Chapter 144 Dugu Yihe

"Check-in!"

"Signing in as Dugu Yihe successfully grants five years of internal energy."

Jiang Fengyue sighed inwardly. The level of a sect leader was nothing more than this. He had thought that Dugu Yihe would be better than Yan Tieshan and Huo Xiu, but it seemed that the martial arts level of these three was also comparable.

No wonder Huo Xiu feared that those who knew about the wealth of the Golden Roc Dynasty would try to seize it after learning of the Great Golden Roc King's death.

If these two were to join forces against Huo Xiu, Huo Xiu would probably only be able to hide in his mechanical iron tower forever. That's why he sought out the great traitor Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou.

Dugu Yihe was still scolding Shi Xiuyun. He was already heartbroken at the loss of a disciple, so how could he bear to watch Shi Xiuyun go to her death? He could only turn this heartache into a stern rebuke.

Jiang Fengyue sighed, "Dugu Yihe, Ping Duhe, I think we should talk about the Golden Roc Dynasty instead."

In order to prevent any further complications, he planned to expose Huo Xiu's conspiracy directly.

Dugu Yihe did not respond to Jiang Fengyue. Instead, he turned around and stared coldly at Ximen Chuixue, saying sternly, "Draw the sword from your waist."

Jiang Fengyue sighed deeply. From the moment Ximen Chuixue killed Su Shaoying, his hatred for the Emei Sword Sect would only be a bloodless war.

Ximen Chuixue's gaze was equally cold, but he hesitated to draw his sword. He had come out of seclusion on Lu Xiaofeng's behalf, and he would not act easily unless Lu Xiaofeng asked him to, unless someone threatened his life.

Upon seeing this, Dugu Yihe shouted, "Come on! If you kill Dugu Yihe, you will surely become famous throughout the world!"

His sword was drawn in response. As the leader of the Emei Sword Sect, he naturally also used a sword. The swordsmanship of the leader of a sect must not be weak.

Ximen Chuixue's hand also rested on the hilt of his sword, his murderous aura boiling. Once he saw someone about to use a sword against him, he would disregard everything else. Between swordsmen, matters were always resolved with swords.

Jiang Fengyue shook her head, and with a swift movement, stood in front of Dugu Yihe, saying, "Ping Duhe, once we've dealt with Huo Xiu, it doesn't matter how much you fight, but right now, I don't want to waste too much time."

Dugu Yihe sneered, "What Huo Xiu is like is Ping Duhe's business. I am now Dugu Yihe, Su Shaoying's master, and the head of the Emei Sword Sect. If you want to stop me, don't blame me for being impolite."

Facing the leader of the Emei Sword Sect, regardless of Jiang Fengyue's situation, Lu Xiaofeng was not very confident. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths to find Ximen Chuixue at Wanmei Manor.

After witnessing Ximen Chuixue and Dugu Yihe confronting each other, Lu Xiaofeng secretly worried about Ximen Chuixue.

What he didn't expect was that Jiang Fengyue would step out at this moment to face Dugu Yihe directly. Could this seemingly omnipotent young man really have the ability to deal with a martial arts master?

Jiang Fengyue said coldly, "Go ahead and make your move. If I can't stop you within three moves, I'll let you go and fight Ximen Chuixue."

Dugu Yihe sneered, "What arrogance! I had no intention of harming the innocent. Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for being impolite."

Jiang Fengyue looked in Lu Xiaofeng's direction and smiled slightly, "Brother Lu, you wouldn't mind if I borrowed one of your moves, would you?"

Lu Xiaofeng paused for a moment, then asked, "Borrow?"

As he spoke, Dugu Yihe drew his sword, its sword energy soaring into the sky. Unlike the complicated sword techniques used by Su Shaoying, his sword had achieved the effect of simplicity in the ultimate truth.

This swift sword strike left even Ximen Chuixue in awe, and Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but worry about Jiang Fengyue's life.

What no one could have imagined was that Jiang Fengyue, who was unarmed, managed to catch Dugu Yihe's sword with just two fingers.

Jiang Fengyue held the sword tip between two fingers, and no matter how hard Dugu Yihe tried, he could no longer swing the sword. Even if he wanted to pull the sword out of Jiang Fengyue's fingertips, it would be an extremely difficult task.

"Lingxi Finger" is Lu Xiaofeng's signature move.

Lu Xiaofeng wasn't surprised that Jiang Fengyue could use Lu Xiaofeng's "Lingxi Finger". There weren't many useful moves in the martial arts world. Whether it was fist and foot techniques or sword and staff techniques, once you reached the top of any martial art, the moves would be pretty much the same.

Just as Hua Manlou could use Lu Xiaofeng's "Lingxi Finger", Lu Xiaofeng was later able to imitate Ye Gucheng and use the move "Flying Immortal from Beyond the Heavens". These martial arts prodigies had a higher level of understanding of moves than ordinary people.

What truly surprised Lu Xiaofeng was the astonishing internal energy emanating from Jiang Fengyue's fingertips. He had never seen anyone in the martial arts world with such internal energy, not even the mysterious and honest monk.

With a gentle twist of two fingers, Jiang Fengyue broke the tip of Dugu Yihe's sword. With such internal strength, let alone ordinary iron for forging swords, even a thousand-pound boulder placed in front of him would be useless.

Dugu Yihe's pupils contracted, but the sword had already been drawn, and he had no way to retreat. If he were to be defeated by Ximen Chuixue, he would at most be remembered for dying in defeat.

But if he were to lose to someone as unknown as Jiang Fengyue, that would truly be a disgrace.

He threw away his sword, determined to fight to the death even if he were empty-handed.

Jiang Fengyue shook his head and sighed, gathering his inner strength in his palm. He did not use the Mingyu Skill, because in the eyes of these people, a fully mastered Mingyu Skill was nothing short of a divine manifestation.

After Dugu Yihe's sword was broken, his momentum was greatly weakened, not to mention that in a simple contest of internal strength, he was no match for Jiang Fengyue.

The two attacked simultaneously, their palms about to collide. Before Jiang Fengyue even arrived, the immense shockwave of her internal energy struck Dugu Yihe's face, as if Dugu Yihe had already foreseen his impending death from exhaustion.

Just then, a faint sound came from the darkness, and Yan Tieshan trembled all over when he heard it.

Hua Manlou's expression changed drastically; the voice was exactly the same as the poison needles he had heard during the day.

The mastermind is about to strike again, but who will be his target this time?

Dugu Yihe was about to die at Jiang Fengyue's hands, and the target of the poisoned needles was naturally the Four Beauties of Emei.

Jiang Fengyue and Dugu Yihe were still exchanging blows, so trying to use a throwing knife to block the poison needles was not a realistic idea.

The four beauties of Emei saw that the poisoned needles were about to fly into their bodies.

Before the poisoned needles arrived, a sword appeared – Ximen Chuixue's sword.

No one expected that the sword Ximen Chuixue used to kill people could also save lives in this situation.

Unfortunately, the poison needles were too dense. No matter how fast Ximen Chuixue's sword was, it could only block most of the poison needles. Two of them still managed to slip through and hit the Four Beauties of Emei.

The two poisoned needles landed precisely on Sun Xiuqing, who collapsed instantly.

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