Chapter 250: Duan Yu

Amidst the roaring sound—

The hastily raised long saber instantly snapped into two; the lingering palm force struck his chest, red light flared, blood spattered, and the stiff-faced warrior flew backward like a cannonball.

"It... it's Young Master Niu!"

Wang Yuyan came to her senses, raised her slender snow-white neck, and shouted in delight.

Duan Yu froze, gazing up at the suddenly missing wooden door on the gallery, and a surge of jealous and angry fire rose in his heart.

Miss Wang had just been changing clothes, and that guy was actually hiding inside!!

Niu Dingtian ignored the two, reached out to save Wang Yuyan, and he feared losing the chance to deliver a killing blow.

Thus, after his palm missed the vital point, the stiff-faced warrior—or rather Murong Fu—as his body smashed onto the eaves, his other palm had already condensed and shot out, and he lunged forward.

Seeing this, Murong Fu was greatly startled; in his panic, he tried to speak to reveal his identity, but a gurgling sound came from his throat as he spat out a large mouthful of blood.

"Our ancestors' great cause remains unfulfilled, and I, of the Southern Murong, am to die like this?"

A thought flashed in his mind; Murong Fu's eyes widened in anger, full of unwillingness, his internal breath went chaotic, and he fainted straight to the ground.

Seeing the palm force about to strike again, Murong Fu's life hung by a thread, when suddenly Wang Yuyan cried out: "Young Master Niu, be careful!!"

Almost simultaneously, inside Nian Fang, the air suddenly surged, and rolling killing intent welled up like a tide.

Niu Dingtian's heart pounded wildly; in an instant he felt like a thorn on his back, daring not to hesitate, he swiftly withdrew his palm, his body spun like a goshawk, and he unleashed a powerful backhand palm to meet the black shadow swooping straight down from the courtyard above.

"Hmph—"

The black-clad man gave a cold snort, his face covered in black cloth, his eyes like lightning, his figure appearing instantly; his withered palm was wrapped in matchless, mighty force.

"Murong Bo?"

Niu Dingtian's pupils shrank sharply.

Besides that old scoundrel, who else in the Tianlong World would come to save Murong Fu? Knowing his own strength insufficient, Niu Dingtian decisively circulated yin and yang qi, unleashing the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth!

"Boom!"

Their palms met; the incoming force unexpectedly spun and shot out, shattering the nearby stone mortar into powder.

The black-clad man stared, his whole body's aura condensed, and his eyes turned icy in an instant.

Stars Shift and Turn!

It really is Stars Shift and Turn!

"You brat, you truly deserve to die! Today I will not spare you!"

In his angry shout, the black-clad man's aura surged, his robes billowed without wind, sending out a wave of qi; then his finger shadows crisscrossed, seeming formless and traceless, repeatedly striking toward Niu Dingtian's chest.

"Young Master Niu, be careful!!"

"He is using the Shaolin Temple's Formless Calamity Finger; the technique is formless, the internal power inwardly gathered, and he has cultivated it to an extremely profound level!"

On the gallery, Wang Yuyan's beautiful brows furrowed slightly, then she urgently reminded.

But before her words finished, Niu Dingtian's moves mirrored each other, and he had already entered a fierce battle with the black-clad man.

The two fought ever more fiercely, their crisscrossing figures illusory; wherever they passed, wood chips flew, and in a moment half of Nian Fang was left in disarray.

Seeing the two locked in an inseparable fight, the remaining leader of the Western Xia warriors fled in panic.

Wang Yuyan craned her neck to watch the battle below, her heart leaping to her throat.

She wanted to give Niu Dingtian a hint, but their moves were too fast; in the exchange of attack and defense she couldn't even make out the techniques.

"Master Duan, you… you wouldn't go up to help Young Master Niu?"

Seeing Duan Yu standing there, staring at the doorframe in a daze, Wang Yuyan felt a bit anxious, hesitated a moment, then whispered her suggestion.

"Ah?" Duan Yu startled, snapped to attention, darted to the stairs, and declared firmly: "No, no! I must stay here to protect Miss Wang; Young Master Niu's martial arts are superb, he can surely handle it himself."

As he spoke, a flash of inspiration seemed to strike his mind, and he hurriedly said: "Miss Wang, have you finished changing? This black-clad man is too dangerous; why don't I take you away first?"

He himself didn't know why he said that; a nameless emotion surged up in his heart.

No sooner had he spoken than Wang Yuyan could reply, the east gallery window was suddenly flung open, revealing two angry, pretty faces.

"A Zhu elder sister? A Bi younger sister? What a coincidence, you're here too."

Duan Yu instinctively greeted them in surprise.

Wang Yuyan's face likewise lit up with delight; she hastily poked her head out to look far off, saying: "A Zhu, A Bi!"

"You didn't go into the city?"

A Bi nodded, gazing at Niu Dingtian grappling with the black-clad man below; her eyes held a hint of worry.

She bit her lower lip, suppressing her inner anger, turned her gaze to Duan Yu, and rebuked:

"Master Duan, my master just saved you—how could you even think of abandoning him alone? I and A Zhu elder sister have truly misjudged you!"

A Zhu beside her said nothing, but the displeasure on her face said it all.

Duan Yu's face instantly flushed red; he hurriedly waved his hands, explaining: "No… no!"

"I… I… I merely… I merely wanted…"

"Duan Yu!!"

"Quickly kill that warrior!"

Before the words were finished, a sudden violent shout came from the midst of the fighting shadows not far away.

It was Niu Dingtian!

His internal strength had ultimately weakened somewhat, making it hard to handle with ease; he could only resort to entangling with him.

If he wanted to flee, relying on his swift body technique, the opponent would naturally find it hard to stop him.

But there were still three burdens beside him! As for using the North Darkness Divine Skill, that thought also flashed by. Without breath-control support, he dared not take the risk.

"Kill, kill whom?"

Hearing this, Duan Yu was overjoyed; today for the first time he felt Niu Dingtian's voice so affectionate, he turned around intending to prove his innocence.

"As the dignified Heir Apparent of Dali and sworn second brother of Bei Qiaofeng, how could I let the Immortal Sister and these two beauties look down on me!"

He just killed you! That man isn't dead yet, hurry and finish him off!

Give me that old thing! In a moment, you lead those three away first!

Niu Dingtian tightly entangled the man in black while loudly goading him.

You little rabbit, how dare you!!

The man in black roared fiercely, unleashed a Prajna Divine Palm that thundered outward, pushing Niu Dingtian back; he then tried to fly forward to pounce, but Niu Dingtian swiftly flashed sideways and blocked him.

Still not making a move!

Niu Dingtian shouted angrily, and as he raised his hand he countered with a Prajna Divine Palm; the two palms clashed, and the two figures swiftly flashed back.

It was also a Shaolin supreme technique, and the man in black's power was considerably greater—not only because he had refined it deeply, but also because he held an internal force advantage.

Hearing the shout, Duan Yu's face showed great turmoil; looking at the scattered corpses around, a hint of compassion flashed in his eyes as he hesitated and said:

Heaven has the virtue of preserving life; since he no longer has the ability to act, I should not exploit his vulnerability to take his life.

Damn it! Niu Dingtian almost cursed his mother, should have let that brat die in Murong Fu's hands! (End of chapter)