A man stands before the heavens, his sword emerges from the Emei Mountains.

Chapter 109 The Laughing Buddha, Stealing a Sheep While It's Found

The entire forest seemed to sway in the mountains and fields. Yang Xiao's long sword seemed to retract in a phantom-like motion, and then he slashed out with even more ferocity.

Blood splattered across the sky, and the arm of the Five Poisons Church Master flew high into the air.

He caught a falling steel knife and, with a few swift movements, slashed it across the bodies of the attacking men, leaving streaks of blood.

In the dim light, Xia Jingzhe, who had fought Yang Xiao for more than ten moves in the forest, pounced. Yang Xiao's twin swords flew out, one of which slashed at the head of the Five Poisons Sect leader, while the other flew horizontally and spun half a circle around the neck of a Bilin Cave disciple, whose head rolled to the ground like a watermelon.

While Chen Yu and his group were fighting Lian Zhenjia, Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, Tang Yang, and others were also fighting against two groups of people led by Wei Changning, the vice leader of the Five Poisons Sect.

Yang Xiao traveled the martial world without ever carrying a weapon, yet he could easily seize knives, swords, and spears, and his mastery of these techniques was so profound that even the Five Poisons Sect Master and other leaders who had devoted half their lives to these weapons would be ashamed.

Xia Jingzhe approached like a ghost, and the two clashed again. The oppressive feeling coming from all directions grew in the heart of the Vice Leader of the Five Poisons Sect. He felt that Yang Xiao's every move and palm strike carried an irresistible binding force, like a vortex, which could not only disrupt his own energy but also deviate from his sword style. He had never had this feeling when fighting Miejue.

Yang Xiao was also evaluating Xia Jingzhe's martial arts skills, which were no less than those of the Five Wanderers, Shuobude. His swordsmanship was particularly tricky and unpredictable, and his movement and reactions during the fight were outstanding.

"ah----"

A hysterical scream suddenly came from the direction of the valley. Xia Jingzhe's heart skipped a beat. Yang Xiao's figure shuttled back and forth in the layers of sword light drawn by the snake sword. He keenly sensed the change in the other party's mind and said, "My purpose is not the Five Poisons Sect. You are just attracted here by that brat Chen Yu. The more fiercely you fight with me, the more it benefits that brat."

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Xia Jingzhe abruptly sheathed his sword and floated several feet away. Yang Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, not giving chase.

"Go!" Xia Jingzhe turned and disappeared into the forest. The Five Poisons Sect members jumped out of the battle and followed closely behind. In a slightly farther direction, Wei Changning scattered a handful of Azure Phosphorus Needles and turned to leave, thinking it was the best course of action.

"Can you leave?"

Wei Yixiao gave a sinister smile, his figure appearing swiftly and mysteriously beside Wei Changning. He slapped the other's waist and ribs, and the master of Bilin Cave felt a chill spread through him instantly. He swayed and fell to the ground.

Yang Xiao ignored Wei Yixiao's gaze and looked towards the valley, where he saw Yunze with a severed arm and Lian Zhenjia injured, both fleeing.

"Hey!"

Yang Xiao sighed inwardly. That's how the martial world is sometimes. You can't see the road ahead, and you can also guess the future wrongly. What was originally a good show of sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight was ruined by that brat Chen Yu, who even gained strong reinforcements.

Yang Xiao's gaze swept over Chen Yu, Miejue, and the woman in yellow in turn. The moment his gaze returned, his figure flickered and disappeared into the forest.

Bai Xilou quickly walked to Wei Yixiao's side. "Bat King, the sect leader and Yunze have been defeated. The Five Poisons Sect has a lot of treasures and techniques obtained from tomb raiding. Not only does the Five Immortals Wine enhance one's power, it should also be able to counteract the cold poison."

Wei Yi smiled arrogantly, quite appreciating Bai Xilou's attitude of "a wise man submits to circumstances".

"Envoy Tang, please lead this old man to retreat."

"Bat King is at ease."

"Let's go." Wei Yixiao's figure disappeared into Changchun Valley, with Bai Xilou following closely behind. The two figures vanished into the dense forest one after the other.

Lian Zhenjia's departure didn't actually have a significant impact on the Five Poisons Sect members, as they had never even seen her before. However, the escape of Yunze, Xia Jingzhe, and the whip-wielding woman directly led to the sect's collapse and its members scattering.

The disciples of the Emei and Hengshan sects were all elites, not to mention the presence of Yu Lianzhou and the bloodthirsty Yin Liting, both masters of the time. In an instant, the Five Poisons Sect members were slaughtered and turned into a tumbling mass.

Chen Yu joined forces with the woman in yellow to injure Lian Zhenjia. Their final combined sword strike was incredibly powerful, but he was forced back by Lian Zhenjia's powerful internal force in a desperate counterattack, and he could still smell a foul odor in his senses.

After a few breaths, Chen Yu calmed his blood and qi, and then noticed something unusual. The power of Elder Yuan and Sect Leader Shao, who had fought Lian Zhenjia, seemed to have been reduced, while he, his master, and the woman in yellow were unaffected. He suddenly realized the reason.

He, his master, Ji Xiaofu, and others had drunk the Five Immortals Wine, which had the effect of restraining the Poison Palm. The woman in yellow had a constitution that resisted poison, which must be related to drinking honey and eating snake gall.

What a stroke of luck!

Chen Yu's thoughts returned to the present. In front of him, the woman in yellow had already chased after Lian Zhenjia and gone far away. He saw that the other party was unpredictable and elusive. In the blink of an eye, she had moved more than ten feet away as if she had changed her position. Her speed was no less than that of Wei Yixiao.

Chen Yu guided his Qi with his mind, and the Nine Yang Internal Force formed a cycle along the unique route of the integrated "Three Folds of the Swimming Dragon" and "Somersault of the Ape". With a sway of his body, Qi surged out like waves, and he flew up the grass in eight steps, rushing towards Changchun Valley like lightning.

The battle spread across the mountains and fields. Members of the Five Poisons Sect rushed forward, and Chen Yu's Gentleman's Sword flashed with a black light as the opponent's longsword and arm flew into the sky.

"This sword is truly excellent, no less powerful than the Heaven-Slaying Sword." Chen Yu exclaimed in admiration. He spurred his feet forward, advancing with unstoppable momentum. As he left most of the sounds of battle behind, he saw rows upon rows of wooden buildings and stone chambers.

Chen Yu looked at the buildings scattered around under the pale moonlight, unsure of where to begin.

Suddenly he muttered to himself, "I've got it!"

Chen Yu thought of the tomb raiding notes of the demonic monk Yunze, which contained a lot of text about feng shui and divination. Yunze knew it, and Lian Zhenjia was also proficient in it. How could the Five Poisons Sect's headquarters be built haphazardly?

Chen Yu observed the situation closely.

Sure enough.

The Wuling Mountains stretch to Changchun Valley, where three prominent hills, like flower petals, encircle the headquarters of the Five Poisons Sect. Upon closer inspection, the landscape is picturesque, with verdant mountains and babbling brooks. Wooden buildings and stone houses, built along the mountains and streams, form a dragon-like shape. Two streams converge on either side of the mountains in front of the "dragon's head." At the dragon's head stands a solitary wooden building, which, according to Yunze's notes, is the "dragon pearl." Behind it, a winding stream flows, spanned by two figure-eight shaped stone bridges, representing the "dragon's whiskers."

"It's a 'dragon playing with a pearl' feng shui formation."

Chen Yu chuckled softly and used his movement technique to head straight for the wooden building where the "Dragon Ball" was located.

The lanterns hanging under the eaves of the wooden building cast orange shadows on the bluestone slabs. Chen Yu landed silently, leaping over the soft light, and stood beneath the gatehouse, sword in hand, moving forward.

The gentleman's sword in his hand was pitch black and had no luster, so there was no need to hide it behind him to avoid being reflected by the lantern. In the battle between masters, it was a matter of seizing a single opportunity. Life and death sometimes depended on details that were easily overlooked.

The gray wooden door was half-open. Chen Yu somersaulted down to the second floor and disappeared through the window. In the dim moonlight, a monk carrying a bag was about to step downstairs.

Chen Yu and the monk were both taken aback.

The monk quickly scanned Chen Yu, roughly determining whether he was a member of the Five Poisons Sect. He smiled kindly and said, "First come, first served. I'll go first, you take your time."

"it is good."

Suddenly, the monk's figure loomed over, a bag appearing in his right hand, which enveloped Chen Yu.

Chen Yu leaped into the air, his figure flashing over the monk's head in an instant. He then drew his sword with a backhand, the Gentleman's Sword trailing a trail of black light, so fast that it was impossible for the eye to catch it.

"Bang!"

The cloth bag the monk was carrying burst open, scattering porcelain bottles, precious medicines, and books all over the ground.

"Well done, lad." The monk's voice was a mixture of praise, anger, and the humiliation of being outmaneuvered. His burly figure spun around, moving and swaying strangely within a radius of about ten feet. The cloth bag in his hand swirled up a wave of gale-force winds that swept towards Chen Yu.

With a sharp, piercing sound, the Gentleman's Sword plunged into the vortex of the cloth bag. Chen Yu flicked his wrist, causing the sword to twist rapidly. The cloth bag, of unknown origin, became entangled with the sword, yet remained intact.

This monk is one of the Five Wanderers, the Unspeakable One, the Universe One Qi Bag? As soon as Chen Yu thought this, he pushed forward with his right hand and rushed out in an instant. The internal energy in his dantian flowed through his meridians, over his crotch and back, into his elbows and arms. The energy was like a surging river stored in his fingertips. His left fingertip touched the monk's left chest, as if striking leather. His knuckles struck, his fists pounded, and his hands swung, landing four strikes in one palm on the opponent.

With four loud thuds, his figure floated away like a sack, landing at the window.

"I've never seen such a cunning person as you, even though I've roamed the martial world."

Dust filled the air, and before he could speak, his teeth were stained crimson.

"Coincidentally, I have met a few sanctimonious monks."

"Sharp-tongued and quick-witted." He couldn't help but grin.

"Could it be you?" The monk leaned against the window, his outline clear, and could be seen distinctly in the moonlight and lamplight. His questioning voice suddenly came from the night.

Chen Yu's heart skipped a beat; Wei Yixiao had arrived.

He was confident he could win in a one-on-one fight, though he was slightly inferior to Wei Yixiao, but still strong enough to protect himself. However, when the two opponents joined forces, he was no match and was immediately at a disadvantage.

It must be said that, in the present day, his lightness skill is absolutely unparalleled.

Chen Yu forced herself to calm down.

"It's all for you, you old bat. I'm looking for some elixirs and precious medicines for you. I've met an interesting young man."

"Are they disciples of the Emei Sect?"

"Hey kid, you're a disciple of the Emei Sect."

"boom!"

The wooden floor beneath Chen Yu's feet suddenly shattered into pieces, and he plummeted to the ground.

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