988 The Fight between Ninth Level Half-Saints

When everyone thought that Gu Linfeng would compromise, he kept his attitude stern. He said slightly, "I'll say this for the last time. If you want to take the stone beauty away from me, you have to step on my corpse first."

Hearing this, the eyes of Kong Hongbi turned cold.

Murong Yue looked at Zhang Ruochen, feeling confused. The Crown Prince had always been a reasonable person. How could he lose his mind for a strange woman?

But since the Crown Prince had made up his mind, the fight was due to happen today.

Murong Yue operated Holy Qi, and a bright crescent showed up above her head. It went up to the sky, thousands of meters high, giving out dazzling brilliance like the second moon in the night sky.

It was her signal.

Seeing the bright moon, powerful figures of the Murong Family rushed in the Pearl Light Pavilion at their fastest speed.

"Young Master."

All six were powerful figures in the Half-Saint State.

Among them, the most powerful one had reached the Ninth Level of Half-Saint.

Murong Yue nodded slightly and looked at Zhang Ruochen. "Once the battle starts, Lord Gu, please take the stone beauty away with you first. Powerful figures of the Murong Family and I can stop the Young Master of the Sacred Central Crypt."

Apparently, Murong Yue worried about the safety of Zhang Ruochen. So she hoped that he could leave first and she would shield the retreat.

"I'm here to buy the soul of the elephant. Why should I leave?"

Zhang Ruochen put on a calm and firm look, "I will use some last resorts when needed. Even if Kong Hongbi ranks 7 on the Half-Saint Rank, there's nothing to worry about."

If it was out of absolute necessity, Zhang Ruochen would risk exposing his real identity to take the stone beauty away.

The breeze rippled the surface of the lake, which was dozens of hectares in space.

The shadows of the two moons blurred gradually in the lake.

The two forces were locked in confrontation. All Half-Saints onsite had released their Saint Soul Territory, making an awe-inspiring Qi.

To the southeast of the Pearl Light Pavilion, Ouyang Huan and Qi Feiyu sat opposite each other at the top of a star observation platform, looking at the lake with a perfect view.

There was a little furnace boiling tea on the stone plate between them. The scent given by the tea kettle surrounded the whole star observation platform, making it like a wonderland.

Qi Feiyu sat straight on the floor and looked at the lake. "If they keep fighting each other, the good relationship between the Blood God Sect and the Sacred Central Crypt might break off."

Ouyang Huan smiled softly. "Only if the Blood God Sect, the Sacred Central Crypt and the Moon Worship Demonic Sect unite together could we check and balance the Way of Taichi, Way of Confucius and the Ministry of War. The collaboration between us has extended to every industry with countless connections. How could they split up for a woman?"

Then, Ouyang Huan added, "At best, only Gu Linfeng would break off with Kong Hongbi, and those two will become enemies."

Qi Feiyu shook her head, "Gu Linfeng is way weaker than Kong Hongbi. He can't fight with Kong Hongbi yet."

Ouyang Huan looked confident and laughed. "Won't it be good for the Demonic Sect that the Blood God Sect should hold a grudge against the Sacred Central Crypt?"

It was true that the Blood God Sect, the Sacred Central Crypt and the Moon Worship Demonic Sect were in collaboration. But they also checked and competed with each other. 

If the Blood God Sect did fight with the Sacred Central Crypt, the Moon Worship Demonic Sect was the one to take benefits.

The black and white eyes of Qi Feiyu looked at Kong Hongbi, and said, "Kong Hongbi ranks 7 on the Half-Saint Rank. How powerful is he? Can you fight with him with your current cultivation?"

Ouyang Huan put on a grave face. He held the fan in hand, blowing the fire in the furnace. He thought for a while, and said, "I've only reached the Ninth State of Half-Saint, but Kong Hongbi is only one step away from becoming a saint. If I fight with him now, it could end in both ways with the same probability."

Qi Feiyu drew a cold breath, and her hearbeat sped up.

Not long ago, Ouyang Huan had returned to the Demonic Sect. He had challenged three saint elders of the Demonic Sect in a row, and shocked the whole sect with a result of two wins and one draw.

It was almost against the universal rule for a Half-Saint to defeat a saint.

Such a result stabilized Ouyang Huan's position as the Son of Deity. Nobody would threaten him anymore.

"If Kong Hongbi is truly that powerful, then he could kill all the powerful figures of the Black Market Excellence Hall and Gu Linfeng with one finger. Gu Linfeng has surely overestimated his strength."

Qi Feiyu shook her head, feeling sorry for Gu Linfeng.

The powerful figures of the Moon Worship Demonic Sect didn't come out to stop the fight between Gu Linfeng and Kong Hongbi. Rather, they opened all the Defense Formations around the lakeside, secluding it from the other parts.

Kong Hongbi showed a ruthless look. He scanned Zhang Ruochen and the monks of the Black Market Excellence Hall, and sneered, "A bunch of self-important nobodies should dare to challenge me. You are reckless and stupid."

It had to be told that there were many monks gathering around the lakeside, watching them attentively.

If Kong Hongbi couldn't take the stone beauty back, and teach Gu Linfeng a hard lesson, his reputation in the Kunlun's Field would surely drop in the future.

Before Kong Hongbi took his move, Saint General Yan Xu rushed ahead and said, "Why bother the Young Master? I can defeat them on my own."

Saint General Yan Xu stepped out. The Holy Qi that came with the step pressed down the water in the lake. 

"Whoever dares to rivel against the Young Master is going to die."

Six Half-Saints from the Murong Family rushed out from behind Murong Yue's to fight Saint General Yan Xu.

The man in the front was called Murong Chengfeng, a Ninth Level Half-Saint and a well-known figure in the Eastern Region.

The other five Half-Saints were as powerful as kings of the Ministry of War.

Facing the six powerful Half-Saints, Saint General Yan Xu didn't shudder, but burst out in laughter.

Dozens of thick thunder and lightning bolts gushed out from his arms, and he threw two palm prints together like a thunder god.

Rumble.

The floods condensed into two strands of thunder and lightning and flew out from his palms, attacking the six Half-Saints of the Murong Family. 

Except Murong Chengfeng, all the other five powerful Half-Saints were thrown back and fell on the lakeside.

It had to be told that two of the five powerful Half-Saints had reached the Seventh Level of Half-Saint.

It was astonishing that they couldn't resist one strike of Saint General Yan Xu together.

The whole lakeside was covered by thunder and lighting. Thickly and densely arranged electrical patterns shuttled to and fro in the lake water, boiling it.

"Saint General Yan Xu is truly the No.16 Saint General. Can Murong Chengfeng resist his attack?"

"Murong Chengfeng was a Ninth Level Half-Saint, a peak under the state of saint. Saint General Yan Xu is a little inferior to him."

Saint General Yan Xu let out a long and loud cry. He carried great might, and condensed a giant thunderball of light, which was ten meters in diameter, with a clasp of hands.

He turned his right hand to throw the thunderball to Murong Chengfeng.

"One blade separates life with death."

Murong Chengfeng was standing on the surface of the lake, as if he was stepping on a wild old sea full of thunder and lightning. He held the hilt with both hands, and condensed all Qi of the blade to chop above him with his full strength.

Blinding light of the blade hung down for hundreds of meters, like a river knife that had separated the sky from the ground. It had ripped the thunderball in two.

Saint General Yan Xu had two purple armor plates on his arms, taking the shape of shields.

With his two arms crossed, the two armor shields overlapped each other, showing dense inscriptions of thunder and lightning.

Zoom.

A Thunder Lightning Light Shield of 30 meters in diameter showed up, and stopped the light of blade of Murong Chengfeng. 

Murong Chengfeng shrank his eyes and stared at Saint General Yan Xu with a grave look. "You have reached the Ninth Level of Half-Saint?"

"That's right."

Saint General Yan Xu held his arms in front his chest, looking extraordinary.

Now that Saint General Yan Xu had reached the Ninth Level, he had the qualification to be put in the top ten of the 108 Saint Generals of Sacred Central Crypt.

Zoom.

The body of Saint General Yan Xu turned into a shooting star and raced to the summer house, attempting to capture Gu Linfeng.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click www.novelhall.comfor visiting.

If you want to round up the gang, you have to get the chief first.

As long as he could capture Gu Linfeng, he would lock up the win and could stop worrying that Murong Yue and Murong Chengfeng should impede.

Powerful as Gu Linfeng was, he was just a Fourth Level Half-Saint. As a Ninth Level Half-Saint, he could vanquish him with one single move.

But before Saint General Yan Xu could reach Gu Linfeng, he was stopped by Murong Chengfeng again. 

Saint General Gui Gu gave out cold Qi, standing behind Kong Hongbi. He said, "Murong Chengfeng is truly powerful."

Kong Hongbi sneered, "The Murong Family is a traitor of the Sacred Central Empire. Were it not for them hiding in the Eastern Region, the Master would have extinguished them. Now that monks of the Murong Family dare to come to the Central Region, how could I let them leave easily?"

"Gui Gu, you go and capture Murong Yue and Gu Linfeng. Make sure they come to me on their knees."

Saint General Gui Gu was a little hesitant, "Murong Yue is the Young Master of the Black Market Excellence Hall. Taking her might cause disputes between the Black Market and the Sacred Central Crypt."

Kong Hongbi looked confident, and he laughed like he was planning for the world, "Now that the world is going through a great uprising and the situation is becoming complicated, the Black Market Excellence Hall wouldn't dare to wage war against the Sacred Central Crypt. Besides, there are two young master of the Black Market Excellence Hall in the Eastern Region. Even if we kill Murong Yue, the consequence wouldn't be that severe."

"Alright, I'll capture Murong Yue and Gu Linfeng now."

The body of Saint General Gui Gu broke into pieces like a piece of paper. Then he changed into a dark cold wind which flew above the surface of the lake and raced to the summer house.

The black cold wind gave out a whirl. Hundreds of ferocious ghost shadows could be seen dancing in the wind unclearly.

The ghost shadows overlapped with each other to become a headless ghost which was 100 meters tall. It reached out a claw, which was as big as a house, to press down on the summer house. 

The piercing cold Qi froze the lake in just a second.

Before the claw of the ghost landed, the crossbeam of the house couldn't stand the strong pressure and showed lines of cracks, giving a cracking sound.

Saint General Gui Gu ranked 9 among the 108 Saint Generals of Sacred Central Crypt, and was much stronger than Saint General Yan Xu.

Murong Yue's face lost color. With a tremble, blood came out of her eyes.

The Saint Soul Territory of the Saint General Gui Gu had wounded her severely.

It was imaginable that once his giant claw did come down, the people in the summer house would either die or become disabled.