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The sword trembled inside Mo Shenggu's chest, killing him instantly. Indeed, Mo Shenggu didn't die from the sword's sharpness, but from the profound power of Tai Chi. However, regardless, Mo Shenggu was still killed by his fourth senior brother, Zhang Songxi.

Of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, the third, Yu Daiyan, is crippled and currently resides on Wudang Mountain, while the fifth, Zhang Cuishan, has been dead for a long time. The youngest of the Seven Heroes, in the original novel, was assassinated by Chen Youliang and later killed by Song Qingshu. For Lin Yaoxie, Mo Shenggu is not considered a widow, so he naturally doesn't care who killed the unfortunate Seven Heroes of Mo.

But apart from Mo Shenggu, the lives of everyone else must be in his hands.

Before Zhang Songxi could even feel the pain, Lin Yaoxie punched him in the back of the head. His skull was smashed to pieces.

Because Lin Yaoxie's punch was too fast, Zhang Songxi's limbs, which had just been blown off his head, were not completely out of control. He took two more steps forward, grabbed Mo Shenggu's corpse, and then they both fell to the ground.

Luckily it was broad daylight; if it were night, even the bravest person would probably scream in terror.

In fact, some of the onlookers couldn't help but cover their mouths.

The two heroes were killed in an instant, but this was only the beginning.

With a sway, he was already in front of Yin Liting and Song Yuanqiao.

Watching his fourth and seventh brothers die like that, especially the fourth senior brother's death which was so horrifying, Yin Liting, who was already gentle at heart, was stunned on the spot.

Even when Lin Yaoxie's demonic hand reached for his chest, Yin Liting didn't react in time.

"Six, watch out!" Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou shouted at the same time and rushed to her rescue.

Song Yuanqiao raised his sword, seemingly slowly but actually with lightning speed, and swung it toward Lin Yaoxie's neck. Because the sword was imbued with pure Tai Chi sword energy, the originally very hard sword had become a soft sword.

At the same time, Yu Lianzhou threw his sword aside, formed his hands into claws, and grabbed directly at Lin Yaoxie's waist and abdomen.

Yu Lianzhou's strongest killing move is neither Tai Chi sword nor Tai Chi fist, but the Tiger Claw Extinction Hand, which evolved from and enhanced Zhang Sanfeng's grappling techniques.

This "Extinction Hand" technique is incredibly powerful. When Zhang Sanfeng saw Yu Lianzhou create it, he warned him that it should never be used without a second thought, except in critical moments.

At this moment, it has come to a life-or-death situation.

Song Yuanqiao completely disregarded the demonic soft sword, Lin Yaoxie, and with a flick of his wrist, which was reaching for Yin Liting, he used the power of the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth to change the trajectory of the sword tip.

Then, he reached out with his right hand, his five fingers grasping the sword, which was now completely circular. He then twisted his arm and the sword around Song Yuanqiao's neck.

With a 'whoosh', the sword severed Song Yuanqiao's head, and blood gushed out of his cavity, spraying up more than three meters high like a fountain before gently falling back down.

Song Yuanqiao's head spun in the air, his eyes wide open, his mouth agape in disbelief.

As Song Yuanqiao turned into a fountain of blood, Yu Lianzhou's deadly hand had already reached Lin Yaoxie's abdomen.

Yu Lianzhou, who ranked second on the martial arts list in Wudang Mountain, only slightly aroused Lin Yaoxie's interest.

In a direct confrontation, Yu Lianzhou would be no match for Lin Yaoxie. But Lin Yaoxie was now intrigued and planned to play a few moves with Yu Lianzhou, just like he had played with the Old Urchin and Yideng in Lin'an a hundred years ago.

Taking a slight step back, Lin Yaoxie narrowly dodged Yu Lianzhou's deadly strike. While retreating, he didn't stop. He kicked a small pebble off the ground with his left toe, channeling the power of his Long Elephant Technique.

The pebbles, like small-caliber rifle bullets, whistled through the air.

Then a dull sound of something penetrating flesh rang out, followed a moment later by a sharp sound that pierced the sky and carried far, far away.

With a thud, Yin Liting's body, pierced through the heart by a pebble, finally knelt on the ground, swayed slightly, and then collapsed.

"Sixth Junior Brother!" Even at this moment, Yu Lianzhou's voice was still slow and deliberate, but every word was squeezed out from between his teeth, making it even more heartbreaking to hear.

"Uncle-Master, Uncle-Master!" came Zhang Wuji's voice from afar.

He watched helplessly as his predecessors died, yet he was powerless to do anything about it.

He was still holding a copper hammer in each hand, being pushed by Fan Yao as they slid down the mountainside.

Zhang Wuji's blood was boiling. He opened his mouth and shouted. His hair stood up like steel needles. He gradually regained strength in his legs and his gliding speed slowed down a lot.

Fan Yao's eyes, hidden behind his scarred face, gleamed coldly as he leisurely said, "Not bad, your internal strength has suddenly surged. The Nine Yang Divine Skill is truly profound. No wonder the master said it can be compared with the Long Elephant Skill."

Fan Yao twitched his nose and below, as if he were laughing: "Kid, if you want to get rid of me, the Nine Yang Divine Skill alone won't be enough. You'll have to use the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth technique."

Zhang Wuji's heart skipped a beat. That's right, after all this time, he had almost forgotten that he could still use the Qiankun Great Shift.

Although he hadn't read the written instructions, Yang Xiao had already simulated the meridian pathways of the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth within Lin Yaoxie's body during his enlightenment. In other words, Yang Xiao had taught Zhang Wuji all of his understanding of the sixth or seventh level of the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth.

With the activation of the Great Shift technique, the power within his body increased once more. Of course, this wasn't an explosion of power out of thin air; rather, Zhang Wuji was able to use the Great Shift to borrow Fan Yao's immense strength and then flip it back to strike Fan Yao himself.

The pattern of one pushing and the other retreating has ended, and the next stage is to stand still and compete with each other's internal strength.

Their conflict has devolved into internal strife, and isn't particularly intense. Lin Yaoxie's game of slaughtering the Wudang heroes is also drawing to a close. However, the closer it gets to the end, the more intense it becomes.

After spitting out those words through gritted teeth, Yu Lianzhou didn't waste any more words and could only fight desperately!

Chapter 175: Tearing Yu Lianzhou Apart [First Update]

Long Claw Extinction Hand, with its two claws flying, attacks only the middle of the demon forest.

Lin Yaoxie stood still, parrying each move. He didn't use any special techniques, but simply twisted his waist left and right to dodge.

The layman watches the spectacle, the expert sees the details. Those with less skill will find it boring and dull, only noticing the two men jumping around, but lacking the same adrenaline-pumping excitement as before.

But the experts were already mesmerized.

The greatest truths are the simplest, and the greatest sounds are the most silent. The two were not overly surprised by Lin Yaoxie's swift and deadly dodge.

But Yu Lianzhou unleashed over a hundred claw strikes in one go, each strike overlapping the previous one, and each strike accompanied by a tiger's roar—this was truly remarkable. After more than a hundred strikes, the tiger's roars not only didn't cease, but intensified. The swift, swift claw strikes even stirred up a considerable amount of eerie wind.

Holding the hilt of the Heaven-Slaying Sword in reverse, Abbess Miejue muttered to herself, "Everyone says Wudang is the head of all sects in the world, and I, Miejue, was originally unconvinced. But I never expected that even the second-generation disciple, Yu Daiyan, would have such attainments. One can only imagine how astonishing and terrifying Zhang Sanfeng's abilities will be?"

The Azure-Winged Bat King Wei Yi laughed strangely: "Yu Lianzhou is indeed remarkable. If he can escape today's calamity, he will surely become the number one person under my Ancient Tomb in the future. However, it seems a pity that this guy is also an old stubborn man, and he will most likely not compromise."

After discovering that Wei Yixiao was connected to the Thirteen Riders of the Black Dragon, Miejue's attitude towards him changed significantly.

"The ancient tomb is the center of all demons in the world, representing the Heavenly Dao. I just feel it's a pity that Yu Lianzhou has such great skills."

"Actually, there's nothing to regret." Hundreds of meters away, Fan Yao, who was fighting Zhang Wuji, could hear the conversation between Miejue and the other man and offered his opinion.

"Wudang follows the path of tranquility and peace, and Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi is the true tenet of Taoism. Although Yu Lianzhou's martial arts are first-rate, his 'extermination hand' takes a cruel approach, which is completely contrary to the great way of Wudang. If you, Master, can show mercy and take him under your wing, Yu Lianzhou's 'extermination hand' can be restored to its original source."

After hearing Fan Yao's words, Lin Yaoxie nodded secretly, no longer worried about the order after he left this world.

Although Yu Lianzhou kept making moves, he also heard Fan Yao's words. Cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and he finally understood why his master was so dismissive of his self-created, incredibly powerful "Extinction Hand" technique.

“Yes.” Yu Lianzhou suddenly stopped and took a step back to disengage from the fight.

Looking at his hands with his fingers tucked in, Yu Lianzhou shuddered: "I, Yu Er, am a disciple of Wudang, and should carry forward the benevolent and compassionate style of Wudang, as taught by my master. But I have been pursuing the ultimate without restraint, and have ended up on such a sinful path. I have failed my master and the spirit of Tai Chi. What use are these hands, which have no descendants?"

Yu Lianzhou was utterly despondent. He suddenly shook his hand, severing all the tendons in both of his hands.

Then he looked up at Lin Yaoxie and said, "Demon Emperor, you are a demon, and we are all guardians of the righteous path who eliminate demons. Although your demonic spirit has gradually corrupted people's hearts over the past hundred years, I believe that justice will eventually return, and people's hearts will eventually turn towards good."

Lin Yaoxie rolled his eyes at him, uttering only a single syllable through his nose: "Human hearts turn to good? If human hearts were truly turned to good, would there still be Bright Peak today? Yu Lianzhou, in my eyes, you and your master Zhang Sanfeng are already equals, both grandmasters. Think about it, a hundred years ago, if the Mongols hadn't been so determined to dominate and the Song Dynasty hadn't been so weak, would the situation have been like this? If it weren't for Guo Jing and his group of righteous people framing me, Lin Yaoxie, would I have slaughtered the Quanzhen Sect?"

Lin Yaoxie took a deep breath and pointed at Yu Lianzhou: "Yu Lianzhou, out of respect for the Right Envoy of Light's repeated pleading for you, I will give you another chance. Really, this is a rare opportunity. Originally, I would not have let you live. However, I will give my brother some face."

Lin Yaoxie glanced at the expressionless scarred-faced Fan Yao, who habitually raised his head in thanks to the Demon Emperor.

"As long as you are willing to follow me, I will not only forgive your past mistakes, but also help you heal your broken hand and even help you improve your martial arts skills."

"Hahaha!" Before Lin Yaoxie could finish speaking, Yu Lianzhou burst into arrogant laughter: "Demon Emperor Lin Yaoxie, don't try to play these tricks on me. My death is no big deal. You killed my eldest brother, fourth brother, sixth brother, and youngest brother, and did so many things in secret. Do you think I, Yu Lianzhou, would—"

Before Yu Lianzhou could finish speaking, Lin Yaoxie strode up to the two heroes. He spread his arms, grabbed Yu Lianzhou's shoulders, and with a single, effortless shove, Yu Lianzhou's voice ceased abruptly. His body was torn in two by Lin Yaoxie, each piece thrown a considerable distance.

Everything happened so suddenly that Yu Lianzhou was split in two, from his head to his abdomen. The two halves of his body were hundreds of meters apart, their half-open mouths still chattering, seemingly continuing their righteous and impassioned speeches.

Everyone present, including the nuns, was a seasoned veteran of the martial world, skilled in swords and shadows. Yet, upon witnessing Lin Yaoxie tear Yu Lianzhou in two, over eighty percent of them couldn't help but bow their heads and vomit violently.

Lin Yaoxie clapped his hands as if nothing had happened. Not a single drop of the blood that splattered from tearing open Yu Lianzhou landed on his snow-white clothes, because he was the Demon Emperor, and this white robe, like the authority of an emperor, was sacred and inviolable.

"Second Uncle!" Zhang Wuji's hair stood on end.

The tragic death of Yu Lianzhou before his eyes was an unbearable pain for him.

"Ahhhhh!" With a series of shouts, white steam rose from the top of Zhang Wuji's head.

These water vapors slowly coalesced into circles, eventually forming as many as nine.

These circles closely resemble the midday sun, seemingly indicating that Zhang Wuji has brought the Nine Yang Divine Skill to its peak.

"Get out of my way!" Zhang Wuji strained his arms and shoved the copper hammer in his palm forward.

With a deafening roar, Fan Yao's body flew sideways a considerable distance.

Although Fan Yao landed firmly on both feet before hitting the ground, the fact that he simultaneously wiped his mouth with the back of his hand indicated that he was injured.

Chapter 176: Nine Suns Above Head (Second Update)

"Lin Yaoxie, I'm going to kill you!" Zhang Wuji shouted at the raging sky, and his hair turned white instantly, indicating that the owner of the hair was either rapidly depleting his energy or had it transferred elsewhere.

His hair, which was more than two meters long, was coiled on the ground, covering Zhang Wuji's feet.

Lin Yaoxie laughed, and Fan Yao laughed too.

The five wandering warriors, including the Green-Winged Bat King, and the five flag masters all laughed.

"Brother Long is truly amazing. He actually brought Zhang Wuji to his limit, causing him to turn from the righteous path into the demonic path," said Leng Qian, one of the Five Wanderers.

The Green-Winged Bat King nodded with a wicked grin: "I finally understand why my master made Zhang Wuji learn the Great Shift of the Universe."

"What is the purpose?" This time it was Abbess Miejue who asked.

"The Great Shift of the Universe is originally a martial art of the Persian Ming Cult, and it inherently carries a trace of demonic energy," the Green-Winged Bat King quickly explained. "And the master has repeatedly killed his closest relatives who were good to him in front of Zhang Wuji. This is similar to how Cheng Kun killed Xie Xun's family, forcing Xie Xun to make rapid progress in martial arts to take revenge on society. It's just that Zhang Wuji has grown too terrifyingly now, and he was even able to make the Black Dragon Boss, who was using half of his power, cough up blood. That's quite remarkable."

"However, judging from Zhang Wuji's appearance, he is nearing the end of his life." At some point, Fan Yao had returned to the group.

"Brother Wuji!" Zhou Zhiruo, who had been anxiously watching Zhang Wuji, suddenly burst into tears and struggled to rush into the battlefield.

She loved Zhang Wuji with all her heart, but now that Zhang Wuji had turned into a man with three thousand feet of white hair, how could Zhou Zhiruo not shed tears?

"You brat, where are you going?" Abbess Miejue grabbed Zhou Zhiruo and pulled her back.

The latter sobbed, "Master, please let me go. Brother Wuji has become like that, I don't want to live anymore. I want to go with him to kill Lin Yaoxie."

"You wretched creature!" Extinction was both shocked and furious. She suddenly raised her hand and slapped Zhou Zhiruo hard across the face.

This was the first time Miejue had ever fought Zhou Zhiruo since joining the Emei Sect.

Zhou Zhiruo collapsed to the ground, biting her lip. Overwhelmed with grief, she cried herself unconscious.

"It's good that you fainted. Calm down." Although Abbess Miejue felt that she had been a bit too harsh on her beloved disciple, she did not regret it.

If she had been more ruthless towards Ji Xiaofu, Ji Xiaofu wouldn't have been deceived by Yang Xiao and ended up with a falling out between master and disciple, and the tragic end of her killing her disciple in tears.

Taking a deep breath, Miejue looked at Fan Yao and respectfully clasped her hands in greeting: "Little Miejue greets the Great Ancestor."

Fan Yao merely raised his arm slightly: "In front of our master, what are all these grandmasters and minor ancestors? We're all just doing our jobs for our master."