Chapter 92 An Idiot Surnamed Chen

"Sir, what exactly is going on?" Dressed in black and white robes, the two of them also raised their eyes to look at the red-robed magistrate. Clearly, the sudden appearance of the flood dragon was not part of their plan.

The red-robed judge frowned, and his expression was extremely ugly.

"The news from the palace is that the flood dragon will not be born until three days later. I don't know what exactly is going on." As he spoke, he looked at the flood dragon in the river that had already revealed half of its body, and a fierce expression flashed in his eyes.

"Since the Flood Dragon has appeared, I believe there will be people from the palace soon. Follow me to restrain it and wait for the palace's rescue." The magistrate said, but soon he seemed to recall something. He added, "The news of the flood dragon cannot be leaked. You go and silence all the disciples of the Exquisite Pavilion."

Unlike what he had said before, the judge's words were addressed to the dozens of azure-robed and purple-robed Asuras beneath him.

The Dark Asura Hall was indeed a place that obeyed the rules.

But sometimes, the so-called rules were meaningless in the face of absolute interests.

Similarly, he did not use any method similar to voice transmission from afar, either because of the urgency of the situation or because he was confident in his own strength.

Therefore, these words naturally fell into the ears of Xu Han and the others without missing a single word.

The faces of the people who had helped each other stand up immediately changed.

The earth trembled, and the Asuras were all physical cultivators. In terms of adaptability, they were much better than ordinary cultivators like You Lingqu . At this moment, they had already adapted to this abnormal situation and were charging towards the crowd with killing intent.

Clang!

At that time, with a crisp sound, the petite Fang Ziyu suddenly stepped forward.

A cold expression suddenly appeared on her somewhat baby-fat face.

"Hurry up and leave. I'll take care of this place." She didn't know how to speak, and at that moment, boundless true essence poured out from her body like a tide.

She stretched out her sword and hundreds of sword shadows appeared on her sword, slowly spinning around with the sword as the center.

"Go." A sword light flashed in her eyes as she spat out a royal decree.

At that moment, the hundreds of sword shadows turned into cold light and flew out. The blade of the sword was as cold as a tiger descending from a mountain.

Pu!

Pu!

Streaks of bloody light exploded from the pouncing crowd.

In the blink of an eye, several Asuras had fallen beneath the blade of the sword.

One had to know that these Asuras were all Diamond Realm and Violet Firmament Realm experts. Anywhere they were, they would be enough to sit in the position of Throne Master of Dark Asura Hall . Their fleshly bodies were so powerful that even the slightest indentation could not be left on their bodies by ordinary sharp blades, but under the sword shadow of Fang Ziyu 's sword intent and true essence, one after another, they drank their hatred on the spot.

This was the strength of Nether Opening Realm cultivators.

True essence released from a thousand miles away was enough to take a person's life.

However, the Asura was originally a corpse cultivated by the Dark Asura Hall . The death of their companions did not cause them to feel any fear. It could only deepen the fierceness in their bodies at this moment.

They stepped on the corpses of their companions and rushed over like evil wolves. In the blink of an eye, they were less than a hundred feet away from Fang Ziyu .

The fleshly body of a cultivator was powerful. Whether it was speed or instant burst of power, it was enough to crush cultivators of the same realm. Once they were promoted, Fang Ziyu would have no chance of winning in a situation where there were few enemies.

Fang Ziyu 's expression darkened as he thought about this.

She gritted her teeth and extended her other hand, lightly patting the hilt of Qing Feng's sword.

Ding!

The blade of Qing Feng's sword trembled, and a crisp sword cry spread out. Pure sword intent gushed out from the sword like a stream. Although it was not majestic, it was endless.

Fang Ziyu 's hands immediately spread out to both sides, and Qing Feng left the support of his hands and floated miraculously in front of her.

Her index and ring fingers stretched out, and the other three fingers bent. Following the trajectory of her hands, sword shadows appeared once again.

At this time, the Asuras had already reached a distance of less than ten zhang from her. With their speed, they could reach her in just a few breaths of time.

"Xia Ming is silent for eternity. One sword strikes against all armies!"

At this moment, a whispering sound came from Fang Ziyu 's mouth.

As the last word "military" fell, the strands of hair on Fang Ziyu 's forehead were suddenly raised. At this moment, Qing Feng led the thousands of sword shadows and flew out.

With this sword strike, everything was silent.

Howls of grief could be heard. Half of the Asuras that had killed him hated this sword move.

Fang Ziyu 's face immediately turned pale. Obviously, this stance also consumed a lot of energy for her.

Those Asuras who survived this sword move were naturally aware of this as well. Their feet moved a little faster, and in the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of Fang Ziyu . Sabers and swords that were shining brightly slashed towards Fang Ziyu 's vital spots from both sides with cold sharpness.

At this moment, Fang Ziyu had yet to recover from the previous battle. She had rarely fought with physical cultivators. Naturally, she did not expect their speed to reach such a high level. She did not expect them to be able to open up any defensive posture.

As Fang Ziyu looked at the swords and knives, his heart was filled with the desire to live and die.

She didn't have much fear, but felt that she hadn't seen that idiot surnamed Chen for the last time. She was extremely regretful.

"Be careful!" At this moment, an explosive shout rang out.

A saber and a right arm wrapped in white cloth stretched out from both sides of her body, almost blocking the incoming saber and sword.

It was Xu Han and You Lingqu .

Fang Ziyu , who had escaped death, was stunned. He turned his head to look at the two of them, his eyes filled with both joy and confusion.

When she stopped these Asuras, she had originally wanted to fight for her life in order to give Xu Han and the others a chance of survival, but she did not want them to actually return.

"You guys?" She was stunned and asked.

"This matter has arisen because of me. If Senior Sister is the only one left to fight for her life here, how would you have the face to go back and see Master?" You Lingqu slashed back at the Asura in front of him and said.

"Don't look at me. I owe the headmaster a favor and promised him to bring you back." Xu Han shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly.

Their answers caused Fang Ziyu 's heart to surge with emotions. At this moment, she realized that not only did Xu Han and You Lingqu not leave, but even Bai Fengyi and the others had put on airs behind them. Although he didn't say anything, the meaning of advancing and retreating together couldn't be more obvious.

At that time, Fang Ziyu nodded heavily.

"Alright! Today, I will bring everyone out with me!" After saying that, the girl's three-foot-long blade once again escaped from the distance. She held a long sword in her hand, and the boundless True Essence around her spat out once again, directly welcoming the incoming Asuras.

…

Linglong Pavilion, Mount Zhongju.

This mountain was abundant in spiritual energy, and even more so on the summit of the mountain.

In order to make better use of the spiritual energy here, the sages of the Exquisite Pavilion had specially opened three caves here, forming three formations to absorb the spiritual energy.

These three caves were called Liushuo, You Quan, and Qing Yin.

Among them, Liu Shuo and You Quan were occupied by Sikong Bai and Ye Hongjian respectively.

In the third cave, a white-robed, white-haired young man was sitting cross-legged. His face was calm and his appearance was white. At this moment, his eyes were tightly shut as if he had fallen into a deep sleep. On the ground beside him was a long sword. Its body was snow white, and its hilt was simple and unadorned.

It was a very ordinary sword.

Just like this man, other than his dazzling white hair, he was also a very ordinary person.

But unusually, he was surrounded by something called Insight.

That intent was far from as simple as the sword intent, and it was even more mixed with some indescribable things.

It was like a goshawk that spread its wings and a lion that fought against a rabbit.

Silence was like water, and when it moved, the tide would surge and thunder would rise.

Squeak.

With a hoarse sound, the entrance to the cave was pushed open from the outside.

The man's eyes also opened at that time. There seemed to be stars hidden in the depths of his pitch-black eyes, but there seemed to be nothing left.

"Ziyu, that child seems to have encountered some trouble. You should go." The person outside the cave said in a deep voice.

"Yes." The man nodded slightly, his face calm. The longsword beside him swung, and a sword sound rang out.

Although it was not loud, it was like the twilight bell.

Everything was silent.

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