novellhall Chapter 1887 - 1755: Everyone Is Here (Part 2)
Chapter 1887 - 1755: Everyone Is Here (Part 2)
Song Yun glanced at Little Sword God, Master Bei, Juan Mao, and Qiu Chumeng beside him, and couldn’t help but frown slightly.
Master Bei drew his sword: "We are brothers, of course we must stand together."
Juan Mao twisted his neck: "Song Yun, you’ve advanced to SS-level, you’ve shown off. But I’ve been devil training for a year and haven’t had the chance to show my skills. Today, I have to fight no matter what."
Little Sword God said indifferently: "Brother Yun, regardless of life and death, I will fight alongside you."
Song Yun knew the attitude of these three brothers.
He looked at Qiu Chumeng and smiled: "What about you, why are you joining?"
Qiu Chumeng pursed his lips: "You can still laugh. I don’t even know why, I just came up to help you."
Song Yun blinked: "Chumeng, you’re not in love with me, are you?"
Upon hearing this, Qiu Chumeng’s cheeks instantly reddened.
The three of Little Sword God were completely speechless; at such a time, Song Yun was still joking.
"Shut up!"
Xun shouted angrily: "Damn it, do you know you are now facing six SS-level opponents, and you’re still chatting? Truly courting death."
After a pause, Xun’s face revealed a vicious expression, and he said in a deep voice: "Take action, kill them!"
Upon hearing this, Little Sword God and others became highly alert.
Song Yun’s expression was grave, and he said in a deep voice: "I’ll hold them off, you run first, I’ll catch up with you later."
"How will you hold them off?" Qiu Chumeng and the others looked worried.
Song Yun said indifferently: "Don’t worry, I have a way."
Just as they were speaking, the six SS-level opponents closed in on them.
These six people, any one of them, are earth-shattering existences.
Now, their combined power can be imagined.
At this moment, the entire arena was silent, everyone seemed to foresee Song Yun being crushed into minced meat.
Six SS-level powerhouses, each carrying a different aura, rushed toward the center of the ring like six surging floods.
"Once I take action, you run!"
Seeing the six SS-level opponents rushing forward, Song Yun said to the four beside him, gripping the Black Light Broken Sword with his left hand, ready to take action.
The power of the Black Light Broken Sword is immense; as long as the opportunity is seized to take down two SS-level opponents first, it shouldn’t be too big an issue.
Song Yun was worried that Little Sword God and the others might not escape.
Just as the battle was about to break out, suddenly.
Bang boom.
A loud explosion.
An Azure Dragon Crescent Blade descended from the sky, landing in the center of the ring, less than two meters from Song Yun.
Under the powerful force of the shock, the soft pads on the ring split into pieces and flew out in all directions.
While the ground was covered with spiderweb-like cracks.
Such might, truly shocking.
Even the six SS-level figures paused their actions.
"Stop immediately!"
Immediately after, a sharp shout echoed.
A muscular man jumped down from the rooftop, landing beside Song Yun and the other four.
This person appeared to be about fifty years old, robust, with sharp brows and bright eyes, and a stern face. His whole demeanor was very steady, like a millennium-old pine.
"Dad!"
Upon seeing this man, Juan Mao called out excitedly, a look of exhilaration on his face.
Hearing this, Song Yun’s eyes lit up, realizing that this person was Luo Badao, the Vice Hall Master of the Golden Dragon Palace, who had taken Juan Mao away last time.
He knew the Golden Dragon Palace would come, but didn’t expect them to appear at such a critical moment.
It seems he deliberately waited for all SS-levels from the Blood Flow Path to show up before appearing.
Song Yun glanced around, noticing shadows flicker on the rooftops, no doubt the Golden Dragon Palace has ambushed quite a few men, intending to wipe out the Blood Flow Path in one fell swoop.
However, the Blood Flow Path has six SS-levels.
Moreover, they are backed by the Holy Mansion, perhaps even stronger forces, so things might not come easily.
Seeing Luo Badao, the six SS-levels halted their offensive.
Xun stared at Luo Badao, speaking gravely: "Luo Badao, Song Yun killed the Blood Flow Path elder; we will definitely avenge this grievance. No matter who comes today, don’t think of taking them away."
"I never said I’m taking them away."
Luo Badao’s expression was cold, grasping the hilt of the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade beside him, he drew it fiercely into his hand.
Xun’s eyelids jumped: "Golden Dragon Palace, are you going to start a war against Blood Path sect?"
Luo Badao said: "Not a war, but a full-on extermination."
"Such arrogance, do you really think Golden Dragon Palace is invincible?"
Xun sneered, confidently said: "Besides, our Blood Path sect was established legally without breaking any laws, your Golden Dragon Palace has no right to interfere."
"Ridiculous!"
Luo Badao sneered coldly, saying: "Blood Path sect secretly controls Ninja Sect, committing countless heinous crimes against compatriots, you think you can cover it up."
"Additionally, it’s people from Blood Path sect who orchestrate the Holy Hall, causing the deaths of countless innocent civilians."
"Just these two charges are enough for Blood Path sect to die a hundred times, yet you still dare to establish your sect. Hmph, do you think Huaxia would tolerate you?"
Hearing these accusations, everyone’s faces changed dramatically.
They did not know that Blood Path sect had done such things.
Especially those who depended on Blood Path sect, feeling shaken.
The reason they attached themselves to Blood Path was to have backing and gain benefits.
But now, Blood Path was openly opposing Golden Dragon Palace and the entire nation.
In response to Luo Badao’s accusations, Xun’s lips curved into a disdainful smile, saying: "Luo Badao, let me tell you straight, one of the purposes of today’s Qi Martial Association is to lure you Golden Dragon Palace out and kill you all. Why should Golden Dragon Palace be the enforcer? In this world, the strong are revered!"
"Foolish!"
Luo Badao snorted coldly, saying: "Do you think with these people you can dominate?"
As soon as he finished, more than a dozen figures jumped down from the rooftop.
These dozen people all stood beside Luo Badao.
Song Yun looked closely, seeing Wang Wa, Wang Dun, and Forgetting Emotion among them.
Among the others were three particularly powerful individuals, likely all of ss-level power.
"Interesting, four Vice Hall Masters of Golden Dragon Palace have arrived."
Xun looked at Luo Badao and the three ss-level individuals, with a mocking look in his eyes, saying: "However, with just you four, plus Song Yun, trying to fight against us seems a bit lacking."
"Unless the Hall Master of Golden Dragon Palace shows up, but since he failed his breakthrough and went out seeking opportunities, he hasn’t been seen again. Whether he’s dead or alive, who knows, probably won’t be of help to you."
"Moreover, Blood Path sect doesn’t just have these six ss-level individuals."
As soon as he finished speaking, two more figures emerged from the crowd, standing next to Xun.
These two exuded powerful auras, also of ss-level.
Blood Path sect actually had a total of eight ss-level experts.
Those two had been hiding among the crowd, precisely to counter Golden Dragon Palace.
With the gathering of eight ss-level individuals, Xun’s smile grew wider, saying: "Luo Badao, aren’t you quite boastful? Want to keep playing? But it seems you can’t beat us."
On hearing this, the atmosphere became oppressive.
Previously, in the absence of intervention from major martial arts sects, Golden Dragon Palace quietly maintained the martial arts order.
But today, is this order about to be shattered?
"If they’re not enough, how about adding me?"
Suddenly, a calm voice came from the doorway.
Everyone looked over, seeing an elderly man in a robe walking calmly towards the arena.
The Great Sacrificial Priest’s reputation precedes him, and seeing him coming, the crowd quickly gave way.
"Master!"
Master Bei shouted excitedly.
This person was indeed his master, the Taishan Lord’s Great Sacrificial Priest.
The Great Sacrificial Priest walked up to the arena leisurely, standing beside Master Bei, and nodded: "Disciple, you did well."
Master Bei said: "Master."
The Great Sacrificial Priest stopped Master Bei from speaking further, calmly said: "No need to say more, leave it to me."
Seeing the Great Sacrificial Priest appear, Xun frowned: "Great Sacrificial Priest, do you also intend to involve yourself in the feud between us and Golden Dragon Palace?"
"Not just him, I want to intervene too."
Before the Great Sacrificial Priest could speak, a voice came from the back of the crowd.
The crowd looked over, and at some point, someone had seated themselves on a chair.
This person was about forty, dressed in black sportswear, with a long sword on his back, exuding a sharp aura, as if the sword could kill invisibly once unsheathed.
"Senior Sanjian!"
Someone exclaimed.