Chapter 185: General

Bowang City, by Catch-Moon Lake, night.

At this moment, the incoming gale was echoing the young girl's words.

Meng Meng Chuyuan's pupils had already shrunk tightly.

Impossible, there is no such logic... If Heavenly Mountain's Eighth-Life is also here, why are you playing this game with us?!

Meng Meng Chuyuan received no answer. The Great Serpent, the Cold Python, and the third arm all turned backward to meet it. He truly couldn't see the incoming sword, but this sword didn't hide its trail at all—the roaring True Qi, the whistling gale, it came toward him so clearly.

This was not a sneak attack; this was a declaration after seizing the initiative.

The Great Serpent crossed its swords to block, the Cold Python tried to slash this sword off-course from the side, and the True Qi arm directly twisted and entangled it.

Then this sword flew past them, just like a swift wind brushing past willow catkins. The place it passed through became a path.

Eight Steeds Sword · 【Chasing the Sun and Surpassing Shadows】

This was exactly the reliance Elder Qinghuang had when handing the sword to the man—"Give me the opportunity for one strike, and I will kill him."

Unlike the 【Marrying a Branch to Attend the Banquet】 from the prologue in Chengjiang Hong's hands, this sword had completely shed the elegant pleasantries, abandoned the intricate design, and revealed the vast momentum of the "Eight Steeds Sword" to the fullest.

The Eight Steeds Sword is a wind, a galloping thunder, a ray of light.

It is a forward-charging, majestic, fast sword that only needs a tiny opportunity to deliver the most fatal blow to the enemy.

Elder Qinghuang had presented this opportunity to Lu Lu Yunsheng so clearly, and thus, a roaring wind penetrated Meng Meng Chuyuan's heart without any obstruction.

It was precisely when his left chest suddenly became transparent that Meng Meng Chuyuan's question was answered.

——Lu Lu Yunsheng of Heavenly Mountain's Wei Feng Pool, calm, steady, courageous, and resourceful in handling matters, had long been able to handle matters alone.

But his cultivation was indeed only Seventh-Life.

When he realized this point and looked back at the battle, Meng Meng Chuyuan discovered that the sword strike that killed him could be called thrilling.

They had actually relied on such strength to forcefully eat the power the Seven Serpents Cave had exerted tonight.

Clearly, in a single thought, the outcome could have been reversed; clearly, as long as they had exerted pressure together, the winner would have been himself.

However, in the rhythm mastered by the other party, he had first overestimated the other party and was tied up, and then misjudged and underestimated the enemy after seeing Elder Qinghuang, losing his vigilance.

Step by step, the other party had finally used three weak swords to kill the strong serpent.

Strength and True Qi flowed away rapidly, and the internal organ fragments that could no longer be suppressed were spat out with a "whoosh."

Because it was the weak against the strong, and because this opportunity was precious, Lu Lu Yunsheng's sword strike was decisive enough. In order not to let the power be weakened in the slightest, the sword edge didn't pause in the slightest.

It swiftly and fiercely penetrated Meng Meng Chuyuan's heart and then passed out through Elder Qinghuang's back.

Without a doubt, Meng Meng Chuyuan could not live.

Upstairs, the whistle in Li Li Piaoqing's hand had long since fallen to the ground, but this hand was still tightly clenched; inside it was something else.

Throughout the night, her spirit had never relaxed in the slightest, and at this moment, this tension reached its peak.

She stared fixedly at the field, her palms turning.

Up to this point, they had completed the first stage of the goal—"I need to ensure that when I strike, at least there will be no more pieces for the other party to use."

Meng Meng Chuyuan was dead, and the other party's chess pieces had been exhausted.

Their own "General" had also already struck.

If that person was here, if he still wanted to kill Lu Lu Yunsheng, he could only strike now.

The subsequent situation returned to the expectation when Lu Lu Yunsheng first arrived, which was that he would face that Seventh-Life culprit.

One-on-one, he said he could win; he had long been prepared to win.

The enemy would be eradicated here, and the Green Feather Sect was only one step away from success.

——Would he appear? Or was he already fleeing?

On the field.

Elder Qinghuang collapsed powerlessly first, while Meng Meng Chuyuan, whose injuries were heavier, tightly gripped the long sword Lu Lu Yunsheng had used to pierce his heart.

Lu Lu Yunsheng had already turned his head.

The moment pulling the sword encountered resistance, a shadow like a black owl grew out of the night.

The old man struck.

Did he think he could kill Lu Lu Yunsheng?

Lu Lu Yunsheng turned his head, the sword light already pressing onto his body. But Lu Lu Yunsheng just watched; until the cold light pierced his flesh, he didn't abandon the sword in his hand. Rather than losing the initiative again, he forcefully withstood Meng Meng Chuyuan's obstruction and pulled the sword out.

The moment the sword blade left his body, Meng Meng Chuyuan knelt to the ground with his head drooping. The Great Serpent and Cold Python fell to the ground, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth like a small spring, suspended in the air.

The tenacious vitality of an Eighth-Life martial artist was still holding him, but with his heart and lungs shattered, it was only a matter of time before his breathing stopped.

At this moment, the most dangerous one was Elder Qinghuang; this serpent likely still had the ability for one strike, and Elder Qinghuang was lying right in front of him.

But Meng Meng Chuyuan finally didn't strike.

The moment Lu Lu Yunsheng pulled out the sword, his body had already turned and soared into the air, and the sword edge attacking from behind had already cut a blood line on his waist.

But the man seemed to have no feeling for this sword strike that had entered the flesh deeply. He lowered his head silently, raised his hand with the sword hilt reversed, and looked at the black-robed person passing beneath him.

The old man raised his head. He wasn't wearing a mask; under the hood was a white, wrinkled old face like a weasel.

The next moment, Lu Lu Yunsheng twisted his waist, and the blood line flowing from the wound was brought into a semicircle. On the other side, a brighter, sharper arc was born from the man's hand.

The long sword roared and slashed down.

If the previous sword strike was a roaring wind, this sword strike was a ray of light crashing through the darkness.

Eight Steeds Sword · 【Shining and Surpassing Brilliance】

True Qi rubbed out starlight-like light; this sword strike illuminated the night in an instant.

The old man still held the initiative. He had crossed his sword in front earlier, and dozens of True Qi white threads condensed in front of the sword. When this brilliant sword strike slashed down, the defeated True Qi pushed the surrounding dust and fallen leaves into a circle.

He braced his sword to catch this strike, his facial skin trembling slightly; one could guess the clenched teeth beneath it.

Lu Lu Yunsheng's cultivation was not particularly outstanding in Heavenly Mountain, but when placed in the Jianghu, placed in a certain region, the pressure brought by this "Seventh-Life" could be called heavy.

Therefore, he had no doubts about capturing the culprit alone, and Gu Gu Yunfu had also said "the matter Junior Brother Lu Yunsheng is doing is not particularly dangerous," because Seventh-Life against Seventh-Life, a Wei Feng Pool disciple had no reason to lose to others.

If it weren't for Meng Meng Chuyuan being there, Lu Lu Yunsheng alone could have killed the two Seventh-Life members in front without paying too high a price.

And at this moment, the old man had obviously been pondering in the Seventh-Life realm for many years, and his True Qi was indeed deep. Under the condition of condensing True Qi first, Lu Lu Yunsheng's sword strike didn't take any advantage.

But with the initiative in hand, the offense and defense had changed, and the superior and inferior were already clear.

After the old man fully received this sword strike, his sword momentum tilted, guiding the power toward the ground. He braced his hand on the ground and flipped up. Under the cover of the black robe, a sword light flickered toward Lu Lu Yunsheng's heart.

Both were in the Clumsy Realm, and this sword strike was indeed pinched exactly at the place where it was most uncomfortable for Lu Lu Yunsheng to defend.

Lu Lu Yunsheng didn't advance rashly and properly retracted his sword to receive this move.

Although the man was very confident in the arrival of victory, he also clearly knew that all victories had to be taken by himself. Just like Meng Meng Chuyuan and Elder Qinghuang, in a fight, the weak could also cause considerable damage to the strong; no one's body was cast of iron.

Moreover, the other party dared to appear, naturally having the reliance to believe they could win this battle.

Lu Lu Yunsheng had already suffered once from that True Qi technique.

Sword shadows crossed, and in a flash, the two had already exchanged nine moves. The old man's True Qi was repeatedly defeated in the air, and not a single move took advantage.

Although Lu Lu Yunsheng was originally confident in his own strength, such smooth progress was still slightly beyond his expectations.

He was prepared to meet the old man's few strange moves or a few explosive burns. The moment Meng Meng Chuyuan pinched the sword tip, he had already prepared to exchange heavy injuries for the other party's life.

【Shining and Surpassing Brilliance】 was blocked by the other party because that was not a sword strike meant to break the other party's defense, but a decisive strike to exchange injuries for life.

However, the other party didn't use that initiative to fight to the death.

Regardless, he wouldn't be as timid as Meng Meng Chuyuan. Since the advantage was right in front of him, he would decisively exert pressure—no matter what schemes you are hiding, I will force them out with my own hands.

Upon detecting the old man's weak desire to attack, Lu Lu Yunsheng's sword momentum suddenly became enthusiastic. Within two moves, he had added a sword wound to the old man's shoulder, and by the fifth move, he had slashed open the old man's thigh with another sword.

Where is your True Qi technique?

Lu Lu Yunsheng had this thought in his heart, and then he smelled the dangerous scent in the air.

Those scattered True Qi were condensing.

The True Qi that had drifted in the air from every clash of the double swords was slowly aggregating into True Qi balls under the old man's coordination. By the time Lu Lu Yunsheng noticed, it was already a scale that could not be ignored.

They almost buried him.

The man couldn't help but look at the old man with some astonishment—this level of True Qi control, if not gifted by heaven, was the result of years of pondering.

These True Qi balls were still aggregating. Lu Lu Yunsheng knew that soon they would bloom into a sea of fire.

Lu Lu Yunsheng had no reaction. He continued to attack forcefully, the advantage still accumulating. After winning three more moves, he didn't take the opportunity to add another wound to the old man, but tilted his body backward, condensing a sword on his hand.

And this also gave the old man time to adjust his stance and condense True Qi.

In the just-concluded defense against the attack, the old man had received that sword strike. At this time, although his state was worse, he believed he could still barely receive it.

And Lu Lu Yunsheng knew he thought so.

Because this was his way of ending the battle—it was just another style of the Eight Steeds Sword.

The old man's True Qi was deep; the power of 【Shining and Surpassing Brilliance】 was not crushing. It could gain an advantage, but it could not break his defense.

But another style could.

The old man thought the previous sword strike was already his strongest sword strike, because it was indeed strong enough.

But also because he had never seen Heavenly Mountain.

The sword moves born in Heavenly Mountain truly to break the enemy's defense would not stop at this level of force.

When it appeared, there would be no chance for regret.

Eight Steeds Sword · 【Trampling the Earth and Desolating the Land】

Just like before, the old man crossed his sword to block, and Lu Lu Yunsheng slashed down with force, but this time the result was completely different.

In front of this sword strike, the old man seemed to have become a true ordinary old man, and in front of him was a heavy hoof trampled down by a fierce horse.

The blocked sword collapsed in an instant. After one sword strike broke the blockade, the remaining momentum almost severed his collarbone, continuing downward to leave a huge crack. If not for its master retreating the next moment, this sword strike could have almost dissected his entire upper body.

The moment the sword edge transmitted a sufficiently solid feeling of cutting, Lu Lu Yunsheng, whose True Qi had already been stored in his toes, spread it on the ground, his figure drifting and flashing backward.

He clearly knew what a heavy injury such a feeling could bring to the other party, just as he clearly felt the expansion of those True Qi balls in the air.

The moment the two swords met, the old man who realized failure didn't organize the next defense, didn't dodge or retreat, but used the fastest speed to detonate those buried True Qi.

Lu Lu Yunsheng held his sword horizontally, True Qi quickly isolating layers of invisible membranes outside his body, his body already two zhang away in the blink of an eye.

He decisively stopped this slash, even though the feedback under the sword at that time was like crushing dry weeds.

Because even if this sword strike was fully slashed, it wouldn't be enough to kill the enemy, and he believed the injury he left was enough to determine the outcome of the battle. At this time, with his heavy move successful, dodging the enemy's killer move was clearly a more valuable victory.

Stopping greed in front of a battle result within reach is sometimes rarer than the courage to struggle forward.

But when his backward-sweeping body passed Meng Meng Chuyuan, it suddenly stalled.

Lu Lu Yunsheng turned his head in astonishment. He knew Meng Meng Chuyuan likely hadn't died yet, but he truly didn't expect him to still have this strength.

Fortunately, he should indeed be powerless to attack, or rather, he knew his attack would be easily blocked, so it was better to exert greater effect this way—three arms tightly strangled Lu Lu Yunsheng's waist.

Lu Lu Yunsheng could spend strength to break free, but the True Qi balls in front had already broken toward him.

This was the same situation as Meng Meng Chuyuan just now. Meng Meng Chuyuan had gone to deal with Elder Qinghuang who locked him, and left his back to himself, so he was going to die now.

Lu Lu Yunsheng certainly knew what was heavy and what was light; he wouldn't repeat the same mistake.

Three strands of True Qi were divided out, firmly controlling the three arms Meng Meng Chuyuan gripped on his body—you can briefly restrain me, but that is all.

Afterward, he braced a barrier with deep True Qi, preparing to meet the coming high temperature. At that time, one ball had caused him a burn that hadn't healed until now. Now that dozens were breaking together, the man's pressure was all reflected in the True Qi surging out of his body.

But he knew he could top this wave.

Everything happened in a flash. The True Qi balls flew toward his face and then broke.

No high temperature.

What flew out from inside were sharp sword blades.

It was just the most ordinary kind of True Qi sword blade, compressing True Qi into sharp pieces and flying out together. This was one of the most common and least error-prone True Qi techniques, only showing extraordinary hardness and sharpness under the old man's thick True Qi.

It was many levels worse than the means of turning True Qi into fire, but here, it exerted an effect beyond imagination.

The layers of True Qi membranes braced up could resist high temperatures from all directions, but in front of the sharp blade tips, they were like meeting a natural enemy.

One, two, three were blocked outside, but when more sword pieces pressed on, Lu Lu Yunsheng had no chance to repair at all. The seven layers of membranes collapsed instantly, and seven or eight blood marks appeared on the man's body in an instant.

Most of the True Qi had already left the body to form membranes, and the rest was pressed on Meng Meng Chuyuan's three hands—even at this time, the man didn't have the slightest slack here.

Lu Lu Yunsheng's body at this time was like an empty city. If he ate such a True Qi technique solidly, the injury wouldn't be much lighter than the old man who had received a sword strike.

The flying light had already reached his body. At this time, the man's caught-off-guard state was the same as Meng Meng Chuyuan's just now.

In that instant, Meng Meng Chuyuan blocked in a hurry and didn't block the sword behind him, and now, with dozens of cold blades from all directions, Lu Lu Yunsheng was also in a hurry, so what could he do?

The foundation of a great sect lies in these milliseconds.

Lu Lu Yunsheng's teeth were already clenched, his pupils had shrunk into small holes, the astonishment on his face hadn't dissipated, but the True Qi around his body was already leaping.

True Qi Technique · 【Hundred Birds】

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