The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 129: Thunderous Sword Energy Breaks the Body! Please Appreciate
After hearing what Ah-Bi said, Ah-Zhu could only nod helplessly. She turned around and looked at Wang Yi who was sitting alone at the bow of the boat. She said with a grin, "Little Taoist priest, you must have something to ask for me. How about this, you drive away the bad guys in the village, and my two sisters will do the job for you."

This Taoist is neither a lustful person nor a villain, and his strength is unfathomable.

The other party took the initiative to board the boat, so there must be something that she and her sisters need to help. Although she didn't know what it was, it didn't stop her from borrowing some strength.

Wang Yi raised his eyes slightly and smiled faintly: "Are you sure? It's not too late to change your words now, otherwise, after I make this move, you two will have no room to regret it."

Ah Zhu frowned, and seeing Ah Bi was about to agree, she quickly took over the conversation and said, "Then, little Taoist priest, please tell me what it is. If you ask my sister and I to do something that would harm others, we would never agree to it, so let's make it clear first."

"It's simple. Just become my disciple and learn my profound techniques." Wang Yi slightly opened his lips and expressed an idea that came to his mind on the spur of the moment.

He had originally planned to stop by Mantuo Villa to see the many martial arts in the Langhuan Jade Cave. But when he saw Ah Zhu, he couldn't help but think of her future relationship with Xiao Feng, so he thought of perfecting this marriage.

"Uh..." Ah Zhu was stunned. Was this young Taoist priest going to take her and her sister as disciples? She raised her eyes and looked at the Taoist priest's face again. After confirming that his age was the same as hers and Ah Bi's, she rolled her eyes speechlessly.
"What nonsense are you talking about, young Taoist priest? How old are you? You want to follow others and accept disciples? At your age, you can be the elder brother of my two sisters, but forget about being a master."

After Ah Zhu finished speaking, she waved her hands speechlessly, her tone sounding extremely disgusted.

Wang Yi smiled indifferently: "If you count carefully, I have lived for a hundred and twenty years in vain, and I am already a grandfather..."

Upon hearing this, Ah Zhu and Ah Bi looked at each other in bewilderment. Although they thought this was ridiculous, they couldn't help but feel suspicious when they saw that Wang Yi looked calm and didn't seem to be joking at all.

"Young Taoist priest, how about my sister and I make a bet with you?" Ah Zhu's eyes rolled and a plan came to her mind.

"Oh? Bet?" Wang Yi raised his eyebrows and smiled with interest.

"That's right." Ah Zhu nodded and said, "If you can drive away the bad guys in the village within a cup of tea, my sister and I will agree to become your disciples. If not, you must agree to one condition for me and my sister. How do you do it?"

Ah Bi felt something was wrong when she heard that. She leaned close to Ah Zhu's ear and whispered, "Sister Ah Zhu, aren't you making things difficult for me? How can you afford such a short time?"

Ah Zhu patted Ah Bi's little hand, looked at Wang Yi and raised his head and said, "Little Taoist, do you want to bet or not?"

"Interesting... I'll make a bet!" Wang Yi laughed, stood up, walked to the shore, and walked slowly towards the source of the noise.

Seeing this, Ah Zhu and Ah Bi hurriedly followed.

The three of them walked through a jasmine flower bed, passed through two moon-shaped doors, and came to the outside of the flower hall. Even though they were still several feet away from the doors and windows, the noise was enough to make their eardrums numb.

Wang Yi stopped, raised his hand and slapped out from a distance. "Crack!" A palm print of true energy flashing with blue arcs appeared, carrying a whistling palm wind, and with a bang, it blasted the wooden door of the hall open.

The hall was brightly lit, with cups and plates scattered about, chairs tilted all over the place, and greasy chicken leg bones and pig trotter bones all over the floor, making it look extremely messy.

Eighteen or nineteen burly men were gathered around the table, drinking heartily. Some sat at the table, drinking from the jar, some munching on chicken legs and pig's trotters. Some used the tip of a knife to pick up the beef on the plate and put it into their mouths.

At the west end of the hall, more than 20 people in white robes sat solemnly, and six or seven people at the top sat in silence. The strange atmosphere formed a sharp contrast with the noisy east side.

"who are you?"

"Fuck, where did these three little kids come from?"

The noise in the hall suddenly stopped, and then more than twenty figures rushed out and surrounded Wang Yi and the other two.

Five people walked out of the house slowly.

Among the five people, a burly old man with a beard that reached down to his chest stared at Wang Yi and the other two. After a while, he looked back at the wooden door behind him, and saw the half-burnt palm print clearly visible on the edge of the wooden door. A deep solemnity and fear appeared in his eyes.

He murmured in his heart: What a strong palm power, what a unique internal force, the palm print can be so clear even from five meters away, how many people in the world can do that?

The burly old man concealed the expression in his eyes, turned his head and looked at the young man in green clothes seriously, and bowed and said, "I am Yao Bodang from Qinjiazhai in Yunzhou. I wonder what the three of you mean by this?"

A thirty-something-year-old man in a white robe on the west side glanced at Yao Bodang and said in a sarcastic tone, "Yao Village Chief, you are so polite! Why are these three kids so open-minded? Could it be that they are too old and don't have the energy they had in the past anymore?"

"You Sichuan kid, you have no sense at all. Old hero Yao has been in the martial arts world all his life, why would he do useless things?" The man at the east sneered and looked down on this Qingcheng barbarian from the bottom of his heart.

"Puchi..." Ah Zhu hid her surprised expression and laughed out loud with her hands covering her mouth. The Sichuan kid's words made her laugh.

A-Bi looked timid. When she heard A-Zhu's laughter, she quickly tugged at her sleeve, signaling her not to cause trouble.

"What the hell are you laughing at, little girl?"

Yao Bodang's face darkened and he said in a low voice, "Master Sima, if you don't want to die, then leave me alone in peace. If you are really tired of living, then just slit your own throat and don't let others get involved."

"Huh? Village Chief Yao, what do you mean?" Sect Leader Sima turned around indifferently, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his face turned completely cold.

Yao Bodang glanced at him coldly, then looked at the young man in blue in the crowd again, and said with a bow, "Young man, can you explain your purpose?"

Seeing the other party being so polite, Wang Yi also raised his hand and said politely: "I am Tai Yi, please go back to where you came from."

"Hahaha, damn it, you little brat are so arrogant!" After laughing, Sect Leader Sima took a step forward, his face turned cold and he shouted, "We are so stubborn that we won't go back?"

Clang clang clang... All the white-robed men from the Qingcheng Sect drew their weapons at their waists and took a step forward with fierce eyes.

Ah Zhu and Ah Bi's faces tensed and they subconsciously moved closer to Wang Yi.

"Let's go!" Seeing the young man's cold face, Yao Bodang's expression changed slightly, and he shouted in a low voice, turning around and leaving without hesitation. His steps were extremely hurried, without the calmness and composure of the past.

Everyone in Qinjiazhai was slightly stunned, but Yao Bodang was so majestic that they did not dare to disobey his orders. They could only put away their weapons and turn around to follow.

The man on the east frowned, hesitated for a moment, waved his hand and said, "Brothers, let's retreat too." Then he hurriedly chased after the people in Qinjiazhai. The seven people who came with him heard his words, frowned, put away their weapons, retreated from the crowd, turned around and quickly followed.

As the two groups of people left, the rest of the gang saw that the situation was not going well, so they quickly put away their weapons and turned away. If a gangster didn't have a bit of foresight, the grass on his grave would have been three feet deep.

"What the hell are you doing?" Sect Leader Sima was shocked and asked angrily as he looked at Yao Bodang and others who were leaving quickly.

Before he could react, an ugly man with pockmarked face suddenly ran away from the crowd of white robes. "Zhu Baokun! What are you doing, you idiot?"

"Hahaha...what's the fuss?" Zhu Baokun sneered, "Of course I don't want to die with you Qingcheng Sect. Look at the palm print on the door behind you. You are really a Sichuan kid with no sense at all!"

"Huh? Your accent? Damn it! Are you a spy from the Penglai sect, you bastard?" Sect Leader Sima was stunned for a moment, then roared in shock and anger.

“Hahaha…you bunch of Sichuan kids just enjoy yourself. I won’t keep you company!” The cheerful laughter gradually faded away. Zhu Baokun’s figure rose and fell a few times and disappeared into the night.

The people of Qingcheng Sect cursed angrily. They had never thought that Zhu Baokun, that idiot, was actually an undercover agent of Penglai Sect. While cursing, they looked at the young man in green and the two young girls who were surrounded by them, and a slight sense of suspicion and fear rose in their hearts.

Sect Leader Sima turned around and looked at the wooden doors behind him. Seeing the clear charred palm prints on the two doors, his pupils shrank sharply and his heart sank to the bottom.

He was no ordinary man, so he could tell at a glance how terrifying strength was required to deliver this palm strike.

The one who performed this palm strike was the young boy in green clothes in the crowd behind him. He knew that the Qingcheng Sect might have hit a wall today.

Sect Leader Sima turned stiffly and met the young man's indifferent eyes. A chill immediately rose in his heart, and he forced out an ugly smile and said:

"Young... ahem... Your Excellency, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. We'll leave now, we'll leave now..." He signaled with his eyes and pretended to turn around and leave.

When the people of Qingcheng Sect saw the look on their leader's face, they quickly put away their weapons with smiles on their faces, and retreated slowly with a wary look on their faces while speaking words of apology.

Ah Zhu's eyes rolled, and she suddenly took a step forward, with one hand on her thin waist, glaring with a look of contempt. She pointed at the people who were slowly retreating with her right hand, and said sarcastically:

"Hehe, you were so arrogant just now, how come you become so quiet and gentle in an instant? Ah Bi, these people from Qingcheng Sect are as timid as field mice."

Ah Bi rolled her eyes and immediately understood that Sister Ah Zhu wanted to test the strength of the young man in blue. She nodded helplessly and imitated Ah Zhu, putting her hands on her waist and cooperating: "Sister Ah Zhu is right, this field mouse is always timid. If the situation is not right, of course it will retreat back to the field hole first."

"Yes, I am a coward and I am going to retreat back into my cave."

"Oh, Sister Ah Zhu, they are so fierce. Why are they so brave now?"

"You don't understand. We are weak women, so we are not afraid of field mice."

"What's going on? Sister, do you think that field mice will be afraid of just anyone?"

……

The two sisters, Azhu and Abi, sang in unison, waving their little hands around, looking down on others, and their little mouths chattering non-stop, showing their full sarcasm.

Everyone in the Qingcheng Sect listened to the noise, their eyes gradually showed fierceness, and they slowly stopped their retreat. They all looked at the two sisters who were singing the same tune viciously.

These two girls are so irritating. They would tolerate a few words of nagging, but now they keep nagging non-stop, which is really annoying.

"What are you standing there for, you bastard? Get out of here!" Sect Leader Sima's cheeks flushed red. When he saw his men stop, he became furious and shouted in frustration.

"May you have infinite blessings. I have recently realized a method. Please appreciate it."

Wang Yi raised his hand, his eyes instantly dimmed. With a movement of his mind, the source of energy that roamed around his body spontaneously burst out into billions of blue arcs as small as mesons.

The invisible source of energy emerged, like thousands of galaxies pouring down, flowing through the twelve main meridians and eight extraordinary meridians throughout the body, and pouring into the Dantian Qi sea.

The source energy merged with the true energy, forming a true energy sword lake in the Dantian Qi Sea. The sword lake was shining blue, and thousands of lightning swords twisted like electric snakes, swimming in the sword lake in a disorderly and orderly manner, emitting a vast and sharp sword intent.

Wang Yi held his sword finger upright in front of his chest, and a rumbling sound suddenly rang out. In the void around him, twenty-six thumb-thick twisted lightning swords with a gleaming blue light instantly took shape. His fair skin glowed with a faint blue glow, and against the backdrop of the twisted lightning swords, he looked like the god of thunder, with infinite power.

"Sister Azhu, the Taoist priest really looks like an immortal! Could it be that we really ran into a god?" A-Bi stared with her big shiny black eyes and covered her mouth with her hands in surprise.

Ah Zhu was stunned and shook her head, muttering: "I don't know, maybe I really met a god today..." As smart as she was, she felt dazed when she saw the mysterious scene in front of her.

"Sir... who are you?" Sect Leader Sima swallowed hard and asked with a trembling voice.

"Goddess, spare my life..."

"Please spare us, Immortal."

"We are blind and did not recognize the Immortal's vehicle. We did not intend to ram him. We hope the Immortal will spare our lives..."

……

Plop, plop... They knelt down. The people from the Qingcheng Sect knelt down. They knelt without hesitation, with inexplicable fear, and kowtowed repeatedly, begging for mercy.

"This method is called: Thunder Gang Body-Breaking Sword Qi! Please appreciate it." Wang Yi's eyes were indifferent and he swung his sword down indifferently.

Whoosh...

Twenty-six twisted lightning swords with bright blue light silently crossed the night sky, like blue meteors, each following a mysterious trajectory and shooting towards the people of Qingcheng Sect in the courtyard.

Puff puff...

Without any surprise, in just a blink of an eye, the chests of all the people of Qingcheng Sect were pierced by the twisted lightning sword. The burnt holes, as thick as chopsticks, emitted wisps of black smoke. Their internal organs were burned into charcoal under the attack of the extremely yang sword energy.

"What a... cruel... heart!" The Sima Sect Leader's eyes widened, his lips moved, and his voice was as small as a mosquito. After he finished speaking, his breath completely dissipated, and his body fell forward like mud on the ground in front of the stone steps.

The dirty blood filled with black particles slowly spread and merged with the dirty blood of other disciples of the Qingcheng Sect, emitting a burnt and unpleasant smell of blood.

Yao Bodang and the others who were watching from afar were all shocked when they saw this scene that looked like a god descending upon the earth. After finding out the terrifying strength of the Taoist priest in green, they did not dare to delay at all and turned around and fled in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)