At the cave mouth, three auras arrived: one vigorous like fire, two with pervasive intent.
Three more great experts!
“I knew there was a backup plan!” Bei Huang stamped his foot, his eyes sharp as a hawk.
“Charge out?” Leng Juesheng turned back.
“Capture the Huangfu family people!” Bei Huang paused his step, then immediately turned back.
Once everyone made a move, with similar strengths, it would basically be an open hand.
The auras from the cave mouth, whether thick or ethereal, not only outnumbered them but also surpassed them in power. Forcing a breakthrough would not only fail but also allow the three behind to catch up, resulting in a pincer attack from front and rear, certain death.
Better to turn back and break through that expert using shaman arts. The other one appeared young, with shallow magical power, and the last woman had the weakest strength, not worth considering.
With the two of them going all out, they could surely achieve a quick victory, then seize the two from the Huangfu family, making the opponents hesitate to act.
As for the question of why capturing the Huangfu family would be useful…
If the opponents did not care about the lives of the two from the Huangfu family, they could simply push forward with force, breaking skill with strength. Why bother sneaking in first and splitting their forces in two places?
Seeing the two demons turn back, Fan Boyu glared with both eyes. “Looking down on me!?”
With people on both sides, yet them charging towards his side, what else could it be but looking down on him?
Fan Boyu spread both hands and spat out a mass of smoke from his mouth. Points of spiritual light emerged from his hands and seeped into the smoke, forming a curse technique that rushed straight at the two.
Bei Huang shifted his body, using Leng Juesheng to block the curse technique, charging straight at Lu Zheng.
Leng Juesheng also knew this was the critical moment. Not only did he surge with demonic qi, but he also drew a curved blade in reverse grip, slashing three times at Lu Zheng.
If Lu Zheng dared to dodge, Bei Huang could immediately break through Liu Qingyan’s defence and seize her along with the two from the Huangfu family.
“Well come!”
Lu Zheng patted his gourd, and a peach wood sword appeared in his hand. The wood sword pointed repeatedly, and three streams of white cloud sword qi burst through the air.
Bei Huang formed hand seals, splitting the smoke into five strands, which surprisingly turned into five shadowy figures shrouded in smoke, advancing from five directions.
Lu Zheng’s eyes flashed, and five red jade swords flew out from the gourd, drawing five afterimages as they rushed at the five figures.
However, the five figures waved in unison, deflecting the flying swords, not allowing Lu Zheng to probe which were real or fake.
As expected, no seasoned old demon was easy to deal with.
At this moment, time was pressing. Liu Qingyan did not dare to relax her defence at all, entering the gourd with the old matriarch. After all, one lapse could allow the opponents to seize a flaw.
On the other side, Lu Zheng retreated a step, golden light flickering in both eyes.
“Golden Palace Heart Sword, strike!”
“Flying Cloud Evil-Breaking, swift!”
“Qingwei Jade Chen, pivot divine transport thunder, strike for me!”
“Rumble!”
If he could not distinguish, then do not distinguish. Flood the sky and earth with attacks; he could always sort it out.
All were experts; how could an ordinary cave withstand such powerful spells?
The four merely exchanged one move, and the entire cave began to rumble and shake incessantly.
In the next moment, Lu Zheng’s eyes flashed. Countless attacks launched, yet he still could not spot the difference among the five shadowy figures.
Then, an invisible blade slashed across, and Lu Zheng paused. His upper body involuntarily tilted sideways, collapsing to the ground.
“Young Master Lu!”
Huangfu Jing panicked in shock. Lu Zheng had actually been bisected at the waist!
The hidden Bei Huang then revealed himself, his face twisted in a ferocious grin, about to grab Huangfu Jing. But suddenly, terror appeared on his face.
This person in front had been bisected at the waist, where was the blood?
And why was that fox spirit not panicked at all?
“Qingwei Jade Chen, Supreme Unity Five Thunders, blast the hell out of him!”
Five consecutive thunderbolts, each stronger than the last, all struck down on Bei Huang’s head.
“Puff!”
Bei Huang spewed a mouthful of blood wildly.
Only now did he see that the young man who had just been bisected at the waist was standing safely to the side, while the object he had bisected turned into two clods of earth, merely shaped like a human.
Puppet technique? He had been careless!
Seeing Lu Zheng about to form another seal, Bei Huang hurriedly gathered the five smoke figures, then retreated in haste. Turning his head, he saw that Leng Juesheng and that handsome uncle had clashed two more moves. Though slightly in the upper hand, victory was not immediate.
And at that very moment, three more figures appeared at the cave mouth.
A middle-aged man in official robes, clad in the black robe of the Zhenyi Division, with a雄浑 aura.
A middle-aged Daoist in a cyan Dao robe, surrounded by white clouds, holding a whisk in hand.
An old Daoist in a blue Dao robe, hands empty, slightly hunched, looking a bit lecherous. But lightning flickered in his eyes, making him the strongest among the three.
Behind the three of them followed two more figures: two young women, protected by them, looking curiously at the battle in the cave.
Damn it!
Bei Huang gritted his teeth. Seeing the ruthless glint in Leng Juesheng’s eyes, he slashed three times at Fan Boyu with his long blade, then turned towards the old matriarch and Huangfu Jing of the Huangfu family.
Killing peers was out of the question now, but these two traitors had to die!
However…
With everyone arrived, did he still have a chance?
Lu Zheng retreated three steps, sending out successive white cloud great hand seals, not seeking merit but avoiding fault.
Then, with cloud qi, he shielded himself and the three behind, white clouds layer upon layer, dense and impenetrable, as solid as a fortress of gold.
Leng Juesheng charged up but could do nothing against this cloud qi.
Fan Boyu was about to advance again when he heard True Person Shouyi say to Wang Xiaowan, “Xiaowan, watch how our Qingwei Palace’s thunder arts slay demons!”
As the words fell, a Supreme Unity Five Thunders Curse struck down on Leng Juesheng’s head.
Leng Juesheng protected himself with thick demonic power but was still hit at the crown by the thunder. The thunder entered his body, immediately wounding him.
Only now did Lu Zheng realise that True Person Shouyi’s strength was absolutely the foremost among their side.
Fan Boyu curled his lip, waved his hand at Du Yueyao to signal her to watch. “See the methods of our Yuansheng Sect!”
Then, he raised his right hand, about to act.
But unexpectedly, Bei Huang suddenly knelt down, kowtowing repeatedly to the crowd. “I surrender! I surrender! Please, lords, spare my life. Bei Huang is willing to guard the home and courtyard hereafter, at the command of you lords!”
Fan Boyu could not help but falter, nearly choking on his breath.
You are a great northern domain demon; have you no shred of dignity to die unbowed?
“Bei Huang!”
Leng Juesheng was still stubbornly resisting his injuries while entangled with the white cloud great hand seal. Hearing Bei Huang’s words nearly twisted his back.
But before he could continue scolding, he saw Fan Boyu’s right hand turn, and a soul-dissolving bone-eroding curse rushed towards him.
At the same time, he heard that aged voice rise again.
“Just now it was the Supreme Unity Five Thunders Method, but now we cannot use wind, fire, or thunder, lest it damage his fur. Best to use the Supreme Seal Subduing Spirit Thunder.”
Then, Leng Juesheng felt a thunderous tone resound in his mind.
Before he could gather his true spirit to resist, Fan Boyu’s soul-dissolving curse arrived in sync, dissolving a third of the true spirit he was about to form.
Then, just before losing consciousness, he heard the young man behind say, “This fellow is truly pitiful; he has become a tool for the two masters to demonstrate their own methods.”
Bloody hell!
