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Chapter 411 What gives him the right to say such a thing? (Third update)

Taking in the scene, Gu Shaoan, leaning against the eaves, couldn't help but glance at Huang Xuemei.

With so many people involved, if Gu Shaoan were to personally take action to kill so many disciples and elders of the Round Moon Sect, it would take at least several dozen breaths.

On Huang Xuemei's side, in just ten breaths, wherever the zither music reached, corpses lay everywhere and wails filled the air; the efficiency of the clearing operation was astonishing.

It is said that sound-based martial arts can kill without leaving a trace and are most suitable for group attacks. After seeing it today, even Gu Shaoan had to admit that the combination of the "Tianlong Eight Sounds" and the Heavenly Demon Harp has its unique advantages.

Such power suggests that the reason the Crescent Moon Sect is fixated on the Heavenly Dragon Sect is not only because the Heavenly Dragon Sect secretly eroded the Crescent Moon Sect's power while it was being targeted by Zhang Sanfeng, but also because they have their eyes on the Heavenly Dragon Sect's "Eight Sounds of Heavenly Dragon" and the Heavenly Demon Harp.

Just then, as if sensing something, Gu Shaoan suddenly looked up and gazed into the distance.

A black figure was rapidly passing over the rooftops of the houses in the manor and heading towards them.

The surging energy was enough to identify the newcomer.

The current leader of the Round Moon Sect is Ren Donghai.

It was clear that Ren Donghai's lightness skill was quite good; his speed was so fast that he left a blurry afterimage in the air, and he had already covered nearly a hundred feet in just two breaths.

Just then, Ren Donghai, dressed in black robes, moved to the airspace above the open space, only ten feet away from Huang Xuemei and Gu Shaoan.

"presumptuous!"

A furious roar erupted from Ren Donghai's mouth, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, causing the remaining roof tiles to tremble.

At the same time, the powerful energy contained in this shout seemed to have the tendency to disperse the remaining echoes of the zither music in the air.

After the shouts disrupted Huang Xuemei's piano playing, Ren Donghai suddenly raised his right hand.

But in his right hand, he was holding a strangely shaped curved knife.

The blade was entirely black, as if it could absorb the surrounding light, except for a line of chilling dark red luster flowing at the edge, like congealed blood.

With a fierce swing of the longsword, a massive, dark red blade aura, about five zhang long and shaped like a crescent moon, burst forth from the blade and rushed towards Huang Xuemei on the eaves.

The blade's energy was so solid it was almost tangible, and the condensed strength and energy within it caused the blade's energy to emit a shrill whistle that sounded like a ghost's cry when it tore through the air.

The air in the area it passed through was visibly slightly distorted and blurred, as if it were really about to be cleaved in two by this blade.

Facing Ren Donghai's attack, Huang Xuemei's cold eyes flashed with disdain. She suddenly gripped a string on the Heavenly Demon Harp with her right hand and pulled it up. She channeled her inner energy into the string in her hand along a special route before releasing it abruptly.

"Clang—!"

A sound higher and sharper than any previous zither note rang out, and a cyan-colored sound blade, only a few feet long but extremely refined, shot out from the Heavenly Demon Zither.

The moment the blade's energy clashed with the sonic blade, it was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, causing a sudden tremor.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying shockwave erupted from the point of impact, unleashing a fierce gust of wind.

Above the eaves, Gu Shaoan's golden-white robes clung to his body, fluttering in the wind.

His gaze fell on the curved sword in Ren Donghai's hand, and his brows furrowed slightly.

It is said that the scabbard of the Crescent Moon Blade, a divine weapon of the Crescent Moon Gate, is made of pure silver, and the blade is bluish-green, as blue as distant mountains.

The scimitar is inscribed with the seven characters "Listening to the spring rain all night in a small building".

It was definitely not the jet-black scimitar in Ren Donghai's hand.

"So, that scimitar is still in Ren Zhenbei's possession?"

Thinking of this, Gu Shaoan's interest in Ren Donghai suddenly diminished.

opposite.

After landing, Ren Donghai glanced around at the scene in the open space, which resembled a hellish landscape. His face turned extremely gloomy.

When Ren Donghai first saw Gu Shaoan and Huang Xuemei from afar, he had already identified them by their appearance and the weapons they carried.

Ren Donghai never expected that Gu Shaoan and Huang Xuemei would be so bold.

Just two people dared to storm the Round Moon Gate.

If it were anyone else, Ren Donghai would have already taken action immediately.

But looking at Gu Shaoan beside Huang Xuemei, Ren Donghai still hesitated.

As the leader of the Round Moon Sect, Ren Donghai was no fool.

Since entering the martial arts world, Gu Shaoan has not made many moves, but in recent years he has almost always dealt with top-notch masters known throughout the martial arts world.

Recently, rumors have been circulating in the martial arts world that even if Lang Fanyun and Li Xunhuan joined forces, they would not be a match for Gu Shaoan.

Each and every one of these events is enough to demonstrate Gu Shaoan's formidable personal strength.

Although Ren Donghai was arrogant, he was not arrogant to the point of looking down on everyone.

Therefore, even though he wanted to tear the two people on the eaves to pieces, Ren Donghai still had to suppress his anger.

"I can leave the Heavenly Dragon Sect alone. I, Ren, believe that my Round Moon Sect has no enmity whatsoever with your Young Master Gu. Don't you think Young Master Gu's actions today are a bit excessive?"

As a first-rate power, the number of disciples in the Round Moon Sect is at most three or four thousand.

In just a short while, the number of Yuanyue Sect disciples and elders who died at the hands of Huang Xuemei's Heavenly Demon Harp was about seven or eight hundred.

At this moment, Ren Donghai's actions fully demonstrated what it means to be respected for one's strength.

Lacking sufficient strength, even with his own disciples being massacred, Ren Donghai had no choice but to suppress his anger and try to reason with them first.

Gu Shaoan remained leaning against the eaves, his posture appearing somewhat casual.

"Sect Leader Ren is right. There is absolutely no enmity between the Round Moon Sect and me."

Ren Donghai said in a deep voice, "If that's the case, what is the meaning behind Young Master Gu's actions?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Shaoan smiled lightly and said, "Sect Leader Ren misunderstands. When I said there was no grudge, I was only speaking on my own behalf. But if we include the Emei Sect, the situation is different."

Ren Donghai frowned: "What do you mean by that, Young Master Gu?" Gu Shaoan said calmly: "As the leader of the Round Moon Sect, you must know how the Round Moon Sect treated Guo Xiang, the founder of my Emei Sect, decades ago, right?"

"Back then, your former leader of the Round Moon Sect, Ren Zhenbei, relied on his superior strength to injure my ancestor, Guo Xiang. The entire Emei Sect has always remembered this."

"Now that I am a disciple of Emei, and my strength allows, what is wrong with me going to the Round Moon Gate to demand an explanation for my Emei sect's founder?"

Upon hearing this, Ren Donghai's face darkened.

As Ren Zhenbei's grandson, Ren Donghai naturally knew when Ren Zhenbei injured Guo Xiang.

Even the day before yesterday, when Ren Donghai was in the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain, Ren Zhenbei casually mentioned this matter.

Ren Donghai never expected that Gu Shaoan and Huang Xuemei would come to his door today for such a reason.

She wanted to refute him, but what Gu Shaoan said was true.

In response, Ren Donghai gritted his teeth and said, "What Young Master Gu is talking about is something that happened decades ago, and it was done by the previous sect leader. In these decades, my Yuanyue Sect has not offended the Emei Sect in the slightest. Why does Young Master Gu have to keep bringing this up?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Shaoan seemed to have heard a joke: "Ridiculous! It was my Emei Sect's founder who was injured back then, not someone from your Yuandao Sect. As the victims, even my Emei Sect members haven't let it go. What right does Sect Leader Ren have to let it go? And what right does he have to say such things?"

"According to what Sect Leader Ren said, if I cripple Sect Leader Ren now, and after a few decades when I have let go of this, Sect Leader Ren and the people of your Round Moon Sect will have no reason to hold a grudge about me crippling you?"

Upon hearing Gu Shaoan's words, Ren Donghai paused in speech.

But when he thought of Ren Zhenbei, who was in seclusion in the forbidden area behind the mountain trying to break through to the Celestial Realm, and then looked at Gu Shaoan and Huang Xuemei, whose hands were on the Heavenly Demon Harp and whose whole body was boiling with killing intent, Ren Donghai could only suppress his urge to curse.

Just as Ren Donghai was racking his brains trying to figure out how to respond, Gu Shaoan on the eaves spoke up: "Sect Leader Ren, rest assured, every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt its debtor. The one who injured my Patriarch Guo Xiang that day was your grandfather, Ren Zhenbei. I have come here today to settle accounts, and naturally I am here to find him."

"As for Sect Leader Ren, Miss Huang, who is beside me, will naturally settle accounts with you."

However, upon hearing Gu Shaoan's words, Ren Donghai merely glanced at Huang Xuemei disdainfully before looking at Gu Shaoan again.

"Everyone in the world knows that my grandfather passed away decades ago after being injured by Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang. Now, Young Master Gu wants to find my grandfather. This reason is rather absurd."

"Or is it that Young Master Gu, as a disciple of a prestigious sect, acts in such a unreasonable and sophistry way when he goes out?"

Seeing that Ren Donghai was talking to Gu Shaoan and completely ignoring her, a flash of bloodlust crossed Huang Xuemei's eyes.

"court death."

The two cold words burst from between Huang Xuemei's teeth, devoid of any warmth, yet containing a murderous intent capable of freezing the soul.

Before she finished speaking, Huang Xuemei suddenly leaped from the eaves and landed on the open ground below.

When she landed, Huang Xuemei did not put away the Heavenly Demon Harp in her arms. Instead, she held it firmly with her left hand and hooked her right hand with her five fingers!

Although Ren Donghai was extremely wary of Gu Shaoan, he was indeed disdainful of Huang Xuemei.

Seeing Huang Xuemei take the initiative, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he conceived the idea of ​​taking Huang Xuemei hostage first.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Ren Donghai sneered: "Hmph! Overestimating yourself! You think you're worthy to fight me?"

As he spoke, Ren Donghai brandished his black curved blade, and the dark red, bloody aura surged forth once more.

The next instant, Ren Donghai suddenly rushed forward, his step seemingly shrinking the distance to an inch, instantly closing the gap by several feet. Then, with the force of splitting mountains and shattering peaks, he slashed down at Huang Xuemei with his black curved blade.

This strike was devoid of any fancy moves; it was simply fast, accurate, and ruthless.

Before the blade even arrived, the murderous intent, condensed to its extreme, was already like a tangible ice spike, piercing straight towards Huang Xuemei's brow.

Despite Ren Donghai's murderous intent, Huang Xuemei remained unmoved. Her left hand, holding the zither, was as steady as a rock, while the string held by her right hand emitted a deep and powerful hum as she channeled her inner energy into it.

Just as the black scimitar approached with a piercing shriek that tore through the air, Huang Xuemei released the string with her right hand!
"Boom--!"

A deep, resonant melody, like the thunder of a giant drum, exploded out, followed by a concentrated, heavy, fan-shaped wave of dark golden sound that crashed against the descending blade like a raging torrent.

"Boom!"

The blade energy and the sound waves collided solidly. The dark red killing blade energy and the dark golden, heavy sound waves clashed and annihilated each other, producing a deafening roar. The shockwave exploded again.

Amidst this shockwave, Huang Xuemei's figure swayed slightly, without retreating even half a step, while Ren Donghai felt a tremendous force emanating from the blade, causing his wrist to go numb. His forward momentum was abruptly halted, and he even involuntarily took three steps back.

"what?"

Ren Donghai was shocked, clearly not expecting that Huang Xuemei could be evenly matched with him in a direct confrontation.

Before he could think it through, Huang Xuemei's counterattack came like a whirlwind.

As Huang Xuemei sat cross-legged, the moment the Heavenly Demon Harp touched her knees, her ten fingers moved like butterflies flitting among flowers or like a sudden rain pattering on banana leaves, transforming into a dazzling blur as she pressed down heavily on the strings, producing a series of sounds like the clanging of swords and the thunder of horses.

Sound waves, both tangible and intangible, and sonic blades rained down on Ren Donghai like arrows.

Faced with the dense whooshing sounds in the air, Ren Donghai felt a chill and immediately pushed his swordsmanship to its limit.

The black scimitar in his hand transformed into a violent, dark red whirlwind, its blade gleaming fiercely, its killing intent soaring to the heavens. Each strike was designed to be concise, efficient, and deadly, attempting to cleave through the endless sonic waves.

As Ren Donghai faced the oncoming sonic blades and sound waves, he constantly changed his posture, trying to close the distance with Huang Xuemei and thus pull her into close combat.

However, whenever Ren Donghai tried his best, he could only move forward a few steps with difficulty amidst the impact of the sound waves, and then he would be forced back by more intense and bizarre sound attacks.

I tried several times, but it was the same every time.

He was like someone trapped in an invisible quagmire, or facing an endless storm. No matter how exquisite his swordsmanship or how powerful his strength, he could never break through the layers upon layers of endless sonic barriers.

Just then, several elders from the Round Moon Sect who arrived later exchanged glances with the two fighting in the arena. After secretly transmitting their true energy, they quietly moved to other positions, clearly intending to intervene.

Taking in the actions of these elders from the Round Moon Sect, Gu Shaoan circulated his internal energy through the "Finger Flicking Divine Skill" technique, then flicked his right finger lightly.

A concentrated burst of finger energy suddenly erupted, then transformed into several strands of energy in the air, resembling willow branches, and instantly entered the foreheads of the elders of the Round Moon Sect.

The moment the energy entered their brains, the elders of the Round Moon Sect froze and collapsed to the ground, blood flowing from their seven orifices.

This scene caused the other elders of the Round Moon Sect who had wanted to help to immediately abandon their thoughts and take a few steps back. When they looked at Gu Shaoan, their eyes were filled with horror.

After easily dealing with the few elders from the Crescent Moon Sect who were trying to launch a sneak attack, Gu Shaoan turned his gaze back to the arena.

(End of this chapter)