Chapter 77: The Strong Gather!

  What shocked me and them even more was that the snowfield in front of us had been blasted into huge craters by the sword energy, but not a single flake of snow or wave of air had touched them. Such control ability was almost unimaginable to them.

  After a moment, the snow fog and dust dispersed, and what appeared before everyone's eyes was nearly a thousand charred wolf corpses. This didn't even include the number that had been burned to ashes by the golden flames. In this series of attacks, it was likely that the number of dead Longtooth Wolves would reach fifteen hundred.

  Ahhh-ooooh!

  The remaining wolf pack was also stunned by the five powerful figures in the sky, and when they saw the countless charred corpses of their own kind in front of them, they suddenly let out a series of mournful howls, and then the wolf pack retreated like a tide, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

  Five people fell from the sky, their bodies as light as a swallow's feather, without any signs of smoke or fire. Nine people rushed forward to pay their respects, and saw that Luoxin Yu was calm and composed, stepping forward first to bow to Luo Qianfeng, saying: "Father."

  Looking at the respectful Luo Xin Yu in front of him, Luo Qian Feng nodded his head in satisfaction. As his only son, he was still very pleased with him. Being ranked first on the Dragon and Phoenix List had earned him a lot of face as the Sect Master. Then, Luo Xin Yu bowed to the four Peak Masters beside him: "Four Senior Uncles are well." The people beside them, including Yu Ji Hua, also came forward to pay their respects.

  "What about Yu Xue?" At this moment, Ming Xi's eyebrows furrowed slightly as she asked, but since it was her own disciple, her tone wasn't that cold.

  Yi Ruoyu heard the words and didn't dare to be slow, answering: "Shi Mei is still young and can't bear to see bloodshed, so we left him in Langkou Village and didn't bring him here."

  Knitting her brow, Ming Xi Yue wanted to say something, but beside her, the slightly bowing Fourth Elder Xuan Ming spoke up: "Since there's no problem now, let's understand the current situation."

  Four people including Lu Qianfeng nodded simultaneously and looked at Lu Xinyu, "Xinyu, tell us the specific situation."

  Facing the gaze of five swordsmen, Luoxin Yu was a bit nervous, but his years of interaction with his father, Luoxin Feng, allowed him to quickly regain his composure. He recounted everything he knew, and when he spoke of the blood sacrifice, his words were filled with horror. After all, such a cruel and inhumane sword array was difficult for people to accept, as it was entirely constructed from the power of life itself.

  What!

  As soon as Luo Xin Yu finished speaking, the five people of Luo Qian Feng looked at each other and shifted their gaze towards the direction of the sword formation that Luo Xin Yu and others had made way for. At this moment, a hint of shock arose in everyone's heart.

  "Is this its power?" Rakushinbo muttered, "To think that it can't be detected at all..." However, immediately afterwards, the five people's faces all revealed joyful smiles. If they could obtain this thing, then the sect's rise would be imminent.

  "Now the question is how to get that thing." Among the five people, except for Ming Xiuyue, a middle-aged man with a purple martial arts uniform and a full beard spoke up. His face was kind, but no one dared to underestimate him, because he was Xun Qianjing, the master of Yunwu Peak, one of the Five Peaks of the Purple Mist Sect, a great swordmaster of the Six Great Sword Souls Realm, and also the second elder of the sect, with high status and power.

  After a moment of contemplation, he looked up at the nine people of Luoxin Yu and said, "You all go back first, this matter is no longer something you can intervene in."

  "But Master, Lu Qing is still in the formation!" Although he couldn't understand what Luo Qianfeng and the others were saying, letting them leave now made Duan Qingyun anxious.

  "Green Cloud," Yu and Hua pulled Qingyun, but what surprised the two was that Zhao Qianye stepped forward two steps beside them, bowed deeply to Lu Jianfeng and Xuancan on one side, saying: "I hope Master and Master can save Brother Lu's life."

  What made Yu and several others think was that Zhao Qianye, who was usually cold and indifferent, would actually ask the sect master and others for Lü Qing's sake. To know that except for the time he went up the mountain to pay homage to his master, afterwards no matter who he saw, Zhao Qianye would at most just slightly bow his head. Generally speaking, he was a proud and arrogant person by nature, even Luo Xinyu and others had heard of it. And now he was willing to speak out for Lü Qing's sake, which unexpectedly surprised Luo Xinyu and others about the relationship between him and Lü Qing.

  "Lu Qing," Lu Qianfeng murmured, "Lu Qing also risked his life to protect Lu Ri City, our sect wouldn't abandon him. Moreover, I've heard that such talents are rare in the past hundred years, even on our own Purple Mist Peak. We must nurture him well."

  On the other side, Xuan Ming heard this and smiled at Xuan Qing: "This is a beloved disciple personally brought up the mountain by Master Xuan Feng, having such a cultivation speed is also reasonable, Brother Xuan Qing should protect him well later."

  Everyone with discerning eyes could see the malice in Mingying's words towards Qingcheng, but Luo Qianfeng and his two companions seemed to have gotten used to it, their faces expressionless. The younger generation in front of them, including Luo Xinyu, didn't dare to speak up. Qingcheng's face was gloomy and frightening, yet he still managed to squeeze out a smile from the corner of his mouth, saying: "Wealth and honor are determined by heaven, life and death are predetermined by fate. I will do my best with what I can control, whether it is life or death, it depends on his luck."

  After getting the guarantee of Lu Qianfeng and Xuan Qing, Duan Qingyun and others finally put their minds at ease and left towards the mountain. When they reached the foot of the mountain, they met Nie Qingtian and three guardians who rushed back quickly. Upon hearing that the sect master and other four peak masters were coming in person, they had to change direction and return. However, when Nie Qingtian learned about Lu Qing's current situation, the wine bottle at his waist was suddenly crushed by him.

  But even so, he had no way out. If the Lord and the four Peak Lords couldn't save him, then these people going would be a mere burden, with no use whatsoever.

  At this moment, the place where the nine people of Rakushin were originally stunned, the accumulated snow on the ground had been swept away by the sword energy of the battle, leaving only the bare, naked yellow land.

  Looking at the empty space in front of him without any fluctuation of power, Lu Qianfeng's face was solemn, and he only saw that his fingers were formed into a sword, with a ten-zhang-long purple-golden sword aura emanating from his fingertips. This sword aura seemed to have the same origin as Lu Xinyu's Purple Yang Sword Qi, but it had an additional thickness and heaviness, and was even more agile.

  At this moment, the golden flames that wrapped around the sword's tip on Mount Qianfeng seemed to burn even the void itself, causing a slight distortion in space. However, the four people standing beside Xuanyi didn't feel any heat at all. Although they didn't say anything and their faces remained expressionless, they were all inwardly shocked by such cultivation and control. This kind of power had already surpassed what they could aspire to. At the same time, the respect that had somewhat faded in their hearts was rekindled and deepened once again.

  Only to see the right hand of Lu Qiufeng raised, the sword aura that shot out from his fingertips suddenly changed shape, and in an instant it transformed into a massive sword aura that was ten zhang long and several chi wide, with dazzling golden flames burning on its surface.

  "Go——"

  As Lu Qianfeng let out a soft shout, his right hand chopped down. In that instant, Lu Qianfeng's right arm suddenly became blurry, making it impossible for Xuanyi and the others to discern its position. The purple-golden sword seemed to have traversed space, leaving behind only a residual shadow in the air before landing on the same void where Lu Qing and Duan Qingyun had been sucked into earlier.

  How is it possible!

  In the astonished gaze of the four people, the sword slashed into that void, as if a mud cow entered the sea without causing any ripples. Only from the point where the sword tip was inserted, a circle of faint transparent ripples spread out. Wherever the ripples passed, the air twisted and distorted, whether it was the mountain rocks or the big trees, they were all instantly crushed into powder, extending for dozens of feet before disappearing in mid-air.

  Luo Qianfeng's eyebrows furrowed, and he said: "My 80% power Purple Yang Sword can't break through its domain shell. You all work together with me to attack it. Judging from the situation, I estimate that we need to use our full strength in order to break open a path."

  "What kind of person!"

  With a raise of his eyebrow, the five people simultaneously rose into the air and looked towards the distant sky in one direction of the Beast Ruins.

  In their line of sight, six-colored sword lights rushed over, these sword lights were not the sword master's forced air-enclosed whole body's pure sword energy, but rather six solid and unparalleled sword auras, which tore through the air with a momentum that seemed even stronger than when the five people from Luojiao Peak arrived.

  Perhaps due to the excessive speed, a bright elliptical flame halo was generated on the periphery of each sword aura, rubbing against the wind. The flame halo shone brightly like the scorching sun, and in this snowy weather without sunlight, it appeared exceptionally dazzling.

  "How detestable! It's Qing Yu San Lao and Fu Yun San Jian, where did these six old guys get their information from?" Xun Qian Jing's forehead bulged with blue veins as he stared dead at the rapidly approaching six sword lights, his tone extremely rude.

  With a cold snort, Luo Qianfeng said: "These two sects have been eyeing our sect's current position, it's normal for them to plant spies among us. Once we obtain that thing and return, we'll thoroughly investigate and punish anyone who betrays the sect - exterminate their entire clan, men, women, old, young, not a single one will be spared!" From Luo Qianfeng's tone, Xu Qing and the others knew he was truly enraged this time. This time, they were tasked by Shifu Taishang to find that thing, its significance almost surpassing the birth of one or two Sword Soul Realm sword masters.

  Now that these six people have arrived, although they are not afraid, there are a few more variables out of thin air. If something is obtained by these six people, then the Purple Mist Sect will absolutely fall into an irreparable situation in a few years to decades.

  From Nie Qingtian's request for help in Luoshencheng to now, within this short period of time, these six people were able to receive the news and rush over in a timely manner. The speed at which this spy transmitted the message was truly astonishing, leaving the five people enraged.

  "Haha, it's been many years since we last met, are you and your brothers still well?" Just then, a hoarse voice echoed from afar, growing louder as it approached, filling half the sky.

  After counting their breaths, six swordsmen with different attire appeared before the five people on Luojian Peak. The six people were vaguely divided into two groups. One group of three wore white plain long shirts and each carried a cyan-grade divine sword that scattered cyan-gold light. What was most astonishing about these three men was not their middle-aged appearance, but rather their faces, which looked almost identical. Standing together, it was almost impossible to tell who was who.

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