Chapter 538

"Ding!"

The two blades collided, force erupted, sparks flew in all directions, and Chixia hung steadily in midair.

The blade Li Li Haoran swung bent into an arc, as if about to snap, emitting a cracking sound of being unable to bear the load.

"How is this possible..." Li Li Haoran's expression changed drastically, his face filled with horror.

He felt that the handsome young man opposite him was not human at all, but a humanoid ferocious beast, a primitive alien species that had walked out of the ancient era.

The opponent's aura and cultivation base were undoubtedly at the small success stage of Marrow Cleansing, yet his immense strength was vast as the sea, fierce as a charging thunder, actually stronger than him, who had reached the great success stage of Marrow Cleansing.

He felt his arms tremble, his Hukou go numb, and his qi and blood churn uncontrollably.

A simple block actually had the tendency to shake the semi-spiritual weapon in his hand away, as if the strength of the two was not on the same level.

Involuntarily, he retreated backward along the path he came, leaving footprints two or three inches deep along the way, his internal organs subtly shifting.

At this moment, Xie Xie Chengyou, who also possessed a great success stage Marrow Cleansing cultivation base, arrived beside Xu Yang, his body's aura surging like a tide, his bones and tendons resonating together.

A red fist aura, like a burning flame, carrying suffocating pressure, smashed through and struck the soft area under Xu Yang's armpit.

He knew Xu Yang must have cultivated a superior Duan Ti Gong Fa, otherwise it would be impossible to possess the divine strength capable of driving Li Li Haoran back.

But no matter what cultivation method it was, no matter how much one cultivated, the armpit was relatively the weakest point, the easiest place to break through.

This punch condensed all his lifetime's aura; it was his strongest punch, possessing the power to destroy mountains and sever peaks.

Xu Yang's gaze was cold, his expression unchanged; naturally, he had been guarding against Xie Xie Chengyou all along.

His entire body's bones and tendons roared, his great tendons tightened like bowstrings, and between his arm drawing back and snapping forward, it was like a great spear thrusting out, striking Xie Xie Chengyou's incoming fist with precision.

"Bang!"

The two fists collided, emitting a dull sound like striking iron; golden aura and red aura clashed, and the scattered force spun and swept outward, peeling up the ground layer by layer, sending dust and smoke shooting into the sky.

The Bright King does not move, immovable as a mountain!

Xu Yang was like an eternal, towering mountain that could not be shaken, his posture straight as a spear, not moving a single inch; only his hair danced in the forceful wind, and his robes fluttered.

Xie Xie Chengyou's face changed drastically; he felt as if he had punched a great mountain, and the terrifying rebound force rolled back, almost shaking his bones apart.

Furthermore, a sharp, knife-like aura shattered his own aura like destroying withered wood, blasting into his body; in an instant, his meridians were twisted into a thousand holes and a hundred cracks by this terrifying aura, his flesh and blood cracked, dense fissures crawled all over his fist and arm, blood seeping everywhere, and the vast power seemed ready to shake him to death alive.

"Ah..."

Intense, excruciating pain contorted his facial features, and he could not help but let out a mournful, piercing wail.

Xie Xie Chengyou's vision went black, losing control of his aura and body, and he retreated involuntarily.

Xu Yang's gaze was cold; the other hand holding Chixia did not hesitate for a second and swung at this very moment.

Chixia turned into a streak of red light slicing horizontally through the air, so fast the naked eye could barely capture it, and in an instant it landed on Xie Xie Chengyou's neck.

"Puchi!"

The sour sound of a sharp blade cutting bone rang out; the top-tier semi-spiritual weapon Chixia encountered almost no resistance as it sliced across Xie Xie Chengyou's neck, and the head, still wearing a face full of pain, immediately flew up into the sky, spinning and tumbling in the air before falling to the ground with a "plop."

Until death, he had not realized his eyes had been killed; his final consciousness was still immersed in the previous pain.

The headless corpse stiffened, blood spraying from the neck like a fountain, and a rain of blood fell around them.

"Xu Xu Laoer..."

Li Li Haoran, who had just suppressed his churning qi and blood, saw this miserable and terrifying scene, his eyes bloodshot, and could not help but let out a grief-stricken roar.

The Four Evils of Wushan had roamed the Yunling Mountain Range for many years, ambushing and killing countless people; even several inner disciples of the Ziyang Sect had died at their hands, and they had never thought there would be such a day.

A young man they originally did not even place in their eyes had, in an instant, cut down the three of them, leaving them with no power to fight back.

Li Li Haoran's heart was filled with grief and regret at this moment, along with a fear that chilled his bones, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

He, who was called a villain, was now frightened by such decisive and ruthless methods; the person before him was the true villain.

"Don't you like killing people? I thought you would enjoy such a scene; kill people and leave, yet you still want to kill me as well."

Xu Yang kicked the headless, blood-spraying corpse away with one foot and strode toward Li Li Haoran, whose liver and gallbladder seemed ready to split.

"How is it possible for you to be so strong?" Li Li Haoran's voice trembled slightly.

This is only the fifth on the Top Ten Heroes List, yet he kills those with great success stage Marrow Cleansing cultivation like slaughtering chickens and dogs; if the talents of Ziyang Sect disciples are all like this, how dare they act recklessly on Ziyang Sect's territory?

"Nothing is impossible!"

Xu Yang's voice was like coming from an ice hell, making Li Li Haoran's scalp go numb and sending shivers down his spine.

Knowing he was no match for Xu Yang, Li Li Haoran did not hesitate for a second; his aura exploded beneath his feet, and he turned into a streak of red light and fled.

"Fleeing for what? Your three brothers are waiting for you below."

However, before his body could even launch upward, Xu Yang's voice already sounded beside his ear, and the sharp aura made him feel as if thorns were at his back.

"Ah..."

Li Li Haoran waved the semi-spiritual weapon in his hand like a madman, trying to force Xu Yang back with it, sweeping a wave of blade light in all directions.

"Puchi!"

Chixia precisely avoided all the blade light; only a wrist holding a blade was seen flying high into the air, and the vast blade light instantly dissipated.

Blood Prison Heart Blade Sutra: When the heart arrives, the blade arrives.

"Ah!"

A mournful wail rang out; Li Li Haoran clutched his severed hand and looked at Xu Yang in terror.

Xu Yang's expression was cold; Chixia turned into a line of blood and stabbed out, the blade tip piercing the air and creating visible ripples, with continuous whistling sounds.

With life and death hanging by a thread, Li Li Haoran ignored the pain of his severed hand and desperately shifted his body sideways, trying to avoid this blade thrusting straight into his heart.

But before his body could even move, the lightning-fast blade had already pierced him straight through the heart, the blade tip emerging from his back.

The powerful life force, like a deflated ball, quickly withered.

Li Li Haoran's face turned ashen, and the light in his eyes vanished.

Xu Yang, expressionless, withdrew the blade and stepped back; blood sprayed from the blade's edge, Li Li Haoran fell down powerless, his limbs twitched a few times, and soon there was no movement.

Glancing toward the mine tunnel to confirm no one was watching, he grabbed the corpses of Li Li Haoran and Xie Xie Chengyou, rushed toward Moon Lake, and threw them in with great force.

A martial artist who had perfected Bone Washing possessed a solid body, with bones harder than iron, and sank directly to the bottom of the lake.

Following the same method, he tossed the corpses of Li Li Haoning and Xie Xie Chenglin into Moon Lake as well, then returned to the mine to hide the half-spirit weapons of Li Li Haoran and the Bone Washing expert from the Song family before entering the mine tunnel to find Zhou Jiang and the others.

"The Four Evils of Wushan have left; the mine is safe, and you may come out," Xu Yang said.

Zhou Jiang asked with concern, "Senior Brother Xu, did the Four Evils of Wushan harm you?"

Xu Yang shook his head. "I was overthinking it earlier. They killed Song Song Wenxuan and the others before leaving and did not engage in combat."

Zhou Jiang and the others all breathed a sigh of relief. Not engaging in combat meant the Black Iron had not been seized; now they would see how Xu Yang handled the matter of Song Song Wenxuan and the others being killed.

The group followed Xu Yang out of the mine tunnel again. Seeing the devastation on the ground and the corpses of Liu Liu Xunjiang and the others, they could not help but feel fortunate.

Had Xu Yang not taken the lead, they would likely have become another among the corpses.

"Senior Brother Xu, how should we handle this matter next? Speak your word, and we will all follow you."

Zhou Jiang took the lead in clasping his fists, and the others followed suit.

Those who ascended the Dragon and entered the Ziyang Sect during the Trial Assembly were no fools.

Regarding today's events, if no one pursued the matter, it would simply be Liu Liu Xunjiang seeking his own death and bringing trouble upon himself.

If someone did pursue it and charged them with cowardice in battle, the Zong Sect could execute them on the spot.

Whether someone would pursue it depended on whether Xu Yang could withstand the pressure; thus, if they wished to live, they had to follow Xu Yang's arrangements.

"Report everything exactly as it happened. Liu Liu Xunjiang meddled where he should not have; his death is deserved. We avoided provoking the Four Evils of Wushan for the sake of the mine, which was a wise move. If the Zong Sect punishes anyone, they will punish me first. You all go collect the corpses first," Xu Yang said.

Except for the matter of killing the Four Evils of Wushan, he did not intend to conceal anything else and would report the truth to the Ziyang Sect.

He had already shifted all responsibility away from himself earlier, so he had no fear of the Zong Sect pursuing the matter. Concealing the truth would be unwise, as Liu Liu Xunjiang's death could not be hidden.

When Elder Liu Liu Qingyuan investigated, so many people could not withstand the pressure of an Elder; the truth would be uncovered very easily, which would only cause trouble later.

As long as they passed the Zong Sect's scrutiny, he would simply deal with Elder Liu Liu Qingyuan cautiously. He could not save Liu Liu Xunjiang, and given the previous events, enmity with Elder Liu Liu Qingyuan had become inevitable.

"Yes!"

Zhou Jiang and the others were momentarily stunned, then realized the matter could not be concealed at all; reporting the truth was the only wise course.

After all, Xu Yang was the fifth of the Ten Heroes and a disciple of Elder Elder Huoyun. With him taking the lead, if the Zong Sect did not punish Xu Yang, they naturally would not punish them either.

If Xu Yang were punished, they could only accept their bad luck; no matter how things developed, it would be better than dying here now.