Mountains and rivers are waiting for you to return

Chapter 167: Fall of the Stars
Pei Nai looked at the humiliation of the Valley Kingdom by the Wu people and became furious.

She was in a hurry to get on with her journey and drove away the crows with her palm wind, but she was unable to collect the body of her uncle Zhang Licheng.

Pei Nai closed his eyes, pulled the reins, and continued to chase.

Not far from the Great South Gate, on the plain in the southern border of the Valley Country, Pei Nai, who was on a high place, finally saw the figures of three people in the distance.

But then, she saw a group of people waiting at the end of the plain.

Faintly, someone threw a long package to Yue Cang, and Pei Nai's heart immediately began to flutter.

Yue Cang tore off the black cloth wrapped around the outside, and the murderous aura instantly spread in all directions, revealing the peerless weapon with devastating power.

Qingyun Tianji!

Pei Nai was riding on the horse and shouted in a hurry: "Be careful!!!"

Yue Cang held the Qingyuntian Halberd and slashed horizontally.

The ray of light drew a white arc that cut across half of the plain, and hit the gentle slope, cutting a crack in the earth, causing the soil and rocks underneath to fall backwards.

Qu Mufeng and Zhou Yuliang jumped off their horses in time to avoid this first attack.

The horses the two men were riding temporarily had fallen down. Zhou Yuliang rushed forward with an ancient silver axe, aiming at Yue Cang and chopped down heavily.

Its force was like a thunderclap that could break the ground and split the cliff.

Cracks suddenly appeared on the ground, from near to far, the gap became larger and larger, accompanied by the terrifying power of swords and axes, pressing towards Yue Cang.

Yue Cang raised the Qingyuntian Halberd high, without dodging or evading, and slashed across the air towards the oncoming axe.

A horizontal crack suddenly appeared on the ground.

It was like a huge line, drawing the boundary between them and easing Zhou Yuliang's offensive.

Zhou Yuliang backhanded twice, and Tao Jiangtian's axe cut vertically and horizontally. It was a famous move: Cross Decision!

Yue Cang sat high on his horse, holding the halberd in one hand, and spun it at a high speed at his side, creating a sharp shield with a faint purple light. He swung the Qingyuntian Halberd in front of him to block the attack for Yue Cang.

Zhou Yuliang's next move has not yet begun.

Yue Cang's long spear turned, and the hunting spear, which was reverberating and gathering power, slashed vertically outward.

Like a crashing mountain torrent, it has boundless momentum.

It surged and rolled over layer upon layer, as if to destroy everything in its path, with unstoppable force, it struck Zhou Yuliang.

The entire left half of Zhou Yuliang's body, including his shoulder and arm, was instantly severed in the air, and blood gushed out of his body, soaking the ground.

Under Pei Nai's trembling gaze, Zhou Yuliang's body continued to be under pressure and flew into the distance.

He fell backwards, raised his right hand weakly, trying to grab the Tao Jiangtian Axe on the other side, but it fell down again.

Pei Nai knew that if such an attack had directly hit his body, his lungs would have been shattered into pieces and he would have no chance of survival. This action of his was just a last hurdle, clinging to his only thought before he died.

He thought, holding his weapon, he had not yet cleared the Zhou family's name, had not yet made a name for himself, he was unwilling to give up, and did not want to lose.
The shock Qu Mufeng felt was no less than that felt by Pei Nai. He shouted angrily and leaped forward with his stick.

A ball of white waves as strong as a bell was raised and struck towards Yue Cang.

Yue Cang held the halberd and blocked it, taking it under his own strength, and using his internal strength to dissolve the evil spirit brought by the stick.

Shang Bai's stick collided with the Qingyun Tianji, and the power took shape and reverberated from the center.

Qu Mufeng held the stick in both hands and continued to press his body forward, forcing Yue Cang to fall backwards off his horse.

Yue Cang landed steadily, turned his neck and looked at him with contempt.

Qu Mufeng raised his white stick again, with each move continuing.

His movements were smooth and flowing, like a dragon flying in the sky, tumbling and stepping on the clouds, and each movement was precise and accurate.

The sounds of fierce weapons clashing were widespread. This was the moon-sweeping style of Qi Yue's white stick, used to disrupt the enemy's formation.

The essence of stick techniques lies in "speed" and "momentum".

But Yue Cang's speed was not inferior to his at all. He countered his moves and took his blows steadily.

Qu Mufeng's body and hand speed were getting faster and faster, smashing like a rainstorm, and had already risen to the Luyu style of Qi Yue's white stick.

Yue Cang took over one after another and gradually lost his patience.

The next moment, when the stick and the halberd collided, he let go and let the halberd swing around the stick and cut towards Qu Mufeng's head. Qu Mufeng turned his body and barely avoided the horizontal blade of the halberd.

Yue Cang retracted the halberd and, with overwhelming force, slashed at Qu Mufeng from left to right.

Qu Mufeng raised his stick to defend himself, but was unable to dissipate the force and retreated several steps.

Yue Cang slashed vertically, Qu Mufeng avoided the white light cut by the halberd tip, raised his stick and stabbed at Yue Cang's body.

Yue Cang didn't even dodge. His left hand grabbed Qu Mufeng's white stick without anyone seeing his shadow. He stood still and suppressed Qu Mufeng's direct attack with one hand.

Qu Mufeng reacted extremely quickly. He moved his body backward, raised his foot to make his body turn in a full circle, and kicked the end of the stick, causing the white stick to continue to leap forward and escape from Yue Cang's control.

Pei Nai watched the desperate fight between the two sides on the plain, clamped his horse's belly, and rode forward quickly.

Qu Mufeng used his body to move the stick, almost integrating it with the stick, tough and unrestrained.

But Yue Cang's Qingyun Tianji has been cultivated for hundreds of years, and it is stained with the blood and hatred of tens of thousands of people.

Every move he made was a suppressive and stunning one.

Its power descends into the sky, majestic and powerful!

Pei Nai was about to arrive, and when he dismounted from his horse, Yue Cang had just launched his next move.

His halberd swung rhythmically in front of his chest. His movements were ordinary, like waving a large flag, and only two swings caused a swirling fan-shaped gust of wind.

Waves of white waves swept over, wrapping up Qu Mufeng, who had no way to escape, and making him fly into the air with nowhere to rely on.

Afterwards, the white waves waved by Yue Cang spread outward, with each circle getting larger than the last.

The fertile grass and the ground gradually undulated, until the soil and underground rocks were blown up by the wave-like wind.

The sound was deafening and echoed across the entire plain.

It looks like war flags waving, or like thousands of soldiers riding horses to charge into battle.

Layer after layer of indestructible century-old evil spirit continued to hit Qu Mufeng.

Pei Nai heard the crumbling of rocks, the breaking of bones, the howling of the wind, and the silent hum of life.

Heaven and earth seem to be playing mournful music.

The scene seemed to freeze in front of Pei Nai's eyes in an instant.

Yue Cang had used the Qingyuntian Halberd to dig out terrifying deep trenches on the ground.

The lines go straight in a string, but there are still waves.

When Yue Cang stopped and put away his halberd, Qu Mufeng had been thrown nearly ten feet into the wind and fell heavily to the ground.

He fell not far from Pei Nai. Pei Nai looked at his bloody body but could do nothing.

Qu Mufeng seemed to say something to Pei Nai.

But Pei Nai couldn't even recognize his lip movements because the lower half of his face had been torn apart.

"I will kill him." This was Pei Nai's reply when he was dying. Only these words could make him leave with peace of mind.

Qu Mufeng opened his eyes and stopped breathing, but he could not close his eyes in the end.

Every move of Yue Cang is a new beginning for them.

There is nowhere to go and I am in a dilemma.

They don't even know the names of those moves.

It is an ancient technique from hundreds of years ago that has long been lost in the martial arts world. There is no record of it, no clue of being cracked, and no ability to contend with it.

Pei Nai continued to walk forward.

Yue Cang curled his lips and looked at her frivolously, "Tao Jiang died, and Qi Yue died, and you still want to come?"

"I will kill you!" said Pei Nai.

Yue Cang laughed loudly, "How arrogant! When Pei Hong and I were competing, your Tianyao Dynasty had not yet been established. Do you think that with your twenty years of training, you can defeat hundreds of years of martial arts training?"

"Try it?" Pei Nai didn't want to waste any more time talking to him.

(End of this chapter)