Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 184 The Rainbow Step, Red-Eyed Rat

The Ziyang Sect inherits the unique skills of the Primordial Ancestor Hunyuan.

Having inherited the Japanese tradition of "Sun, Moon and Stars," he follows a path of fierce and domineering power. Not only is his internal energy intense and fierce, but his swordsmanship and lightness skills are also extremely explosive.

Especially in terms of movement techniques, when it comes to short-range power generation, few other martial arts schools in the martial arts world can match it.

Gu Taihe, as a fourth-generation elder, may not have been the most talented in the world, but in his youth, he was considered one of the best disciples of the Ziyang Sect, with exceptional comprehension.

Therefore, he learned quite a lot.

Especially in the art of escaping, he had been immersed in it for half his life... He thought that even that sect leader's nephew might not be able to defeat him.

"Miscalculation."

"I never expected that this brat from the Heavenly Star Sect would have such a strong swordsmanship."

The sword intent was as solid as metal and stone, and the spirit was as vast as the sea and as deep as the abyss...

With mental strength at this level, minor flaws in cultivation are no longer so important.

With a flick of his sleeve, Gu Taihe produced a two-foot-long short sword. Using the sword as a guide, he transformed into a rainbow of light, leaping across dozens of feet in a few bounds, tearing through the air with a whooshing sound, leaving only a few glimpses of light and shadow in the eyes of passersby.

He was moving at an extreme speed, using every ounce of his strength, pushing the [Rainbow Step] to its limit at its peak, confident that no one here could catch up with him.

This time, I finally survived.

As he let out a long breath, his heart was filled with regret and lingering fear.

He enjoyed his privileged life on the mountain, nurturing his disciples, living an incredibly comfortable existence.

He insisted on listening to his nephew Zuo's advice and, for the sake of his children and grandchildren, came to Mingyang City to fight to the death.

I don't know what got into me back then?

Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren.

Whether they can bring prosperity to their family, or whether they can become officials or generals... they have to work hard and fight for it themselves.

Why should someone who's already halfway to the grave keep toiling away?
When I get back this time, I must never forget the lesson... I must be more careful in the future and never underestimate anyone.

Its reputation is well-deserved.

Just as he was thinking about returning to the Ziyang Sect, Gu Taihe looked back with lingering fear.

Then a blue light appeared, like a ghost... In an instant, it swept across the grassy slope and rapidly approached.

Its speed was almost twice as fast as mine.

"How can this be?"

He thought his eyes were playing tricks on him, so he blinked hard, and then he saw the green shadow leap like a carp in the water, or like a dragon ascending to the heavens...

With a few undulations, without stirring up the slightest breeze, it had already soared into the air and landed behind it.

The familiar yet terrifying sword intent entered my mind first.

Like a ray of light.

There is nowhere to hide, nowhere to escape.

A glint of sword light flashed in his eyes, and faintly, Gu Taihe seemed to hear the clang of a sword...

He reflexively channeled all his inner energy and swung his sword to block in front of his chest.

blocked!
The lightning bolt paused in front of his chest, then turned back.

Gu Taihe was overjoyed.

Before I could even form a second emotion, I felt a sharp pain in my throat, and a gush of blood gushed out.

Along with the blood spring, all of his strength and his vast innate true energy were also lost.

"I've been stabbed?"

Such a fast sword.

A bluish-gray tinge appeared in Gu Taihe's eyes as he stared blankly at the coldly gazing boy not far away. He made a few gurgling sounds in his throat but didn't utter a single word.

His body, propelled by inertia, crashed heavily to the ground.

It bounced once after landing, then remained still...

"Your [Rainbow Step] is indeed very fast. If it were a few months ago, I wouldn't have been able to do anything about you. But now, I need to improve at least one more level."

Lu Wubing was quite satisfied with his movement technique.

Several months passed.

He was no longer the novice in the martial arts world who could only watch helplessly as the flower thief and the master thief escaped.

When the [Square Inch Step] reaches its perfect state, it is fully activated and supported by sufficient internal energy and blood. One step can cover ten zhang, so fast that it seems like teleportation.

Those with poor eyesight cannot even see his shadow.

If we say that the strength of the "square step" lies in ground running... it is most agile when its feet are firmly on the ground.

After he joined the East Sea School's "Golden Carp Leaping Waves" movement technique, the problem of the sky was basically solved.

Three zhang below, its body transformed into a golden carp swimming in the water, its attacking momentum ever-changing.

Even though Gu Taihe's [Rainbow Step] was already at its peak, it was still as slow as a snail under this kind of pursuit speed.

This is precisely why Lu Wubing wasn't worried at all about the other party escaping.

have to say.

This renowned elder of the Ziyang Sect is indeed quite difficult to deal with.

When the three innate beings attacked him, he was at the forefront and attacked the fiercest.

When he realized the situation was turning against him, he couldn't even withstand a single blow, so he made a drastic decision, showing great decisiveness.

He immediately sacrificed a small portion of his cultivation and self-destructed his personal magic sword.

Like dropping a giant bomb, it unleashed the explosive power of the sun upon the surrounding guests.

This move can only be described as ruthless.

Two innate level experts are launching a fierce attack, and many guests inside the Golden Jade Hall are being assaulted...

As long as Lu Wubing, the young sect leader, still cares about his reputation and doesn't want Jin Yutang's wedding to turn into a funeral, he will definitely try to block the explosive force first.

At the same time, they also have to deal with the other two innate masters.

There is absolutely no way they can come and kill me.

This is the decisive action and choice Gu Taihe made in the blink of an eye.

Old people are cunning, and old devils are slippery...

In a short period of time, he devised a foolproof escape plan.

Compared to Xie Qinglong, the leader of the Pai Gang, and Xue Liang, the Southeast Pacification Commissioner, they were much wiser.

Unfortunately, he underestimated Lu Wubing's abilities.

Even after saving all the guests and killing Xie Qinglong and Xue Liang, he was still able to catch up with him leisurely and kill him with a single sword strike.

Despite his meticulous planning, Gu Taihe still made one miscalculation.

He viewed Lu Wubing with the perspective of a senior figure in the martial arts world, as if he were looking at a promising newcomer. This was fundamentally wrong.

Unfortunately, there's no going back.

Even if there were any, Gu Taihe, lying motionless in the mud, would have no need for them at all.

……

A large cavalry force, dark and imposing, charged forward from afar. The leader of the cavalry suddenly reined in his horse, causing it to veer to one side, and shouted sharply, "Turn around! Retreat!"

"General Chen, wasn't it agreed beforehand that we would send a large army to the city to create a show of force?"

One of the lieutenants on the left wing was bewildered, but dared not disobey orders, so he asked in confusion.

"Are you blind? Didn't you recognize the person who was killed by a single sword strike?"
"If we go any further, our lives will be in danger... Let whoever wants to attack Mingyang City do so; I, the general, will not go."

Chen Fangqing turned his horse around and galloped straight for five hundred zhang before slowing down. Both he and his horse were soaked in sweat.

He felt the iron armor on his body was cold and heavy. He took a long breath before he had time to explain: "The old Taoist priest in the yellow robe earlier was Gu Taihe, an elder of the Ziyang Sect at the Innate Realm."

This person is known as the "Sword of Surprising Rainbows," and his swordsmanship ranks among the top three on Ziyang Peak.

Even the Commander-in-Chief wouldn't dare to claim certain victory.

"It's actually him?"

The dozens of riders behind them were all amazed.

They actually saw it from afar; the figure in the yellow robe leaped into the air like a swirling breeze, displaying exceptional lightness skill.

However, with just one leap, blood gushed from his throat, like a goose with broken wings.

He collapsed to the ground and never moved again.

It seemed as easy as dying a petty thief you see every day; it didn't show any signs of being particularly powerful.

But when you think about his identity and his martial arts skills... watching this scene again sends chills down your spine.

It felt like falling into an ice cellar.

Even renowned figures like these, with their innate talent in the martial arts world, were slaughtered like chickens…

Just how strong is the person who made the move?

Thinking about it this way, they could understand why Chen Fangqing was so terrified.

Let alone a large army marching in long lines, it is impossible to form a tight battle formation.

Even if they were fully prepared and formed an impenetrable formation, how confident were they that they could save their lives against a powerful expert who could easily kill even a master of the Innate Realm?

They probably won't even know how they died.

"Quickly send a message to General Tang in the rear, telling him that Lu Wubing is stationed in Mingyang City and that we should not attack it by force."

The surprise attack was futile; the troops were withdrawn.

When the general is out, military orders are not obeyed.

Chen Fangqing's gaze was deep and unfathomable. Without turning his head, he hurriedly rode away.

Looking at the expressions on the faces of his trusted generals behind him, he felt a sense of disappointment and frustration.

"You lot don't know how to read military books in your spare time, which has made your minds rigid. When you actually go to the battlefield, without anyone to guide you, you might end up dying on your first charge."

"Don't they even consider why that Innate Elder of the Ziyang Sect died outside the city and is now fleeing frantically towards us?"

"Does the general mean that Lord Xue, Chief Xie, and the others in the city have all failed?"

At this moment, the person behind him finally came to his senses and understood some things.

They timed it perfectly and launched a pincer attack from both inside and outside.

We should strive to take Mingyang City in one fell swoop.

It was arranged in advance.

But if the schemes within the city are quelled in an instant, all the experts will be dead.

Therefore, the Golden Scale Guards who were lying in ambush in the city to cause trouble, as well as some martial arts experts who had been recruited, should all have lost their effectiveness.

The chaos within the city was quickly quelled, and their surprise attack force numbered only a little over a thousand men.

If we run to the city walls again, wouldn't that be suicide?

"How can this be?"

"Nothing is impossible. The world is vast, and there are many extraordinary people. Some people are born with extraordinary talents, which are beyond the imagination of us ordinary mortals."

Chen Fangqing sighed and looked at the sky... He saw dark clouds drifting in, the air heavy, as if a heavy rain was about to fall.

The world is becoming increasingly incomprehensible.

We can only take it one step at a time, and no one knows what the future holds.

……

Lu Wubing roughly guessed which troops had rushed in and then left in a hurry.

This time, the attack on Tianxing Sect and Jin Yutang came quickly and fiercely.

It wasn't a case of either side acting alone.

Instead, it involves multi-pronged cooperation and a pincer attack from both inside and outside.

How far did they go in their scheming?

Even the variable of himself was anticipated by the other party, who set up a trap to lure him away.

With such strategic planning ability, if our side makes even the slightest mistake in its response, Mingyang City and Jinyutang will be utterly powerless to resist.

Once Mingyang falls, Jinyutang will be destroyed.

Their next move will definitely be a direct attack on Tianxing Peak...

When the enemy forces arrive and powerful experts besiege the sect, the fate of the Tianxing Sect is predictable.

"There must be strategists in Prince Gong's mansion. I wonder who orchestrated this scheme?"

The images of Xue Liang and Zuo Hanshan flashed through his mind, but he shook his head, thinking it probably wasn't them.

If they had planned it themselves, they would never have put themselves in such a dangerous situation.

They wouldn't have died such a gruesome death.

"Forget it, we don't have enough information right now, so I'm too lazy to think about it. We'll deal with whatever comes our way, that's all there is to it."

"But this grandmaster uncle of the Ziyang Sect is far too stingy, not even bringing a single coin."

He only brought two swords, one long and one short, one of which had shattered..."

After searching his body, Lu Wubing felt a powerful aura of primordial spirit rush into his mind. He silently took out three Purple Heart Pills and swallowed them, while circulating the [Seven Emotions Heavenly Sound] technique to clear away the strange emotions.

Five fingers twirling, plucking the sword as a song, a long chant.

All the violent emotions were expelled from my mind at once...

The sword flashed and slashed towards the forest on one side.

Countless small beasts and birds cried out wildly and ran around haphazardly, as if they had encountered their natural enemies.

Some charged and crashed around aimlessly, while others spun and soared into the sky... After a while, they all collapsed to the ground, their eyes glazed over.

Lu Wubing exhaled a long breath, his blood and qi churned within him, and his surging essence flickered like flames before extinguishing.

"Since you all reacted so quickly, why not just withdraw your troops and return home?"

Lu Wubing glanced at the general who was leading the escape and the first to flee. He also heard a few words carried on the wind. After thinking for a moment, he decided not to continue the pursuit.

You can't expect me to do everything myself.

Mingyang City itself also has several thousand troops.

Let these ordinary soldiers deal with each other on their own.

However, the fact that Uncle Yunyi and the others from the Mingyue Sect came to Mingyang City at such a critical moment suggests something is amiss.

Think about this.

Lu Wubing turned around and went back.

A cheer erupted from the top of the city wall.

Swords flashed everywhere in the streets and alleys.

The city-wide unrest subsided completely in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

Clearly, the disciples that Jin Yutang had arranged beforehand had already begun to move.

Although Shen Liancheng was ostensibly celebrating a happy occasion, he was not entirely without precautions.

He just hadn't expected the other side to send so many experts.

After Lu Wubing's intensive training, the disciples of the true mid-level combat force were all considered experts. How could ordinary Golden Scale Guards possibly withstand them?

"No illness, I really owe you a lot this time."

Shen Liancheng's eyes were filled with tears, and his gratitude was beyond words.

Upon seeing Lu Wubing return, she hurried a few steps forward, grabbed his hand tightly, and her voice choked with emotion.

This time, things seemed uneventful, and the crisis was easily overcome.

In fact, Shen Liancheng knew that if Lu Wubing hadn't been in charge of the city, Jin Yutang, including his entire Shen family, would probably have been doomed.

The opposing team deployed an extremely large number of highly skilled fighters.

He couldn't handle any of those top experts.

"Uncle-Master, we're all family, so let's not be so formal. These people aren't so much targeting Jin Yutang, but rather their attack is aimed at the Tianxing Sect."

Lu Wubing shook his head, not taking credit for it.

As the young master of the Tianxing Sect, and with the current legitimate master Ouyang Zheng not being very involved, Lu Wubing arranged everything from planning and training to commanding the defense.

In fact, this is his own sect.

The opposing side, along with several innate masters, wasn't actually targeting Shen Liancheng, but rather wanted to ambush and kill Lu Wubing.

Therefore, this was not helping Jin Yutang out of a predicament, but rather doing things for their own family.

Let's not talk about who benefits or who gains an advantage.

"Junior brother, you're too kind. As your senior brother, I won't say any more. From now on, no matter what, I'll give you my life."

Shen Wanjian said solemnly.

Whether it was from running too fast or from fighting the enemy, his bright red official robes were now wrinkled and disheveled, and his black gauze hat was askew.

Lu Wubing found it amusing. "What use would I have for my senior brother's life? Besides, your life isn't worth much. Just focus on getting married. This Mingyang City and this Tianxing Sect will mostly depend on you to protect them."

He wasn't just being polite.

In terms of combat strength, Shen Wanjian is no longer among the top five in the current Tianxing Sect.

However, when it comes to leading troops into battle and training soldiers, he is even more skilled than Yu Qingshan.

He single-handedly built the Taiping Army from scratch.

Furthermore, the management was excellent, the discipline was strict, and no one was allowed to commit any offenses...

Lu Wubing thought highly of him.

"Senior Sister Xinzhu, quickly call a few maids to help your brother straighten his robes; they're all dirty..."

Don't let the Luo family laugh at you. Also, your sister-in-law seems frightened; go quietly and play a tune for her.

"I can spare it."

Shen Xinzhu's eyes were also full of joy.

The family's misfortune was thus averted.

The shadow of many years has been lifted in one day.

Now everyone knows she has cultivated the [Forgetful Heavenly Sound], but so what?
The junior brother proclaimed to the world with his long sword and the music in his zither.

Whether one cultivates demonic arts or Taoist magic is not important; what matters is not the martial arts, but the person.

Anyone who disagrees with this argument should ask whether the long sword in Lu Wubing's hand is capable of killing.
"Uncle-Master, give the order: continue playing the music, and proceed with the wedding as planned."

Lu Wubing turned to look at Shen Liancheng and gave the order directly.

After thinking for a moment, he stepped towards Uncle Yunyi of the Bright Moon Sect.

He saw that his senior uncle looked anxious, and next to him was a female disciple who seemed to be named Xuan Lin, who was pale and swaying precariously.

Several of her fellow disciples supported her, their faces looking extremely pale.

And not far from them.

The cat stopped eating the dried fish and instead hunched over, whimpering as if facing a formidable enemy.

What they were staring at was the leather pouch at the lower back of the injured female disciple.

"A rat, a red-eyed rat!"

Lu Wubing discerned the meaning hidden within the mournful sound.

His expression changed slightly.

……

(End of this chapter)