Chapter 181: Uh, this works too!

The next day.

On the fifteenth floor of the Dengtian Pavilion, a hole was suddenly broken open, and a thunderbolt soared into the sky. Dark clouds immediately covered the sky over Snow Moon City, with lightning and thunder.

"I shake the universe with the Nine Heavens Startling Thunder, and break the sky for ninety thousand miles with one finger!"

From the hole broken in the fifteenth floor of the pavilion, one could see a middle-aged man raising his hand to draw thunder, treating the heavenly thunder as a toy, playing with it at will in his hand.

He turned his head to look at Li Fansong, who was in a somewhat disheveled state:

"Little Daoist, is your master Zhao Yuzhen, or Zhao Haizhen?"

"My master is Zhao Yuzhen."

The middle-aged man, who was Lei Yunhe, sneered:

"It is indeed the temperament of that guy, always lazy and not loving fame, let alone taking any disciples, so that people in the Jianghu have never seen his true face."

Li Fansong thought for a moment and asked tentatively:

"Senior, do you know my Martial Uncle?"

"Not only do I know him, but there is also an unfinished grudge," Lei Yunhe said with an expressionless face:

"My Lei Sect ancestors once held a ceremony of sealing the sword and hanging the blade, so they did not allow later disciples to use swords or blades, and could only focus on the practice of gunpowder, fist techniques, and finger techniques."

"At first, I mistakenly thought that Lei Hong violated the ancestral teachings because of the Dao Sword Immortal of Wangcheng Mountain, so I came to find Zhao Yuzhen."

"As a result, the world thought I was injured by him, but I knew in my heart that I was injured by the most unfathomable Zhao Haizhen."

"Hehe, he didn't even show his face, and with one word, he stirred up the chaotic meridians in my body, causing my true Qi to flow backward, making my internal energy backfire and letting the Nine Heavens Startling Thunder pour back into my own body. What a Yellow Millet Immortal."

Lei Yunhe stared at Li Fansong:

"Is Zhao Haizhen still on Wangcheng Mountain?"

A glimmer of strange light appeared in Li Fansong's eyes, and he nodded:

"Still there, it hasn't changed all these years, sleeping on the mountain all day long—"

"Good, I will go to Wangcheng Mountain again to see if the Yellow Millet Immortal can break my martial arts with one word again."

Lei Yunhe collected his momentum while speaking. After the sky returned to calm, he disappeared into the horizon in an instant.

"Martial—"

Lei Wujie just wanted to remind him, but was pulled by Li Fansong:

"Don't you understand my Martial Uncle's temperament? Don't cause trouble for him, otherwise your Martial Uncle won't have a good time, and we will have an even worse time."

"But..."

"But what? My master is easier to talk to than my Martial Uncle. Your Martial Uncle will be fine; at most, he will just make a wasted trip."

Immediately, the two broke through the roof eaves of the Dengtian Pavilion, landed on the top of the pavilion, and shouted toward the direction of Xiaguan City one after another:

"Lei Wujie, disciple under Lei Hong of the Thunderclap Hall, asks for a sword duel in Snow Moon City and requests to see the Snow Moon Sword Immortal Li Hanyi!"

"Li Fansong, disciple under Zhao Yuzhen of Wangcheng Mountain, comes to pay a visit to Snow Moon City and asks for a sword duel with the Snow Moon Sword Immortal Li Hanyi!"

At the same time, there were many Jianghu people watching the fun in front of the Dengtian Pavilion.

Sikong Changfeng, Sikong Qianluo, Tang Lian, and Xiao Se were all here. In the crowd not far away, the young green-robed Daoist was also watching the fun with Feixuan.

In the Jianghu, apart from the reputation of never having been defeated since entering the Jianghu, the Snow Moon Sword Immortal was only known for being mysterious and unpredictable. She always wore a mask, and the voice she used was also a fake voice. Most people didn't even know if she was a man or a woman.

And for the disciples of Snow Moon City, she was also an extremely strange existence. The Great City Lord Wine Immortal was always elusive, but at least he would show his face and send letters, while the Second City Lord had always lived in seclusion in Cangshan, practicing sword techniques, and had never appeared in Snow Moon City.

As a result, even Tang Lian, the eldest disciple of Snow Moon City, had only seen Li Hanyi once, and she was wearing a mask on her face at the time.

Therefore, the person in charge of Snow Moon City had always been Sikong Changfeng, and because he was free and easy in his dealings and had no airs, he was deeply close to the disciples of Snow Moon City.

Therefore, the watching Jianghu people and Snow Moon City disciples all thought that the Snow Moon Sword Immortal Li Hanyi would probably not appear.

After the two on the pavilion top shouted several times, a masked person holding a long sword suddenly appeared behind them.

"So noisy, a slaughtering sword and a boundless sword, and you dare to come to Snow Moon City to ask for a sword duel?"

Lei Wujie turned around and raised the long sword covered with fire patterns in his hand, saying with some lack of confidence:

"This is the Slaughtering Sword!"

"Little Daoist, this is the Boundless Sword!" Li Fansong said righteously.

When Li Hanyi heard this, she casually swung two swords, and the two sides of the Dengtian Pavilion were cut off, and both were hit by a sword Qi and fell down the cracks of the pavilion.

"Li Hanyi, you bastard, my Dengtian Pavilion!"

When Sikong Changfeng saw this, he was furious and cursed, not knowing the cost of firewood and rice without being the head of the family.

"So the Third Master's temper is like this." Tang Lian felt speechless.

"Martial Granduncle, is this why you have never gone to see the Snow Moon Sword Immortal?" Feixuan's round face frowned:

"She is indeed very fierce!"

The young green-robed Daoist nodded in great agreement:

"That's right, you must never provoke this kind of Sword Immortal who is more terrifying than a tigress in the future, be careful of being torn apart by five horses."

At this time, on the top of the pavilion, a fire-patterned sword and a peach wood sword flew out from the two cracks.

Lei Wujie and Li Fansong grasped the sword hilts in an instant and said in unison:

"Wujie has a sword, please try it, Sword Immortal!"

"Fansong also has a sword, please try it, Sword Immortal!"

Lei Wujie poured his whole body's power into the sword body. As the Slaughtering Sword turned into a burning sword of flames, the rich and violent Qi momentum turned into a phantom of a Garuda Golden Winged Bird behind him.

Li Fansong pinched the sword formula with one hand, conjuring three hundred real-looking peach wood swords, which were guided by the sword formula in his hand and turned into a Boundless Sword Array pointing directly at Li Hanyi in front of him.

The two men's Qi momentum was solid, and they spoke one after another:

"Sword name, Fierce Fire Roaring Thunder!"

"Sword name, Boundless Heaven-Stirring Array!"

Li Hanyi drew her sword and said calmly:

"I also have a sword, sword name, Moonlight and Flowers!"

In an instant, all the flowers in the city floated and hung above the top of the Dengtian Pavilion. The gentle and graceful sword intent was like cooking smoke, and also like gentle moonlight, making people just want to get drunk in the flying flowers.

Suddenly, Lei Wujie swung his sword, and the sound of the explosion cracked like thunder. Li Fansong activated the sword array, and hundreds of real-looking peach wood swords stabbed forward.

But the violent sword Qi and hundreds of peach wood swords were instantly turned into nothingness by the sky full of flying flowers, and they themselves were also knocked off the top of the pavilion by the petals.

As the two fell into an open space in Xiaguan City, the Slaughtering Sword and the peach wood sword also fell and stuck directly in front of them.

Lei Wujie and Li Fansong staggered to their feet and saw Li Hanyi already in front of them.

"Why did you come to me to ask for a sword duel?"

Seeing Li Hanyi ask him this, Li Fansong told the truth:

"Martial Uncle asked me to come."

"What did he ask you to find me for?" Li Hanyi's clear eyes showed a ripple.

Li Fansong looked honest and sincere:

"Fansong is dull; he said to let me take more beatings, so I can take fewer detours in the future."

Li Hanyi's mouth curled slightly:

"His temperament is indeed still as wicked as ever."

"Oh my, someone is so heartless. I traveled thousands of miles to Snow Moon City, but instead, I became a person with a wicked temperament."

When Li Hanyi heard this familiar voice, she couldn't help but look in the direction of the sound and saw a group of people walking over, including a lazy young green-robed Daoist.

"You actually took the initiative to descend the mountain?"

"So many years have passed, and this poor Daoist is afraid that the sword you strike will leave me in a state of complete destruction."

The young green-robed Daoist spread his hands:

"In order to make the Snow Moon Sword Immortal show mercy, of course, I have to take the initiative to descend the mountain to Snow Moon City."

"If I show mercy, are you still planning to return to Wangcheng Mountain?" Li Hanyi asked.

Before the young green-robed Daoist could answer, Feixuan on the side spoke first:

"Martial Granduncle told Martial Uncle that after descending the mountain this time, he would not go back."

"That's right, I was there at the time, and Martial Uncle's words were all about not planning to return to the mountain," Li Fansong said hurriedly.

"Sigh, to be disliked by the junior disciples to this extent, reduced to the point of having no home to return to."

The young green-robed Daoist sighed long and looked at Li Hanyi:

"I heard that the scenery of Cangshan in Snow Moon City is excellent. I wonder if the Snow Moon Sword Immortal can take in this poor person."

He suddenly covered his chest and coughed heavily. Feixuan immediately said with worry:

"Martial Granduncle, are you okay? In order to break the tribulation in Martial Uncle's destiny, you were backlashed by the Heavenly Dao, and your body is not as good as before."

"Is what this little Daoist said true or false?"

Li Hanyi suddenly appeared in front of the young green-robed Daoist and said:

"If you want to play any more tricks, don't even think about staying on Cangshan."

"It's a deal; if I don't play tricks, I can stay on Cangshan," the young green-robed Daoist said with a look of certainty:

"It's fake."

"Uh, this works too!"

In such a scene, Sikong Qianluo said what everyone wanted to say.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 182 =====