C769 An Old Friend Meeting?
C769 An Old Friend Meeting?
The disciples that were guarding the mountain looked at each other, with their hands on the sword hilt, half of them went up to welcome him.
Chen Yu watched over the reaction of the disciples and his heart sank. He knew that he had no other choice but to break in.
This was also within his expectations. At that time, whether it was Lee Qingkong charging into the Sword Sect to take away the ten great swords or Chen Yu killing Sword Spirit Tower s to escape the Langya Sword Sect, all of them had caused his Langya Sword Sect to be greatly weakened.
After such a thing had happened, how could Langya Sword Sect not learn such an unforgettable lesson?
"Who are you?" Report your identity! " The guardian disciple that was approaching Chen Yu shouted out.
Chen Yu smiled and said, "Fellow disciples, you don't even know me?"
With that, Chen Yu threw the token in his hand over.
One of them received the token and lowered his head to look at it, his expression one of shock. The others looked at Chen Yu, whose face was covered in dust, with a puzzled expression.
"Meng Yang? "This name is very familiar …" The disciple that examined the token muttered.
Chen Yu laughed, then suddenly moved his body, raising both of his palms at the same time, two dense and terrifying Spiritual Dipper surged, crushing towards the few Sword Sect disciples.
These disciples were all sent flying.
Chen Yu's body flashed and headed straight for the mountain gate.
"Someone is invading the mountain!"
"Enemy attack!"
A sharp and shrill sound rang out, and the remaining four Sword Sect disciples at the entrance pulled out their swords at the same time, instantly triggering the sword spirits.
However, it was useless. Chen Yu had used two more palms. Before their Sword Spirits slashed down, the Ice Fish Spiritual Soul had flashed and suppressed their Sword Spirits.
However, within a hut several hundred meters away from the mountain gate, the sound of an urgent bell rang out.
Chen Yu shook his head and rushed straight up the mountain towards the Sword-washing Pool. He used the Wind Transformation Movement to the limit and it was as if the wind was crazily sweeping past him.
However, after only about two minutes, three Mountain Patrol Disciples had pounced on him. The leader of the three, who had a deep aura about him, was actually a practitioner who had just entered the Profound Dark Stage. Looking at its cold and arrogant expression, it should be an elite disciple of the Light Shaking Pavilion.
The three of them rushed over. When the person in the lead saw Chen Yu, he seemed to feel that it was a little familiar. His expression was one of surprise and doubt as he revealed a pondering expression.
Immediately after, the person's expression shook greatly with disbelief written all over his face. He shouted sternly: "Scoundrel Chen Yu, you dare to come back to Sword Sect again?"
Chen Yu did not stop and did not answer.
That person angrily roared, "Scoundrel, I won't let you die!"
As he said this, a broadsword with an open palm appeared in his hand, slashing down from the sky.
A great sword intent that could sweep away an entire army followed suit, unstoppable.
After this strike, Chen Yu still felt a little bit of pressure. His mind raced, and he felt that there was indeed something unique about Langya Sword Sect disciples who used sword spirits as Spiritual Soul.
Chen Yu used his finger as a sword, the Soul Devouring Sword Spirit flashed, and along with the Spiritual Dipper's puffing and puffing, the Scarlet Dragon Sword Intent appeared. With a bang, three Mountain Patrolling Disciples were sent flying, all injured.
"It really is you!" The Profound Dark Stage warrior was sent flying, but through Chen Yu's Crimson Dragon Sword Technique, he completely confirmed Chen Yu's identity.
Chen Yu was too lazy to care about it, and continued to head up the mountain. At the same time, he patted the Storage Bag and took it out.
After flying less than a few kilometers away, three other Mountain Patrol disciples pounced over. The one in the lead was still a Light Shaking Pavilion disciple.
With sword in hand, Chen Yu's sword slashed across the sky as the Soul Devouring Sword Spirit erupted.
The sword was like ice that sealed a thousand miles, freezing the entire world.
The Mountain Patrolling Disciple was suppressed by this sword and forced back.
Chen Yu finally made it to the square of Dubhe Pavilion.
On the square, hundreds of disciples of Dubhe Pavilion blocked Chen Yu's way.
The disciples of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets were too weak. Chen Yu did not even take out his sword as his aura exploded and he rushed forward without any delay.
But just at this moment, figures flashed through the air one by one as they arrived from the Nine Courtyards' Evil Killing Palace.
Without waiting for Chen Yu to arrive at the Phecda Pavilion, the law enforcement elders and deacons of the Langya Sword Sect had arrived. One of them had a deep and unrestrained aura, his figure was thin, and Chen Yu had a deep impression; he was the Vice Elder Academy Master Tan of the Evil Killing Department. His full name was Tan Zhengyun, and his cultivation was at the eighth level of the Profound Dark Stage.
When Chen Yu escaped from the Langya Sword Sect, he was almost captured alive by this Elder Tan.
Chen Yu stopped and patted the Storage Bag. The Blood King Bow flew out and he placed the bow in front of him and hung the quiver on his body.
Tan Zhengyun quickly arrived. He looked at Chen Yu with suspicion and shouted, "Scoundrel Chen Yu!"
"Elder Tan, how have you been?" Chen Yu swept his gaze across the other disciples of the Evil Killing Institute who were standing beside Tan Zhengyun. Surprisingly, he saw Moo Su. The latter had a face full of shock.
"Good scoundrel, you still dare to come!" Tan Zhengyun's body flashed. A boundless silver white sword shadow burst out from his body and slashed towards Chen Yu.
Chen Yu slashed out with his sword and the sword intent condensed. After the Soul Devouring Sword Spirit fused with the sword aura, it turned into a shocking scarlet dragon that soared into the sky.
Boom! * The two sword spirits clashed in the air. Tan Zhengyun's sword spirit dimmed and flew back.
Tan Zhengyun looked shocked. "Scoundrel, how could your sword art suddenly become so powerful?"
Chen Yu laughed, "Isn't that very normal? My strength is increasing, and my sword arts and divine abilities are naturally becoming stronger as well! "
After a moment of shock, Tan Zhengyun shouted, "Block his escape path, this thief dares to come here and act wildly again, he's definitely not allowed to run away!"
As he spoke, Tan Zhengyun slapped the Storage Bag and a silver-white long sword flew out, which he caught in his hand.
Chen Yu had personally experienced this sword before, being able to slash out rune chains, it was a top-grade Profound Artifact.
When the sword was unleashed, Tan Zhengyun's aura rose dramatically as the fire spirit attribute Spiritual Dipper continued to circulate around him.
Chen Yu wasn't completely focused on Tan Zhengyun, but was looking even higher. One figure after another, they were still flying over.
"Die!" Tan Zhengyun roared in anger. He took a step into the air and closed in on Chen Yu with his sword.
The sword technique and sacred art perfectly matched with the Profound Artifact and the sword spirit. One rune after another flowed around, looking down from above as the sword sealed the sky.
Chen Yu focused and stabbed forward with his sword.
The Soul Devouring Sword Spirit turned into a red dragon, held onto the fire Spiritual Dipper Chen Yu poured out, and rushed straight out. It was truly like a red dragon rising into the sky, looking down arrogantly, wanting to rush straight into the Ninth Heaven.
Bang, the Soul Devouring Sword Spirit collided with Tan Zhengyun's White Rainbow Sword Spirit again. A large portion of the runic chains on the long sword in Tan Zhengyun's hand shattered, and a small portion fell down. However, the Scarlet Dragon dimmed down, revealing the body of the Soul Devouring Sword Spirit, as if it was suppressed.
Chen Yu couldn't help but sigh at the sharpness of Langya Sword Sect's sword spirit.
Chen Yu's body trembled as the remaining chain landed on his body. Blood spurted out of his body and he destroyed the remaining chain.
Then, Chen Yu held onto the Blood King Bow. Unknowingly, a Spirit Arrow was already in his hands, and he directly brought it to the string.
Tan Zhengyun, who had suppressed Chen Yu with a single sword, was about to take the opportunity to attack and suppress Chen Yu. However, the moment Chen Yu raised his hand and pulled back his bow, a horrifying and bloodthirsty berserk aura appeared.
As a sword master at the eighth level of Profound Dark Stage, Tan Zhengyun's expression changed as he quickly retreated.
Shua, the blood imprint appeared and the blood strings pierced through the air.
The distance was too close. The moment the blood-colored mark appeared, the arrow that had shot out to fifty percent had already penetrated Tan Zhengyun's domain.
Tan Zhengyun tried his best to resist, but it was all in vain. His body was pierced through by the blood, and he dropped down to the ground like a lead stone.
In terms of attack power, Profound Dark Stage practitioners were not inferior to Profound Practitioners of the same level, and there were even more genius Sword Sect practitioners. However, its defensive power was far inferior to the practitioners of Qin Country.
Only now did Chen Yu open his bow 50%, he didn't intend to kill Tan Zhengyun at all, instead, he directly shot him through the body.
Peng, Tan Zhengyun's body fell to the ground, smashing the stairs that led up to the mountain.
Moo Su and the other members of the Evil Slayer Sword Sect, as well as the disciples, paled in shock.
When Chen Yu's Soul Devouring Sword Spirit blocked Tan Zhengyun's White Rainbow Sword Spirit, it had already shocked them. Now that the arrow had shocked Tan Zhengyun to death, they could not help but feel a strong sense of fear.
Other than Tan Zhengyun's personal disciple who was shouting for his master to charge at Tan Zhengyun, many of the Evil Killing Principal, Elders, and disciples instinctively retreated, staying away from Chen Yu.
The disciples and practitioners of the elders who were able to become the head of the upper nine courtyards were all elites of the Langya Sword Sect. They were naturally able to tell that Chen Yu's cultivation was only at the Ninth Layer of the Spirit Accumulation Stage realm.
As for Ninth Layer of the Spirit Accumulation Stage, one arrow had almost killed off the eighth level of Profound Dark Stage. This situation was simply unheard-of to them, turning their understanding upside down.
Throughout the thousands of years of history of the Langya Sword Sect, there had never been such a scene!
And many people with sharp minds remembered that when Chen Yu escaped from the Langya Sword Sect, he was only at the third level of Spirit Accumulation Stage.
It had only been a little more than a year since Chen Yu had escaped from Sword Sect. In slightly more than a year's time, he leapt from the third level of Spirit Accumulation Stage to the third level of Ninth Layer of the Spirit Accumulation Stage.
While everyone was still in shock, one figure after another arrived.
Chen Yu brandished his bow and pulled the string with his arrow.
"Who trespassed into my Sword Sect?" A loud shout sounded out, causing Chen Yu's familiar figure to float in the air.
It was Tu Jin.
"Courtmaster Tu, long time no see!" Chen Yu released 80% of his bow. A blood-red imprint appeared and locked onto Tu Jin.
The moment the blood-colored mark appeared, Tu Jin felt horrified and retreated several miles.
Chen Yu smiled. One of the Blood King Bow moved, locking onto another warrior that he was also familiar with.
"F * ck!" The man also retreated in a flurry. He retreated even faster than he came. It was Rong Qingzhi, who had repeatedly attacked Chen Yu.
"Elder Rong, why must we act like this when we meet old friends?" Chen Yu did not loosen his grip as the Blood King Bow moved. The blood colored imprints appeared on the bodies of the Langya Sword Sect higher ups one after another.
These higher-ups had sharp senses and a wide range of knowledge. Once they were locked onto by the blood-colored mark, they immediately knew that the power of Chen Yu's arrow was not something they could defend against. His performance was much worse than that of ordinary Sword Sect disciples.
"Chen Yu, you actually dare to come to Sword Sect, you think you can behave so atrociously in the Sword Sect just by holding a Divine Artifact?" The path that was no longer locked onto by the Blood King Bow could finally be used to catch its breath.
"Elder Tu. I am not here for revenge! " Wu Shuang said loudly, "I have something to see Dao Hong, Academy Master!"
"You're not seeking revenge? You still dare to seek revenge? " Tu Jin gritted his teeth and almost vomited blood in anger.
Back then, when Chen Yu killed his way out of the Sword Sect, he heavily injured more than ten Sword Sect experts and killed five people, causing his Sword Sect to be severely damaged. If he wanted to seek revenge, it would also be because of Langya Sword Sect seeking enmity with Chen Yu.