Liver into a martial arts legend: starting with Embroidered Spring Blade

Chapter 168 The Green-Winged Bat King, Wei Yixiao! [Second Update]

In a pavilion outside the headquarters of the Money Gang in Wenzhou City.

A middle-aged man in a black robe with white hair stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the street outside the Money Gang, staring intently at one of the figures, as if trying to see through him.

Beside him stood a tall, thin man in blue robes, as thin as a bat and as pale as a ghost. He was also gazing at the distant street, his eyes gleaming. He said, "Eagle King, is that the Netherworld Lord who killed your son?"

Yin Tianzheng remained indifferent, not even turning his head, and said, "This is my business, what does it have to do with you? I've said it before, if Yang Xiao becomes the leader, I will never return to the Holy Sect. He's not worthy!"

"Wei Yixiao, stop wasting your time!"

This man in blue was none other than Wei Yixiao, the 'Green-Winged Bat King', one of the four great protectors of the Ming Cult.

Hearing this, Wei Yixiao said helplessly, "Eagle King, why are you so stubborn?"

"Our leader has been missing for so many years. Over these years, our Ming Cult has been besieged and oppressed by various sects. If it weren't for Yang Xiao taking charge of the overall situation, leading us to defend Bright Peak, gather our strength, and fight against the various sects, our Ming Cult would have fallen apart long ago!"

"Anyway, there's no leader right now. Yang Xiao's martial arts and cunning are superior to ours, and most of the followers respect him. What's wrong with making him the leader?"

Yin Tianzheng sneered and said, "If that's really the case, why did Right Envoy Fan, the Purple-Robed Dragon King, and the Golden-Haired Lion King leave one after another?"

"This……"

Wei Yi smiled awkwardly and said, "You know their temper, but don't worry, I'm already looking for them. As long as our Ming Cult's two great envoys and four great Dharma Kings gather together, what do we have to fear from the major sects in the Central Plains?"

"When the time comes, we'll come back and dominate the martial arts world. Maybe we can even overthrow this corrupt court and rebuild it. You and I, brothers, will gather together, discuss the state of the country, and drink wine from big bowls. That would be a life we ​​wouldn't trade for being gods!"

Wei Yixiao patiently persuaded him, hoping that the White-browed Eagle King could return to the Ming Cult.

Yin Tianzheng remained unmoved and said indifferently, "Find it first."

“If they all agree to let Yang Xiao be the leader, then I will have no objection. But before that, the Ming Cult is the Ming Cult and the Sky Eagle Cult is the Sky Eagle Cult.”

Wei Yixiao sighed helplessly. If he could really find someone else, he wouldn't have come to Yin Tianzheng first.

Having known each other for decades, he knew his old friend's character very well; if he said something, he would definitely do it.

If the others don't go back, Yin Tianzheng will never go back either.

But now, he doesn't even know where the others are, so how could he possibly persuade them to go back first?
On the contrary, Yin Tianzheng is currently the most likely candidate to be persuaded to return.

He had heard that the Eagle Sect had recently encountered trouble, and even Yin Yewang had been killed, so he seized this opportunity to come and help. He hoped to persuade Yin Tianzheng to return first, and if the others received the news, they might change their minds, take the initiative to contact them, and return to the Holy Sect.

In this way, the Holy Church may be able to regain its former prestige and no longer be oppressed by various factions.

Otherwise, the current situation of the Holy Church is truly not optimistic.

Seeing that Yin Tianzheng was resolute, staring intently at the distant situation and ignoring him, Wei Yixiao's eyes flickered, and he changed the subject, saying, "I never thought that you, the mighty White-browed Eagle King, would have a moment of fear?"

Yin Tianzheng frowned: "When have I ever been afraid?"

Wei Yi chuckled and said, "If you weren't afraid, knowing that the person who killed your son is right here, why would you keep hiding here and not dare to show your face?"

Yin Tianzheng's face flushed red as he retorted, "What do you know? I'm just waiting for the right opportunity to make my move!"

"Heh heh, so you're scared? I know your temper all too well."

Wei Yixiao chuckled and said, "If you don't dare to go, I'll avenge you and kill him. Then you can come back to the Holy Sect with me, how about that?"

Yin Tianzheng's expression changed slightly, and he said, "Don't do anything rash..."

However, before he could finish speaking, Wei Yixiao moved and soared into the air. His green robes were fully unfurled, and he rose several dozen feet high like a bat. In the blink of an eye, he had already swept several dozen feet away, leaving only a disdainful remark floating in the air.

"What Netherworld Palace Master? I'll see just how powerful he really is..."

……

Outside the Money Gang, the Money Hutong Street, named after the gang, is bathed in the blood-red glow of the setting sun, which adds to the menacing atmosphere.

At Jiang Xuan's command, a group of Netherworld assassins immediately swarmed forward and engaged the Giant Whale Gang members in battle.

Among this group of Netherworld beings, most of them were 'Celestial Venerables' who had joined the group. Murong Qiudi was also among them. Dressed in white like snow, she held a snake-shaped soft sword and charged straight at Li Tianhao and Yagyu Tajima-no-kami.

"Damn it!"

Li Tianhao and Yagyu Tajima no Kami looked grim. They hadn't expected the 'Lord of the Underworld' to be so domineering. Even though they had already yielded, he still didn't intend to let them go.

"Kill out!"

Li Tianhao gritted his teeth and struck Murong Qiudi with a palm strike, displaying a master-level strength that was astonishing in its power.

Yagyu Tajima-no-kami did not rush to make a move. He stared intently at Jiang Xuan, who stood quietly with his hands behind his back on the outskirts of the crowd, his gaze very solemn.

A person's reputation precedes them. Even Shangguan Jin Hong is dead, so he absolutely does not believe that the Netherworld Palace Master who defeated a Grandmaster with the help of a Grandmaster is a mere figurehead.

Moreover, seeing it with his own eyes, even before they had fought, he had already sensed an extremely dangerous aura emanating from Jiang Xuan. This aura was enough to threaten his life, keeping him constantly on edge and not daring to relax for a moment.

He realized that he had been locked onto by Jiang Xuan's aura.

Seeing that the Giant Whale Gang members were surrounded by the Netherworld people and engaged in a chaotic battle, he began to consider retreating. He didn't want to stay and die, and was already looking for an opportunity to break through and escape.

Rumbling--

Just then, after exchanging dozens of blows with Murong Qiudi, Li Tianhao found himself struggling to hold on.

This Celestial Leader was indeed worthy of his reputation. His swordsmanship not only fully inherited the true teachings of the Murong Clan, but he also had a dabbling in the martial arts of other sects. He had already developed an extremely sharp sword aura, and was only one step away from mastering the true essence of swordsmanship.

Even though Li Tianhao's skill was more profound, he was still unable to resist and quickly fell into a disadvantageous position.

Seeing the situation becoming increasingly dangerous, Li Tianhao turned his head and saw that Yagyu Tajima-no-kami was holding his sword without moving. He couldn't help but get angry: "Mr. Yagyu, what are you still doing?!"

Yagyu Tajima-no-kami frowned, but considering that he needed Li Tianhao to stall for a while longer, he had no choice but to step forward and block for him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved, Jiang Xuan also moved.

Stupid!
A sword aura pierced the sky, heading straight for Yagyu Tajima-no-kami.

Yagyu Tajima-no-kami's eyelids twitched, and a sense of crisis surged within him. Was this the power and essence of Central Plains martial arts?!

Without a second thought, he immediately turned around and unleashed a full-force slash, which was none other than the 'God of Slaughter Slash,' a technique that incorporated all his life's skills.

With a single strike, the killing intent surged like thunder, transforming into a wisp of white smoke that directly confronted the golden sword energy.

boom!
A tremendous tremor shook the entire street, and a terrifying force swept across the land.

All the killing intent in the blade's light was annihilated in an instant, while the sword light only dimmed slightly.

Yagyu Tajima-no-kami's expression changed drastically. He immediately drew his sword and channeled his inner energy, transforming it into protective qi to shield himself.

Bang!
The next second, the protective aura shattered, and Yagyu Tajima-no-kami's face turned red. He felt as if he had been struck in the chest and was sent flying dozens of feet away, spitting a mouthful of blood into the sky.

"Father!" A masked woman in the crowd was startled and cried out. She quickly stepped forward with her knife and slashed at Jiang Xuan.

Rumbling--

In an instant, the blue bricks on the ground flew up, and streaks of sword light scattered and fell like snowflakes. In the shadows, it seemed that even true energy was disintegrated by this one strike.

When the dust settled, Yagyu Tajima-no-kami and the masked woman had disappeared, leaving only two small black dots in the distance, growing ever smaller.

"Willow catkins drift, snow falls upon the world?"

Jiang Xuan narrowed his eyes and sneered, "If I let you all escape like this, then all the martial arts I've practiced over the years have been for nothing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately took to the air, intending to use his lightness skill to chase after the father and daughter.

But just as he leaped up, Jiang Xuan's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly turned around to see a huge 'bat' descending from the sky. It was as fast as a ghost and was close to him in the blink of an eye. Its withered claws, like the sharp claws of a bat, pounced on his chest.

"Grandmaster?!"

Jiang Xuan's expression changed as he felt the terrifying power contained in those sharp claws. If he were to be firmly gripped, he would either die or lose half his life.

choke!
Without hesitation, Jiang Xuan immediately drew his long sword to block, while simultaneously circulating his true qi and intent to aid in his defense.

when--

The next moment, a deafening roar like the clash of swords and the thunder of horses echoed in all directions, accompanied by a tremendous force that swept over them. Jiang Xuan was directly knocked off the ground by this claw, his entire body sinking deep into the ground, crushing the bluestone beneath his feet. This showed just how powerful the attack was.

"what?"

With a flick of his blue robes, he revealed himself. Wei Yixiao, his face filled with surprise and doubt, stood on a rooftop by the street, looking down at Jiang Xuan on the ground, and muttered, "No wonder the Eagle King is so wary of him. This guy really has some skill; he truly is a master of the realm of intent..."

Jiang Xuan's face was gloomy. He got up from the ruins and looked up at the roof.

The newcomer wore a wide, bluish-gray robe, the material of which was as thin as gauze. When it billowed in the wind, it resembled the outstretched wings of a bat. His fingernails were long and sharp, and his skin was pale with a bluish tinge.

Seeing such a strangely-looking grandmaster, he vaguely guessed the man's origins.

"The Green-Winged Bat King, Wei Yixiao?!"

Jiang Xuan spoke each word with icy eyes, surveying his surroundings before coldly saying, "Yin Tianzheng, now that you're here, why are you still hiding? You're afraid to make a move yourself, so you let others launch a sneak attack? This is truly unbecoming of a grandmaster!"

Wei Yixiao immediately grinned and said, "What a sharp-tongued brat!"

"If I wanted to kill you, why would I need to use someone else?"

With a cold snort, Yin Tianzheng also swept in from afar. He had white eyebrows and a white beard. Although he was over seventy years old, he was still vigorous and showed no signs of old age. On the contrary, his face was as resolute as if carved by a knife, his skin was dark, his cheekbones were high, and his eyes were like lightning as he swept towards Jiang Xuan.

(End of this chapter)