"Dead, is it that easy to die?"

The Blood-Clothed Immortal was so powerful, but no one expected that he would die in Ye Yang's hands like this.

Everyone was stunned as they looked at the scene before them.

They knew that this Master Ye was a legendary figure.

An expert in both swords and sabers, and a third-level water alchemist.

In addition, he is currently ranked second on the Yalongling Hidden Dragon List.

Although everyone overestimated him, no one thought that he could be so powerful.

Even a strong man like Blood-Clothed Immortal fell at his hands.

"He died just like that!"

Someone in Feitian Gate was muttering to himself, his voice full of shock. Then the voice grew louder and louder, and everyone's face showed horror.

"Is he really only at the Warrior level?"

"This Blood Robe Immortal should be Blood Robe Marquis Kou Chong. He was once known as the 'Second Evil Blood King' together with Blood Sea Immortal of the Blood Bone Cult. He is far beyond the reach of ordinary Immortal Realm experts."

"Now he was killed by Ye Yang."

After this battle, no matter what, the reputation of this master of both swords and sabers will spread throughout the world again.

After all, with the cultivation level of a warrior, he can defeat a strong man in the realm of a true person.

This is something far more legendary than being the second on the Hidden Dragon List and being an expert at both swordsmanship and saberwork.

Although the Blood-Clothed Immortal had been severely injured by Bie Huanghun and the Scaled Demon Elephant, he was able to chop off the Blood-Clothed Immortal's head with one sword before he could react.

Strength, beyond doubt.

There was a lot of noise and discussion inside Feitian Gate, and everyone looked at Ye Yang outside the formation with excitement.

Ye Yang looked at the body of Blood-Clothed Immortal with a calm expression.

He knew that although he cut off the opponent's head in this battle, the victory was not easy.

He had suffered backlash from using the Thirteen Swords of Time to kill the Red-haired Ghost Commander before. His face became old, his skin became dry and wrinkled, and even his potential for cultivation was damaged.

His black hair also turned extremely pale and dull, and each strand looked like a silver thread. Within one day, his hair turned completely white.

This was the first time that Ye Yang felt the horror of the power of time acting on his body.

I just felt weak all over, and my blood was flowing backwards. For a moment, it seemed as if my youth had been taken away from me, and I seemed to have really become a decayed old man.

Having killed the Blood-Clothed Immortal with one sword strike, he was now forcibly mobilizing the spiritual power in his body and striking with all his might, causing his body to reach its limit.

Even though he had a solid foundation in cultivation, he still had a splitting headache at this moment and felt like he was about to collapse.

However, he has no regrets.

Because he knew that if he didn't take action, he would rely on the strength of the Blood-Clothed Immortal and the Red-Haired Ghost General.

Neither Feitianmen nor Taoan Market could survive.

"Second brother, are you okay?"

At this moment, a clear voice was heard, and Bie Huanghun saw that he was about to fall, so he walked over and supported him.

Wang Xijing and others also opened the formation and brought various elixirs and pills from the mountain gate of Feitianmen, with concerned looks on their faces.

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern, brother."

Ye Yang smiled slightly, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

Perhaps this is the meaning of sects and fellow Taoists.

When you face difficulties and challenges, there will always be people around you who support and care about you.

If Huanghun hadn't come this time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Ye Yang endured the discomfort in his body, clasped his fists, and spoke.

"Thank you for your help, big brother. The entire Feitian Sect is grateful."

Bie Huanghun shook his head.

"There is no need to say more about the brotherhood between you and me. Back then, you traveled thousands of miles to help me plan a breakthrough. Now, I am traveling across mountains and rivers and risking my life to help you. This is the right thing to do."

The incident here was settled, and the whole world was in shock.

What shocked the world even more was the Zhuxian Army of the Dayun Dynasty that came to attack Feitianmen.

At the same time, he was attacked by the Blue Water Demon King and the Black Water Demon King of Nihai Xiefan.

With the two commanders at the realm of True Immortal dead, the remnants of the Eastern Zhuxian Army were simply unable to resist and suffered heavy losses. They were soon forced back to the banks of the Tongtian River.

……

"how is this possible?"

"The Blood-Cloaked Immortal was beheaded by Ye Yang, the master of both swords and sabers. It was truly the most ridiculous thing in the world."

In the capital of the Dayun Dynasty, a single stone caused a thousand ripples.

When this news came to a luxurious restaurant, there was an uproar in the restaurant.

Everyone was talking about this unprecedented event.

Even though there are countless masters in the Dayun Dynasty, the strong ones in the True Person Realm are also the ancestors of a region and belong to the true high-level ones.

Many princes and marquises only have this level of cultivation.

Amid the noisy crowd, a young man sat quietly.

His eyes were deep as he looked at the sky without saying a word. His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the mist of time and see the thrilling scene.

"This Ye Yang, who is an expert in both swords and sabers, has probably reached the state of a half-step immortal."

"To comprehend the universe and the world, to unite the mind and will, one is only one step away from breaking through to the realm of the real person."

"No matter what, we must not let him continue to break through."

"There are many strong men in the half-step immortal realm in the world, but I have never seen anyone who can defeat an immortal like this. Besides, the Blood-robed Immortal is not an ordinary immortal."

The man muttered to himself, and the next moment he seemed to have thought of something. He turned into a flash of lightning, shook the air, and disappeared on the spot.

……

Three thousand miles away.

This is the base camp of the Eastern Zhuxian Army.

Many monks were either navigating giant ships, sailing on the blue sea, or navigating flying boats, shuttling between the clouds, with battle flags fluttering and their blood and iron spirit were extremely strong.

There are also many cultivators exuding powerful auras, like bright stars, each shining with a unique light.

An old man with white hair and beard, looking awe-inspiring, stood on top of a mountain, looking up ahead.

His eyes were deep, and the breeze was gently blowing his hair. Even the huge ship behind him seemed not as tall as him.

Suddenly he seemed to sense something, a trace of pain appeared in his brows, his eyebrows twitched, and he had a bad premonition.

This made him feel a little uncomfortable in his heart, and he raised his head and looked up into the sky.

"Strange, after following His Majesty to pacify the world, I haven't had this special feeling for many years. I wonder how the battle between Bloody Clothes and Ghost Marshal will go this time."

He stretched out his hand and pinched his fingers, only to feel that the destiny was in chaos and seemed unpredictable.

After a while, a huge figure suddenly appeared in the sky.

And following closely behind it was a sacred and sharp edge, extremely sharp.

A huge finger pressed down from the clouds, surrounded by countless sharp blade lights, which shattered the white clouds in an instant.

It crossed the entire sky with a finger, and sonic booms were everywhere, like the most dazzling fireworks in the world.

"How dare you! You dare to launch a surprise attack on my Zhuxian Army."

The old man's eyes were wide open with anger. He did not move his body, but raised his palm and lightly hit the sky.

"Swish!" A soft sound.

The old man's palm collided with the light, a whirlwind arose in the void, the white clouds were torn apart, and the sharp sound pierced people's eardrums.

"Who are you? Why are you attacking my Zhuxian Army?"

The old man asked in a deep voice, his eyes like lightning.

"Haha, old man, don't you even recognize me? You chased me for thousands of miles back then, and today is the day for my revenge!"

The man sneered repeatedly, his voice full of hatred and resentment.

The auras of the two collided in the air, and the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart, forming whirlwinds that rolled up the clouds, and the sky gradually darkened. "I will let you go for now, but I will definitely ask for your advice in the future."

After saying this, the man laughed strangely for a few times and disappeared into the sky again.

"Marshal, it's bad. The Blood-Robed Marquis and the Red-Haired Ghost Marshal are dead."

The old man was thinking about the man's identity. The man didn't really want to take action, but seemed to be deliberately interfering with him.

At this time, a voice suddenly came.

"died?"

The old man seemed to be caught off guard when he heard the news, his eyes full of surprise. He turned around and saw a soldier in golden armor slowly approaching him.

"Who can kill both of them at the same time?"

"There should be no True Person Realm power in Feitian Sect. Besides, Xueyi and Guishuai are both extraordinary True Person Realm powerhouses. How could this be possible?"

After hearing this, he finally understood where the uneasiness in his heart came from.

But he knew that since the news had reached him, it meant that the two people might have really met with an accident.

"He is a junior at the level of a warrior."

"The realm of a warrior? How is that possible?"

He shook his head, seemingly unable to believe it.

The golden-armored soldier continued to speak.

"This man was able to achieve this by relying on the combat power of a Danjing monster beast under his seat."

"A demon beast that transforms into a pill? There are many wild mountains in Yalongling, and there are countless demons. It is not surprising that there is a demon beast that transforms into a pill."

"However, monsters are always ferocious. It is rare that this person can control a monster at the Danhua level with the cultivation of a warrior."

"That man, the Marshal has also heard of him... He is Ye Yang, an expert in both swordsmanship and sabering."

"It's him!"

Hearing this name, the old man was slightly startled, then frowned.

Although he had been in the military for a long time, he naturally knew and had heard of the name Ye Yang.

It is said that he is the best among the countless warriors in Yalongling. He is proficient in both sword and knife and has extraordinary combat power.

His most famous achievement was beheading the Tianzi leader of the Immortal Catcher Division. He spent sixty years in one breath and won the battle, which was extremely impressive.

"I see."

He paused after hearing this.

"Marshal, this time the villains from Nihai Xiefan have also taken action."

"The Great Peacock King of Black Sins has also appeared?"

"That... that's not the case. This time he attacked Kyoto with ill intentions, but he never expected that the Holy Concubine would suddenly attack him and injure him. I don't know where he is hiding to recover from his injuries now."

"But the demon kings under my command were quite restless, especially the Demon King of Green Water, who marched by water and caused us considerable losses."

"The Peacock King is a man of character, but he cannot be used by us. He deserves to be killed!"

"Marshal, there is something I don't know whether I should tell you or not."

The old man looked at him and said.

"There's no need to say these meaningless words between you and me. Just say it."

The soldier cleared his throat and spoke.

"In the past few days, masters from the Taixu Dao Sect have appeared frequently, and have pinned down many of our True Person Realm cultivators. There is news that they seem to have a connection with the Black Sin Peacock King, and are now gathering at the edge of the Blood Sea."

"Is that Qinglian Sword Immortal here?"

"No, he has not appeared since many years ago. He exchanged three moves with Your Majesty and then mysteriously disappeared. He said he was going to seek immortals and ask for the way. No one has seen him since then."

"In that case."

The old man stood up immediately.

"Pass on my military order. The entire army will rest for a day. Tomorrow morning, we will march out to the edge of the bloody sea!"

"Yes!"

The soldier in golden armor obeyed the order respectfully and turned to leave.

……

Inside Feitian Gate.

Ye Yang, Bie Huanghun and Fo Jian stood side by side.

"Brother, let me introduce you."

"This is Buddha Sword."

"Buddha sword?"

When Bai Gu Hua Dan heard the name, she suddenly thought of something and her eyes were blank.

"What is your relationship with Fozhu?"

"Brother, the third brother passed away many years ago. This is his younger brother."

There was a hint of sadness in Ye Yang's tone, but he immediately regained his composure.

A complex emotion flashed in the eyes of the white-bone actress, as if she was recalling every bit of the past.

He finally understood why he had never received a reply from Fozhu despite having written many letters asking for support.

Fo Jian hurried forward, clasped his fists, and spoke.

"I've met brother."

"When my brother was alive, he often mentioned you to me. I never thought that my elder brother had already broken through to the realm of a real person."

There was a hint of concern in the voice of the white-boned Hua Dan when she said goodbye to Huang Hun.

"It seems that you are about to break through. Are you in Feitianmen this time for the Nine-Leaf Heavenly Fragrance Fruit?"

Fo Jian nodded.

Bie Huanghun encouraged him a few more words and asked him to practice well.

Afterwards, the three of them exchanged their cultivation secrets, talked about their brotherhood, and talked about their respective experiences on the path of cultivation.

As night fell, the three of them were still reluctant to leave.

After three rounds of drinks, a blush appeared on the withered face of the skeleton actress. He put down his wine glass and spoke sincerely.

"My two brothers, the cultivation world is constantly in turmoil, and we are all drifters. Our meeting today is due to the sixty-year agreement, and it is also a fate."

"If you don't reach the realm of a true person, you will end up as a pile of dirt, and it will be difficult to continue on your path."

"The clan has many affairs to attend to. I will be going back in a few days. In this chaotic world, I need to be extra careful."

……

Inside Feitian Gate, a group of people were sitting in the hall.

In the meeting hall of Feitianmen, the atmosphere was solemn and everyone's eyes were involuntarily focused on a tall, masculine and handsome young man.

Although he still looked young, his hair and beard were all white.

Although he didn't say anything, he seemed to be the center of attention just by standing there, and his every move attracted everyone's attention.

Someone spoke up from below.

"We have already investigated clearly. The reason why we were besieged by the Dayun Dynasty this time was entirely because of a spy."

"spy?"

"It's the Qinglian Mo family."

"If you dare to spy on my Feitian Gate, you will be killed without mercy."

Wang Xijing and Ge Canhong looked at each other.

There was a cold light flashing in his eyes, and his murderous intent was terrifying, especially Ge Changhong, who was seriously injured and had not recovered yet, and did not participate in this battle.

Although he is extremely old and his face is full of wrinkles, he still has the same murderous intention as before.

"Is this serious?"

(End of this chapter)