Chapter 423: Battle at Wuliang Mountain

Wuliangshan is a sect that specializes in swords.

As one of the thirteen sects of Huawai, it is famous for its sharp attack style and exquisite swordsmanship.

This also leads to the fact that Wuliangshan's disciples often have the upper hand in the same realm.

The only disadvantage is that its internal skills are relatively ordinary, resulting in its poor ability to continue fighting.

Even so, Wuliangshan's status is still very transcendent.

It is precisely for this reason that Wuliangshan is very dissatisfied with the Canglong Order issued by Zhao Ya, and even ridicules it in every way, thinking that Canglong Temple or Zhao Ya is simply making a fuss, and even wants to take this opportunity to achieve his ulterior purpose.

Zhao Ya already knows all of this.

Now before the team reaches Wuliangshan, it is natural to make a decision.

In fact, Zhao Ya doesn't need to go up the mountain at all. As early as when the team was more than a hundred miles away, Wuliangshan had already heard the news.

When hearing that Canglong Mountain was "encircled" by Tianyi Pavilion, Ziyan Chuanlinzhai, Qingjing Zen Temple and other sects, Yin Jiaxiong, the then master of Wuliang Mountain, was not frightened at all, but sneered repeatedly.

"I really didn't expect that this guy He Nandou would also flatter Canglong Temple."

"Master, these people are obviously not here with good intentions. How should we deal with them?" At this time, an elder of Wuliang Mountain asked.

"When the enemy comes, the general will stop it. When the water comes, the earth will cover it. Pass my sword order. All the disciples and elders of Wuliang Mountain above the fifth realm will go down the mountain. I want to see how capable this Zhao Ya is."

Yin Jiaxiong said coldly, his face full of arrogance.

He did have the capital to be arrogant.

As the master of Wuliang Mountain, Yin Jiaxiong began to practice swordsmanship at the age of seven and showed an amazing talent for swordsmanship.

When he was eighteen years old, his attainments in swordsmanship were already the best among the young disciples of Wuliang Mountain at that time.

Later, he successfully ascended the throne of the master of Wuliang Mountain, and made a great name for himself in the martial arts world with his sharp and outstanding swordsmanship.

Although he is now nearly fifty years old, the arrogance of Yin Jiaxiong has not faded, but has become more obvious.

Just like the Tingfeng Sword in his hand, it is more and more sharp.

It is conceivable that such a person would not obey the Canglong Order issued by a junior in his eyes.

After receiving the sword order issued by the mountain master, the entire Wuliang Mountain was also moved.

Although the sword order said that all elders and disciples above the fifth realm should go down the mountain, how could the other disciples with shallow cultivation be willing to give up such a rare excitement, so they all quietly followed down the mountain.

Yin Jiaxiong did not pay attention to these people.

At this time, he stood on the huge sword-breaking stone at the foot of Wuliang Mountain, letting the cold mountain wind blow his clothes and hair, and then narrowed his eyes slightly, quietly waiting for the arrival of Zhao Ya and others.

A distance of a hundred miles is only half an hour's journey for this team composed of many sects.

Therefore, Yin Jiaxiong didn't have to wait for long before he saw the sky filled with smoke and dust, and then a team rushed here in a mighty manner.

When the team was still three or four miles away from the foot of the mountain, it stopped.

This distance may be far for ordinary people, but for martial arts masters of Yin Jiaxiong's level, it is still in front of him.

Therefore, he saw He Nandou, Shangguan Jianmei and others in front of the team at a glance.

They have been old acquaintances for many years, and the two sides knew each other's thoughts as soon as they looked at each other.

Yin Jiaxiong sneered in his heart, and then cast his eyes on the man in the middle of the team.

Needless to say, this should be the most famous young master in the foreign land in recent years.

Even though the two sides were in a hostile state, after seeing Zhao Ya, Yin Jiaxiong had to admit that this young and unbelievable man did have his unique features.

Not to mention anything else, just the outstanding temperament on his body is impressive.

Coupled with his handsome and delicate facial features and his straight and sword-like figure, anyone who sees him will have to praise him as handsome and extraordinary.

But as a martial arts master, Yin Jiaxiong certainly doesn't care about these external appearances.

He noticed at a glance that Zhao Ya's aura was not leaking, and there was not even a trace of true power fluctuation.

This was obviously a manifestation of his peak power.

At this time, Zhao Ya also felt Yin Jiaxiong's prying, so he raised his eyes slightly and looked over.

The two sides looked at each other from a distance.

Yin Jiaxiong was shocked.

Because Zhao Ya's eyes were like two bottomless pools of water, even if they were far apart, people could not help but indulge in them.

Very strong!

Even stronger than the rumors!

Yin Jiaxiong immediately made a judgment, put away all his previous contempt, and his expression became solemn.

Zhao Ya naturally noticed Yin Jiaxiong.

In fact, it is impossible not to notice him.

Because Yin Jiaxiong was the only one standing on the huge rock at the foot of the mountain, with his hands behind his back and his sleeves fluttering, looking like a master.

Zhao Ya immediately made a judgment.

This should be the master of Wuliang Mountain.

He is indeed the most showy sword cultivator!

Even at this time, he did not forget to show off.

Of course, Zhao Ya did not despise him at all, but became more cautious.

Because the most important thing for sword cultivators is the unstoppable momentum.

And this Yin Jiaxiong is obviously a master who knows this well.

He stood in the huge rock and waited, and there was indeed a part of the reason for showing off, but more importantly, he was cultivating his energy and accumulating momentum.

In this way, as long as he showed the slightest weakness, the opponent would overwhelm him first.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ya's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a cold smile.

Interesting, this Yin Jiaxiong and the entire Wuliang Mountain are indeed interesting.

Then Zhao Ya slowly drew out the sword from his waist, and pointed the tip of the sword at Yin Jiaxiong in the distance.

Although he didn't say anything, the meaning was already very clear.

That is war!

Yin Jiaxiong's pupils shrank instantly, and then a solemn look appeared on his face.

Although the tip of the sword pointed obliquely and was several miles apart, Yin Jiaxiong still felt the surging sword intent.

But it was also this sword intent that instantly aroused the raging fighting spirit in Yin Jiaxiong's heart.

He felt that his blood seemed to be boiling, but his whole person's momentum became more and more calm.

Then he slowly drew out the Tingfeng Sword worn on his waist, and also pointed the tip of the sword directly at Zhao Ya.

Ding!

The air was covered with invisible ripples, and they collided with each other in an instant, making a crisp sound of metal clashing.

Then, in the middle of the confrontation between the two sides, the grass and trees broke silently.

That was caused by the overflowing breath.

Although the two sides had not yet moved, they had already fought a move.

He Nandou's expression could not help but become solemn.

To be honest, he was still a little unsure just now, wondering whether Zhao Ya could defeat Yin Jiaxiong.

Although Zhao Ya's strength was indeed very strong, Yin Jiaxiong was not a pushover.

His fighting power was so strong that even he was quite afraid of him.

And if Zhao Ya lost, then this expedition would be meaningless.

All the previous plans were in vain.

But now this attack gave He Nandou a reassurance.

At least in terms of momentum, Zhao Ya did not lose.

At this moment, Zhao Ya disappeared from the spot with a flash.

Yin Jiaxiong on the sword-releasing stone also disappeared at the same time.

The next second, a loud noise was heard in the air.

Boom!

Many people's eardrums were hurt by the shock, and those with weaker strength showed pain on their faces.

But no one cared about these, and everyone cast their eyes on the center of the battlefield.

On the open ground, two figures separated at the touch, but then rushed towards each other at a faster speed.

And every time they came into contact, there was a sound of metal clashing, and dazzling sparks splashed.

Everyone watched with bated breath.

Shangguan Jianmei was also concentrating, but after watching for a while, she was shocked to find that her eyes could not keep up with the speed of the two.

Because the speed of the two people in the field was getting faster and faster, the sound of metal clashing gradually became one.

Even with Shangguan Jianmei's cultivation, she could no longer distinguish the situation in the field.

She couldn't help but look at He Nandou next to her, and seeing that he was also watching intently, she lowered her voice and asked.

"Brother He, who do you think will win?"

Unexpectedly, He Nandou also shook his head helplessly, "I can't tell, they are too fast."

You should know that He Nandou or the entire Tianyi Pavilion are not good at fighting. They are good at controlling the sense of crisis and vaguely perceiving the future.

But Shangguan Jianmei didn't expect that even He Nandou couldn't tell who had the upper hand, and she couldn't help but be more shocked.

She really didn't expect that Yin Jiaxiong would be so strong. No wonder Wuliangshan's status among the Thirteen Sects is so transcendent.

But what shocked her even more was Zhao Ya's performance.

Before this, her impression of Zhao Ya came from rumors, and she inevitably had some disbelief in her heart, thinking that it was exaggerated.

But now, after witnessing Zhao Ya's strength with her own eyes, Shangguan Jianmei had only one feeling.

That is, the rumors were still conservative.

Nan Liangyu, Zhuo Tingqin and others were also shocked.

Although they no longer considered Zhao Ya as a peer, they still felt mixed emotions when they saw him fighting with the top masters of the previous generation.

Especially Nan Liangyu, for the first time, he doubted his talent.

Could it be that he was really too stupid?

Otherwise, why was he a few years younger than him, but his strength was far superior to his?

At this moment, a chuckle suddenly came from the side.

"My Lord is going to win!"

Nan Liangyu and Zhuo Tingqin immediately turned their heads and saw that the speaker was a beautiful girl.

They immediately recognized that this woman came with the disciples of Canglong Temple, and it seemed that she had a close relationship with Zhao Ya.

But no real power fluctuations could be detected from this woman, she was completely an ordinary person.

For this reason, many people were still a little curious about her identity, and even thought that she should be Zhao Ya's lover.

But they didn't expect that at this juncture, this woman could actually see through the situation in the field.

But was she telling the truth?

Just as Nan Liangyu and Zhuo Tingqin were puzzled, the continuous sound of metal clashing suddenly stopped.

Then Zhao Ya was seen holding a short knife, standing in front of Yin Jiaxiong with a calm face, the tip of the knife was against his throat.

In contrast, Yin Jiaxiong's Tingfeng Sword was more than a foot away from Zhao Ya.

It was clear who won and who lost.

After a moment of silence, there was an uproar in the field.

"The mountain master... lost?"

All the elders and disciples on Wuliang Mountain looked at the scene in disbelief.

As for He Nandou, he was also shocked.

They thought that Zhao Ya would have to pay a price even if he could win, but they didn't expect that he would win so easily.

"Look, what I said is right!" Liu Yuhuan smiled proudly at Nan Liangyu, Zhuo Tingqin and others.

At the same time on the battlefield, the expression on Yin Jiaxiong's face gradually changed from blank to solemn.

Then he asked in a hoarse voice: "What kind of sword technique is this?"

"Zhan Feng."

"Zhanfeng..." Yin Jiaxiong muttered, and then a look of misery appeared on his face.

"No wonder, my sword is named Tingfeng, but you cut the wind. It's no wonder that I don't lose."

While saying this, the expression on Yin Jiaxiong's face quickly dimmed, and the previous arrogance disappeared without a trace.

But he had nothing to say.

Because of the fight just now, Zhao Ya didn't use any opportunistic tricks. He completely defeated himself with superb sword skills.

"I lost. I can kill or behead you as you please, but disobeying your Canglong Order is my intention and has nothing to do with the rest of Wuliang Mountain, so I hope you won't make it difficult for them." Yin Jiaxiong said slowly, and then let go of his hand.

With a clang, Tingfeng Sword fell to the ground, and then the sword body broke into several pieces.

"Mountain Master!"

"Lord Mountain Master!"

Everyone in Wuliang Mountain cried out in grief.

Yin Jiaxiong looked at the broken sword on the ground with a confused expression, and then laughed at himself.

"I thought it was just a missed move just now, but now I know I was wrong."

"If I guessed correctly, you could have defeated me a long time ago. You just wanted to avoid damaging the knife in your hand, so you kept avoiding my sharp edge, right?"

Zhao Ya nodded, "Yes!"

"Haha, it's no use that I always boasted that I was a prodigy in swordsmanship. Now that I see you, I know what it means to be a stranger." A look of relief appeared on Yin Jiaxiong's face.

"Let's do it. Being able to die in the hands of a peerless swordsman like you is the best destination for me."

But Zhao Ya didn't take action. On the contrary, he suddenly sheathed the sword and returned it to its sheath.

Yin Jiaxiong, who was waiting to die, was stunned when he saw this, "Well, what do you mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything, I just don't want to kill you suddenly."

"Do you think I'll be grateful to you like this?" Yin Jiaxiong didn't feel the slightest joy, but said angrily.

For someone like him who is obsessed with swords, the sword is his life.

So now that the sword is broken, the only option is death.

But Zhao Ya didn't kill him, which was simply a naked humiliation.

"Whether you hate me or be grateful to me, I don't want to kill you, because with your swordsmanship, even if you really want to die, you will have to die on the battlefield against foreign enemies."

Zhao Ya turned around and said calmly: "You can think about it. If you think that I didn't kill you is an insult to you, then you can kill yourself on the spot."

"So is it better to kill yourself for the sake of your so-called swordsman's face, or to go to the battlefield and fight vigorously?"

"Measure it yourself!"

After saying these words, Zhao Ya strode away, leaving Yin Jiaxiong standing there alone, stunned.

This sudden scene shocked everyone present.

Everyone from Wuliang Mountain swarmed in.

"Mountain Master, how are you?"

"Mountain Master, are you okay?"

Yin Jiaxiong was unmoved and just stared blankly at Zhao Ya's back as he strode away.

At the same time, Zhao Ya returned to his camp.

He Nandou gave him a thumbs up, but he didn't know whether it was to praise him for his victory over Yin Jiaxiong, or because of his last words.

Zhao Ya did not stop, and directly extended his hand to wave after returning to the camp.

"move on."

The team immediately began to move, and just as they were preparing to set off, Yin Jiaxiong in the distance suddenly shouted.

"Everyone in Wuliang Mountain listen to your order!"

"exist!"

"Come with me on the expedition!"

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