Zongwu: Invincible from Huang Rong

"Oh, with his personality, will he stop here?" Su Yun was speechless. It seemed that a lot of incredible events had happened in the Southern Song Dynasty recently, and there was a sense that the country was about to perish.

Shangguan Haitang didn't know what Su Yun was thinking, so she just shook her head and said, "Of course not. Then he went up to Tianshan Mountain and found the master of Piaomiao Pavilion."

"Legend has it that the two fought for two days and one night, and finally the Ancient Sword Spirit of the Fire Cloud Evil God, who had been missing for more than 20 years, suddenly appeared and fought one against the two, causing an avalanche on the Tianshan Mountains. The three men disappeared from then on."

"...That's really a pity." Su Yun's tone was inexplicable, and the thought in his eyes gradually became firm.

"Haitang, I will take Li Mochou and her two disciples with me first. I am going to Zhongnan Mountain. Before I leave, I must make Jinxiu Villa famous."

……

Five days later.

At the foot of Mount Zhongnan.

Su Yun brought Li Mochou and Cheng Lu sisters with him, followed by the Quanzhen disciples who had previously gone to Jinxiu Villa.

"Mt. Zhongnan is a beautiful place with pleasant scenery. Mochou, you take them back to the ancient tomb first. I will go to Wang Chongyang to seek justice and see how he taught them!" Su Yun looked at Li Mochou, who was enduring humiliation, with a gentle smile and a kind tone.

Li Mochou looked at Su Yun with complicated eyes. Although she was flirted with many times along the way, she also gained a lot of benefits from Su Yun, especially the Nine Yin Scriptures and Lingbo Weibu.

Therefore, she was temporarily unable to determine the relationship between herself and Su Yun, whether it was more about gratitude or hatred.

The only thing she could do was to take the Cheng and Lu sisters back to the Ancient Tomb Sect and try to delay the master.

"Oh!" Li Mochou sighed lightly and walked towards the back mountain with Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang.

Wait until the three of them walked away.

Su Yun put away his smile, his true energy bursting from the tip of his tongue, and he shouted loudly:

"Wang Chongyang, the Quanzhen Celestial Being, taught his disciples in a very clever way and openly stole the secret treasures from my Jinxiu Villa. I, Su Yun, am a humble man, so I came to pay my respects to him!"

Su Yun let out a long roar, and the sound could be heard all over Mount Zhongnan.

In an instant, it was like a long wind shaking the earth, clouds gathered, thunder rolled like waves, and trees in the forest broke.

Qiu Chuji and other Quanzhen disciples looked pale and their legs were trembling. If they had not supported each other's shoulders, they would have collapsed to the ground.

Li Mochou, Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang all widened their eyes. That warm and ruddy face seemed to be able to hold some strange things.

But she quickly came to her senses.

A look of determination flashed across his brows: "Let's go! Go back to the ancient tomb, at all costs, let the master run away!"

……

On Mount Zhongnan, in Chongyang Palace.

A large bell hangs in the main hall, with the statue of the Three Pure Ones facing it behind it and a white-faced Taoist priest below it.

The Taoist had a handsome face, his back was straight, and he closed his eyes and recited scriptures softly.

He looks like he is just a young man, but he has a profound and majestic bearing that makes people dare not look down on him.

Suddenly the Taoist opened his eyes, and saw the sound waves transformed from the true energy rising up the stairs. Wherever it passed, all his disciples had expressions of pain on their faces, and fell to the ground with their hands covering their heads.

An unknown rage rose in the Taoist's chest. Without waiting for the remaining five Quanzhen disciples to enter the hall, the Taoist had already flown into the sea of clouds like a wild goose, and his sharp eyes instantly captured the culprit.

And the miserable Quanzhen disciples behind him.

"How dare you bully my disciples like this?!"

"die!!!"

Chapter 49: Chongyang's Death, Forced

Wang Chongyang created Quanzhen by combining three religions into one, with the purpose of "harmony of three religions, knowing the mind and seeing the nature, and maintaining the truth alone". Therefore, when he made a move, there was the blue sea and blue sky of Taoism, the green blood and blue paintings of Confucianism, and even the glazed Buddha light of Buddhism!

Su Yun's white clothes fluttered. He straightened his chest and raised his head, taking a deep breath. Behind him, the boundless North Sea emerged. At the same time, a giant whale jumped out. He seized the opportunity and let out a roar:

"Bah!"

The rolling sound waves created endless ripples, causing the light to bend, and waves appeared out of thin air, sending the whale crashing into Wang Chongyang!

Seeing this, Wang Chongyang suddenly calmed down. A golden goose seemed to appear behind him, and a thick purple aura surrounded the golden goose, wrapping up its figure and falling down.

boom! ! !

When the golden goose and the giant whale collided, the entire Zhongnan Mountain was shaking, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting apart.

Billowing waves of air rose up, and Qiu Chuji and his men all fell to the ground with miserable looks on their faces, covering their ears with their hands and screaming.

They are deaf!

The next moment, a domineering sword energy flashed across, the clouds dissipated, and everything was silent, as if a sword had cut the vocal cords of the world.

Su Yun held the Tianzui in his hand and looked at the white-faced Taoist priest opposite him. His eyes were full of indifference, without any emotion at all.

“Your Excellency has a good trick!” Wang Chongyang staggered to his feet, supporting himself with the long sword in his hand. He was still a white-faced Taoist priest, but this white had become pale and dreadful.

After exhaling three times in one breath, Wang Chongyang's complexion looked much better, and the redness on his cheeks gave people the illusion that he had recovered.

"We are both from the Dao sect. You are so ruthless. Aren't you afraid of being criticized by fellow Daoists all over the world?"

"Abidao three swords!"

Su Yun had no intention of engaging in verbal battle with Wang Chongyang, and simply used [No Space] to kill him instantly.

After receiving the knife, he said:

"I'm not a Taoist priest!"

Su Yun had no power to resist Wang Chongyang and was not surprised at all.

His fighting power is far beyond his realm. Although he is only a second-level celestial being, he has heavenly-level skills and martial arts in his hands. Even if a third-level celestial being comes, he can fight head-on.

What’s more, Wang Chongyang is a first-level celestial being!

at this time.

A red shadow came from the back mountain like the wind, as bright as fire and as bright as clouds, and in an instant it was beside Wang Chongyang.

"Wang Chongyang, are you alright?"

“It’s gone.”

Su Yun looked at the dazed Lin Chaoying, a strong sexual interest rising in his eyes, and he licked his lips.

Genghis Khan, the lord of the steppes, once said: "The greatest pleasure in life is to kill all the enemies, rob them of all their property, watch their relatives weep, ride their horses, and rob their wives and daughters."

Su Yun deeply agreed.

Lin Chaoying had an extremely beautiful face, even Wang Yuyan, who was known as the Fairy Sister, was not as beautiful as her.

Under the phoenix coronet and bridal robe, was a head of smooth black hair and a well-proportioned figure. There was nothing too outstanding about her, but everything was just right, especially the pair of eyes filled with hatred, which made Su Yun feel inexplicably excited.

"He died peacefully with one knife."

Seeing Lin Chaoying put down Wang Chongyang's body, Su Yun was still provoking her. At the same time, his true energy was quietly circulating, and his palm was gathering strength for the Seven Profound Slashes.

Lin Chaoying's bright eyes were filled with tears, hatred, anger and other emotions.

But she still wanted to know clearly what ridiculous reason Wang Chongyang died under.

"Wang Chongyang has not left the mountain for many years. How did he offend you to the point of taking his life?"

Su Yun smiled faintly, his eyes lingering on Lin Chaoying. The obscene movements, with the blessing of his handsome appearance, became an appreciation of beauty.

"Before you came, I killed him for fame; but now that you are here, the reason has changed."

"what?"

"I want you."

Su Yun took a step, neither hurried nor slow, towards Lin Chaoying, chattering non-stop.

They were probably things like "Ji, you are so beautiful", "I have been thinking about you for two and a half years", "Wang Chongyang would be a waste if he didn't pick the flowers".

Lin Chaoying waited quietly for Su Yun to walk towards her. The murderous intent and disgust in her intelligent eyes became more and more intense, but she still held back.

Until Su Yun was seven steps away from her.

Lin Chaoying finally moved!

The long sword that had been ready was handed out and stabbed towards Su Yun's forehead with swiftness and invisibility.

The vitality of celestial beings is far beyond people's imagination. Even if their hearts are pierced, they can still retain a breath.

If you want to kill with one blow, you have to target the head!

But Su Yun's strength was already overwhelming Lin Chaoying, and he had anticipated this, so he did not panic. Instead, he broke Lin Chaoying's sword with a Seven-Spin Slash and chopped it down with his backhand.

Lin Chaoying felt as if she was trapped in a whirlpool, with surging sword energy coming from all directions, continuously striking her body.

As my heart felt cold, a chill invaded from the outside.

This allowed Lin Chaoying to quickly break away from the true meaning of the Seven Rotation Slash technique.

Just as his eyes regained clarity, he saw Su Yun, who was looking at him jokingly and smiling.

Lin Chaoying wanted to move again.

But Su Yun said:

"I've cut off your clothes. If you want to fight me naked, go ahead."

what? !

Only then did Lin Chaoying realize that although her wedding dress looked normal on the surface, it had actually been chopped into pieces. It was only because the opponent's knife was too fast and had the inner energy attached to it that it remained in its original state.

Lin Chaoying knew that even if she took action again, the gap in strength between them was too great and it would be impossible for her to avenge Wang Chongyang.

Therefore, he could only sullenly scold: "Kill him if you want, cut him up if you want, to do such a wicked thing, don't you have any women in your family?"

"You're really fierce, but I like you. Let's make a deal. You can do whatever I want to you within seven days. If one day I'm not satisfied, I'll hang Wang Chongyang's body at the gate of Quanzhen Mountain for seven days."

"You are shameless!"

Lin Chaoying's eyes were red with anger. It was hard to imagine. The young man in front of her had clear features and a gentle temperament. He looked like a child of a famous family. How could he have such a vicious mind?

Su Yun shook his head. "I killed your beloved and took away your innocence. Can't you scold me a little more harshly?"

Lin Chaoying's image and temperament are too domineering. Rather than being submissive like a little woman, Su Yun would rather see her with a cold face, contempt in her eyes, and constant scolding, but she has to listen to him and do things that go against her conscience.

But Lin Chaoying couldn't curse.

She came from a family of officials and fell in love with Wang Chongyang at first sight. She then followed him into the mountains and never traveled around the world, so she had never seen such a shameless person.

Su Yun thought Lin Chaoying was embarrassed, so he raised his hand to remove a piece of the wedding dress, and then moved closer, smelling the fragrance of kapok flowers, and pressed:

"You don't want to tell me? What about now? If you don't want me to execute you on the spot, curse me loudly."

"How dare you! Shameless villain! Despicable and mean..."

Lin Chaoying had never suffered such humiliation before, and had never heard such a request before. She was so angry that she started cursing.

But having never been exposed to the vulgar language of the common people, Lin Chaoying's insults were bookish and not particularly hurtful, and she soon ran out of words.

As for the things she quoted from classics later, they were too profound and Su Yun couldn't understand them at all.

I can only say that Li Mochou is still the best in this regard.

“Forget it, I’ll let you go, but it’s a pity to lose Wang Chongyang’s body and the Quanzhen Taoist tradition. It’s such a good inheritance, but it’s a pity that it’s blocked the way.”

Su Yun spoke slowly, carefully observing Lin Chaoying's expression, and deliberately chopped Wang Chongyang, but in fact it was Qiu Chuji's body, with a knife.

"No!" Lin Chaoying did not dare to move. She only heard a muffled sound and subconsciously thought that Su Yun was humiliating Wang Chongyang's body. She could not help but feel sad and burst into tears:

"I promise you."

"I changed my mind. Seven days is not enough. I want a month from you."

"it is good."

Lin Chaoying did not hesitate. After Wang Chongyang's body was placed, she committed suicide!

No matter how despicable the man in front of him is, what can he do when faced with a corpse?

Chapter 50: End of the Southern Song Dynasty

In the ancient tomb.

Lin Chaoying's eyes were unfocused, and she stared straight up into the sky, letting Xiaolongnu beside her take care of her like a little adult.