Chapter 359 Ye Hongyu
Thousands of miles away, Xiling Taoshan.
The sword energy was like a raging river, rolling up peach blossoms all over the mountain, rushing towards Long Qing who was dressed in black and had gray eyes.
Ye Hongyu blends into the big river, like a nimble red fish, looming in the huge waves, making it elusive.
Since she returned to Xiling, she has noticed that the head teacher recalled Longqing, constantly eroding the power of the Judgment Hall, and now she wants to strip the Judgment Cavalry, which undoubtedly touched her bottom line.
Longqing's gray pupils were covered with haze, facing the Dahe Sword Intent that was mixed with Qionghua's Immortal Technique, his heart was extremely heavy.
At the beginning, they were both at the top of Dongxuan, Ye Hongyu looked down on the younger generation of powerhouses, even he couldn't survive the three tricks under Ye Hongyu's hands.
Breaking through and then standing up, he thought that he would be able to overwhelm Ye Hongyu at the mid-term stage by learning the gray-eyed technique and devouring half of the saint's cultivation base.
The figure retreated again and again, but still could not get rid of the turbulent air blockage of the sword intent. His footsteps stopped suddenly, and Long Qing put his hands together to form a mysterious magic seal, a barrier set up by the spiritual power obtained from devouring half of the saint. Under the washing of will, it bursts inch by inch.
Long Qing opened his mouth to spit out blood. Seeing the red fish jumping out of the water from the big river, his eyes were dark, with mottled blood pouring into his eye sockets, and he grinned his **** mouth, showing a ferocious smile.
Although the gray-eyed exercise is the exercise recorded in the Heavenly Book and belongs to the Haotian Taoist sect, it is even more evil than the Demon Sect's exercise.
Ye Hongyu showed disdain, and his contemptuous gaze stung Long Qing even more.
Long Qing opened his hands suddenly, and gray silk threads surged out of his body, piercing through Dahe's sword intent to catch the red fish in the water. There I learned Qionghua's mind method and Dahe's sword intent, but the cultivation of Haotian Shenhui has not been stopped.
Stepping on a gray line with her toes, Ye Hongyu turned over and jumped up, and slid her fingertips across the blade of the sword, and the Zhu Xian imitation sword exuding a strong sword energy suddenly burst into flames.
It's not real burning, but countless lights and heat, flowing and falling like flowing water with the sword energy swayed by Zhu Xian's imitation sword.
Merge into the great river.
All of a sudden, the river was burned and the sea was boiled, and the sword intent of Dahe also began to burn.
Countless light and heat radiated to the surroundings, and the petals and lawns all over the ground turned scorched yellow in an instant, and then turned into black gray.
These gray silk threads, like demons devouring the blood energy of others, burned without a trace of resistance under such pure Haotian divine brilliance.
Long Qing only felt the myriad of thoughts bursting out at once, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he barely regained some consciousness after biting the tip of his tongue.
Cheng Lixue heard the loud noise erupting from the peach grove in the distance, turned her head to look at it, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice to the head teacher who was hidden in the mask on the high platform, "Master head teacher, Prince Longqing is almost dying. .”
The mask covered Xiong Chumo's entire face, only an inexplicable fluctuation flashed in those deep and indifferent eyes.
According to the rules of Xiling, only strength can wash away the guilt of the crimes he committed. If Long Qing can draw with Ye Hongyu, even if he is weaker, he will be able to secure the position of the Holy Envoy of Xiling.
But now that the two are fighting each other, he is retreating steadily, and he has no room to fight back.
Xiong Chumo himself knew that the reason was not that Long Qing was too weak, but that Ye Hongyu had improved too fast.
The Daoist Kungfu that is not even included in Zhishouguan, and the Dahe Sword Intent that Liu Bai sent to Ye Hongyu in revenge for Xiling's design of Liu Yiqing.
Xiong Chumo knew very well that Ye Hongyu was Liu Bai's chess piece to test him, and Long Qing was also his chess piece to test Ye Hongyu.
Confirming Ye Hongyu's current cultivation level, Xiong Chumo became more and more apprehensive.
Because of the incident that happened in Zhishouguan ten years ago, he wore a mask for ten years and never dared to reveal his true face in front of others.
Once Ye Hongyu knew that he was that person back then, what he would face would be the censure of the temple master, and the revenge of Ye Hongyu and her brother Ye Su.
Now, none of this matters.
From the day Haotian fell, as the head teacher, he already had a feeling. The fact that Chen was hung up in the sky by his master to illuminate the night sky has always been a secret buried in his heart.
Now he is even more worried about the horror of Ye Hongyu's strength.
Without the most fearful Chen, Ye Hongyu must not be allowed to grow up like this.
A icy murderous intent flashed in Xiong Chumo's eyes, his figure flickered, and he flew out from his seat riding on Haotian Shenhui, like a white band of light across the sky, cutting off Ye Hongyu's overwhelming murderous aura. The red fish fell out of Dahe's sword intent.
"Ye Hongyu! You want to rebel!"
Ye Hongyu felt something in his heart when he took out the sword. He felt a surge of Haotian divine brilliance coming from the temple of the head teacher, and the afterglow was scattered with his sword. He looked cold and proud, and looked at the head teacher who was blocking him.
"Long Qing falsely preached the oracle and practiced cannibalism. As a majestic adjudicator, I am in the process of adjudicating. How can I rebel?"
"Enough!" Xiong Chumo waved his sleeves, interrupted Ye Hongyu, and reprimanded, "Don't think that you can act recklessly in Xiling because you are born with a sense of security! First kill Mo Yu, the priest of the Judgment Hall, and then the commander of the Xiling cavalry Luo Kedi, this seat has tolerated you for many days, but now you still want to kill the Xiling envoy hand-picked by this seat in public! This seat is here, the next step is to kill this seat?"
Ye Hongyu was furious, holding Zhu Xian tightly in his hand, and said in a stiff tone, "I dare not."
"How dare you call yourself my seat in front of the Master Teacher?!" Cheng Lixue, who came late, frowned slightly, and reprimanded: "It seems that the former adjudicating priest and the Master Teacher indulged you too much before."
Xiong Chumo glanced over Cheng Lixue who was coming from a distance, and said in a deep voice: "From today onwards, the Hall of Judgment will be temporarily handed over to the priest Cheng, and Ye Hongyu will be imprisoned in the secluded pavilion, waiting to be dealt with."
Ye Hongyu suddenly raised his head, looked at Xiong Chumo, and said coldly, "The rule of the judgment inheritance is to kill the previous high priest of judgment. The three priests of Tianyu, Guangming, and Judgment have always had their own inheritance. Has the headmaster 'Master' decided?"
"Okay! Then it will be your inheritance!"
Xiong Chumo's eyes flashed a glint, and he slammed the scepter in his hand. A holy beam of light emerged from the top of the scepter, penetrated the sea of clouds, and shone on the sky.
A pale golden radiance spread from the white beam of light. Countless coercion descended from the sky and enveloped Ye Hongyu.
The temple master is no longer there, killing Ye Hongyu may lead to revenge from Ye Su, who walks in the Taoist world, if she is only seriously injured and imprisoned, then even if Ye Su comes to take revenge, it is impossible to completely break with Xiling and die forever.
Fan cage formation!
Ye Hongyu pointed at the sword and slashed across the imitation sword, and the Zhuxian imitation sword, which was ignited again, drew six afterglow sword shadows in the air.
The sword shadow quickly opened to block the coercion from the sky, and spread towards Xiong Chumo's position.
Looking at Ye Hongyu's large cage formation, Xiong Chumo showed disdain. Using Xiling's secret technique to deal with the head teacher of Xiling, in his opinion, was tantamount to playing with an axe.
The light erupting from the scepter became more and more dazzling, and countless lights and heat emerged from Xiong Chumo's body, and his figure seemed to have turned into lamp oil.
In his hand he held the long staff, like the wick in an oil lamp.
Light and heat are combustion. The burning of lamp oil is transferred to the burning of the wick, and it becomes a flame with a specific shape.
The upright posture is not yet complete, but the soil under his feet is constantly sinking.
Ye Hongyu puffed up all his true energy to resist Xiong Chumo's coercion, a thread of blood overflowed, and slid down the corner of his stubborn lips. The blood dripped and merged into the bright red clothes.
Looking at Ye Hongyu's bright black and white eyes, he clearly couldn't resist but still insisted desperately.
When their eyes met, Xiong Chumo seemed to have returned to that night ten years ago.
Back then, she was also so weak and helpless, and also so stubbornly resisted.
Ten years have passed, and that little cute girl has turned into a slim and haughty beauty. No matter how hard she practiced, she was still as helpless as ten years ago.
The pair of sinister eyes under the mask flashed a tyrannical madness for a moment, and Xiong Chumo felt a sense of joy inexplicably.
Accompanied by pleasure.
Hatred is generated at the same time.
The lower body, which had already lost consciousness, still had residual pain, which made the face hidden in the mask extremely hideous.
Ye Hongyu's true energy suddenly stagnated, and his ankle, which was still slowly sinking, sank directly to his knee.
Looking up and staring at Xiong Chumo, Ye Hongyu caught a flash of familiar eyes, and those eyes full of evil and tyranny have been branded in her heart for ten years.
Zhishou Guan is an unknowable place in Xiling, and those who can bypass the temple without anyone noticing, break into the temple and **** the book of heaven are very likely to be people from the temple.
Over the years, Ye Hongyu has ruled out many possibilities, but she has been unable to confirm the only one who has been hiding behind the mask and dare not look at others with his true face.
Now I see that look in the eyes again, even though Xiong Chumo's face cannot be seen through the mask, Ye Hongyu has already confirmed that the head teacher is that person!
Zhou Ji's explanation to her once flashed in his mind. Ye Hongyu closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, endless murderous intent erupted from his cold eyes.
Earth, wind, water, fire, the four elements accompanied by a thunderclap, surrounded Ye Hongyu with the formation of five spirits returning to the patriarchal circle. Haotian Shenhui can annihilate everything in the world, but cannot annihilate the four elements that make up the world itself.
Coupled with the roar of thunder, the soil under Ye Hongyu instantly collapsed, allowing the majestic spiritual power gathered by the five spirits to pour into his body.
Ye Hongyu spat out a mouthful of blood, walked out of the pit step by step under the radiance of the sky, and sword lights rose from his side, and then flew towards Xiong Chumo and surrounded him.
Xiong Chumo's eyes changed slightly. He didn't expect Ye Hongyu to forcibly absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, and fought back regardless of the danger of damage to his meridians.
But this is fine, the more serious the injury, the more it will slow down her cultivation process.
After being imprisoned in the You Pavilion, the spiritual power around the You Pavilion is imprisoned. The damaged meridians alone cannot be repaired within ten or eight years.
As Ye Hongyu walked out of the pit, more and more lightsabers gathered around Xiong Chumo. Thousands of lightsabers exuded pale blue light.
Xiong Chumo looked around, his gaze swept over the imitation sword in Ye Hongyu's hand, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and a sneer appeared on his face hidden under the mask.
Stretching out a hand, the sky-filled Divine Radiance of Haotian gathered in his palm, and between the fingers, there was even more pure white radiance, as if the palm was holding a sun, and then slowly clenched into a fist.
Fist wind like anger.
The fist is as heavy as a mountain.
Fist power is like the sea.
Thousands of lightsaber suddenly shattered, and Ye Hongyu's Qianfang residual lightsaber was forcibly smashed by Xiong Chumo before it took shape. Countless lightsaber fragments fell beside Xiong Chumo. Still not stopping, the whole person is like a red fish, blending into this profusely broken lightsaber, suddenly raised a sword, and appeared in front of Xiong Chumo.
"snort!"
Xiong Chumo let out a cold snort, as if a fist clenched into the palm of the sun slammed into the sword, but unexpectedly, Ye Hongyu's sword that had stabbed at his throat suddenly lifted up, and Ye Hongyu's arm was caught by the huge blow from the sword. With force swinging, the imitation sword let out a violent whine and flew out of his hand, flying into the peach forest.
And she herself was sent flying a dozen steps by Xiong Chumo's magic staff in the other hand, covering her almost shattered right shoulder, and stood still with difficulty.
"Teacher!"
Cheng Lixue and Long Qing looked at the scene in front of them in surprise, Ye Hongyu tried his best to be seriously injured but failed to hurt the head teacher, but he threw the mask that the head teacher had been wearing on his face in front of everyone.
This was also the first time they saw the true appearance of the head teacher.
"It really is you." Ye Hongyu supported his shoulders with a pale face, gritted his teeth and looked at Xiong Chumo, the murderous intent and hatred in his eyes were both Cheng Lixue and Long Qing's awe.
What is the enmity between Dao Chi and Zhangjiao?
The two looked at each other, only hating why they were here, why they saw these things
Xiong Chumo touched the corner of his mouth to confirm that the beard was still there, and he was relieved from the bottom of his heart.
Now that it has been exposed, there is no need to hide it anymore.
Looking down at the golden mask that fell in front of him, he stepped on it and crushed it into pieces.
Looking up at Ye Hongyu, Xiong Chumo's eyes were also full of murderous intent.
"I originally wanted to imprison you in the secluded pavilion, looking for an opportunity to break your state of mind and then put a shackle on you, which is a pity." Xiong Chumo shook his head and sighed softly, his tone was pitiful, but his eyes were as cold as ice.
Unfortunately, there is no need to say anything.
The matter has come to this point, and there is no room for return.
Xiong Chumo made no secret of the murderous intent in his heart, his figure turned into a streamer, raised his hand and punched Ye Hongyu on the head.
The violent fist wind could tear even the air, Ye Hongyu looked at the fist that was getting closer and closer, hitting her like the sun hanging from the sky.
This punch, even if she wasn't injured, she couldn't resist it. Now her right shoulder is almost shattered, and the meridians in her body are damaged. Even the Zhu Xian (imitation) sword that illuminates the haze in her heart has been blown away by Xiong Chumo.
Can't dodge, can't resist.
Ye Hongyu took a step back.
Xiong Chumo thought she was trying to evade his offensive, showing a contemptuous grin.
What he didn't expect was that Ye Hongyu took a step back and didn't dodge, but charged forward and raised his head.
Firmly and resolutely ran towards him.
(end of this chapter)