novelraw Chapter 1003: What Arrogance
Chapter 1003: What Arrogance
A glimmering green Sword Light converged into the Netherworld River Water, pouring towards Uncle Yun and Mu Sha, with the Sword Force evidently even swifter and more exquisite than before.Seeing the Family Head about to awaken, the group had no scruples, finally unleashing the Guiyu Clan’s strongest secret technique without regard for gain and loss.
Uncle Yun and Mu Sha were already heavily injured, having fought for so long, they were exhausted, and faced with the opponent’s unreserved final strike, they found it even harder to respond.
After exchanging a single move, the already seriously injured Mu Sha was forcefully thrown out, still gripping his longsword tightly, yet unable to muster the strength to stand again.
Uncle Yun was also forced to retreat repeatedly by the opponent’s exquisite and intensifying Sword Force, facing perilous situations.
Within just a few moves, a sharp sword edge sliced across Uncle Yun’s chest, spraying blood everywhere. Uncle Yun retreated several steps, using his sword to support himself, a look of steadfast determination on his face.
"Kill!" Uncle Yun roared, using the last ounce of his strength, charged at the enemy again.
At this moment, Uncle Yun, covered in blood, his long hair dancing wildly, was like a War God descending.
Knowing Uncle Yun was seriously injured, even the few black-robed elders opposite him felt a sense of reverence in their hearts.
The black-clothed swordsmen who initially rushed into the courtyard hesitated, not daring to advance.
"He is already seriously injured and no longer capable of battle, kill him!" shouted one of the black-robed elders to the black-clothed swordsmen.
"Kill him, once the Family Head awakens, we will flatten the Mu Family," another black-robed elder shouted as if encouraging them.
Hearing the words Family Head, the black-clothed swordsmen’s spirits lifted, they shouted in unison and wielded their longswords attacking Uncle Yun.
Uncle Yun’s eyes showed a resolute determination, even at the end of his strength, he wouldn’t look down on these black-clothed swordsmen, but with nearly a hundred black-clothed swordsmen surging in like a tide, and with the black-robed elders watching with tiger-like vigilance, if he continued to fight, he would surely die.
But he couldn’t leave, for the Mu Family, for his duty, even if it meant using his last bit of strength, he couldn’t leave.
Mu Sha also struggled to stand up, his hand constantly trembling, almost unable to hold the sword, yet his body still exuded a strong battle intent.
"Flatten the Mu Family, such arrogance." Just as Uncle Yun and Mu Sha were ready to use their last bit of strength to fight desperately, Mu Hanyan’s cold voice sounded in mid-air.
Immediately, two Sword Lights descended from the sky, causing the surrounding air to freeze.
The black-clothed swordsmen attacking Uncle Yun and Mu Sha paused, like they were immobilized by a spell, petrified on the spot, as a gentle breeze blew past, those flesh bodies slowly dissipated in the wind and rain.
"Sword Saint! Who are you?" Seeing the might within the sword, the four black-robed elders’ expressions changed.
"Young Master! Quick, destroy the ancestral hall, do not let the Guiyu Clan’s Family Head awaken." Before Mu Hanyan could answer, Uncle Yun shouted loudly.
Just upon seeing Mu Hanyan, Uncle Yun was shocked and instinctively wanted him to leave, but then he saw Ye Lanfeng’s astonishing sword and immediately changed his mind.
He didn’t expect that the "servant" who had been following Mu Hanyan since returning to the Mu Family was actually a master of the Sword Saint Realm, capable of preventing the awakening of the Guiyu Clan’s Family Head.
Mu Hanyan’s heart trembled, she also sensed the sinister energy emanating from the ancestral hall and the increasingly strong waves of evil intent.
Initially, she was puzzled as to why Uncle Yun and Mu Sha, in such a critical situation, weren’t attempting to escape but were fighting to the death with the opponents. She understood at this moment; their purpose was to prevent the Guiyu Clan’s Family Head from awakening. Without much thought, she knew Uncle Yun and Mu Sha’s actions were to eliminate hidden dangers for the Mu Family.
Seeing the wounds on the two and the resoluteness in their eyes, Mu Hanyan was deeply moved by their loyalty.
The reason why the Mu Family could survive tens of thousands of years and carry on till today, besides the relentless efforts of generations of Mu Family members, cannot be separated from these loyal Mu Family Death Soldiers.
Without hesitation, Mu Hanyan flew up, slashing towards the ancient ancestral hall.
Upon hearing Uncle Yun’s words, the black-robed elders had already guessed Mu Hanyan and the others’ origins, how could they let her succeed?
With a movement, the four elders simultaneously blocked Mu Hanyan, four Sword Lights swept over, like a river from the Netherworld, pouring towards Mu Hanyan.
"Be careful!" Uncle Yun exclaimed.
The Guiyu Clan’s Evil Technique was too peculiar, although it hardly elevated the cultivation realm, the intricacy of the Sword Force made it very challenging for even someone in the Sword Saint Realm like him to cope, let alone Mu Hanyan, who had just recently ascended to Sword Master.
Without Uncle Yun’s warning, Mu Hanyan had already flown back. The Sword Force of these four black-robed elders was identical to that of the former middle-aged man, but they were Sword Master Ninth Rank experts, and the same Sword Force in their hands became not only more intricate but also doubled in might.
With her third-stage Sword Master strength, despite having the capability to defeat enemies across ranks, she certainly wasn’t a match for them.
Mu Hanyan retreated swiftly, but those four black-robed elders came even faster; in just a moment, several Sword Lights completely enveloped Mu Hanyan.
At this moment, a dazzling Sword Light came slashing through, seemingly tearing the heavens and earth, causing the green Sword Light resembling the Netherworld River Water to appear dim under this sword.
With a "clang," a prolonged sword sound, the black-robed elders were forced back a few steps, looking surprised at Ye Lanfeng standing in front of Mu Hanyan.
Though they had discerned Ye Lanfeng’s Sword Saint Realm strength from the previous sword, during the clash, they realized Ye Lanfeng’s strength was even more formidable than they had imagined.
Ye Lanfeng also retreated a step, his expression becoming incredibly grave.
He had utmost confidence in his strength, even if he were to face others with similarly regarded abilities like Dantai Changqing, they would only have one chance in his hands. But the four black-robed elders before him, clearly just Ninth Rank Sword Masters, accepted his sword together, yet only stepped back a few paces, at most slightly injured.
No wonder the Guiyu Clan was once powerful enough to coerce the royal families of various countries, this type of evil technique that could forcibly increase combat power without sacrificing life span or cultivation, even he had to handle it cautiously.
"I’ll hold them back, you destroy that ancestral hall," Ye Lanfeng said to Mu Hanyan.
"Okay, be careful yourself." Mu Hanyan knew, facing these four black-robed elders, she couldn’t be of much help, destroying the ancestral hall was the urgent task at hand.
Just as Mu Hanyan finished speaking, the ancestral hall began to shake violently again, releasing even more powerful Yin Cold Energy, while the Cold Sky Sword in Mu Hanyan’s hand emitted a clear humming sound.