Chapter 432

Seeing Yu Mo and the three others, after using forbidden techniques, their aura continuously rising, the two elders of Qing Yun Sect really felt as if they'd been bitten by a dog.

"You don't want your lives?"

"You just barged into your Dao Yi Sect's spirit city—is that necessary? Before, you never acted like this."

But Yu Mo and the three had no intention of answering; they struck viciously, each move a killing blow, leaving the two Qing Yun Sect elders unable to defend.

After exchanging blows, although the two Qing Yun Sect elders gave it their all, they still ended up at a disadvantage.

Moreover, they gained several more wounds on their bodies.

If this continued, they'd likely die here; thus, even though they were reluctant, they had no choice and likewise used forbidden techniques.

Only by using forbidden techniques could they withstand the attacks of Yu Mo and the three.

But once this forbidden technique was unleashed, their lifespan flowed away like a tap turned on, rushing out.

Every second was life; it pained the two immensely.

They already had little lifespan left; after this battle, they'd surely be near death.

But there was no alternative; if they didn't use it, they'd die now, whereas using it might still give them a slim chance.

Naturally, the fierce battle here at Dao Yi Sect drew the attention of Chen Qingyu in Confucian Sage City.

Sensing it was a battle of Great Saint Realm level, Chen Qingyu's expression changed; without hesitation, he led a host of Qing Yun Sect strong cultivators and disciples rushing over.

Of course, the Dongwen Academy followed closely, after all they are subsidiaries of Qing Yun Sect; when the upper sect acts, they certainly couldn't just stand by.

In an instant, countless figures flew out from within Confucian Sage City and its surroundings.

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

Feeling the massive assault from Qing Yun Sect, Qi Xiong didn't panic much; he immediately directed disciples to meet the enemy, along with those beast companions.

Outside the spirit city, Chen Qingyu led Qing Yun Sect and Dongwen Academy disciples to face Qi Xiong and the others of Dao Yi Sect head-on.

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

Hearing that, Qi Xiong's eyelid twitched; "You damn idiot, is it my Dao Yi Sect that struck first, or are you Qing Yun Sect courting death?"

But without waiting for Qi Xiong to reply, Chen Qingyu continued on his own.

"Hmph, but our sect isn't stupid either; we've long been prepared."

"Kill."

Can't be bothered to waste words on an idiot, Qi Xiong gave a stern shout; instantly, Dao Yi Sect disciples took the initiative to attack.

Don't be fooled by the small number of Dao Yi Sect disciples; when facing the far more numerous Qing Yun Sect, they showed no fear whatsoever.

Everyone understood why Yu Mo, Qi Xiong and the others reacted so strongly.

Some were even willing to sacrifice everything to slay the two Qing Yun Sect elders, all to protect Junior Brother Changqing.

Not letting Junior Brother Changqing be exposed.

After all, judging from now, Junior Brother Changqing's meals are becoming ever more heaven-defying.

Not only does it aid cultivation, it also increases lifespan; such a tremendous secret, everyone knows what would happen if outsiders learned of it.

Thus each disciple bravely stepped forward to block the Qing Yun Sect crowd, solely to buy time for Yu Mo and the others.

"Heh, overestimating oneself."

Seeing that even just tens of thousands from Dao Yi Sect dared to attack, Chen Qingyu snorted coldly and immediately gave the order to strike.

Soon, disciples from both sides collided, and the great battle was on the verge of erupting.

As for the Dongwen Academy, it was handed over to Putuo Temple to deal with.

"Amitabha, I've long found you Confucian scholars unpleasant; all you do is spout empty phrases, utterly useless."

"Bald donkey, who are you scolding?"

"Scolding you, what of it? If you don't accept it, come fight."

"Bald donkey, you're courting death."

"Heh, Dragon Claw Hand."

Ao..............

Upon contact, the Dragon Claw Hand first showed its might; as the Putuo Temple disciples studied it, they increasingly felt this Dragon Claw Hand was truly strong.

Never mind whether it's underhanded; as long as it works, that's fine.

Just like when snatching food, now that the great battle has begun, it's still a sure strike with each claw.

Basically, if you lack a defensive art like the Yang-Locking Technique, there's no solution, since that is ultimately men's most vulnerable spot.

Moreover, even if you possess the Yang-Locking Technique, if your mastery level is insufficient, it's useless.

For example, the Putuo Temple disciples are now mostly at the perfected level of Dragon Claw Hand, with many having reached the transformation stage.

A mere minor accomplishment defensive technique cannot possibly block a transformation-level Dragon Claw Hand.

A casual claw will break it.

Thus, although it was only a single contact, many Dongwen Academy disciples covered their crotches and dropped to their knees, veins bulging on their foreheads, shouting curses sharply.

"Holy shit, despicable... a bunch of despicable scoundrels actually using such shameless tactics."

Meanwhile, the Putuo Temple disciples were completely indifferent, snorting coldly, feeling not the slightest embarrassment.

If it were just disciples, it would be fine, but at this moment, the Dongwen Academy instructor who had been fiercely battling Juexin also covered his crotch with both hands; though he didn't kneel, his legs trembled and cold sweat poured from his forehead.

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

"What are you, you?"

"You have disgraced scholarship."

"Get lost, damn it; as long as you win, what's the point of all that Confucian nonsense? Die, Diamond Palm."

Speaking, Juexin thrust out a palm; the Buddhist Diamond Palm was about to fall, and the instructor, not daring to be careless, endured the excruciating pain in his groin and raised his hand to block.

But who would have thought, damn it, Juexin was merely feinting; the left hand he'd raised didn't strike down, instead his right hand formed a claw and shot out like lightning.

"Dragon Claw Hand."

Then..............

A miserable howl echoed across the battlefield; the Eastern Literature Palace instructor could no longer bear it this time, and his weak legs gave way as he knelt down.

"Juexin, you.......... you tricked me.......... isn't that the Diamond Palm?"

"Hmph, this is called 'all is fair in war'."

Upon hearing that, Juexin raised his head with a proud expression; the Eastern Literature Palace instructor— is that all? Just this?

His eyes were red, the instructor trembled as he struggled to rise, attacking in anger, while Juexin lashed out with a claw at that moment.

"Dragon Claw Hand."

Seeing this, the instructor let out a cold snort.

"Don't even think about deceiving me."

It's definitely a feint, and he's goddamn trying to trick me again; this time I won't fall for it.

He paid no heed to the meaning of Juexin's left claw, but the next second, a miserable howl rang out again.

This time it wasn't a feint; it was real.

Pain upon pain, he even couldn't help but shed two tears, but they were forcibly held back.

"Heh, I've already said it— deception is acceptable in war."

"You.........."

"You can't even see this little thing; no wonder you scholars are utterly useless."

"Juexin, I'll fight you to the death."

"Heh, am I afraid of you? Dragon Claw Hand."

Seeing Juexin form a claw with his left hand again, the Eastern Literature Palace instructor's forward charge stalled instantly; the intense pain in his lower body made him shiver all over for no apparent reason.

But just as he was stunned, the two, who had still been over ten meters apart, saw Juexin let out a cold snort.

"Gold Silk Entwining Snake Hand."

Immediately, Juexin's arm instantly elongated, and then............ howl................