Chapter 1185

Meng Jingzhou swayed his neck slightly, tearing off his mask: "Grandma's, after waiting so long, my realm finally fluctuated to the Tribulation Transcendence stage."

Meng Jingzhou unleashed the Utmost Rigid and Yang Shaking Heaven Eight Styles, stepping forward in one stride, raising his fist to strike and kill. How could Yang Kongdong fear a mere junior? Like a deity descending, his palms burst forth with dazzling light; as fist and palm collided, space shattered into long lines.

The azure blade cleaved the void, one sword becoming ten thousand swords; sword qi hung inverted, filling the heavens—more than falling snow, sharp and piercing, seizing the soul, killing intent stark. Sword qi rained down, disrupting Yang Kongdong's palm rhythm.

As soon as they moved, they directly forced Yang Kongdong onto the defensive.

"Lu Yang, Meng Jingzhou!" Yang Kongdong recognized their identities.

As an ancient cultivator, a renowned master of the present age, he had never placed any so-called heavenly pride in his eyes.

But Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou were different—capable of breaking the Void Refining limit, inscribing history as peerless heavenly pride, worthy of his gathering some information.

"What, they are Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou?!"

"Aren't they Spirit Transformation stage?" The citizens of Muxue City were utterly shocked, still believing Lu Yang and the others were at Spirit Transformation stage, unaware they had cultivated to the unprecedented Void Refining stage.

"Teacher Lu is Lu Yang!"

To say the most shocking thing, it must be the students of the martial hall—they could never have imagined that the one who always taught them fist techniques, Teacher Lu, would be Lu Yang, and the later-added Teacher Meng would be Meng Jingzhou!

"So it is Senior Lu Yang..."

Fang Zhige had speculated many identities for Teacher Lu, from a certain Nascent Soul great cultivator to a sword道 great ability of Snow Ten Pavilion, all doubted, yet he never suspected Lu Yang.

After all, Lu Yang—he had been nurtured since childhood by the Ghost Slaying Alliance, undergoing closed-door training, knowing little of external affairs; even so, during training he had heard of Lu Yang's prestige, and when Luo Shi and others spoke of Lu Yang, they showed fear—how could such a legendary figure, far beyond heaven, possibly deign to be a teacher in a small martial hall?

"Sect Master, are you alright?"

The gatekeeper Xiao Hou carried the two large doors over to Murong Daya's side, additionally guarding Murong Daya; atop his head flew the chaos of war and horses, only holding the great door could bring him peace.

"No, no, nothing—just my heart can't take it." Murong Daya covered his heart and said.

At this moment, a horse's hoof extended forward, a bottle of Heart-Protecting Pill stuck to it.

"Good, good, good—two juniors whose realms fluctuated to mid Tribulation Transcendence stage dare to show off? Truly remarkable." Yang Kongdong said coldly.

Lu Yang gave a faint smile: "Senior Yang Kongdong, you overpraise me."

Yang Kongdong's expression hardened, he stared fixedly at Lu Yang: "Junior, where did you hear this name from!"

Since he revived from his skull, he had never told anyone his true name; even when Leng Leng Ningxiang had just been clinging to him, shouting only "Yang Lang."

Lu Yang was merely a genius nurtured by the Asking Dao Sect—how could he know my identity!

"This, well, maybe it was the Ice Soul Witch, the Tianshan Holy Maiden, or Ji Hong who told me in a dream—they said to let you go keep them company."

"Nonsense!"

Yang Kongdong brandished the Ice Soul Great Spear; the spear swept like a dragon, clearing thousands of troops, utterly domineering, reenacting the might of the ancient Shao Hao spear technique—once the four great demon kings stirred up the city-destroying beast tide, before him it was but a single spear's matter.

The Ice Soul Great Spear pierced through the system, thrusting at Lu Yang; Lu Yang used softness to overcome hardness, the sword tip lifting the spear's momentum, immediately followed by Myriad Swords Return to the Sect—within the Qingfeng Sword's small world, the Chengying Sword and Seven Stars Sword array merged, sword radiance surged three inches.

The clanging sound never ceased, sparks flew everywhere; the two moved too fast—besides the two teachings and three venerables at Tribulation Transcendence stage, only Old Ma could clearly see their exchange.

Yang Kongdong's heart trembled endlessly—the opponent was only mid Tribulation Transcendence stage, yet could fight him, a Tribulation Transcendence peak, to a standstill; this swordsmanship attainment was already not inferior to that of Liu Ningxuan, creator of the Annihilation Sword Technique!

"Many concubines, right? Die, Young Master!"

Meng Jingzhou strode with dragon's tread and tiger's step, stepping on the void, unfolding the Supreme Pure Yang Dharma Aspect—six-armed Dharma Aspect like a great sun, holding six different dharma implements, as if the legendary Great Sun Tathagata had reappeared.

The six-armed Dharma Aspect swept, turning into streaks of Dao light, angrily smashing down in unison, emitting a heaven-shaking roar; cities a thousand li away could hear the Dharma Aspect's roar.

Pfft—

Yang Kongdong had been barely holding his own against Lu Yang, but now struck down by Meng Jingzhou's six arms, his five viscera and six bowels were displaced; Lu Yang seized the opportunity to thrust a sword—Yang Kongdong vanished on the spot, reappearing outside the two's attack range, a thread of blood appearing at his brow.

"The Carefree Step? Truly a pity." Lu Yang sighed; without the Carefree Step, this sword could have pierced Yang Kongdong's brow.

"So saying, the Carefree Step of the Carefree Guest is your teaching—also correct, I should have thought of it earlier." Lu Yang knew the Carefree Guest had a teacher; without instruction, solitary cultivation to Spirit Transformation peak could still surpass Snow Ten Pavilion—such talent would be too outrageous.

Hearing his disciple's name, Yang Kongdong remained unmoved—the Carefree Guest was merely his test subject, not worth wasting emotion on.

He again stepped with the Carefree Step and vanished; below, the two teachings and three venerables at Tribulation Transcendence stage leaned against the wall, looking up, inevitably their hearts clenched—they had had their defenses broken by the Carefree Step several times during battle, unable to defend against it.

"The Carefree Step is nothing but fast speed—it's not the Ancestral Master of the Vast Sea's spatial movement, sword道 domain!"

Under the support of Myriad Swords Return to the Sect, the sword道 domain's power was unparalleled—sharp sword qi filled the entire space; even if the Carefree Step were faster, Lu Yang could sense Yang Kongdong's position through sword qi fluctuations.

"There!"

Lu Yang joined two fingers, pointing upright at his brow; sword light flickered in his eyes, contracting the sword道 domain, continually shrinking Yang Kongdong's movement range.

Yang Kongdong gritted his teeth—continuing like this would not do; he hardened his heart, leaning forward against dozens of sword qi, charging out of the sword道 domain.

As soon as he exposed his head, he heard Meng Jingzhou's majestic, mountain-like voice from above, prompting him to respond to Ying Tian Xian.

"Defying celestial intent, violating human ethics—deserving death!"

The Sovereign Alone Supreme Fist reappeared; Meng Jingzhou, during his Void Refining stage's constant fluctuations, ceaselessly researched the Sovereign Alone Supreme Fist, having already derived it to the Two Instruments realm, terrifying to the extreme.

If Yang Kongdong were struck by this punch, he would not die but be crippled!

At the moment of life and death, Yang Kongdong displayed extraordinary calm—he unleashed the Tianshan Holy Land's Three Great Absolute Techniques, first the Tianshan Seal, blocking Meng Jingzhou's gaze, pushing the《Slaughter Heart Sutra》to its highest realm, simultaneously elevating the Carefree Step—speed so fast he could flash past this punch.

"Two juniors, come again." Yang Kongdong said coldly, his demeanor utterly different from before.

Lu Yang narrowed his eyes slightly—battle also includes心战; he had always used words to disturb Yang Kongdong's thoughts during combat, thus easily seizing his openings.

How could Yang Kongdong become this calm in the blink of an eye, able to make the most advantageous judgment in the shortest time?

"The embryonic form of the Seven Emotions Dao Fruit, sealing emotions?" Lu Yang guessed; he remembered the Immortal Maiden saying that in ancient times, several half-immortals cultivated were of the Seven Emotions Dao Fruit embryonic form, and Yang Kongdong was one of them.

Yang Dongong coldly stared at Lu Yang, without responding.