Sword Of Shooting Star And Bright Moon/C138 A Bloody Wind Appeared
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C138 A Bloody Wind Appeared

Ye Xiaotian glanced at the wooden chest. Qing Loongcang was still locked inside. Although he didn't know what was going on inside, he knew that he was in grave danger.

With this thought in mind, Ye Xiaotian felt somewhat anxious. However, two moves were useless. The current situation was very unfavorable to them.

"Wu Dang is a great figure in the martial arts world, but behind his decline is the shadow of the Bright Moon Tavern. Why did you switch sides and help the enemy? Have you forgotten about the revenge for your family's destruction?! " Ye Xiaotian could only find flaws in his words.

His words had obviously hit Soong Qingfeng's sore spot. Soong Qingfeng raised his head and looked at Ye Xiaotian with an expressionless face. The corner of his mouth curled up into a strange smile. "Yes. Behind the decline of Wudang. There was indeed the shadow of the Bright Moon Tavern. . . And this shadow is me. "

Initially, he wanted to lure Soong Qingfeng into revealing his weakness, but he didn't expect that he would be shocked by Soong Qingfeng's words.

"You, why?!" Ye Xiaotian had thousands of words to say to this kind of person who betrayed his sect, but he didn't expect that his words would only become one of the reasons.

Soong Qingfeng looked at Ye Xiaotian, and after a long silence, he said, "That's good as well. If you don't want to talk about this matter, it won't be good for you to talk about it. Today, when I tell you that I'm going to die, it can be considered as a wish of mine. "

Ye Xiaotian pricked up his ears and listened attentively. This might be a chance for him.

"Back then, I was the number one person in the Song family. No one in the sect except the sect master could compete with me. Originally, the position of Sect Master in Wu Dang should have belonged to me. However, the Sect Master actually favored his son, Song Wanming, and worked together with his son to frame me. Expelled me from Wu Dang. How could I let go of such a huge grudge so easily! I joined the Bright Moon Tavern and borrowed the Bright Moon Tavern's influence in Wu Dang. I also used the disguising technique and a new identity to join Wu Dang. After the great war, the Sect Leader of Wudang returned and slowly injected poison into the medicinal soup that he drank every day. Until he died and then killed his son. Let the father and son reunite and look at the despair before their death. How satisfying! "

After Soong Qingfeng finished speaking, he let out a long sigh, "Haha, it's been a long time since I felt so happy. It's all thanks to you now. So, please go to hell!"

Before he could finish his words, the Seven Stars Sword of True Martial struck out, slashing towards Ye Xiaotian's shoulder.

Ye Xiaotian raised his sword to block, but Soong Qingfeng withdrew it the moment he touched it. He drew out a sword flower and swung it at Ye Xiaotian's backhand.

Ye Xiaotian swung his sword horizontally and blocked the attack.

However, the same Soong Qingfeng withdrew the moment he touched it. He did not hesitate at all.

The attacks were endless. The real and the fake were intertwined, and the force was unable to be released.

The more Ye Xiaotian fought, the more shocked he became. In the past, he had only heard of the Songtao Sword Technique, but today, he was willing to admit defeat in a fight.

However, this didn't mean that he had admitted defeat. Soong Qingfeng's Qi continued to rise, and the strength of his sword became heavier and heavier.

Ye Xiaotian only felt that he was facing a boundless ocean, and the rolling waves kept rushing towards him.

He had to stop this situation. The longer he dragged on, the more unfavorable it would be for him.

Ye Xiaotian turned from defending to attacking, and directly gave up on defending. He used the Blue Wolf Moon Devouring Slash towards Soong Qingfeng's chest.

Naturally, Soong Qingfeng would not stop his attack. If he switched from offense to defense now, the momentum that had been nurtured for a long time would disappear, and the power of the Songtao Sword Technique would be greatly reduced.

Soong Qingfeng's sword slashed onto Ye Xiaotian's shoulder, and the three-inch-wide blade was embedded into Ye Xiaotian's flesh.

Ye Xiaotian's sword stabbed into Soong Qingfeng's chest, but it didn't hit his vitals. However, the clothes on his chest were immediately dyed red with blood.

The two of them looked at each other and withdrew their swords at the same time. The blood drew a beautiful arc in the air.

"Cough cough. " Ye Xiaotian coughed violently. His face was extremely pale. The blood on his shoulder dripped down his clothes and onto the ground.

Even if Soong Qingfeng's sword landed on the rock, the rock would still be shattered.

Ye Xiaotian naturally wasn't as hard as the rock. He could barely resist the sword with just a mouthful of true qi, but he could feel that half of his body had lost its feeling.

Soong Qingfeng's injuries were naturally much lighter than his. Ye Xiaotian's sword attack had only injured his internal organs.

"I never thought that you would still be alive after suffering my sword strike. " Soong Qingfeng looked at Ye Xiaotian and spoke with some surprise.

"Although my Songtao Sword Art has yet to be fully unleashed, you are still able to think of such a way to interrupt it, and you are still able to survive. I have to look at you in a new light. " Soong Qingfeng slowly walked in front of Ye Xiaotian and spoke with an expressionless face.

"Heh, then I really have to thank you. It's just that I can't lose yet. " Ye Xiaotian stood up with half of his body hanging down. He held the Ash Wolf tightly, took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

"I didn't expect you to know the breathing technique of our sect. You really surprised me. " Soong Qingfeng spoke again.

Ye Xiaotian only smiled faintly. This was one of the breathing techniques recorded in the Hidden Dragon Skill. It could quickly calm one's inner Qi after a big battle and keep one's brain clear.

"You are very strong, but you chose the wrong path. " Ye Xiaotian looked at Soong Qingfeng coldly and said.

"Path?" Soong Qingfeng coldly snorted, "The heaven and earth do not treat all things as straw dogs. I am strong, so I am Dao! You are weak, so you must die. This is also Dao! "

"It seems like you don't understand at all. The Dao can be the Dao, it is the Dao. Weak doesn't necessarily mean you lose. Strong doesn't necessarily mean you win. " The gray wolf in Ye Xiaotian's hand shook, emitting a buzzing sound, as if it was chirping.

He directed all the true qi in his body into his arm and stared at Soong Qingfeng. "Let me tell you, when a person has someone to rely on, how powerful will he become?"

Ye Xiaotian instantly attacked. Like an arrow leaving the bow, he instantly appeared in front of Soong Qingfeng.

If it was an ordinary person, they wouldn't even be able to see how Ye Xiaotian moved, let alone defend against him.

However, Soong Qingfeng could clearly see Ye Xiaotian's actions, "You will die. This is the Dao. "

The True Martial Seven Stars Sword drew a Taichi pattern in the air. Finally, it pointed at the place where Yin and Yang intersected.

It was precisely this point that stopped Ye Xiaotian's sword, making it impossible for Ye Xiaotian's sword to advance even an inch.

"Ah!" Ye Xiaotian shouted out loudly. The True Qi of the Hidden Dragon skill in his body kept rushing into his arm. Soong Qingfeng's sword was being pushed back again and again, and it seemed like he was about to be defeated.

Soong Qingfeng also let out a low shout, and a gray gas gushed out from his body. After that, it was continuously absorbed by the True Martial Seven Star Sword in his hand. The light of the sword shone brightly, and it gradually gained the upper hand.

"How can I lose here?!" Ye Xiaotian roared furiously.

The wound on his shoulder immediately widened, and blood flowed out like a small stream. However, Ye Xiaotian did not care about it. He stared at Soong Qingfeng with a ferocious expression.

"Ye!" Qing Loongcang, who was locked in the wooden box, shouted.

His voice immediately fell into Ye Xiaotian's ears. Ye Xiaotian's eyes lit up.

"Blue Wolf!" Ye Xiaotian called out the name of the sword, as if in response to his call. The sword emitted a golden light, and the sound of a dragon's roar could be heard continuously.

The True Martial Seven Star Sword was immediately sent flying. The Gray Wolf Sword pierced through Soong Qingfeng's chest with irresistible force.

This time, there was no error, and it hit the vital point.

As the Blue Wolf Sword was pulled out, Soong Qingfeng fell straight to the ground. Before he died, he only let out a light sigh, then closed his eyes and walked very calmly.

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