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Chapter 327 There is no more Yuhua Xianmen today (Subscription required)

"Chen Yi?"

"Marquis Yingwu, the Little Sword Immortal Chen Yi?!"

"He, why did he come to my Yuhua Immortal Sect to challenge Ancestor Zeyang? Today is the third round of the event. As the chief examiner, why did he appear in my Yuhua Immortal Sect instead of in Kyoto Prefecture to preside over the Tianjiao examination?!"

As the sword flashed through the clouds, in the holy mountain where the Yuhua Immortal Sect was located, all the sect leaders, elders and disciples dressed in colorful Taoist robes were startled by the might.

No matter whether they were in a cave, a martial arts arena, or practicing in seclusion, the terrifying oppression that came suddenly made them rush outside in a panic.

When they raised their eyes, many people from the Yuhua Immortal Sect saw Chen Yi and the green dragon figure under him, and they all changed color in horror.

"This, this... How can he come here to challenge Ancestor Zeyang? He is clearly sealing off the mountains and locking the world. He wants to kill all the people in my Yuhua Xianmen!"

"No, it's impossible!"

"My Yuhua Xianmen has no grudge against him, why would he want to kill me like this?"

"No grudges or hatred? Junior brother, the hatred between us and the Little Sword Immortal... is too great!"

"Hey... Earlier, Uncle Ye and the evil heretic teamed up to kill the little sword fairy, and later several brothers clashed with him outside the Southern Barbarian Secret Realm."

"But such things are not uncommon in my Yuhua Xianmen and Taixu Dao Sect. In the past, several disciples of his Taixu Dao Sect also harmed our seniors when they were carrying out missions."

"What? You want to reason with the Little Sword Immortal?"

"Everyone shut up and see what the headmaster and the ancestor have to say. I hope... today is not what we imagined, otherwise..."

At this moment, a group of Yuhua Xianmen's masters and elders, as well as the Taoist priest Zeyang who stayed in seclusion deep in the sect to practice, all appeared and looked up at the sky.

When they saw Chen Yi, their expressions were obviously more solemn than those of the other mountain disciples, or they were filled with fear and despair.

Especially Ye Ningxiu, the head of the Spirit Invitation Sect, took advantage of the fact that before the Sect Master stepped forward to argue with Chen Yi, he quickly sent a message:
"Brother, please be careful. The little sword fairy must have bad intentions towards our sect!"

"I, I suspect he has noticed what we have done..."

Lan Ke Dao Ren, the leader of Yu Hua Xian Men, glanced at him and replied solemnly:
"No matter what he knows, we won't acknowledge anything that hasn't happened yet!"

"That being said, that little sword fairy..."

Without waiting for Ye Ningxiu to finish his words, Taoist Lan Ke raised his hands behind his back, flew up, and rushed to Chen Yi together with Taoist Ze Yang from the depths of Yuhua Immortal Sect.

"Brother, be careful!"

Ye Ningxiu's expression kept changing, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes as he looked at Chen Yi.

Other people in Yuhua Xianmen may not know what kind of person Chen Yi is, but he knows him very well.

You must know that when Chen Yi was practicing in Jianfeng Mountain of Taixu Taoist Sect, it was he who represented Yuhua Immortal Sect to go to Taixu Taoist Sect to worship the mountain and challenge, which led to the death of one of his descendants.

From then on, Ye Ningxiu saw that Chen Yi was extremely talented, which was why he secretly colluded with the God Worshiping Sect and demons in an attempt to kill Chen Yi.

Whenever he thought of that ambush, Ye Ningxiu felt extremely regretful - if he and his junior brother had taken action personally at that time, perhaps they could have killed Chen Yi on the spot!

There would not have been the case that the three geniuses from the Southern Barbarian Secret Realm were beheaded by him with a single sword, and it would have been even more impossible for him to come to the Yuhua Immortal Gate today to issue a so-called "challenge".

"Challenge, haha... challenge!"

Ye Ningxiu smiled bitterly to himself, and the look he gave Chen Yi turned into hatred.

Some time ago, he heard about the death of Jingye Marquis Zhou Tiance in Kyoto Prefecture.

Before it was known who did it, he guessed that it must have been Chen Yi.

Apart from him, there was no one else in the entire Wei Dynasty who could kill a thousand-year-old martial marquis and remain unharmed.

Even if it was Xiao Huang, the head of Taixu Taoist Sect, or Lan Ke Taoist, the head of Yuhua Xianmen, and Zeyang Patriarch, they took action, it would definitely cause dissatisfaction in the court, and the Emperor Wei might even order people to surround and kill the sect's holy land.

Only Chen Yi... Only Chen Yi!
Thinking of this, Ye Ningxiu watched Taoist Zeyang and Taoist Lanke go to meet Chen Yi, but secretly he was looking for a way to escape.

He had a bad premonition today.

But at this moment, Chen Yi's murderous sword intent had already enveloped the entire Yuhua Immortal Sect, and no matter how hard he searched, he could not find a gap to escape.

No choice...

"Brother, Ancestor, you must bow your heads!"

At this moment, not only Ye Ningxiu, but the rest of the Yuhua Xianmen's masters and their disciples also gradually quieted down, all looking up at the sky, waiting for the results of the three people's discussion.

"Marquis Yingwu... Sir, I am Lan Ke Taoist, and I am honored to meet you, Marquis Yingwu."

Taoist Lan Ke, the leader of the Yuhua Immortal Sect, looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes fell on the Qinglong under him, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

I've heard for a long time that Yingwu Marquis Chen Yi subdued the mythical beast Azure Dragon. Now it seems to be true - he is unbeatable!
Taoist Priest Zeyang standing aside was wearing a pure white Taoist robe with flying feathers, revealing a handsome face as white as jade. There was a round red mark between his eyebrows, and his expression was dignified.

Compared with him, whether it is Taoist Xuanjian of Taixu Taoist Sect or Old Ancestor Gushan of Wuliang Mountain, their external image is far inferior.

"I am Zeyang," the young Taoist Zeyang frowned and looked at Chen Yi and asked:
"Friend Chen Yi just said that he came here to challenge me?"

"Exactly!"

Chen Yi sat upright on the dragon head of the Azure Dragon, with the broad dragon saddle holding up his body. His handsome face was as calm as water, yet extremely majestic.

"Today, I came here specially for you, Taoist Zeyang!"

"You..." Lan Ke Taoist was silent in his heart, with an expression of inexplicable astonishment. He never expected that Chen Yi would speak so directly.

"Lord Yingwu Hou, my Yuhua Xianmen has no grudges against you in the past or in the present, why do you want to do such an evil thing?"

"Evil demon?" Chen Yi raised the corner of his mouth, his eyes fixed on him, and when he raised his hand, dozens of notes written on yellow paper flew out. The notes were scattered in the air and slowly fell towards the Yuhua Immortal Gate below.

"This is……"

Taoist Master Zeyang stretched out his palm, and fluorescent spots flashed all over his body. Pieces of divine power flew out like feathers, gathering the yellow papers and falling back into his palm.

"This is evidence of your Yuhua Xianmen colluding with the Baishen Sect and the Demon Court. Not only is you, Taoist Zeyang, involved, but you are also involved..." Chen Yi looked at the other Taoist Lan Ke, and said in a cold tone:

"And you, the leader of Yuhua Xianmen!"

Taoist Lan Ke's expression suddenly changed, and he turned his eyes to look at the yellow paper in Taoist Ze Yang's hand beside him.

"On February 2, I hope that the Lord of Baishen Sect will meet me at Nanshan."

"March 19th, Your Majesty the Demon King, our Yuhua Immortal Sect is willing to serve the Demon Court at all costs, not only in the Tianyuan Continent, but also on the battlefield of Taizhou Mountain. Several powerful people in our sect are willing to take action in secret. We only ask that the Demon Court can provide a few things for our Yuhua Immortal Sect."

"On the eighth day of the fourth month, as agreed, we will lie dormant and wait for the Monster King's notification. If possible, I hope His Majesty can eliminate Marquis Yingwu and Little Sword Immortal Chen Yi!"

"April……"

Seeing this, Lan Ke Taoist suddenly changed color, looked at Chen Yi fiercely and shouted:
"Lord Yingwu Hou, where did you get this? The content above is obviously not from my Yuhua Xianmen, how can you believe it?"

"You should know that our Yuhua Xianmen is the third of the ten great Taoist sects. Most of our disciples are from Wei. We are irreconcilable with the Demon Court. Most of our ancestors died tragically at the hands of the Demon King of the Demon Court. How can we possibly associate with them?"

"There are also the Demon Emperor Fengyue of the Demon Court and the Lord of the God Worship Sect. They are also enemies of my Yuhua Immortal Sect. In the past, the God Worship Sect surrounded and killed the geniuses of my Yuhua Immortal Sect. We are irreconcilable with them!" Chen Yi glanced at him, then his eyes fell back on Taoist Zeyang, and asked calmly, "What does Patriarch Zeyang say?"

"I'm a poor Taoist..." Taoist Zeyang paused, turned his hand and used his divine power to grind the yellow paper notes into powder, which flew away with the wind. He looked at Chen Yi and said, "But these are just nonsense. Do you really believe them?"

Seeing them shirking their responsibilities, Xiaoqing under him grinned, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his huge golden eyes.

"Brother Yi, even the dragons look down on them...cowards."

Snapped.

Chen Yi stamped his feet lightly, "Where did you learn to say those dirty words?"

"Erhua said that when Long heard her say that people without courage are cowards..."

"..."

When Chen Yi heard Erhua's name, he knew that Xiaoqing was not to blame. Hua Youxiang was indeed very clever.

While the man and the dragon were chatting as if they were alone, Taoist Lan Ke and Taoist Master Ze Yang were both looking straight at them, but they were discussing something intensely in secret.

"Old Ancestor, the person who came here has bad intentions. What are your plans?"

"For now, we have to break his sword blockade and spread the news so that fellow Taoists can know about it." Taoist Master Zeyang looked solemn. "I'm afraid Chen Yi will not let it go today."

Taoist Lan Ke nodded secretly. The old ancestor's judgment was consistent with his. Both of them could see that Chen Yi would not give up until he achieved his goal.

Combined with the contents on the yellow paper notes, they knew whether they were true or not, and therefore felt that the purpose of Chen Yi's visit was to wipe out their Yuhua Xianmen in one fell swoop.

Just...he's alone?

"Old Ancestor, I will be in charge of the sect's formation later. Please break out as soon as possible!"

Taoist Zeyang shook his head slightly, and did not spread the news back. Instead, he raised his voice and said:

"Marquis Yingwu, regardless of whether the contents on the yellow paper are true or not, I already know the purpose of your visit."

"Since you have come to challenge me, how about a duel between us? I will also be able to see the swordsmanship of a peerless swordsman like you."

Chen Yi glanced at him, then looked at Lan Ke Taoist who was pretending to be calm, and a smile appeared on his face.

"What the ancestor said is exactly what I want."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yi stood up lightly, and when he waved his hand, the green dragon under him raised its head and roared.

Wisps of the aura of the divine beast Azure Dragon, which was on par with the heaven and earth, spread to the surroundings, entangled and merged with the murderous sword intent that Chen Yi had previously set up. Infinite amounts of spiritual energy from heaven and earth were drawn by these two divine intentions, further strengthening the divine intention to seal off the Yuhua Immortal Gate.

"With the world as our arena, you and I will fight each other here!"

"..."

"Today, I am fighting with Yingwu Marquis Chen Yi. It is a competition between fellow Taoists. It does not matter whether we live or die, but only whether we are superior in the 'Tao'."

"Disciples may watch from afar and must not approach. If there is an emergency, return to your own cave and wait for the result of the duel."

"Lan Ke, go ahead."

Taoist Master Zeyang looked at him deeply, then waved his hand to signal Taoist Master Lan Ke beside him to go and comfort the disciples of Yuhua Immortal Sect.

"Ancestor..."

Taoist Lan Ke glanced at the thick barrier of divine power around him, sighed inwardly, and fell towards the mountain gate below.

He originally wanted to gather the strength of the entire sect to resist Chen Yi and create opportunities for Patriarch Zeyang.

But after listening to what the ancestor said, he knew that Chen Yi's biggest target this time was the ancestor Zeyang, a powerful man who could exert his full strength on the Tianyuan Continent.

Almost no other disciple of Yuhua Xianmen, including the sect leader himself, could be a match for Chen Yi.

In this situation, even if the ancestor tried to escape, he would not be able to escape.

Rather than being defeated one by one by Chen Yi, it is better to abandon the ancestor alone to preserve the Yuhua Immortal Sect.

As soon as he thought of this, Taoist Lan Ke suddenly landed inside the mountain gate, glanced around with a serious expression, gathered all the heads and elders by his side, and then told them everything he had discussed with Patriarch Zeyang.

"Everyone, the little sword fairy came to our door today, and he must want to slaughter all the members of our Yuhua Immortal Sect. I hope you can work together with me to break the net he has set up!"

Ye Ningxiu thought to himself, as expected, and his expression couldn't help but look a little desperate.

But after looking at the silent fellow disciples around him, he waved his whisk and echoed, "We will obey the orders of the sect master."

"I'm waiting, listen to your orders!"

"Go ahead..."

Chen Yi saw everything that Lan Ke Taoist did, but he remained calm and unhurried. After giving Xiao Qing a few instructions, he walked into the air.

He approached Taoist Zeyang step by step until he was within ten feet of him, then he bowed and said:
"I'm sorry to disappoint you, Old Ancestor. I'm here today to fight you. It's a matter of life or death, and who's better."

"Not only you, but also all the masters, elders, and core successors of Yuhua Xianmen will die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the moment his body turned back to normal, the Spring Rain Sword at his waist instantly cut through the sky.

Dozens of murderous sword intentions condensed in the blink of an eye penetrated towards Taoist Zeyang.

Chen Yi didn't waste any words with Taoist Zeyang, and he used a killing move right away - Sword Ten: Falling Snow.

When the sword's intention was soaring, the originally sunny sky suddenly became overcast, and pieces of silvery white snowflakes fell from the sky.

Those snowflakes not only covered Chen Yi and Taoist Zeyang, but more snowflakes also drifted with the wind, drifting towards the many mountains of Yuhua Immortal Gate below.

"you--"

Taoist Zeyang looked at Chen Yi in disbelief. He never expected that the little swordsman would act so decisively.

He didn't expect that not only was his proposal for a duel an excuse, but Chen Yi's previous suggestion of coming to his house to challenge him was also an excuse.

However, at this moment, he had no time to think any more and quickly grabbed the colorful Taoist robe on his body and tore it off.

As the divine will in his body spread, he activated this ancient treasure passed down from the Yuhua Immortal Sect, and then he saw pieces of snow-white feathers on it being shaken off like snowflakes.

Then, under the catalysis of his Taoism, those feathers turned into golden-armored soldiers who were ten feet tall and holding various weapons in the blink of an eye.

"shelter!"

"promise!"

Following a command from Taoist Zeyang, the golden-armored soldiers gathered in groups of two or three and hung in the air, attacking the snowflakes falling from the sky.

"Disciples of my Yuhua Xianmen, listen up! Marquis Yingwu Chen Yi is here today to exterminate our sect. You must not be careless!"

After giving the reminder, Ze Yang concentrated and stood in front of Chen Yi, clasping his hands together and shouting:
"Now that we are facing a powerful enemy, Zeyang appeals to the sect's immortal spirits, and asks the immortal gods in heaven to descend to the human world—"

(End of this chapter)