Long Sorrow Song - C83

The thunder stopped and the rain stopped. There was a rainbow hanging in the sky, how could the colorful beauty be as dazzling as the slaughter in front of her.

Chi Feng and Chen Shaozhong each held a flaming blade, while the other one held a soft sword as a form of defense. The two had already fought for thousands of moves, but it was still difficult to determine the victor. In other words, two lives were hard to predict. When experts fought to the death, the loser would definitely not be able to survive. The sword Qi weaved in and out, and the burning heat waves emitted by the Qi blade continuously attacked the sword. In terms of inner strength, Chen Shaochong was indeed not as good as Chi Feng, but his sword art was so exquisite that even the Sect Leader of the Wudang Sect, Sun Muxia, who was recognized as the number one sword art expert, sighed.

The two of them had their clothes on. Originally, they were wet by the rain, but after a while, they gradually recovered and became dry. Then, they were once again drenched in sweat. Chi Feng’s blade was faster and faster, and the wave of red Qi was also faster and faster, slowly enveloping both him and Chen Shaochong. Chen Shaochong’s soft sword was protecting his body. His body was first covered by a layer of sword qi, then a layer of sword light. Outside of the sword light, there was also an invisible defense of his inner strength. This was the first time Ye Wen had seen such a triple-layered protective technique. If Ye Chanhan were to turn his head and look at Sun Muxia beside him, he would have definitely noticed the incredulous expression on the face of the Sect Leader of the Wudang Sect.

Chi Feng’s palm struck the invisible force protecting Chen Shaochong’s body, and he borrowed the force of it to fly back several meters. The Raging Flames Blade suddenly became fifty feet long and the flames became even more dazzling. A blade slashed down on Chen Shaochong. This blade’s power was even more violent and tyrannical than when he had used the Raging Flames Saber, and it was so strong and fierce that the crushed stones between the two of them rolled towards Chen Shaochong along with the momentum of the blade. Immediately afterwards, Ye Mo Han felt a wave of heat pouncing towards him, causing him to feel as if he was standing next to a stove. Ye Mo Han acted as if he didn’t feel it as he watched attentively how Chen Shaochong would receive this blow. Chen Shaochong did not take the strike from the blade. His three layers of protective power immediately dispersed when the Raging Flames Saber came slashing down. Like a river dispersing into a small stream, he charged into the fifty feet long Raging Flames Saber.

Chen Shaochong fell to the ground dead. His body was cut into two halves by Chi Feng’s Raging Flames Saber, and the Raging Flames Saber’s momentum did not weaken, as it once again cut a huge boulder behind Chen Shaochong into two.

Chen Shaochong was still smiling, a proud smile on his face. Ye Mo Han suddenly had a bad premonition. When he looked at Chi Feng, he was standing there in a daze. The Raging Flames Saber had already disappeared, and there were countless holes on his body, and blood was flowing out from them. And in front of him, countless streams of disorderly streams of energy were drilling into Chi Feng’s body.

Ye Mo Han hurriedly moved forward, but was stopped by Sun Muxia, who said, “This is the Myriad Swords Return to the Sect. You won’t be able to save it.”

“Isn’t returning ten thousand swords the martial arts of your Wudang Sect?” Wu Yu looked at Sun Muxia in surprise.

Countless streams of energy flowed into Chi Feng’s body. The current Chi Feng could be said to be riddled with holes, and blood quickly dyed his clothes red. At this time, Chi Feng was no longer the bloodthirsty old man who killed people like grass when he first met Ye Mo Han, but more like a tragic old hero who was both tragic and pitiful.

“Is the Myriad Swords Return to Sect the sword technique that no one in the Wudang Sect has been able to master for a hundred years?” Chi Feng said with a smile.

“It’s not that no one is able to learn it, but rather, no one dares to practice it.” Sun Muxia felt a little helpless.

So it turned out that the Myriad Swords Return to Sect was Wu Dang Sword’s most ruthless move. Normally, those who used this move would leave their life on the line. The most crucial step of this move was also here. If the sword qi succeeded in pushing in, and the opponent had to withdraw his or her skill, the sword qi would quickly attack the enemy’s body, causing the opponent to have a fatal attack. However, if the person who used this move received the opponent’s attack, it would also result in death or injury. This time, Chen Shaotian’s death was within his expectations. Chi Feng’s martial arts skills were indeed extremely strong. However, such a person with such shocking martial arts died under the Wudang Sect’s Ten-Thousand Swords Return to the Sect. This was truly regrettable. Although this Myriad Swords Return to the Sect was vicious, it was still considered a life-or-death exchange technique. In the Wudang Sect, there were almost no disciples who were willing to learn this move. As for how Chen Shaochong learned it, it could only become a mystery due to his death.

Ye Chanhan stepped forward to help Chi Feng, but he was stopped by Chi Feng. Chi Feng said weakly, “Sun Muxia, Wuyou did not kill the people from the Wudang Sect. How about the grudges between the three of us disappear with my death?”

Thoughtless let out a long sigh, clasped his hands, and said, “Amitabha.”

“Alright.” Sun Muxia nodded.

To this person who had a deep connection with the Ye Clan’s three generations of descendants, even until his death, Ye Wen only called him senior. He was a man of the martial arts world, and his emotions were heavy without tears. Chen Shaochong was dead. He represented which point of view was the Emerald Pavilion going to have to fight for power in the martial arts world, and the other one was the Emerald Pavilion. Ye Shaoguang could not figure out what kind of idea they were going to have, and he only felt physically and mentally exhausted, wanting to get a good night’s sleep. The moment he laid on the bed, the first image that appeared in Ye Mo’s mind was Mo Xiyan’s figure. When he thought of Mo Xi Yan, he immediately thought of Liu Yiyi. Liu Yiyi couldn’t remember the past, but it didn’t matter. Everything was already clear to her. However, everything was not over yet. Who was the leader of the other hidden Jade Pavilion? What was the conspiracy? This Jade Pavilion that did not include Chen Shaochong had never fought head on with Ye Mo Han before. However, Ye Mo Han believed Chen Shao Chong’s words: “The Jade Pavilion may have internal strife, but they will work together to fight against outsiders.”

Ye Mo Han had a premonition that from now on, there would be more and more conspiracies in the Jade Pavilion, and it would also become more and more dangerous. However, there was one thing he did not have to worry about, he had completely erased his accusation of being the pavilion master of the Emerald Jade Pavilion. Moreover, a corner of the jade pavilion had already been exposed. Even though he had only discovered the tip of the iceberg, Ye Mo Han still felt that it was an improvement.

To be able to move forward in the dark, he was not afraid of not seeing the light of dawn. Ye Mo Han was convinced of this, but would it really be so easy to find the path to dawn?

The next day, Shifu Wu, Sun Muxia bid farewell to Zhang Qingwu and Ye Mo Han, and left Mount Hua. During this time, Ye Mo Han told everyone about his damage to the Hornless Lamp. Sun Musheng and Wu Xiang were both very happy, expressing their satisfaction with Ye Mo Han’s methods. But if Sun Muxia and Wuyu had obtained the Hornbeam, would they have been willing to bury it forever? When Sima Chang Xing heard that the Hornless Pan had been damaged by Ye Mo Han, he repeatedly sighed. After being glared at by Zhang Qingwu, he embarrassedly retreated.

The next day, Zhang Qingwu held a banquet at the Wild Goose Falling Peak to invite Ye Mo Han. Ye Jianhan was surprised that Zhang Qingwu, as a grand Sect Leader of the generation, would want to entertain him at the Wild Goose Falling Peak. Although Ye Mo Han was suspicious, but he could not decline and could only go to the meeting.