Eternal Sword

Chapter 542 The situation is over
When Chen Tang heard Ye Xuan lift him up so high, he was shocked.

"No, not so much..."

Seeing the tense atmosphere around him, Chen Tang could only mutter to himself.

He is not worthy of the title of leader of the martial arts world, nor does he have the intention to do so.

Fortunately, judging from Ye Xuan's intention, he was just talking casually.

"As for the person with ulterior motives who caused the internal strife in the martial arts world, I'm afraid there is someone else..."

Ye Xuan paused for a moment, his eyes swept over Yun Yifeng and the others, finally settling on Zui Weng, and said slowly: "Old shopkeeper, don't you think so?"

This question directly points to the drunkard!

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

Before this, no one had made it clear whether there was something wrong with the Drunken Eight Immortals or that someone in the martial arts world was colluding with the Dongyi tribe and intending to get involved in the leadership of the martial arts world.

When Ye Xuan arrived, he didn't hesitate to exchange pleasantries. He went straight to the point and laid out the matter in just a few words!
"Ye Xuan, what do you mean!"

Shopkeeper He's face changed, and he shouted, "My father and the old Pavilion Master have known each other for many years, and they are close friends. No matter how famous you are, you are still a junior, how can you be so rude!"

Yun Yifeng said slowly: "Brother Ye, the old shopkeeper is highly respected and well-known in the martial arts world. I don't know how many fellow martial artists have received his care and kindness. You should not say some things carelessly!"

"Ye Xuan."

Yu Qingfeng said coldly: "You want to touch the old shopkeeper, but you are not qualified. Please ask the old pavilion master to come down the mountain!"

Everyone knew that Jian Zong had retired from the world long ago and would not show up easily.

A few years ago, Kuaiji City was breached, his daughter was captured, his son-in-law died tragically, and his granddaughter went missing, but Jian Zong never showed up.

Many people speculated that Jian Zong had suffered a severe blow in the battle of Xia Jiang, and coupled with his old age, he was no longer as strong as he used to be and was powerless.

Ye Xuan ignored them and continued to stare at Zui Weng. He said in a serious tone, "Old Shopkeeper, it's time to end it."

The drunkard stood up slowly with a blank expression on his face.

He was originally sitting on the stage, motionless, looking like an old man with white hair, a youthful face and a kind eye.

But now, just this simple action of standing up caused the surrounding aura to suddenly change, emitting an extremely terrifying aura!

Even the masters on the stage were startled and looked at Zui Weng, wondering what he was going to do.

The drunkard looked up at the sky and sighed softly.

When he saw Ye Xuan appear with the people from Jiange covered in blood, he had already guessed a lot of things and knew in his heart that the game was over.

It doesn’t matter who is the leader of the martial arts world.

If the capital city was defeated, he would be powerless to save the situation.

However, there are some things he can still control.

At least, at this moment, no one can stop him!
"Ye Xuan."

The drunkard opened his mouth slowly and said, "Your daughter is your Achilles' heel. No one else can touch her. If my grandson's head is chopped off, guess what I will do?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Chen Tang suddenly felt a chill down his spine. He was enveloped by a terrifying murderous intent and couldn't move at all!

Everyone present felt the murderous intent in Zui Weng's heart at the same time.

Shen Zijing's heart trembled, and he said in a deep voice: "Old shopkeeper, the fight just now was a fight between two juniors on the sword arena. Life and death depended on their own abilities. According to the rules of the martial arts world, you are not allowed to take revenge afterwards."

"The rules of the world?"

The drunkard laughed mockingly and said, "Rules are just anklets for the weak and tools for the strong. Now that things have come to this, I no longer care about rules, reputation, or face."

"Kill a life for a life, that's all!"

The four masters, Yun Yifeng, the Lord of Yanyang Island, Yue Zhen, and Yu Qingfeng, frowned secretly and heard some hidden meanings.

Judging from the drunkard's expression, he no longer cares about anything.

Now that things have come to this, what is the point?
Shen Zijing flew to the sword-discussing platform, stood side by side with Ye Xuan, blocked in front of Chen Tang, and said in a deep voice: "Old shopkeeper, I hope you will think twice."

Jiang Feng also stood up and said, "Old shopkeeper, this is not right." Zui Weng glanced at Ye Xuan, Shen Zijing and others, sneered slightly, and said, "Can you guys protect the person I want to kill?"

Before he finished speaking, Zui Weng moved, and in the blink of an eye, he had arrived at the sword-fighting arena at an astonishing speed!

Clang!

Almost at the same time, Ye Xuan and Shen Zijing drew their swords, raised their hands and stabbed, the sword light flickered, and two completely different sword auras burst out.

Ye Xuan's sword moves were steady and sharp, like an army ready for battle.

Shen Zijing's sword moves are wild and unrestrained, his brush strokes are as sharp as dragons and snakes, and his strokes are as sharp as iron and as silver.

Swish!
Jiang Feng was on the stage, but he was well prepared. He grabbed the flying harpoon beside him and threw it hard towards Zui Weng's vest!
This throw was so powerful and heavy that the sound of the wind was piercing!
The surrounding air currents were split by the flying harpoon like waves in a river.

"Old shopkeeper, no!"

The leader of the Tea Ceremony Sect flew forward and attacked the Drunkard from the side.

He just opened his mouth and spit out a cloud of water mist. His palm passed through the water mist, and hundreds of tiny tea vapor needles condensed in his palm and hit the drunkard's shoulder.

"Keep him alive!"

In addition to the four grandmasters Ye Xuan, Shen Zijing, Jiang Feng and Fan Qing, there was another grandmaster who rushed over from the stage and shouted.

This person is the leader of the Po Yue Dao Sect, Yue Zhen.

Chen Tang's wood-burning knife technique was too attractive to him.

You can kill Chen Tang if you want, but you have to force him to reveal the burning wooden knife first.

When the drunkard moves, the whole body moves.

In an instant, five powerful masters present attacked at the same time.

Zui Weng stood on the sword-discussing stage first, facing the sharp swords of Ye Xuan and Shen Zijing.

Snapped!Snapped!
The drunkard raised his hands and struck the spines of the two swords with incredible precision.

Before the two men's sword moves could be fully unleashed, they were interrupted by Zui Weng's palm.

Moreover, the power of this palm is extremely terrifying.

Ye Xuan groaned, his internal injuries were affected, and his face turned extremely pale in an instant. He took a few steps back, and a pool of bright red blood oozed out from his ribs, staining his robe red.

If he were in his prime, he alone would be enough to stop the Drunkard.

But now, he was seriously injured and his fighting power was greatly reduced.

Shen Zijing was also knocked back by Zui Weng's palm, and his sword was raised, but he almost couldn't hold it.

This palm technique was what everyone had just seen before; it was the "Sorrow-Relieving Palm".

When wielded by the Drunkard, the power is so terrifying!
At the same time, Jiang Feng's flying harpoon stabbed!
The drunkard didn't even turn his head, but grabbed the longest spike in the middle of the harpoon with his backhand and held it tightly.

The huge force had not yet dissipated, and the tail of the flying harpoon kept shaking, but it could not shake the drunkard.

At this moment, Fan Qing and Yue Zhen arrived at the same time.

"what!"

The drunkard took a deep breath, let out a long roar, his hair and beard stood up, and he clasped his hands together.

boom!boom!
The palms of the three people collided, their internal strength burst out, and energy splashed everywhere. With the three people as the center, a huge air wave visible to the naked eye was set off!

There was also a strong aroma of wine in the air.

The hundreds of Sword Pavilion warriors who were originally standing around Chen Tang were hit by this air wave. Their faces turned red, their bodies swayed, their footing became unstable, and they fell to the ground one after another.

Fan Qing and Yue Zhen both groaned and were forced back by Zui Weng's powerful palm force!

The attacks of the five masters were completely neutralized and resisted by Zui Weng alone!
The drunkard didn't even look at it and threw the harpoon in his hand to the side.

The flying harpoon turned into a cold light, rushing at lightning speed, and arrived in an instant, and its target was Chen Tang!

(End of this chapter)