Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 308 - 308 55 A Day of Murder and Arson

Chapter 308: Chapter 55: A Day of Murder and Arson! Chapter 308: Chapter 55: A Day of Murder and Arson! On a large tree, Mo Yuantu stood solemnly, his voice booming like a spring thunder: “Which friend has come to disturb us on Supreme Mountain? Don’t be shy, come out and let’s talk! A little misunderstanding can be easily resolved, right?”

With a swooshing sound, a gray shadow flashed by him.

Mo Yuantu reacted swiftly, reaching out to grab, but what he caught was just a tree branch.

In a fit of anger, he suddenly heard a strange laugh coming from above his head.

Mo Yuantu’s sword instantly transformed into a soaring dragon, piercing towards the sky in the direction of the sound.

Mo Yuantu’s retaliation was undoubtedly swift, but the man in the air moved even faster, disappearing along with the golden crown on his head.

On his scalp, five bloody marks were added.

The opponent was effortlessly evading his sharp counterattacks, even managed to snatch the golden crown off his head while he was at it. If the fingers on his head had used a bit more force, Mo Yuantu’s head would probably be gone by now!

Mo Yuantu shouted angrily: “Sky Stealer! Ding Hou! You do have guts, don’t you dare run away!”

Sky Stealer’s counterattack was undoubtedly shocking, but for those who understood Sky Stealer’s strength, they were not overly frightened.

Sky Stealer’s lightfootedness was certainly world-class, and his ability to steal objects was second to none, but his true combat ability and killing power were far less than his agility and ability to steal.

For example, earlier he was able to snatch Mo Yuantu’s golden crown due to his agility and stealing ability, but that was more about his stealing skills. It was swift and light, lightly touching and quickly moving, the marks on the scalp further proving that Ding Hou didn’t have the strength to kill Mo Yuantu, even if he wanted to.

In the howling wind, there came Sky Stealer’s distant voice: “Separated for a hundred years from the world… all worldly matters abandoned; Courage rises today… challenging the Supreme… to give way!”

Mo Yuanqing and Madam Mo drew their swords and leaped into the air, trailing two bright silver sword lights, one on the left and one on the right.

“You think you, a thief, can do this? Ha Ha Ha… Be careful not to bite your tongue in this strong wind.”

“… Look who’s talking, the wind is indeed strong today, but my tongue … is still perfectly fine…”

A strange laughter came from within the wind, shifting unpredictably from left to right, forward and back, north and south, then suddenly from west to east…

The sword lights suddenly erupted, and three more people from Supreme Mountain stepped in, encircling from all sides.

The sound of clashing weapons appeared in the sky, followed by a burst of laughter that swiftly disappeared, vanishing into the wind.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh…

Dozens of Supreme Mountain disciples unsheathed their weapons, some climbed the walls, some climbed trees.

Inside Liu Zhuang.

Liu Mengjiang let out a sigh of relief.

So it is Sky Stealer.

That’s good then, that’s good!

I knew that anyone capable of creating such an uproar, yet remaining undetected, must be a master among masters. And they’re here to pick a fight with Supreme Mountain.

As Sky Stealer, a renowned thief, he wouldn’t possibly take interest in me, thinking so highly of me!

Frankly speaking, ever since these people from Supreme Mountain arrived, I’ve had nothing but trouble, one misfortune after another.

Like last night for example.

I didn’t do anything, and yet, I had to hand over fifty heads.

Who the hell… can I bring this grievance to?

Is there any justice left in this world?

Why is it that when you fight, when you have conflicts, those who end up paying the price, those whose lives serve as compensations, are my people?

Although those people aren’t important, and it doesn’t matter if they die.

But still…

We can’t just go on like this!

Now that your enemies have arrived, go ahead, fight, and here’s hoping you all end up in a dogfight, both sides severely wounded, and best case scenario, mutually destroyed.

“Put out the fire!”

Liu Mengjiang gave an order for his people to put out the fire as a priority.

But it was easier said than done, as it’s quite difficult to put out a fire under such strong wind conditions.

When trying to use water to extinguish the fire, it is whipped away by the wind before it can reach the flames.

The martial artists belonging to Liu Zhuang then tried using logs, stones, or layers of soil to smother the fire.

Liu Mengjiang led from the front, personally participating in fire rescue operations.

At times like this, he couldn’t care less about the prestige of being the manor lord, the priority was to save the manor.

The manor had just lost fifty good men, manpower was certainly in short supply, and if the manor ended up engulfed in flames, where would he reside…

Liu Mengjiang took charge, using his formidable cultivation, continuously compressing large pieces of soil from the garden, targeting and throwing them onto the fire.

While he was busy dealing with the fire, a serene voice suddenly sounded by his ear: “Liu Mengjiang?”

Upon hearing the voice, Liu Mengjiang was startled and turned his head to look: “Who’s there?”

“Well, it doesn’t matter who I am, as long as you are Liu Mengjiang. I wouldn’t want to kill the wrong person!”

This sentence was still spoken in a mild, ordinary voice, without a trace of worldly indulgence.

But what was faster than this sentence, was a streak of sharp blade light!

A blade light that seemingly tore apart the heavens and the earth, the wild wind, the space, and life and death itself!

Sky Opening Nine Styles!

Chaos Blade!

Feng Yin exerted his full strength and delivered this slice!

His first move was a lethal strike!

The knife naturally had already been attached to the blade of his weapon, this moment, the light from the blade even overwhelmed the raging flames of Liu Zhuang!

Liu Mengjiang was completely unprepared.

He had always known that the events of tonight had absolutely nothing to do with him. He was wholeheartedly focused on extinguishing the fire. How did this suddenly come about?

He shouted in disbelief, “Who are you!”

He instinctively threw a huge piece of soil towards the dazzling blade light, drawing his sword at the same time.

The shining blade light brilliantly burst forth, a loud crash echoed as it penetrated the massive chunk of soil without any hindrance at all. It was heading straight towards him!

“Gentleness!!”

At this moment, Liu Mengjiang’s sword hadn’t even left its sheath yet, his mind spinning rapidly, letting out a desperate yell as he saw the chilling blade light approaching his shoulder.

He strained to twist his body but it was too late. Blood spurted upwards into the sky.

His head flew up into the sky, spinning rapidly like a top in the wild wind.

Feng Yin hadn’t expected to succeed so easily. He hesitated for a moment…

His figure then rose, and the blade light flashed again, quickly gliding towards a large tree nearby.

But that desperate cry of Liu Mengjiang just before he died had an effect.

Gentleness!

Those two words were the most sensitive words at that moment, even more so than Sky Stealer Ding Hou!

Especially for the people of Supreme Mountain.

So with Liu Mengjiang’s heart-wrenching cry of ‘Gentleness’, the attention of over thirty people was immediately drawn towards it.

The one with the most violent reaction was Madam Mo, who was swiftly rushing forward in mid-air. She let out a sharp cry, miraculously halted her forward momentum and started to retreat at a rapid pace. She ignored everything else, turned sharply, and again rushed towards that direction, ready to face death head-on.

By this time, Feng Yin’s shadowy figure was near the big tree.

His speed, unleashed to the fullest, was as swift as a beam of light thanks to his ‘Stealing the Sky and Changing the Day’ maneuver.

But at that moment, an unexpected change occurred. Two bursts of light suddenly erupted from the high walls on either side of the tree. Two masters from Supreme Mountain suddenly appeared and rushed towards Feng Yin from both sides from their advantageous high positions.

Clang, clang, clang…

The shadow swiftly moved, floating uncertainly in mid-air. It was Feng Ying who had stepped in.

Dozens of wind blades were swiftly formed in the air, forcefully intercepting the two Supreme Mountain masters.

However, these two were Earth Level cultivators, their true strength vastly surpassing both Feng Yin and Feng Ying. Even in the face of looming wind blades, they showed no fear and disregarded it entirely.

They both summoned the Supreme Wind Aura, merging themselves with their swords as one entity. They charged ahead ignoring the oncoming wind blades.

As a result, Feng Yin, who was mid-air, found himself trapped in a pincer attack.

Feng Yin let out a clear whistle. Without his blade sensing the immediate crisis, he output at his maximum limit, causing the long blade in his hand to suddenly emit a blindingly bright light, like a small sun lighting up the dark night.

The two Supreme Mountain masters did not expect this sudden change. They only felt their eyes stinging and they struggled to see.

Feng Yin’s continuously rushing figure stepped on Feng Ying’s small body, steadied himself with the borrowed force, and immediately took to the air. He quickly adjusted his condition, channeling all his strength to its peak, ignoring the nearing attack from Madam Mo at his back, and launched an overbearing ‘Sky Opening’ attack!

Sky Opening Nine Styles!

The first move!

Chaos Strike!

Ignoring all attacks, disregarding how many enemies were in front and behind!

My mind is as steady as a rock, focused, aiming to strike a mighty blow that cannot be withstood!

The rest of it, whatever will be, will be!

The blade just moved and it seemed as if the whole sky was collapsing, a horrifying sight right from the start!

Facing the Supreme Mountain master head-on, his eyes were momentarily blinded by the sudden intense light. However, his Martial Artist intuition was still sharp. He felt a suffocating pressure and instinctively channelled his entire cultivation into his sword, generating a surge of Sword Qi to counter the oncoming blade.

“Meow!!”

Feng Ying appeared instantly in the air, his three fluffy large tails appearing for the first time!

The next moment, a massive white cat that seemed to be at least nine feet tall appeared in the air, exuding an unrivaled majestic aura.

Another, very different, gloomy blue wind blade suddenly formed, spinning and generating an at least forty meters long light blue brilliance, charging fiercely!

At this moment.

Everyone’s minds went blank!

A Cat!?

Three tails!?

Wind blade!?

In this split second, everyone’s mind echoed a name that existed only in legends.

Mo Yuantu and Mo Yuanqing, who were about to rush towards the scene, felt as if they were hit hard on the head by a hammer, feeling dizzy. They both blurted out, “Seven Holes…”

“Nine Tails…”

The brothers, almost simultaneously, blurted out two different yet equally formidable names that none could afford to provoke!

The two Supreme Mountain masters who were confronting Feng Yin were dumbstruck.

They had just come to intercept an assassin. How did it turn into a war of the Demon Emperor?

Their minds were in chaos. The intense energy in their hands slightly faltered.

At this moment.

Feng Yin finally unleashed his devastating blow that could potentially slice through the heavens and the earth.

The electric thunder roared, shaking the world!

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[Wishing everyone an advance happy Dragon Boat Festival]