Chapter 133: Kill Your Way Up to Wudang Clan

  Time flies, and soon a month has passed. The situation in Luocheng is becoming increasingly severe, and everyone can feel the oppressive feeling before the storm arrives. At this time, there are almost no people moving around in Luocheng, and originally there were not many people to begin with. After Xu Hua's last chaotic killing spree, there are even fewer people now.

  Both Wu Ding and Niu's side are waiting for an opportunity, a chance to make a comeback against their opponent.

  Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

  Distant skies transmitted waves of sonic booms, and a large group of figures rapidly approached from all directions. At the same time, several old men in Luocheng also rose into the air, as this wave was too great to ignore, allowing them to feel it even within Luocheng.

  "Who will be the strong one?" The old master of Mingyang Sect frowned slightly, and Wu Ding Shi Taigong smiled faintly not far from him. "It seems that today is the day of the final battle! Three years have passed, and it's been dragged on for three years! Today can finally come to an end."

  "Hah! Hah! Hah! Wu Ding Lao Zu, Chi Shan has arrived late!" The person who came was indeed Chi Shan, and behind him were the strong men of the Chi Ying Sect, as well as the powerful individuals from the Zhao and Sun families.

  "Chi Zong Zhu has arrived just in time!" Chi Shan has once again become the master of Chi Ying Sect, holding the power of Chi Ying Sect.

  When they heard this, Chen Shi, Niu Shi and Mingyang Zong's people were shocked and loudly discussed.

  "What's going on? Udong actually has an ally! Are we going to die?"

  Just at this moment, the people of Wuding had not been proud for a long time, and two more groups of people rushed over. A group from the south was led by a young man, followed by a group of old men with scattered white hair.

  "Cheng Tang has arrived at the north of Cheng Tang Valley!"

  "That young man is Bei Chengtang, who is still under twenty years old. His actual strength can be compared to that of the Old Ancestor of the Martial Hall!"

  The old man following him was a martial arts elder and an old servant of Cheng Tang Valley.

  Listening to Wu Ding's introduction of this person, Chi Shan's pupils contracted slightly and said: "A servant, can actually become a strong martial artist!"

  In the north, there is also a group of people rushing over, but except for a few people, no one knows their identities.

  "Haha, Feng Xing Chang, we've been waiting for you!" The Niu and Chen clans, as well as the three ancestors of the Ming Yang Sect, all came forward to greet him. This made the Wu Ding clan's people feel a pang in their hearts - they had found an ally, but unexpectedly, the Niu clan had also found one.

  "Who are they?" Akayama had a bad feeling in his heart, and as the hereditary lord of Rakujō, he knew something about some of the surrounding forces. Udon-san muttered to himself, "Fūkō Chō? Could it be the head of Seijō's Tenfū Shanghang?"

  "The Tianfeng Chamber of Commerce, I didn't expect you to actually get in touch with the Tianfeng Chamber of Commerce." Wu Ding's ancestor looked at Niu Shi, Chen Shi, Mingyang Zong Sanzu and Fengtian Shang, his face gloomy, as if he was about to squeeze out water. His eyes changed several times, and finally he spoke up, saying: "Feng Xingchang, are you sure you want to intervene? Even if you do intervene, the most that will happen between us is that we'll both suffer losses, so why not just give up?"

  Feng Tian Shang looked at the helmsman of the Wu Ding clan and laughed, saying: "Who said that both sides would suffer? You're too self-righteous!"

  At this moment, a rapid breaking sound came from afar again. The faces of all the people in Wudang Sect did not look good, and the old ancestor of Luosheng Sect was even more unpredictable.

  "Could it be that there's still someone else?! Which side will they be on?" Everyone in the Niu clan was extremely excited, and judging from the looks of it, the newcomer should be on their own side. This way, their chances of winning would be even greater.

  "Wudeng old ghost, do you still remember me, Chu Jianzong?" The newcomer's loud and wild laughter shook everyone's eardrums, and the newcomer was none other than a member of the Western Chu Sword Sect, as well as Xue Mo, Luo Cheng, and members of the Blood God Palace.

  A month ago, the members of Xue Shen Gong were taken by Luo Yu to Feng Tian City, where they destroyed the three major forces in one fell swoop. After avenging their family feud, Luo Yu, who had always been cold and unfeeling, surprisingly burst into tears. This was the first time the members of Xue Shen Gong saw their second leader cry.

  The battle of Burning Heaven City, the three major forces were indeed destroyed, and the Blood God Palace members also lost ten people. Thirty members of the Blood God Palace were seriously injured, and most others were lightly injured. After returning to Jiuzhai Gou, after half a month of recuperation, plus the help of the young master, their injuries finally healed.

  Of course, their gains were not small either. "Killing Magic Classics" was originally a domineering technique for taking away the true energy from others' bodies. After this battle, almost everyone who survived had a slight increase in strength, with Luo Yu being the most notable. He absorbed the true energy from the strongest people of the three major forces, causing his true energy cultivation to reach the late stage of Martial Emperor in one go, and his strength was no weaker than Xu Hua's.

  However, the "Killing Devil Classics" from Wu Huang to Wu Zun is a hurdle. If one only accumulates true energy, it is impossible to advance to Wu Zun. Only by constantly refining the true energy to make it more pure can one possibly refine the aura and become a strong Wu Zun.

  "Western Chu Sword Sect! Has Western Chu Sword Sect also arrived?"

  "Is heaven going to destroy my family of Wu Ding?"

  The six powerful warriors of the Wudang Clan and the old ancestor of the Luosheng Sect all fell silent. The name "Chu Jianzong" made their hearts tremble, for he was a veteran powerful warrior. With him joining in, did the Wudang Clan still have any chance?

  Bei Chengtang's eyes twitched as he looked at the man who claimed to be the Western Chu Sword Sect, his expression slightly changing.

  A moment later, a tall and sturdy middle-aged man stopped in front of Niu's side, with Xue Mo and Xu Hua standing beside him.

  "Yuan Brother" Xu Hua, supported by Luo Cheng, was the first to arrive in front of Yuan Lingxuan. Yuan Lingxuan also smiled and looked at Xu Hua and the others, saying: "I didn't expect that even in this small country of Song, there would be such a scene."

  The Niu family was even more invigorated, if the arrival of Tian Feng Shang had boosted their confidence, then the arrival of Chu Jian Zong made everyone filled with infinite fighting spirit!

  "With the Western Chu Sword Sect on our side, we're sure to win!" As people of Luocheng, many of them had grown up listening to the legends of the Western Chu Sword Sect. Nothing could be more exciting for them than fighting alongside the Western Chu Sword Sect.

  "Chu Jianzong, I, Wuding Clan's patriarch, have not offended you, have I?!" The Wuding Clan's patriarch was greatly shocked in his heart at this moment, he never could have thought it would be such a scene.

  Chu Jianzong swept a glance at the strong men of the Wuding clan and said calmly, "Wuding old ghost, what is your Wuding clan thinking, don't I know already?"

  At the same time, Bei Cheng Tang also looked at Luo Cheng beside Chu Jian Zong. When he saw Luo Cheng following Xu Hua, he was slightly stunned and somewhat shocked. As the master of the Bei Cheng Tang Valley, Bei Cheng Tang, who was destined to achieve greatness in this life, had only a few people who could truly catch his eye. People like Wu Ding Shi's six ancestors, Niu Shi's old ancestor, Luo Sheng Pai's old ancestor, Chen Shi's old ancestor and others were indeed powerful martial arts masters, but he didn't put them in his eyes.

  After all, his future achievements are at least on the same level as his master Xue Chengtang. In the entire Luocheng, only Blood Demon Luo Cheng can enter his eyes. The Ghost Sword Emperor Liu Yidao is extraordinary, but he is only half a person. However, now the person Xue Chengtang values ??is following him like a servant, which makes it hard for him to accept for a while.

  He immediately paid more attention to Xu Hua, Yuan Lingxuan and Luo Lie, finding that the strength of these three people was not weak either, but it should still be inferior to Xue Mo. Although he was curious, he was proud and would not put down his body to come together with Xu Hua and others.

  When he inherited the position of Lord of the Valley of Song, he also accepted the glory and pride of the Valley of Song, which made him even more lonely than ordinary people.

  "Hah! Hah! Hah! Did you really think you could take down the Wu Ding clan?!" At this moment, the old master of the Wu Ding clan suddenly burst out laughing. "Do you think I, Wu Ding, don't have any tricks up my sleeve?! I, Wu Ding, am one of the founding heroes of the country of Shan, and half of the country was conquered by my ancestors! Although the royal family is wary of me, they won't just sit back and watch as the Wu Ding clan is destroyed. Before this, I had already informed the royal family, and soon someone will be sent from the palace - all your efforts are doomed to be in vain!"

  "The royal family is going to intervene! This can't be true! All these years, the royal family has never intervened in such matters." Many people were skeptical, "He's lying, the royal family wouldn't intervene!"

  What he couldn't bear most was Xu Hua, who had to destroy the Wu Ding clan in order to comfort Little Ying's spirit in heaven. He would not allow any accidents.

  "Kill them all, leave none alive!"

  Xu Hua immediately spoke up, and as soon as he did, the Blood Demon let out a loud roar and charged towards Wu Ding Shi. The Ghost Sword Emperor Liu Yidao, the Western Chu Sword Sect, Bai Qiutang, Luo Hou, and the members of the Blood God Palace all sprang into action at once, along with everyone from Cheng Tang Valley.

  "Kill!"

  The Chen, Niu and Mingyang Sect's three ancestors hesitated for a moment before also making their move against the Wuding Clan. The Wuding Clan's patriarch let out a cold shout, and his side immediately followed suit, both sides engaging in an intense battle, the scene descending into chaos.

  Xu Hua, unable to fly, was sent to the ground by Xue Yi. These people were in mid-air, less than eighty zhang away from the ground, just within Xu Hua's control range of "Sheng Gong". Immediately, Xu Hua activated "Sheng Gong" and began to extract the life essence from Wu Ding Shi, a strong man from this side.

  After a month, Xu Hua's injuries had long since healed, but because he couldn't fly, he couldn't intervene in this battle. The Wudang clan's martial emperors were originally fewer than the Niu clan's, so naturally no one could take care of him.

  "Wudeng old ghost, your opponent is me!" Xichu Sword Sect shouted at Wudeng's ancestor with a loud voice, his spiritual sword swung at the ancestor, whipping out a strip of cloth, as fast as lightning, shooting towards the ancestor.

  A silver sword aura flashed through the air, and everyone quickly retreated, afraid of being affected by this sword. The old master's face looked ugly, as the Western Chu Sword Sect was a well-known strong sect for many years, and its strength was absolutely on the same level as his.

  At this time, a purple bronze bell with various textures suddenly appeared in his hand. He gathered the aura of his palm and slapped it, and immediately a loud sound of Da Yu's bell spread from inside the purple bronze bell.

  The invisible sound waves collided with the silver whip, producing a fierce impact that spread in all directions. Many people were affected, their eardrums stinging from the sudden loudness of the great bell's tolling.

  "Ah! Ah! Ah!"

  Many of Wu Huang's early warriors covered their ears with both hands, turned red in the face, and fell from the sky like a meteor.