets.

He also witnessed Song Changming's stunning sword move that wiped out all the corpses, puppets and evil spirits from outside the domain!

I have to say, that scene was shocking enough!
This matter was bound to spread again. Many warriors knew that this was the follow-up impact after Song Changming killed Xu Baishu.

Many powerful people in the martial arts world also had a premonition that the Corpse Refining Sect might not let Song Changming go this time.

But they didn't expect that the Corpse Refining Sect's revenge against Song Changming would come so quickly.

What was even more unexpected was that Song Changming would be able to resolve this crisis with such incredible strength once again, and annihilate all the powerful men from the Corpse Refining Sect!
This is not a small fight. After so many powerful people in the sect were wiped out, the Corpse Refining Sect is bound to be seriously injured!

They had not yet become the Ghost Blade Sect of the past and unified all the sects outside the territory, but Song Changming cut off their momentum with one sword.

When this result was reported back to the Corpse Refining Sect again overnight, this time, even the sect leader could no longer sit still.

"After the sword master passed away, how come this evil star showed up again!" Fang Kui felt uneasy and said to himself.

Song Changming is even more powerful than the Sword Master Nan Wuji back then!

More than thirty yellow-eyed corpses were killed with one sword. This record was really too terrifying.

As the leader of the Corpse Refining Sect, he knew better than anyone how difficult it was to kill the yellow-eyed corpse puppet, and how terrifying the power of Song Changming's sword was!
"If that evil star attacks our sect, how can we resist it?"

Right now, this is what he is most worried about.

Although he controlled the strongest corpse puppet in the sect and ranked first in terms of combat power, he was not sure that he could block the long sword in Song Changming's hand.
Fang Kui frowned, stayed awake all night, and finally made up his mind.

Ask for help from the ancient Yuan country's main sect!
The Corpse Refining Sect has always been a major sect in Guyuan.

The Corpse Refining Sect that he controls outside the domain is just a branch of the main sect.

As the leader of this branch of the Corpse Refining Sect, he naturally has a high status and position within the sect, and can command a group of powerful men in the sect.

But within the Guyuan Kingdom's main sect, he has little weight and no say.

To put it nicely, they are branches and sub-clan.

To put it bluntly, they are a group of people who were exiled to open up new land.

Others may not know, but he, the sect leader, knows very well that even if he goes to the sect for help, no one may be willing to pay attention to him.

"No matter what, at least I have to give it a try!" Fang Kui made up his mind.

(End of this chapter)