Chapter 14

"I, Fang Fang Fang Yeyu, said it!"

Once the words were spoken, the tone was sonorous, decisive, and dominantly peerless!

Mount Zhongnan, Quanzhen Sect, in the Wang Wang Chongyang Palace.

"Master, it's bad, hundreds or thousands of martial artists are rushing up!"

A Quanzhen disciple immediately reported the situation.

"Sure enough! These martial artists gathering at the foot of the mountain have no good intentions."

Qiu Chuji snorted coldly, his expression very displeased.

These martial artists gathering at the foot of Mount Zhongnan had long been discovered by the Quanzhen Sect, and they had no intention of hiding it at all.

First, the Western Venom Ouyang Feng broke into the mountain, and now many martial artists were killing their way toward Quanzhen.

The Western Venom Ouyang Feng was one thing; after all, he was a Heaven and Man martial artist, but these martial artists also dared to kill their way toward Quanzhen?!

Who gave them the courage?!

"Disciples, follow me to meet the enemy!"

The Quanzhen Sect Master Ma Yu gave an order and was the first to walk out of the Wang Wang Chongyang Palace.

"Kill! Kill into the Wang Wang Chongyang Palace and seize the Quanzhen secret manuals!"

"Brothers, there are countless secret manuals in Quanzhen, and it is said that there is also the supreme technique for Wang Wang Wang Chongyang to achieve the Heaven and Man stage! Kill!"

"Wang Wang Wang Chongyang is dead! The mere Seven Immortals of Quanzhen can be destroyed with a flip of the hand, charge!"

"First destroy Quanzhen, then enter the Ancient Tomb! It is rumored that the Ancient Tomb Sect has peerless beauties, ranked on the Beauty List!"

"..."

Torches soared into the sky, shouts of killing rose everywhere, and one figure after another came from the foot of Mount Zhongnan, rushing toward the Quanzhen Sect.

"Heh! A bunch of rabble, not knowing life from death!"

"Disciples, form the Small Heavenly Cycle Big Dipper Array!"

Ma Yu's expression remained unchanged. Looking at the countless figures rushing over, he waved his large sleeve and gave a light shout.

"Yes!"

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Forty-nine Quanzhen disciples moved, jumping out, holding long swords, standing according to the Big Dipper Seven Stars. Sword light flickered, resembling starlight crisscrossing.

These forty-nine Quanzhen disciples were all Innate martial artists.

At this moment, forty-nine auras were almost combined into one. Under the illumination of the starlight, it was as if a star field had been formed.

"Those who trespass on Quanzhen, die!"

Chi chi chi!

Sword light surged, accompanied by bursts of starlight. These forty-nine Quanzhen disciples charged directly into the crowd, their long swords waving, and one figure after another died.

In a short while, more than a hundred martial artists died on the spot, including several Master-level martial artists.

"This... how is this possible?!"

"Is this the Heaven-Governing Big Dipper Array of the Quanzhen Sect?! Forty-nine Innate martial artists joining forces, and even Master martial artists are not their match?!"

"..."

This bloody turn of events immediately frightened many martial artists who had broken into Quanzhen, and they couldn't help but stop in their tracks.

But with this stop, some martial artists behind, not knowing the situation in front, and also fearing that the secret manuals and treasures would be snatched by the martial artists in front, all struggled forward, not daring to be slow.

This struggle forward immediately knocked the martial artists in front to the ground.

"Ouch! Ouch!"

"Who is it! Don't you have eyes?!"

"Why are you charging! If you want to die, go die yourself, don't drag me with you!"

"..."

The martial artists standing in front couldn't help but shout and scold, noisy and restless.

"A bunch of rabble, and you dare to trespass on my Quanzhen Sect?!"

"Get out!"

The Long-Spring True Person Qiu Chuji, seeing this scene, showed a look of disdain and spoke coldly.

He thought the martial artists breaking into Quanzhen were how powerful, but in the end... they were so vulnerable.

They didn't even have a Grandmaster-level martial artist.

Of course, there were indeed many Master martial artists.

If it were before this, relying only on Quanzhen disciples, plus the Big Dipper Array, they naturally wouldn't be able to stop these hundreds or thousands of martial artists and more than a dozen Master martial artists.

But the current Quanzhen Sect was no longer the previous Quanzhen Sect.

Having taken the Essence-Nurturing Pills and practiced the Small Heavenly Cycle Big Dipper Array, forty-nine Innate martial artists couldn't contend with a Grandmaster, but for some ordinary Masters, killing them was like killing chickens.

Plus the favorable terrain of Quanzhen, let alone hundreds or thousands of martial artists, even if an army attacked the mountain, they wouldn't be able to destroy the Quanzhen Sect.

After all, although there weren't many Quanzhen disciples, they couldn't compare to the Beggar Sect, which was spread all over the world with tens of thousands; nor could they compare to the Ming Cult, which specifically rose up and rebelled, but there were still hundreds of Quanzhen disciples.

These hundreds of Quanzhen disciples naturally couldn't all be Innate martial artists, but about a hundred Innate martial artists could be gathered.

After the true qi of the Quanzhen disciples of the first Small Heavenly Cycle Big Dipper Array was exhausted, there was a second Small Heavenly Cycle Big Dipper Array, and with the Essence-Nurturing Pills, there was no need to worry about a protracted war.

"Not leaving?!"

"Then die!"

Seeing that the crowd of martial artists was still hesitating and not moving, Qiu Chuji couldn't help it. He stepped forward, and the pressure of a Grandmaster spread out.

"Kill!"

The crowd of Quanzhen martial artists roared, the sound of killing shaking the universe.

"Grandmaster?! Isn't he a half-step Grandmaster?! How could... retreat! Retreat quickly!"

"First there was the array blocking, killing more than a hundred fellow practitioners, then a Grandmaster appeared... This Quanzhen Sect is worthy of being the Daoist lineage of the Central Divine Power Wang Wang Wang Chongyang; its foundation cannot be underestimated."

"Let's go! Unless a Grandmaster strikes, otherwise we... sigh!"

"What is going on?! Wasn't it said that after Wang Wang Wang Chongyang died, the Quanzhen Sect would have no backbone to hold it up?! When did this Qiu Chuji break through to Grandmaster?!"

"..."

Seeing this scene, the crowd of martial artists who had broken into the mountain couldn't help but show bitter smiles. Some martial artists were quick-witted, said nothing, turned around, and walked down the mountain.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Just then, a sound like thunder descended, followed by one scream after another.

"Ah! This is... crossbows?!"

"Help!"

"There is an ambush at the foot of the mountain, we've been tricked!"

"..."

The sounds stopped abruptly, and there was no more noise.

"Sure enough, there is a mastermind behind these martial artists... I just don't know if it's the White Camel Villa, the Jin State, or..."

Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji, and the other Seven Immortals of Quanzhen saw this and showed expressions of "as expected," but their brows were tightly furrowed.

"Troubled times!"

"Master is in seclusion, wanting to break through to the Land Immortal realm, and as a result... sigh!"

Ma Yu's expression was calm, but he was somewhat worried in his heart.

After all, the scene of Wang Wang Wang Chongyang breaking through to the Land Immortal realm before, only to be ambushed and almost dying, was still fresh in his memory.

Step! Step! Step!

A sound of neat footsteps rang out, seemingly mixed with the sounds of metal and weapons.

Not long after, hundreds of figures appeared, surrounding more than a dozen men in different attire.

Among these hundreds of figures, the first three rows of nearly fifty people wore heavy armor and held golden spears; they were heavy infantry.

And behind these heavy infantry were more than a hundred archers holding crossbows.

"Great Great Great Yuan Grandmaster, Little Demon Master Fang Fang Fang Yeyu!"

Ma Yu's expression changed drastically, looking at the refined man surrounded in the very center, and he slowly exhaled a cold breath.