269: C269 Assault

C269 Assault

Yao Laoliu widened his eyes and stared blankly at the pavilion in front of him. Then, his body slowly fell backwards. Gradually, he could see the top of the leaf, and then the pale sky.

When he saw the tip of the blade, he knew that it was Young Martial Uncle who killed him. This result was simply unacceptable to him.

Why did you want to kill me?

This question emerged in Yao Laoliu's mind. His lips trembled. He wanted to open his mouth, but he couldn't.

He could only silently feel that his life force was fading away, and it was about to return to its original state.

This sudden scene really gave everyone present a fright.

"You. . . You killed Yao Laoliu!!"

Xie Qingzhi said in shock.

Young Martial Uncle held Yao Laoliu's shoulder with one hand and the long knife with the other. Under everyone's shocked eyes, he turned the handle of the knife and slowly pulled it out from Yao Laoliu's body.

This process looked very bloody because blood kept spurting out from Yao Laoliu's wound. Some of it even splashed onto Young Martial Uncle's body, but he did not care.

"What are you doing?"

The middle-aged scholar was silent for a long time. He clenched his fists in his sleeves and asked through gritted teeth, What are you doing?!

"He is insulting me. "

Young Martial Uncle replied stiffly, "So he must die. "

“. . . ”

The middle-aged scholar fell silent again.

Based on his experience of working with Soong Daotian over the past few years, he knew this person quite well. He did not fight for anything and did not fight for anything. Even when he was humiliated and scolded by others, he would never care.

The middle-aged scholar originally thought that his stable personality could be maintained, but who would have thought that he would suddenly explode today and cause an unacceptable result.

This was truly shocking.

A long time ago, the middle-aged scholar had heard someone say that one should not easily provoke honest people.

Usually, when one bullied them, they would smile and pass. However, the human heart was made of flesh. How could one really forget such a thing? It was just that they kept it in their hearts.

Once one day, this long-accumulated anger suddenly erupted, it would inevitably lead to a huge terror.

Many people seemed to have good tempers, but it was fine if they were not angry. Once they were angry, they would destroy mountains and rivers, destroy heaven and earth.

The middle-aged scholar did not take these words seriously in the past, but after seeing Young Martial Uncle's performance today, he knew that such a person really existed.

But in reality, he had indeed thought too much.

The reason why Young Martial Uncle killed Yao Laoliu was purely because he wanted to cooperate with Chu Yun to kill everyone here, not because of what Yao Laoliu had said to him today. He would not care about it in the past, nor would he care about it in the future.

. . . "Let me see. "

The middle-aged scholar took a deep breath. He was still unwilling to accept the outcome of Yao Laoliu's death.

He walked in front of Yao Laoliu's corpse, squatted down, and carefully examined Yao Laoliu's wound. He seemed to have a glimmer of hope, wondering if there was any possibility of saving Yao Laoliu.

Although this kind of injury that had been cut in the chest by a knife would cause 99 out of 100 people to die on the spot, what if?

What if Yao Laoliu was born with the right heart and saved them in time? There was still a possibility of survival.

Although he didn't like Yao Laoliu at all, he had to admit that Yao Laoliu was very useful as a knife. He wouldn't give up so easily.

However, what the middle-aged scholar did not expect was that just as he squatted down, a sharp rushing wind sound came from behind him.

The middle-aged scholar was shocked, and then anger appeared.

. . . "How dare you?!"

As he spoke, he immediately dodged to the side.

However, no matter how fast he was, there was no way he could dodge this unprepared slash.

With a swoosh, Young Martial Uncle's saber cut a very long and deep gash on the back of the middle-aged scholar. It was so deep that the bone could be seen. The flesh on both sides of the wound immediately split open.

Intense pain came from his back. Young Martial Uncle's overbearing saber intent also entered his body along with the wound, crazily stirring and attacking his dantian.

However, the middle-aged scholar's strength was terrifying after all. Under normal circumstances, he would be able to suppress Young Martial Uncle by a large margin.

At this moment, he was supporting himself with one hand on the ground. His body did not falter in the slightest as he flipped over and stood opposite of Young Martial Uncle. He stared at Young Martial Uncle with a vigilant expression. His eyes were filled with anger and disbelief as he said, "Do you know what you are doing?! How dare you kill me?! "

"I should have done this a long time ago. "

Young Martial Uncle said in a deep voice. His cold expression finally showed a trace of a smile. There seemed to be a dark cloud in his heart that had been suppressed for a long time. At this moment, with the slash of the blade, it vanished into thin air.

It could be said that he had pushed away the clouds and clouds to see the blue sky.

"Do you want to die?!"

The middle-aged scholar stared fiercely at Young Martial Uncle and said, "Even if you want to die, do you want the Elemental River Sect to die with you? Do you know that I only need one sentence? We can destroy that damn small sect thousands of times!"

"I know. . . "

Young Martial Uncle nodded calmly. After a pause, he said, "So, I won't let you have the chance to speak again. "

"Crazy, this is crazy!"

Xie Qingzhi stood at the side and looked at Young Martial Uncle as if he had gone mad. First, he killed Yao Laoliu, and then he attacked their boss. He was so shocked that he couldn't say anything.

Among them, Xie Qingzhi thought that Yao Laoliu, him, and even Bai Yan might betray him, but Young Martial Uncle was definitely the most reliable one.

Because the others basically had nothing to worry about, they only relied on the control of desire and the seed of devil pill, which was why they had no choice but to work under the middle-aged scholar.

However, Young Martial Uncle had something to worry about.

He remembered the entire Sect. As long as the Sect still existed, Young Martial Uncle would be willing to be their puppet.

But now, Young Martial Uncle didn't care about anything and just killed Yao Laoliu and the middle-aged scholar. Apart from making him think that Young Martial Uncle had gone mad, Xie Qingzhi really had no other explanation for this.

At this moment, a sharp wind suddenly attacked Xie Qingzhi from the side.

. . . "What?!"

Xie Qingzhi was shocked in his heart, and the expression on his face was even more stunned.

With his reaction speed, he could only make some subtle expressions at this moment, but the changes in his body were slower by a beat, because the speed of the attack was really too fast.

The sword light streaked across the cold air like a meteor. It was extremely fast and arrived in an instant.

In less than a quarter of an hour. The extremely sharp Sword Qi had already arrived in front of Xie Qingzhi.

Puchi!

The Sword Qi pierced through Xie Qingzhi's body, through his throat, through his entire cervical vertebra, and out from the back of his neck.

Young Martial Uncle used a knife. So the person who used the sword at this moment was naturally Chu Yun.

After Young Martial Uncle attracted the attention of everyone present, Chu Yun, who was pretending to be unconscious, suddenly became incomparably free. No one noticed his existence.

When his target, Xie Qingzhi, was finally attracted by Young Martial Uncle's action, the attack that Chu Yun had accumulated for a long time was finally unleashed.

It was like a lightning strike!

Xie Qingzhi was caught off guard, and his neck was pierced through by the sword, causing him to die on the spot.

He died even more quickly than Yao Laoliu, and before he died, he died. Xie Qingzhi didn't even manage to say a word.

There were a total of five experts in the courtyard. Now, under the sudden attack of Chu Yun and Young Martial Uncle, there were only three of them left.

In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged scholar discovered that he was alone and heavily injured.

Due to Young Martial Uncle's strike, there was still a large amount of saber intent left in his body. It blocked his vital energy and prevented him from condensing his strongest combat strength.

He panted heavily as he looked at the little fox in front of him. Its body gradually transformed into the appearance of an adult male. The middle-aged scholar knew that he had fallen into a trap.

"You actually colluded with outsiders!"

The middle-aged scholar took a deep breath. He looked at Young Martial Uncle in front of him as though he was extremely pained.

Young Martial Uncle looked at him coldly and said, "Don't show this act of trust and betrayal in front of me. You know you are not such a person. You are not worthy of other people's loyalty. "

"Ha, haha!"

When the middle-aged scholar heard this, he first sneered. Then, he laughed heartily. He laughed so loudly that tears almost flowed out of his eyes. He had lost his composure.

"Good, good, good. As expected of someone who has been by my side for such a long time. He truly understands me well. "

The middle-aged scholar took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. When he looked at Young Martial Uncle and Chu Yun, his gaze had already become incomparably cold. He said, "Then, since you dare to betray me, do you know? How terrifying is my true strength? You want to kill me with just the two of you? Dream on! "

After saying that, Young Martial Uncle's facial expression changed.

Because in a very short period of time, he could feel an extremely powerful aura emerging from the middle-aged scholar's body.

As the dark leader of the organization, the middle-aged scholar was not only in charge of the overall situation, but also his own strength, which Young Martial Uncle and Yao Laoliu could not compare with.

However, other than his cultivation and strength on the surface, the middle-aged scholar also hid many unknown techniques that could provide him with an extremely powerful combat strength. As a result, he was seriously injured, and he still had confidence when facing Young Martial Uncle and Chu Yun at the same time. He did not panic at all.

Due to the fear of this organization, Young Martial Uncle's fingers, which were holding the saber, had turned white. He was very nervous.

He had never seen this middle-aged scholar's trump card, but he could imagine how terrifying it was.

He had already made plans in his heart. If things reached an irreversible stage, even if he had to sacrifice himself, he would still send Chu Yun out safe and sound.

For many years, this notion of sacrifice had been deeply engraved in his heart.

And Chu Yun was undoubtedly a person worthy of his sacrifice. He was already old. And Chu Yun was still young. Compared to the Elemental River Sect, he definitely needed someone like Chu Yun more.

However, Chu Yun, who was standing opposite the middle-aged scholar, had a look of disdain. The corner of his mouth slowly raised, and a contemptuous expression appeared on his face.

"Stinking brat, you dare look down on me!"1

The middle-aged scholar narrowed his eyes. In this short period of time, he had already sensed Chu Yun's emotions. That disdain and contempt immediately made him extremely angry.

However, in the next moment, the anger in his heart came to an abrupt halt.

Because, in front of him, a huge figure appeared. That figure wore a purple imperial dragon robe and a tassel on his head. He stood high above the stars, as if he was a god or ruler that ruled over all life and fate.

The terrifying figure stood behind Chu Yun and pointed at him.

The True God descended and crushed all living beings.

Boom!

The power of that finger was incomparably terrifying, as if an entire star had fallen from the nine heavens. Carrying an unstoppable aura and pressure, it smashed onto his body with a loud bang.

The trump card of the middle-aged scholar, the accumulated strength of the middle-aged scholar, seemed to not be worth mentioning in the face of this terrifying power.

Although this power was far from the level of a Fate Wheel Stage in the eyes of the middle-aged scholar, it could undoubtedly be called a half-step Fate Wheel Stage. That terrifying power was not something a Nirvana Stage warrior could withstand.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The middle-aged scholar let out an unwilling roar. He used all his strength to resist this terrifying attack.

However, under the might of that terrifying finger, his arms were quickly shattered, turning into tiny bits of flesh and bones. Then his shoulders, then his chest, and then his entire body.

This process was carried out extremely quickly, in less than the blink of an eye.

However, the powerful life of the middle-aged scholar ended in a split second.

Young Martial Uncle stood where he was and looked back in a daze. His eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

Such a powerful middle-aged scholar had already used his last trump card in his life, but in front of Chu Yun, he was merely a match.

It was just a finger.

The huge rock that had been pressing down on his heart for many years suddenly cracked, turned into dust, and dissipated into thin air.

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