#171 - Battle of Yanyun Mountain (Part 2)
"Let her live!"
Hearing this again, Xiao Feng's eyes momentarily lost focus.
However, Yang Liushi didn't show much gratitude, her eyes filled with pain and struggle.
The question that had once caused her so much inner conflict now finally had an answer.
But she couldn't do anything, and neither could Xiao Feng and Wei Changtian.
Ultimately, their fates were still determined by the thirteen top experts whose strength was enough to establish their own sects.
Heavy footsteps pierced the silent night as the thirteen people "cooperated" and stepped forward simultaneously, protecting Xiao Feng and Wei Changtian behind them.
A great battle, destined to be recorded in the history books of Da Ning, was about to erupt.
"How could it be like this..."
In the end, Xiao Feng seemed to finally accept Wei Changtian's choice.
He lowered his head, and although people couldn't see his expression, they could hear his voice filled with unwillingness and trembling.
"I've put in so much effort, but in the end, this is the result..."
"Ridiculous..."
"Heh heh, it's truly ridiculous..."
It was hard to say whether Xiao Feng's "ridiculous" was referring to himself or Wei Changtian. He gasped for breath a few times before continuing.
"Wei Changtian, even at the cost of your life, you have to win against me, is that right?"
"As you wish, you've won again this time."
"Only now do I finally understand why Yao'er would..."
"Enough!"
A sudden shout rang out without warning, and Wei Changtian coldly interrupted:
"Stop saying these useless things! Release her first!"
"..."
Xiao Feng's body trembled violently, and he actually stopped talking. He silently walked step by step to Yang Liushi, whose face was covered in tears.
At this moment, he had two choices.
Release her, or kill her.
There was little clarity in his blood-red eyes, and the demon in his heart had already climbed out halfway.
Xiao Feng knew that he would soon turn into that unfamiliar person.
But at this moment, on the verge of losing control, he still gritted his teeth and, with the last shred of reason, grabbed Yang Liushi and flung her away with force.
"Whoosh!"
The blood-stained white dress streaked across the sky, one side representing life, the other death.
"Ugh, ahhhhh!!!!!"
Amidst Xiao Feng's painful roar, Wei Changtian reached out and caught the delicate body flying towards him, finally relieved.
He glanced at the figure in the distance, who was constantly roaring and trembling like a ferocious beast, and for the first time, he shifted his gaze to Yang Liushi in his arms.
"It's alright now."
These three words instantly broke Yang Liushi, who was already on the verge of collapse.
Under this unprecedented emotional surge that even surpassed the pressure of life and death, she miraculously opened her mouth slightly and squeezed out two almost silent words with all her strength.
"Gong... Gongzi..."
"..."
Wei Changtian didn't reply, nor did he release Yang Liushi's acupoints.
He simply gently handed the latter to Liang Zhen, then turned back.
"Uncle Liang, if a fight breaks out later, I hope you can protect her."
"..."
The sound was transmitted in a line, and no one except Wei Changtian could hear this sentence.
Qin Zhengqiu's choice was correct.
If they turned around and ran now, not to say they would 100% escape, but at least there would be a certain chance.
But if they really fought head-on, others might be okay, but Wei Changtian would definitely lose his life here.
"Changtian! Don't hesitate! It'll be too late if you delay any longer!"
Taking advantage of the gap when Xiao Feng was still "sick" and hadn't issued an attack order, Qin Zhengqiu quickly continued to persuade: "I know you want to kill Xiao Feng, but it's impossible this time! A green hill remains..."
"Grandpa."
Wei Changtian suddenly took a step forward and walked to Qin Zhengqiu's side, asking a strange question.
"Among these five people, who is the strongest?"
"Hmm?"
Qin Zhengqiu was stunned, and everyone else instantly focused their attention.
Because Wei Changtian didn't use internal force to transmit the sound, but directly spoke it out loud.
Although the voice wasn't loud, how could it escape the ears of this group of Upper Third Rank experts?
"Changtian, you!"
Qin Zhengqiu didn't know what Wei Changtian was planning to do, but since things had come to this...
After hesitating for a moment, he simply went all out and pointed to Chang Shu'an, who was wearing brocade clothes.
"This person has probably reached the late Second Rank realm."
"So that's how it is..."
Wei Changtian nodded, then calmly asked the second question.
"Grandpa, if I kill this person, can you handle the remaining four?"
"..."
For a moment, everyone thought they had misheard.
"Chang... Changtian, what did you say?"
"Grandpa, I said..."
Wei Changtian turned his head, looked at Qin Zhengqiu with a smile, and said:
"If I kill the person you just pointed to, can you stop the remaining four and create an opportunity for me to kill Xiao Feng?"
"..."
The same words were said a second time, even more detailed.
Only now did everyone realize that it wasn't their ears that had a problem, but Wei Changtian's brain.
Late Second Rank, a figure of the same realm as Qin Zhengqiu.
If Chang Shu'an was the only one on the other side tonight, then this matter might be possible.
But did he really think the other four Second Rank experts didn't exist?
"Hahahaha! Kid, you're quite interesting!"
A burst of laughter suddenly rang out, and Chang Shu'an wasn't angry, looking at Wei Changtian with a smile as if he were looking at an ant.
However, Wei Changtian didn't care about him at all, just looked at the dumbfounded Qin Zhengqiu and asked again.
"Grandpa, can you?"
"Glug."
Qin Zhengqiu swallowed, completely lacking the demeanor of an expert, and didn't know how to respond.
If the other side really lost one person, then they could naturally do it.
But how could Wei Changtian possibly kill Chang Shu'an?!
After pondering for a moment, Qin Zhengqiu had already made up his mind, preparing to find an opportunity later to forcefully take Wei Changtian and break through to escape.
However, when he turned his head and saw Wei Changtian's calm eyes, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he nodded as if possessed.
"...Can."
"Good."
Wei Changtian withdrew his gaze and looked at Chang Shu'an again.
He cupped his fist towards Chang Shu'an as if he were greeting his elder, then took a step forward and calmly said:
"Senior, I apologize."
"Hahahaha, good, good, good!"
Chang Shu'an's smile deepened: "Then I'll see how you kill me."
"Yes, Senior will see it."
After saying this, Wei Changtian didn't hesitate at all, and then, in full view of everyone, gently waved his palm forward.
This wave was quite similar to the action of swatting mosquitoes in the summer, without strength or speed, full of perfunctory meaning.
However, there was indeed a milky white palm wind slowly heading straight for Chang Shu'an.
This visible palm wind was enough to fool people. It was very slow at first, and only gradually became faster after flying out a few feet.
Seeing this scene, Qin Zhengqiu and the others' faces were a little flushed, while the five people on the opposite side sneered and shook their heads.
They originally thought that Wei Changtian would make some earth-shattering move. Although they didn't believe he could really kill Chang Shu'an, they were actually a little wary in their hearts.
But in the end, it was just this...
"Enough!"
As the target of this palm wind, Chang Shu'an was undoubtedly the most upset one at this time.
Faced with the provocation of an ant, an elephant can laugh it off as a joke.
But if this ant really dares to bite, then it's not a joke, but an insult.
“Shhh!”
The smile vanished, his left hand behind his back, his right hand pushing forward.
The golden palm print instantly tore through the air, colliding with the milky white palm wind almost in the blink of an eye.
“Whoosh!”
Qin Zhengqiu flashed in front of Wei Changtian the moment Chang Shu'an attacked, preparing to take this blow from a second-rank master for him.
The others weren't idle either, immediately preparing to strike at any moment.
Chang Shu'an's attack was the signal for a full-scale war.
However, that golden palm print didn't hit Wei Changtian.
It wasn't blocked by Qin Zhengqiu, but was instead nullified by that milky white palm wind.
That's right, not blocked, not suppressed, not defeated.
It was completely and utterly nullified, as if it had never appeared.
“Hmm?”
A second-rank master wasn't an idiot, and Chang Shu'an immediately noticed this strange scene.
Without the slightest carelessness, he immediately flipped his hands, and in half a breath, he consecutively sent out more than a dozen palms.
More than a dozen golden palm prints almost formed a line, as if a dazzling sun had suddenly risen above the peak of Yan Yun Mountain.
However, this dazzling light didn't last too long.
In an instant, the golden light dissipated, and all that remained was the milky white palm wind approaching Chang Shu'an at a steady pace.
“What?!”
At this moment, Chang Shu'an finally felt a sense of crisis.
Facing the palm wind that was already close at hand, he subconsciously took a few steps back, wanting to dodge it.
However, the palm wind seemed to have eyes, actually making a turn and continuing to rush towards him, even slightly increasing in speed.
“Not good! Quickly help Brother Chang!!”
The ragged Wu Tianqing was the first to react, shouting loudly before taking the lead to flash after the milky white palm wind, while simultaneously clenching his left hand into a fist, with red inner force surging from between his fingers, enveloping the entire fist like flames.
Crimson Flame Fist, a Heaven-rank martial skill.
“Shhh!”
The fiery fist struck out fiercely, heading straight for the palm wind that had already become very fast.
The expected earth-shattering collision didn't occur, and Wu Tianqing even thought he hadn't hit it.
But he clearly saw it hit...
Wu Tianqing was a little puzzled, and at this moment, another old man who was chasing the palm wind suddenly stopped, trembling as he looked at Wu Tianqing's left hand.
“Wu, Brother Wu, your, your hand…”
“My hand?”
Wu Tianqing lowered his head in confusion, then instantly froze.
Above his wrist was empty, the cut as smooth as a mirror.
His entire left hand was gone.
“This, how is this possible…”
Wu Tianqing raised his left arm, muttering to himself as if unable to accept this fact, then suddenly raised his head in extreme fear.
He looked at Chang Shu'an, who was tumbling left and right in the air, dodging the milky white palm wind in a sorry state, and only then did he truly realize…
It turned out that the young man who was only at the sixth rank wasn't joking…
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“Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh!”
Chang Shu'an's figure was already so fast that it was almost impossible to see clearly.
At this time, less than five breaths had passed since Wei Changtian unleashed this palm wind.
Five breaths ago, no one thought that Wei Changtian could really kill Chang Shu'an.
Five breaths later, no one thought that Chang Shu'an could still live, even if he wasn't dead yet.
A second-rank master's move was only a matter of an instant.
In these five breaths, Wu Tianqing and the others had tried all the methods they could, but they still couldn't stop that milky white palm wind even for a moment.
Actually, now should be a good opportunity for Wei Changtian's side to take advantage of the chaos, but considering that Chang Shu'an wasn't dead yet, Qin Zhengqiu and the others didn't act rashly, but were only on guard against Chang Shu'an using a "disaster shift".
Although they were currently very safe, everyone's eyes more or less revealed some fear.
Because they didn't know what this palm wind was.
If Wei Changtian had just used a move that Chang Shu'an couldn't resist to kill the latter in one fell swoop, they would definitely be surprised, but not to the point of fear.
After all, "irresistible" meant "resistible".
However, now, this palm wind completely belonged to the category of "invincible".
As long as it targeted you, you would definitely die.
The people present had never even imagined such a move, let alone seen or heard of it.
Looking at Chang Shu'an, who was scurrying around in the night sky like a headless fly, everyone couldn't help but think of a question—
If it were them, what would they do?
“…”
Subconsciously shifting their gaze to Wei Changtian, who was the only one who might know the answer, everyone's eyes became extremely complicated.
Perhaps only Qin Zhengqiu was slightly better.
After all, he had already seen Wei Changtian's "great displays of power" too many times, and had heard the story of "meeting an immortal in a dream", so his ability to accept it was naturally stronger than others.
Although "sixth rank killing second rank" was even more bizarre than "completing the Road to Heaven", if the one who did this was a "preparatory immortal"... it seemed to become somewhat understandable.
“Changtian…”
After a slight hesitation, Qin Zhengqiu couldn't help but want to ask the doubts in his heart.
However, just as he opened his mouth, Wei Changtian's voice transmission floated into his ears at the same time.
“Grandpa, as soon as that person dies, everyone immediately attacks and kills Xiao Feng!”
“…”
Qin Zhengqiu was stunned for a moment, and actually swallowed the question back into his stomach.
“Okay.”
“…”
Wei Changtian didn't speak anymore, looking at Xiao Feng, who was stunned in place opposite him, one hand gently pressing on the hilt of the Dragon Roar Saber.
At the same time, Chang Shu'an, who had been fleeing for a full seven or eight breaths, was finally caught up by that palm wind for the first time.
“Whoosh!”
Sideways, crossing.
Although the sideways movement at the last moment prevented Chang Shu'an from being hit in the chest by the palm wind, that cloud of white mist brushed past his left shoulder.
Something fell straight down in the night sky, it was his entire left arm.
Chang Shu'an didn't have time to even take a glance, turning around and wanting to flee again.
Only—
When he turned his head this time, the palm wind was already贴 (tiē - close) on his chest.
“…”
Having fled for so long, having despaired for so long, Chang Shu'an was relieved at the last moment before death.
He thought of the sword-wielding scholar who once vowed to spread the words of the sage throughout the world, and also thought of the Yan Chun Tower that everyone in Yingzhou knew.
Slowly closing his eyes, a feeling of emptiness suddenly came from his chest, followed by endless darkness...
On the sixth day of the twelfth month of Tianji fifteen years, the sword-wielding scholar Chang Shu'an died on the peak of Yan Yun Mountain.
“Thump!”
The corpse with a big hole in its chest slammed heavily to the ground, the milky white palm wind already disappeared.
Although Wei Changtian had instructed them to attack and kill Xiao Feng as soon as Chang Shu'an died, at this moment, everyone was inevitably stunned for a moment.
The result seen with one's own eyes was always more shocking than the expectation in one's heart.
Everyone stared at Chang Shu'an's corpse, unable to say a word, only Li Huaizhong, hidden in the forest, was trembling softly.
“Sixth rank killing second rank…”
“This, how is this possible…”
“Mad, mad…”
“Mad…”
Still a long chapter.
