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Chapter 547 No martial ethics
Upon hearing the words of the white-clad swordsman below, the three old monsters' expressions changed drastically.

The black-robed youth who approached the Dark King was indeed powerful, but he was still within their comprehension.

But the white-clad swordsman below, with his cold expression, not only possessed astonishing sword intent, but also mysterious and unpredictable supernatural abilities.

The three of them had been secretly observing in the void for so long, yet they still couldn't figure out the principles behind the opponent's sword technique, or understand the mystery behind that terrifying divine power...

To be honest, if they had to choose the one person they least wanted to deal with from among the four henchmen of the Celestial Palace...

Without a doubt, it must be this person!

"..."

The three old monsters exchanged glances. The old monster in the center gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and said in a deep voice:

"The three of us are all nearing the end of our lifespans and don't have much time left. We came here not only to settle our scores with Jiang Taixu, but also to take this opportunity to seize the longevity-extending spiritual items collected by the Jiang family."

"In order to find a glimmer of hope, the three of us old men will do everything in our power and resort to any means necessary."

"Your Excellency is a great power in the Celestial Palace, with outstanding talent and a promising future. Why then do you stand up for Jiang Taixu and risk your life against us, an old man on the verge of death?"

"Fight to the death?" Lin Lie sneered, his sword intent soaring into the sky, parting the surrounding clouds. "Old ghost, you think too highly of yourself!"

"After saying all that, aren't you just trying to scare me by saying your lifespan is almost over?"

"Unfortunately, the sword I cultivate is unstoppable, disregarding mere life and death—"

Before he could finish speaking, the three old monsters, seeing that their persuasion was hopeless, took advantage of Lin Lie's inability to finish speaking and launched a fierce attack on him.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In an instant, three towering divine flames shot into the sky from their decaying bodies, transforming into three seas of fire that illuminated the entire sky with bizarre and dazzling light.

From a distance, they resemble three fiery mountains of different colors, stretching across the sky, swaying and trembling, exuding a terrifying aura of destruction.

The old monster in the center was surrounded by surging crimson flames, like a volcanic eruption or blood staining the sky.

The old monster on the left was ablaze with emerald flames, the flames bursting forth from its body and soaring into the sky, like a piece of emerald jade standing a thousand feet high in the sky.

As for the old monster on the right, it was the most sinister. Its whole body was as black as ink, and the black flames seemed to come from the abyss, sweeping in all directions in an instant, piercing through the earth and the sky.

Crimson flames, azure flames, and black flames—all the same color as their decaying bodies—clearly represent their natal divine fires.

At this moment, the three old monsters unleashed their full power, and three seas of fire swept across the sky, surging forth in an instant, slamming down on the white-clad figure with the force to cover the heavens.

Caught off guard, Lin Lie was instantly engulfed by the three intertwined seas of flames.

However, the next second, a dazzling sword light shot into the sky, tearing through the three-colored curtain of fire.

The sharp sword intent swept out, pressing the three-colored flames back to both sides, like an unfolding scroll revealing a figure surrounded by silver light, completely unharmed.

"Good good!"

Lin Lie, instead of being angry, laughed. He slashed through the air with his jade Fuxi sword, the tip pointing directly at the three of them, and sneered:

"Three old bastards who have no sense of martial ethics..."

"Today, I will take your lives!"

"No one can keep me here!"

The old monster, wreathed in crimson flames, gave a sinister smile and pointed his sword, saying:

"young people……"

"Before spouting nonsense, take a look at your own situation!"

Before he finished speaking, the three-colored sea of ​​fire that had just been forced back by the sword intent suddenly turned around, like three lava mountains, and with a terrifying power that could crush the void, it crashed into Lin Lie!

In an instant, the divine power contained within the sea of ​​fire crushed the void where Lin Lie was located.

Even the Great Emperor's array patterns below trembled under the aftershocks of the divine thought cleansing, seemingly unable to withstand it.

Upon seeing this, the surrounding Jiang family cultivators all changed color, hesitating whether to go up and help.

Su Haoming and He Jingfeng, however, did not care at all. Instead, they exchanged a glance amidst their swirling divine senses, seemingly communicating with each other in secret.

Soon, the two reached a consensus and turned their heads to look at the remaining six Holy Lords.

"I apologize, my two junior brothers were too enthusiastic and neglected you all."

"If you don't mind, how about my brother and I keep you company for a while longer?"

Su Haoming chuckled, and He Jingfeng beside him slowly turned around, his dark eyes gleaming with golden light, as if two golden-red beams of light would burst out at any moment.

Upon seeing this, the expressions of the six Holy Lords changed drastically.

Two of them exchanged a glance, and the one on the left said coldly, "Don't be afraid. Their strength is far inferior to the two in the sky. As long as we work together and join forces, we will definitely be able to defeat them!"

The man on the right nodded in agreement, saying, "What this fellow Daoist says is correct; that's what I think too!"

"What are you waiting for?"

"Hurry up and make your move!"

The other four holy masters, having made up their minds, immediately sneered and launched their attack first.

In an instant, various divine lights enveloped the sky, transforming into all sorts of combat techniques, which covered Su Haoming and his companion.

Su Haoming laughed heartily, his body instantly disintegrating into thousands of wind blades, passing through the divine light as if it were empty, and reforming in front of one of the holy lords.

"call--"

With a flick of his sleeve, the surrounding air currents spun rapidly, transforming into countless violent pale blue energies that converged wildly to both sides like rivers flowing into the sea.

In an instant, two azure wings with a wingspan of over a thousand feet solidified.

Su Haoming spread his five fingers wide, then clenched them tightly. Two thousand-foot-long azure wings moved with them, like a roc spreading its wings, and fiercely slammed towards the Holy Lord in the center.

At the same time, He Jingfeng on the other side also started to move.

Ignoring the dazzling array of divine lights ahead, he withstood the divine power and pierced through, throwing a punch at another Holy Lord whose expression had drastically changed.

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, the void collapsed, and the force of the punch surged forth like a violent shockwave.

The divine power emanating from that saint's body was shattered by He Jingfeng's punch, and his body shot rapidly into the sky behind him like a cannonball.

With a thought, He Jingfeng's speed increased dramatically, allowing him to overtake his opponent despite starting later.

However, at this moment, the other Holy Lords had already reacted and unleashed several beams of divine light as large as mountains, which bombarded the area like pillars of light supporting the sky.

Despite the divine radiance descending upon him, He Jingfeng remained expressionless. His dark eyes suddenly shifted mid-flight, unleashing two golden-red beams of light that pierced through the thick divine radiance like sharp swords, shooting towards the Holy Lord who had made his move in the sky.

"laugh--"

A golden-red beam of light shot out, radiating terrifying heat that distorted the space around it.

The Holy Lord, who had stepped in to help, changed his expression slightly and hurriedly withdrew, clearly not daring to confront him head-on.

After dodging the enhanced heat vision, the Holy Lord frowned, glancing warily at He Jingfeng, who was still pursuing the enemy below. Then, turning his head, he said urgently:
"These two are no pushovers either. If you don't want to perish here, you'd better—damn it, where are they?!"

He stared wide-eyed, furiously looking at the sky behind him.

Apart from the other Holy Lord, the other two Holy Lords above had disappeared from their original positions at some point.

He turned his gaze and searched the horizon. Sure enough, he saw two fleeing figures in the distant sky, and they were the two who had first proposed to join forces in battle!
"hateful!"

"They tricked us!"

The holy lord gritted his teeth, while the other was equally gloomy.

But since things have come to this, there's no point in saying more.

The two exchanged a glance and instantly reached a consensus. They decided to humbly learn from the two fellow Daoists who had fled, abandoning the two who were fighting against the powerful cultivators of the Immortal Palace, and also flew off into the distance.

"Fellow Daoists, wait for us!"

"……What?!"

The two holy lords who were fighting were filled with shock and anger.

Su Haoming laughed heartily and immediately transformed his azure wings into a wind wall cage, trapping the Holy Lord in front of him inside.

Once he confirmed that the other party couldn't break free anytime soon, Su Haoming's body disintegrated, transforming into countless wind blades. While using the Cicada Shedding Its Shell technique to escape without leaving a trace, he chased after them into the distance, all the while transmitting his voice to He Jingfeng:

"Old He, why don't you play with them for a while?"

"I'll go after those four who ran away; maybe I'll catch a good show!"

A slightly amused voice reached his ears, and He Jingfeng's heart stirred. He punched the Holy Lord in front of him, sending him flying, and turned to look at the blue light that had already disappeared into the distance.

"Judging from this, Old Su must have discovered something..."

"Forget it, watching the show is risky. Let's just let that immortal Primordial Golden Core cultivator do it!"

……

……

On the other side, the two fleeing Holy Lords quickly caught up with the two in front.

But this was not because of their incredible speed, but because the other party had stopped on their own initiative, as if waiting for them, hovering between several towering mountains.

What are these two up to?

The two exchanged a glance, both looking somewhat surprised and uncertain.

After a moment's thought, they deliberately stopped, hovering a hundred meters away from the two holy lords, and frowned as they transmitted their thoughts:

"You two, you—"

"Fellow Taoist, don't be anxious!"

The Holy Lord who first proposed the alliance chuckled:
"Since we have proposed joining forces, why would we run away?"

"The feigned escape just now was merely a trick. The real purpose was to retreat in order to lure the tiger away from the mountain and separate the two of them!"

He paused here, his gaze passing over the two people in front of him and looking toward the blue light in the distance.

"Look, here it is!"

A slightly amused voice echoed in my ears.

The two pursuers looked at each other, then turned to look at the blue light.

Seeing that there was indeed only Su Haoming's aura within the blue light, they understood and couldn't help but smile.

"I see. I had misunderstood you two!"

"This is an excellent plan. Let those two fellow Daoists hold out for a while, while the four of us wipe out this enemy, and then we'll go—"

"boom!!"

Before the words were finished, the Holy Lord who had just spoken up suddenly sprang up and slammed a huge, dark handprint into the two Holy Lords in front of them, who had their backs to them.

At the same time, another Holy Lord also made a sudden move, launching a sneak attack from behind.

With a single strike, the two, caught off guard, were shot out, their bodies flashing with divine light, spitting out blood as they plummeted to the ground.

The two attackers sneered and immediately pressed their advantage, determined to expose their identities and use their secret techniques to keep the two men here.

"boom!!"

Another deafening rumble came from overhead.

The Holy Lord, who had been ambushed and seriously injured, finally regained his senses. He immediately suppressed his anger and resentment, and barely managed to turn around, trying to muster all his divine power to block the attack from behind.

With a deafening roar, the pitch-black handprint and the dazzling divine light annihilated each other.

The Holy Lord, caught off guard, narrowed his eyes and stared at the two figures above him with a mixture of shock and anger.

"Void Handprint, you are Ji—"

"Pfft!"

Before he could finish speaking, a crystal-clear, pale blue needle flashed past, instantly piercing his brow and obliterating his soul.

Similarly, the other person also could not escape the fate of death. His body was enveloped by the black wind exuding an aura of death, and he was instantly decomposed into ashes.

Only after the two had both perished did the two Holy Lords who had made the move finally reveal smiles.

The next second, a flash of blue light materialized, forming the figure of Su Haoming in a blue robe.

He glanced at the spot where the two Holy Lords had fallen, waved his hand to disperse the azure needle-like [Azure Phoenix Feather] and the corrosive [Nine Netherworld Breath], and cupped his hands in a smile towards the two.

"Fellow Daoist Ji, what excellent skills!"

"It's been a long time! Fellow Daoist, you are even more radiant than before!"

(End of this chapter)