Chapter 272: Stop Fighting

Hearing this, Bai Yu Yao Huang suddenly laughed: "If I dared to go find him, why would I even seek you out?"

He said this without the slightest burden.

Fearing Nie Jun is hardly something to be ashamed of.

"Your affairs have nothing to do with me."

Zhang Mingyang turned slightly: "If there is nothing else to say, this Seat will take my leave."

"Tsk."

Bai Yu Yao Huang shook his head and sighed: "Poor my Bull Brother, first hunted down and hiding everywhere, then lost his Lady and son, and now even his subordinates have become food for others. If this Emperor does not vent a grievance for the Thousand Demon Cave, I truly won't be able to explain myself when I return."

As the words fell, that wild boar demon had already walked to the two men's rear.

He casually lifted that disciple up.

A Peak Realm Demon King should not be able to seize a High Realm Hunyuan Sect Master so easily.

But that disciple dared not resist, staring at his junior uncle in terror.

At this moment, the only way to survive was for the other party to act.

"..."

Zhang Mingyang shifted his gaze, his expression showing no ripple.

Bai Yu Yao Huang stared at him casually, and after a long while, sighed: "I remember the previous generation of Xuan Guang Cave did not act this way; how is it that in your generation, this Emperor finds no interest at all?"

"Where are they? Could it be they are busy figuring out how to replace Mount Wutong?"

Zhang Mingyang looked at the ground and said softly: "If they were here today, could you still be so leisurely?"

"I did not expect you to even dare retort to this Emperor; that is at least commendable courage..."

Bai Yu Yao Huang was not only not angry, but actually praised him.

Just then, he suddenly stepped back half a pace.

Only to see Zhang Mingyang, who had been standing obediently, suddenly have a ferocious look in his eyes, with intense sword intent exploding from his wide sleeves!

A total of nine small swords surged out instantly, shooting straight at Bai Yu!

Although Bai Yu Yao Huang reacted in advance, he was still sliced on the neck by those small swords.

The sword blades clashed against the feathers.

A vast wave of Qi spread outward like ripples in a lake!

Whether mountain peaks or giant trees, anything touched by the ripples shattered instantly! Only that bamboo forest continued to sway gently.

"Not bad, not bad!"

Bai Yu Yao Huang soared into the air, a thin wound appearing on his long neck, and laughed loudly: "This is the Xuan Guang Cave I know, just as shameless and fond of ambushes as ever."

"This thing, did you learn it from the Xu family? It has no aura fluctuation at all; quite interesting."

"..."

Zhang Mingyang's prepared strike failed to achieve the effect he had anticipated.

He was surprised in his heart by Bai Yu's physical might.

But his expression revealed not a shred of it, and his palms quickly formed hand seals.

The Nine Swords Annihilating Tribulation Formation rapidly unfolded.

Every small sword swelled violently in the wind, cutting toward Bai Yu with cold, dark radiance!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Bai Yu danced within the sword formation, effortlessly avoiding all the flying swords.

"Go!"

Zhang Mingyang's eye twitched, and the hand seals in his hand became increasingly frantic.

While dodging, Bai Yu Yao Huang laughed loudly: "Learned for so long, yet still incomplete; how can you be ashamed to use it? Or is the formation itself crude and hard to describe, and it is only because your Xuan Guang Cave cultivators are too weak that they perish within it?"

Hearing such mocking words.

A Qing in the distance pressed her lips tightly: "..."

Chen Zhong glanced at him helplessly; the true Nine Swords Annihilating Tribulation Formation was not such a shabby thing.

The Soul Transformation cultivators who died under this sword formation back then were in no way inferior to the Ancestral Master of the Martial Temple.

However, this Xuan Guang Cave is truly sinister enough.

Chen Zhong looked into the distance and saw Zhang Mingyang's eyes filled with anger; he seemed to be controlling the flying swords to strike irrationally, but that was not the case... Since it was a sword formation and had already been set up, where was the need to form hand seals to control it?

The hand seals formed while the other party shouted "Go, go, go" had absolutely nothing to do with the sword formation.

This was bullying the Demon King for not knowing the trade.

Sure enough, as Zhang Mingyang pointed his final finger, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged again.

Vine-like tendrils like giant pythons broke through the earth, numerous in quantity, instantly enveloping Bai Yu Yao Huang, twisting and turning constantly.

At the same time, nine flying swords shot in from all directions.

Piercing in through the gaps in the vines!

"Caw!"

A sharp crane cry erupted from the vine cage coiled upon the earth.

"What are you pretending for with your Grandpa Zhang?"

Zhang Mingyang sneered and shouted loudly: "Did the techniques taught by Xuan Guang Cave train you to be held by the neck and stare blankly?"

Prompted by this reminder, the Xuan Guang Cave disciple suddenly reacted, summoned his Nascent Soul, and smashed a palm into the wild boar demon's face, breaking free directly while the beast was in pain.

"Huff."

Shen Yi watched the situation instantly reverse, and the thick vines covering the earth, each one gleaming, emitting a grating metallic hum from within.

With the Demon King's power, he still could not break free.

This is what true cultivation combat looks like.

If it had been me fighting Zhang Mingyang, a single move like that would have left me with no recourse.

Today, I intend to take both of them into my possession.

Perhaps it won't be as easy as I thought.

Just then, a beam of Bai Guang erupted from the endless vines; immediately after, the vines shattered completely, and a figure leaped out from within.

More than a dozen holes now covered his entire body.

Blood poured like a torrent, staining his body red, making him look utterly wretched.

No white crane appeared; instead, it was a man draped in a feather robe, holding a long sword formed from gathered, slender feathers in his palm.

He looked down, his expression shifting between gloom and agitation.

As the nine long swords attacked again, he gritted his teeth in fury and swung the feather sword with a mighty force.

As he swung, he spat out another mouthful of foul, bloody fluid, clearly exerting his full strength!

Only a dull thud was heard.

Three flying swords were severed at the waist and crashed straight to the ground.

The remaining sword light swept down toward Zhang Mingyang below.

Countless vines instantly counterattacked, coiling into a wall over ten zhang high before his eyes, only to be cleaved open by the sword light.

With a single strike, Zhang Mingyang was sent flying straight back!

A deep gash appeared on his abdomen; though no blood seeped out, it still contorted his features.

"Do you have any other tricks?"

Bai Yu Yao Huang hovered in midair, slowly pointing the feather sword toward him, and said in a cold voice: "This Sovereign is growing tired of this game."

Under the excruciating pain, Zhang Mingyang trembled all over and looked up fiercely.

He never expected the power gap between them to be so vast; even with all the advantages on his side, he had still lost by more than a margin.

He gasped for air: "Stop wasting words. Just say it directly. What do you want in exchange for my life? I'll do anything."

"..."

Even Bai Yu Yao Huang felt a sense of awe at the other's shamelessness.

Ambush when the chance arises, admit defeat immediately when unable to win, without a shred of hesitation.

"It's time to go..."

In the distance, A Qing cautiously tugged at Shen Yi's sleeve.

The outcome is decided; if we don't leave now, we won't be able to leave later.

Chen Zhong said nothing, but nodded vigorously to show his agreement.

Suddenly, the two of them saw Shen Yi slowly take a step forward.

Even A Qing's face turned deathly pale this time.

Although he could never guess what the other intended to do, he truly never expected to guess wrong this time as well.

At the same time.

A massive object suddenly plummeted from the sky.

Brilliant Jin Guang illuminated the horizon.

Like a falling streak of light, it crashed down toward Bai Yu Yao Huang with immense force!

"You filthy beast still hid a trump card!"

The man in the feather robe's expression changed instantly; he knew the people of Xuan Guang Cave were treacherous, but he never expected them to be this treacherous!

Begging for mercy while launching a sneak attack.

He turned around in sudden surprise, only to see a gigantic golden fist in his line of sight.

Boom!!!

Bai Yu Yao Huang's already heavily injured body was smashed down violently.

The earth trembled, and dust rose everywhere.

A muscular figure over two zhang tall slowly came into view before everyone; upon his brilliant back, which seemed poured from gold, fierce red patterns radiated an aura of terror!

(End of this chapter)