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This was a true slap to the face. What did he mean by not using a weapon? Daoist Qing You's face was somewhat gloomy, as if he had been splashed by Dugu Chou.

"Humph!" Daoist Qing You didn't say anything. He immediately flew down from the roof and went to rest. His mental exhaustion was quite severe after being blown away by the gentle breeze. He was old to begin with and was barely able to bear it.

It had to be known that in order to calculate a person's moves, one needed an enormous amount of energy. Furthermore, Daoist Qing You was not a young man.

After the battle, Dugu Chou was the first to make his move. The moment Daoist Qing You descended onto the rooftop, the two azure steel swords in his hands were unsheathed. With two flashes of azure light, the Sword Qi became a rainbow that floated toward the Asura.

One had to know that Dugu Chou was a peak-level Sword Immortal with a hundred zhang of sword qi. Once his sword was unsheathed, it was inevitable that he would bring along a few heads as a sacrifice.

However, he had met his match today. The moment the green steel sword's sword light appeared, the Shura pulled out the thin sword on his back, the scorpion's tail.

This sword was matched by the previous generations of Capricorn Golden Warriors, and was also the first generation of Capricorn Golden Warriors' three unique sword techniques.

"Sky Stab!" The Shura watched as the sword Qi of the Cross made contact with his body, but when it was just a foot away, he quickly pulled out his sword. He could not see how Dugu Chou's sword had come out, and the tip of the sword suddenly pointed at the center of the sword Qi of the Cross, instantly dissolving Dugu Chou's attack.

His pupils instantly contracted. Others might not have seen it, but Dugu Chou could clearly see that his own sword move had been pointed at the weakest point. This was also the sword user's specialty, Break.

To be able to break through all illusions and weaknesses of a technique, thus being able to kill the opponent with a single blow, and then being able to defeat the opponent's superb sword technique with a single blow.

The scene became strangely quiet. Dugu Chou and the Shura's side stared at each other, seeing that their opponent would not be able to hold back and make the first move. If they made the first move, they would be at a disadvantage, and when experts fought, a single mistake could cost their lives.

"Sect Leader Yue, Grandma Ning, she … She's dead. " When Huashan Sect's Sect Leader Yue Fu came to's side to treat the blood-soaked Dan Chen, Dan Chen told him this news in a very sorrowful manner.

After sending out the healing pellet, Yue Fu immediately followed the direction that Dan Chen pointed to and found the dead Grandma Ning.

The old man's death looked very miserable. Even until his death, his eyes could not rest in peace, and from the shape of his mouth, it was clear that the last word he said was' Blessed '.

"Granny …" Yue Fu's heart surged with sorrow, the figure which he was hugging Grandma Ning with could not help but sway a little, and his feet also trembled slightly. This old man had taken care of him for most of his life, and she had watched him grow up, step by step.

Back then, when the girl he liked couldn't get anyone's blessings, it was her who silently supported him in the pursuit of happiness. She was like her own mother, caring for him even more than her own mother.

However, it was precisely such a kind old man. She had died, and her eyes could not rest in peace. Yet, even at the moment of her death, she was still thinking about him.

"Ah …"

The anger in his heart could not help but roar out, and the tears in Yue Fu's eyes couldn't help but flow uncontrollably.

"Who killed Grandma?" Yue Fu turned to look at Dan Chen, and asked coldly.

"The western barbarian that was fighting Young Master Mu was beaten to death by him in order to stop him." Perhaps it was because they were all women, but this old man had taught them how to cultivate and help them fight against bad people, but now that she was dead, she died just like that.

"Give me your life!" roared in anger. His eyes filled with hatred, they locked onto the expressionless Demon Holy Son Galahad who was fighting on the rooftop. With a heavy stomp, Yue Fu charged towards the Demon Holy Son Galahad like a madman.

Feeling the gale from behind him, Mu Tu retreated suddenly. The range of his blade intent was too large, and it was easy for him to accidentally injure his teammates, and the current Sect Leader Yue Fu obviously did not care about such things. Even if his life was exchanged for mine, he wanted to kill Galahad to avenge his mother-in-law.

"Tai Yue Three Clear Wind!" He raised his noble sword and it was a fatal move. He was attacking with a three-way sword move, and apparently, he was going to take Galahad's life.

"Hell's Law, Hand of Satan." Demon Holy Son Galahad tilted his body slightly, waving his hand to grab at the berserk Yue Fu with a huge claw. In his opinion, Yue Fu's strike was not very defensive, using attack as defense was instead the best choice.

However, he could not imagine the importance Central Plains people placed on emotions. As long as they could avenge someone they valued, it didn't matter to them.

The bones in his chest creaked, and it was obvious that several of them had been broken. However, the noble sword in his hand had also cut into Galahad's body at the same time.

Ah!" Yue Fu spat out a large mouthful of blood after the third breeze of the Tai Yue Sect. Following that, a close ranged attack of the purple qi from the east came. With the twist of his wrist, the bone in his chest was instantly broken.

At such a close distance, Galahad had no time to use the Devil's Scripture to defend himself. This strike had cut into his body, at the very least, it had cut off one of his waists.

The pain and injury from the distance caused a hint of clarity to appear in Galahad's eyes, but he still subconsciously struck the body of Sect Leader Yue Fu. The Sect Leader Yue's broken breastbone was penetrated through his body by this palm, and the Noble Sword was pulled out from the waist of Galahad.

"Bang bang!" The two of them fell down from the rooftop at the same time, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood.

The moment he landed on the ground, the awakening of Galahad's devil saint was completely interrupted. The Book of Hell in his hands fell to the ground, and the darkness in his eyes returned to normal.

Saint Galahad had returned, but he was also dying. Without the unique state of the Devil's Son, his wounds caused blood to flow out of his wounds, and his internal force recovered to the golden color. His wounds healed quickly, but they were not as painless as before.

The injuries on his wrist were first healed, followed by his body and waist. The state of the Demons was no longer there. Gladys slowly closed her eyes, and a stream of tears flowed down her cheeks. She was still a saint, but what she had done was not that easy to forget.