Youth Song: Leijiabao Thunder Emperor

"I'll borrow your sword."

Baili Dongjun reached out and summoned the Heart Sword and the Thousand Mountains Sword, which appeared directly in his hand. He then charged straight at Mo Yi with both swords in hand.

The sword is light and agile, yet it can move mountains and rivers with its weight; the two hands work together seamlessly.

Even Mo Yi dared not be negligent at this moment, and immediately wielded two bolts of lightning to fight Baili Dongjun.

Upon seeing Mo Yiwu's control over the lightning, Lei Dong immediately shot into the sky. With his palm facing upwards, lightning rapidly converged above his head.

"Your swordsmanship is still a bit inferior to your master's. Break."

Seeing Lei Dong direct the lightning towards him, Mo Yi's expression turned serious.

He suddenly threw a punch that sent Baili Dongjun flying.

Upon landing, Baili Dongjun saw that both swords were riddled with nicks and immediately returned them to the two men.

I will never do the despicable thing of borrowing a sword and not returning it.

After returning the sword, Baili Dongjun glanced at Lei Dong, gritted his teeth, snatched the Silver Moon Spear, and transformed into a golden dragon, charging towards Mo Yi.

Just as Xie Xuan was knocked away, Mo Yi stretched out a hand, directly breaking the golden dragon, and pinched the tip of the silver moon spear with two fingers.

"No matter how many times you try, the result will be the same. Your attack isn't even as amazing as that child's."

"The wind rises!"

Upon hearing this, Baili Dongjun roared in anger.

Suddenly, a strong wind arose.

Mo Yi frowned, exerting slight force with her hand, forcing Baili Dongjun to retreat continuously in mid-air.

"Stop the wind!"

Baili Dongjun is drinking.

The gale dissipated instantly, all swept away by that spear thrust. Baili Dongjun swung his Silver Moon Spear with a fierce motion.

Mo Yi sensed the danger emanating from the gun and quickly withdrew his hand.

"That's Father's whirlwind roar!"

Sikong Qianluo exclaimed in amazement.

When Sikong Changfeng mastered this move, he transformed the storm that engulfed the city into a single spear thrust, earning him the title of "Spear Immortal"—a moment of immense joy in his life. He would often recount it.

I just didn't expect that this senior uncle would use it even better than my father. I have to talk to my father about it when I get back, so that he doesn't get too proud.

"All martial arts under heaven are in my hands; even immortals can be slain by my side."

Upon hearing Sikong Qianluo's exclamation, Baili Dongjun stood proudly in the air and said.

This is the true Baili Dongjun.

Not that greasy middle-aged man lazily stroking his mustache. Nor is he the tavern owner who lives a life of debauchery.

He was Baili Dongjun, who climbed the watchtower alone and became famous in Tianqi for his seven cups of wine under the starry night.

It was Baili Dongjun, who, after drinking, stormed the Heavenly Pavilion and ascended to the sixteenth floor in one step.

He was Baili Dongjun, the wine immortal who defeated Ye Dingzhi with half a palm strike in a moment of crisis and saved Bei Li from danger.

Mo Yi's pupils seemed to ignite instantly, with a bewitching purple light flickering within them.

Because Baili Dongjun had just slashed his shoulder with a spear.

He couldn't even remember how many years it had been since he had bled, or felt pain.

"Hello, Baili Dongjun, you're very kind!"

Mo Yi extended his right palm and gently pressed down, causing the entire island to tremble.

Baili Dongjun glanced at the spear in his hand and threw it out.

The Silver Moon Spear spun in the air and landed in front of Sikong Qianluo.

Sikong Qianluo picked it up and saw that the Silver Moon Spear was covered in wounds, just like the Heart Sword and the Thousand Mountains.

The three of them exchanged a glance, all on the verge of tears.

"We still have time to worry about guns. If Master and the others lose, we're all going to die here."

Tang Lian glared at the three of them and said resentfully. He had never seen such heartless people.

He had never felt so powerless, so completely unable to get involved in the battle.

"I don't think Mr. Mo Yi wants to kill anyone."

Hearing Tang Lian's words, Hua Jin spoke up rather bluntly.

"Ahem, Uncle-Master, we might be fine. That person's target is Miss Ye."

Upon hearing Hua Jin's words, Mu Chunfeng quickly offered a reminder.

Upon hearing this, Hua Jin immediately shut up in embarrassment and turned her head to the side.

Baili Dongjun floated in the air and sighed.

"That's why I say that neither swords nor guns are reliable."

In the end, it still comes down to these two fists, every punch landing with a vengeance!

Upon hearing Baili Dongjun's words, Xiao Se took a few steps forward and shouted fiercely at the sky.

"Great City Lord!"

Baili Dongjun lowered his head.

"What is it, Your Highness?"

"then."

As he spoke, Xiao Se suddenly threw the stick at his waist at Baili Dongjun.

Ever since he and the Lei brothers entered the martial arts world, Xiao Se has never shown excessive respect for anyone.

Even when encountering peerless powerhouses like the Spear Immortal Sikong Changfeng and the Confucian Sword Immortal Xie Xuan, they only showed slight respect.

But in his heart, Baili Dongjun was different.

Because Baili Dongjun is a great hero of Beili. He is a great hero acknowledged by his uncle, and he is their only hope now.

Therefore, he was willing to lend him his most important possession.

However, what was unexpected was that just as Baili Dongjun was about to demonstrate his staff skills, Mo Yi glanced at the thunder in the sky.

With a flick of his wrist, the Wuji Staff appeared in his hand.

Mo Yi gripped the Wuji Staff, and the staff rapidly lengthened.

The tip of the staff was an octagonal piece of jade, flowing with a blood-red light. The staff was covered with talismans.

Mo Yi touched the stick for a moment and spoke softly.

"Wuji Staff, many years have passed since we last met, and things have changed."

"You son of a bitch! The Wuji Staff is the treasure of Huanglong Mountain. Are you a pig?"

Lei Dong, who was keeping a close eye on the situation below, broke through his defenses upon seeing this scene, and the lightning in his hand almost dissipated.

The crowd below fell silent upon hearing Lei Dong's voice; they naturally understood what he meant.

Now it's back to its rightful owner.

They were already no match for Mo Yi, and now that Mo Yi has obtained the sect's most precious treasure, how are they supposed to fight him?

Mo Yi did not disappoint them. He slammed the Wuji Staff into the ground, creating an invisible force field.

Runes lit up on all eight sides of the jade stone simultaneously. The talismans on the staff also lit up at the same time.

The pressure was overwhelming, and even Baili Dongjun, who was bearing the brunt of it, was forced to take a half step back.

The others felt as if they had been thrown into the sea by a mud ox, their bodies under immense pressure, and even their true energy was reduced by 30%.

Xiao Se had no choice but to follow the law, unaware that there were accompanying Taoist techniques. Upon seeing them now, he almost vomited blood.

Baili Dongjun and Ji Ruofeng had known each other for many years, but they never knew that the Wuji Staff could be used in this way, and their expressions were equally unpleasant.

However, Mo Yi did not look at them at this moment, but looked at Lei Dong in mid-air.

"Are you ready?"

Upon hearing Mo Yi's words, everyone struggled to look up at Lei Dong.

Only then did they realize that the originally raging thunder had now formed a ferocious behemoth above Lei Dong's head.

"Of course, everything is ready."

However, the scenery of Penglai is hard to come by, and I am willing to try my luck at sea with you, sir.

"I'm really growing to like you more and more."

Upon hearing Lei Dong's words, Mo Yi's expression softened slightly, and the next moment she soared into the air and leaped onto the sea surface.

Lei Dong dragged the Qilin closely behind.

Upon seeing this, Baili Dongjun immediately followed, and couldn't help but speak as he looked at the terrifying thunderous beast above Lei Dong's head.

"I never expected you to have such methods. I really didn't expect it. I'm no match for you."

"It was just a clever trick, relying on favorable timing, location, and people to succeed in this move."

I can't use it on my own at all.

"This is all I have left. Whether it succeeds or fails, the rest is up to the Great City Lord."

After Lei Dong finished speaking, he suddenly accelerated and caught up with Mo Yi.