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The five wandering men arrived shortly afterward, all with expressions of shared hatred and indignation.
"You scholar, you have indeed colluded with the Demonic Sect! Gentlemen, even if we die here today, we will perish together with them!"
Abbess Miejue roared indignantly.
Master Kongwen's face showed compassion, with a tragic sense of sacrificing himself to feed the demon, while Song Yuanqiao and the others looked as if they were preparing to die heroically.
Chu Yang glanced at Wei Yixiao with disdain. Wei Yixiao was the loudest one, making others think that he was in cahoots with the Ming Cult.
Noticing Chu Yang's gaze, Wei Yixiao immediately chuckled and said, "I am worried about Mr. Chu's safety, and I hope you will not take offense."
"Do it!"
Abbess Miejue activated the Emei Nine Yang Skill, concentrating her powerful internal energy into the Heaven-Slaying Sword, causing the sword to suddenly unleash astonishing sword energy.
She slashed forward, her sharp sword energy transforming into silver light, striking Chu Yang with overwhelming force.
The power of the Heaven-Slaying Sword is known throughout the martial world, and no one has ever dared to take it head-on!
Even Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao subconsciously avoided the sharp edge of the Heaven Sword.
Only Chu Yang advanced instead of retreating, striking out with a single palm like a thunderclap, creating ripples in the void and shattering the sword light.
"What a fierce palm strike!"
The invincible Heaven Sword finally suffered a setback. Miejue felt a chill in her heart as she sensed the terrifying aura emanating from Chu Yang.
"Those self-proclaimed scholars and refined gentlemen, aren't they all skilled in swordsmanship? But this Mr. Chu, who is clearly a scholar, actually possesses formidable external martial arts skills. How interesting..."
Wei Yixiao whispered something in Yang Xiao's ear, and the five wandering men behind him nodded and smiled knowingly.
Knowing they had no way out, Song Yuanqiao and the others immediately set up the True Martial Seven Intercept Formation after Miejue made her move, and orderly surrounded Chu Yang.
Chu Yang smiled slightly, and his Rinnegan quietly appeared.
The Seven Injury Fist of the Five Elders of Kongtong, the Kunlun School swordsmanship of He Taichong, and the Huashan School swordsmanship of Xianyutong were all beneath Chu Yang's notice.
However, the Nine Yang Skill that Zhang Sanfeng and Guo Xiang each obtained back then was quite good.
Even if Wudang Nine Yang Skill and Emei Nine Yang Skill are combined, they may not be able to complete the Nine Yang Divine Skill, but they will at least contain most of it.
If we use the general principles of martial arts from the Nine Yin Manual to make further deductions, we might be able to fill in the missing parts.
If all else fails, we can wait until Zhang Wuji discovers our whereabouts, then drag him out and give him a beating.
"The Wudang Sect's True Martial Seven Intercept Formation truly lives up to its reputation; Mr. Chu was actually trapped by them..."
Zhou Dian watched Chu Yang move nimbly through the formation, full of admiration.
"Zhang Sanfeng is indeed a genius, to have created such a peerless formation as the True Martial Seven Intercept Formation!"
Yang Xiao felt genuine admiration.
"Stop praising them. That old nun and old monk are teaming up to bully Mr. Chu. Should we make a move or not?"
Wei Yixiao was so anxious that he jumped up and down.
"I'd say you old bat, your brain is really not clear. Didn't you see Mr. Chu's attitude just now?"
"Does he even need your help? Just stay put and watch quietly, don't anger Mr. Chu."
"The Cloth Bag Monk" Shuobude and "Monk Peng" Peng Yingyu simultaneously mocked Wei Yixiao.
After Chu Yang was trapped in the True Martial Seven Intercept Formation, Kong Wen and Miejue joined the battle at the same time, providing assistance to Song Yuanqiao and the others.
Chu Yang was extremely busy.
Kong Wen's Shaolin sect possessed eleven of the seventy-two orthodox Shaolin skills, which were worth Chu Yang's observation.
Shaolin Temple existed in three different dynasties: the Northern Song, the Southern Song, and the Ming. The Shaolin Temple in the Northern Song was the orthodox one, while the Shaolin School in the Ming was more like a branch temple.
They appear to be of one mind and share the same fate, but secretly they compete with each other.
Everyone wants to be the "true successor in the world".
During the siege of Chu Yang, Yin Liting, one of the Six Heroes of Wudang, kept his eyes fixed on Yang Xiao.
His fiancée, Ji Xiaofu, was kidnapped by this devil in front of him, and there has been no news of her for many years.
In an instant, all the past events flashed before his eyes, and Yin Liting once again fell into a state of madness. He broke away from the True Martial Seven Intercept Formation and attacked Yang Xiao, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, with his sword.
"You devil! Take your dog's life!"
"Sixth Brother, don't be reckless, return to the camp immediately!"
"Liting! Calm down!"
The other five were caught off guard by Yin Liting's unauthorized withdrawal from the battle, and were immediately shocked and furious.
The True Martial Seven Intercept Formation was already greatly weakened by the absence of Zhang Cuishan, and now with the loss of Yin Liting, it is even more incomplete, losing another three-tenths of its power.
Song Yuanqiao was extremely anxious and kept calling for Yin Liting to return to the battle, but the other party ignored him and was locked in a fierce battle with Yang Xiao.
Yin Liting's swordsmanship was good, but without the support of the True Martial Seven Intercept Formation, he was no match for Yang Xiao. The latter used the first level of the Qiankun Great Shift to restrain him in place.
Neither kill nor release.
It wasn't that Yang Xiao was deliberately humiliating Yin Liting, but rather that Yang Xiao was afraid that if he intervened without authorization and disrupted the battle, he would offend Chu Yang.
"You scoundrel, I will avenge Xiaofu today!"
Yin Liting was like a madman; his sword strikes were completely erratic, just a chaotic flurry of hacking.
"Yin Liting of the Wudang Sect..."
A look of understanding flashed in Yang Xiao's eyes.
He finally remembered the identity of the man in front of him, and a sense of guilt welled up in his heart.
It was directed at both Ji Xiaofu and Yin Liting.
Yang Xiao was unrestrained and unconventional, but in this particular matter, he felt that he had harmed the two people.
If Ji Xiaofu hadn't met him back then, she would probably have married Yin Liting long ago and lived a comfortable life. How could she have died so young?
As soon as these distracting thoughts arose, Yang Xiao's movements slowed down, giving Yin Liting, whose eyes were bloodshot, the opportunity to strike his vital point with a sword.
In pain, Yang Xiao instinctively grabbed the sword and snapped it in two, then kicked Yin Liting away.
"father!"
Yang Buhui rushed to Yang Xiao's side and anxiously checked his injuries.
Yin Liting, who was lying on the ground, looked up and his ferocious face froze, because he saw a face that looked very similar to Ji Xiaofu's.
He was instantly captivated.
In just a short while, Chu Yang memorized the energy flow routes of both the Wudang Nine Yang Skill and the Emei Nine Yang Skill.
He also learned a finger technique and a grappling technique from Kong Wen.
Because of their concern for Yin Liting, Song Yuanqiao and the others gradually became flustered in their performance of the True Martial Seven Intercept Formation. Seeing this, Chu Yang got tired of pretending and broke the formation.
Chu Yang covered his hands with Armament Haki, grabbed Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou's longswords, broke them in half, and threw them at Zhang Songxi and Mo Shenggu behind them.
Two whooshing sounds.
The broken sword pierced straight through the right shoulders of both men.
Zhang Songxi and Mo Shenggu, whose muscles and bones had been injured, could no longer hold their swords. They groaned in pain and retreated.
Yu Daiyan, who had already circled behind Chu Yang, thrust his sword toward Chu Yang's back, but before it could penetrate, he felt it blocked by an invisible force.
Shinra Tianzheng.
The terrifying repulsive force created a shockwave that sent Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, and Yu Daiyan, who were standing next to Chu Yang, flying away.
The three people coughed up blood in mid-air, their meridians damaged.
After breaking through the formation, Chu Yang strode towards Extinction and Emptiness.
With each step, the ground trembled slightly.
With the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger, he possessed the imposing presence of Mount Tai pressing down upon him.
Miejue's eyelids twitched, and she gritted her teeth, swinging the Heaven-Slaying Sword. However, every sword aura was forcefully dispersed by Chu Yang's fist.
That's outrageously arrogant!
Having roamed the world for decades, I've never encountered such a freak!
Miejue was about to retreat, but so many disciples of the Emei Sect were still lying on the ground, unconscious.
"Amitabha Buddha, it is my destiny to suffer this calamity today."
Thinking of how Chu Yang had left on his own time and time again, Kong Wen was filled with deep regret.
In the blink of an eye, Chu Yang and Miejue were only a few steps apart. Miejue channeled her last bit of inner strength and unleashed a powerful attack.
The Heaven-Slaying Sword was caught in Chu Yang's hand the moment it was thrust out.
The internal energy surged violently.
There was a click.
The Heaven Sword has developed cracks.
"No!"