Chapter 807: Unfailing, Dragon Claw Hand

Watching Yu Mo and the others, whose auras were constantly climbing due to unleashing forbidden techniques, the two Qingyun Sect Ancestors truly felt like they had been bitten by a dog.

"Are you guys not wanting your lives anymore?"

They just broke into your Dao One Sect's Lingcheng—was it worth it? They hadn't seen you like this before.

But Yu Mo and the others had no intention of replying, attacking ruthlessly with every move being a killing blow, making it impossible for the two Qingyun Sect Ancestors to defend.

After a round of fighting, although the two Qingyun Sect Ancestors were doing their utmost, they still fell into a disadvantage.

Their bodies were even covered in several additional wounds.

If this continued, they were truly afraid they would end up here, so, even though they were very reluctant, the two had no choice but to also unleash forbidden techniques.

Only by unleashing forbidden techniques could they hold on under the attacks of Yu Mo and the others.

But once this forbidden technique was unleashed, their lifespan flowed away like a faucet that had been turned on.

Every second was a matter of life, which made the two feel incredibly pained.

With not much lifespan left, after this battle, they would likely be not far from death.

But there was no choice; if they didn't open it, they would die now; if they opened it, there might be a glimmer of survival.

And the fierce battle here at the Dao One Sect naturally attracted the attention of Chen Qingyu in the Confucian Shengcheng.

Sensing that it was a Great Saint Realm-level battle, Chen Qingyu's expression changed, and without the slightest hesitation, he led a group of Qingyun Sect experts and disciples to rush over.

Of course, the Dongwen Academy followed closely behind; after all, they were now affiliates of the Qingyun Sect, so they couldn't possibly stand by and watch when their superior sect took action.

For a time, countless figures flew out from within the Confucian Shengcheng and its surroundings.

These people were the disciples Chen Qingyu had transferred from the Qingyun Sect over these past few days, and their numbers were not small.

Sensing the Qingyun Sect attacking in full force, Qi Xiong didn't panic much and immediately commanded the disciples to meet the enemy, along with those beast pets.

Outside Lingcheng, Chen Qingyu led the Qingyun Sect and Dongwen Academy disciples to meet Qi Xiong and the Dao One Sect crowd head-on.

"Qi Xiong, as expected, your Dao One Sect really couldn't hold back."

Hearing this, Qi Xiong's eyelids twitched—are you a damn idiot? Was it my Dao One Sect taking action, or was your Qingyun Sect seeking its own death?

But before Qi Xiong could even reply, Chen Qingyu continued on his own.

"Hmph, but this sect is not a fool either; I was prepared long ago."

"Kill."

Too lazy to talk nonsense with a fool, Qi Xiong shouted in a deep voice, and for a time, the Dao One Sect disciples took the initiative to launch an attack.

Don't look at the fact that the Dao One Sect disciples were few in number; facing the more numerous Qingyun Sect, they showed no fear at all.

Everyone understood why Yu Mo, Qi Xiong, and the others had such a big reaction.

They were even willing to pay any price to kill the two Qingyun Sect Ancestors; this was all to protect Senior Brother Ye Changqing.

Not to let Senior Brother Ye Changqing be exposed.

After all, from what could be seen so far, Senior Brother Ye Changqing's food was becoming increasingly heaven-defying.

Not only could it help with cultivation, but it could also increase lifespan—everyone knew what the outcome would be if such a heaven-sized secret were known by outsiders.

So the disciples each fought bravely, blocking the Qingyun Sect crowd, just to buy time for Yu Mo and the others.

"Heh, overestimating yourselves."

Seeing that a mere few tens of thousands of Dao One Sect people dared to attack, Chen Qingyu sneered and immediately ordered them to take action as well.

Soon, the two sides collided, and a great battle was on the verge of breaking out.

As for the Dongwen Academy, they were left to be dealt with by Putuo Temple.

"Amitabha, I've long found you sour scholars unpleasant; all you do is talk about 'it is said' all day—what the hell is the use of that?"

"Bald donkey, who are you scolding?"

"Scolding you, so what? If you're not convinced, come and fight."

"Bald donkey is seeking death."

"Heh, Dragon Claw Hand."

"Awoo.............."

In one encounter, the Dragon Claw Hand took the lead; as the Putuo Temple disciples studied the Dragon Claw Hand, they felt more and more that this Dragon Claw Hand was truly strong.

Don't worry about whether it's despicable or not; as long as it works, that's fine.

It was like this when grabbing food, and now that they were in a great battle, it was one grab per target.

Basically, if you didn't have a defensive technique like the Yang-Locking Technique, it was unsolvable, because that was, after all, the most vulnerable part for a man.

Furthermore, even if you had a technique like the Yang-Locking Technique, if the level you mastered wasn't high enough, it was useless.

For example, the Putuo Temple disciples now generally had Perfect Completion-level Dragon Claw Hand, and many had already reached the Transformation Realm.

Your Small Completion-level defensive technique simply couldn't block a Transformation Realm-level Dragon Claw Hand.

A casual grab, and it was broken.

Thus, it resulted in the fact that although it was just a single contact, many disciples of the Dongwen Academy were kneeling down while clutching their crotches, the veins on their foreheads bulging, and they were cursing shrilly.

"Damn it, despicable.......... a bunch of despicable villains, actually using such shameless methods."

But the Putuo Temple disciples didn't care at all, snorting coldly without the slightest bit of embarrassment.

If it were just the disciples, that would be one thing, but at this moment, the Dongwen Academy instructor, who was originally in a fierce battle with Juexin, was also clutching his crotch with both hands; although he didn't kneel down, his legs were trembling, and cold sweat was pouring down his forehead.

"Juexin..... you......... you.........."

"You what?" ===== CHAPTER 808 =====