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#243 - Sword of Heaven!

"No wonder the Xuanming Elders didn't appear when Zhao Min met the Ming Cult members at Green Willow Manor in the original plot. It turns out they rushed over to eliminate the Six Major Sects."

"So, after the Shaolin Temple's affair is over, these two will continue to Wudang and reunite with Zhao Min."

"If we calculate the time like this, it matches up perfectly. Besides, Zhang Wuji's so-called seven-day limit is almost up."

Thinking of this, Liang Yue leaped down from the high pavilion. As he approached the ground, a flash of purple light appeared beneath his feet, and he landed lightly.

At this time, the sky was still somewhat hazy, and the purple glow on the horizon had just begun to appear. Unfortunately, facing the imperial army outside the temple gate, Liang Yue no longer had the mood to continue his quiet cultivation.

He leaped onto the wall, and the scene before him was almost identical to what had happened outside the Huashan Sect's gate.

Led by the Xuanming Elders, a group of imperial dogs were shouting and cursing in front of the gate with the Yuan Mongol army.

Some people even played the emotional card, reasoning that the imperial court had always treated Shaolin well, and this time it was just a formality. Afterward, the people of Shaolin would definitely be released, and so on...

In short, their purpose was naturally to undermine Shaolin's will to resist and make the monks staying at Shaolin Temple surrender.

Liang Yue found the scene somewhat amusing, but after a while, it became a bit boring.

The other party was obviously not a negotiation expert, and could only say a few words. After all, people in the martial world often resorted to violence when they disagreed.

Seeing that the Shaolin monks were unmoved, the expressions of the group began to turn gloomy.

"...Okay! Since Shaolin Temple doesn't appreciate our kindness! Then don't blame us for being ruthless! Attack!"

As soon as Lu Zhangke, one of the Xuanming Elders, finished speaking, the soldiers behind him roared and charged towards the Shaolin monks at the mountain gate.

Beside the two elders, a group of more than a dozen experts took the lead, rushing forward and behaving very bravely.

Among them, a man dressed in black, with graying hair, and looking ordinary, was even more surprising. From a distance of nearly twenty meters, he drew his sword and launched an attack on the monks guarding the temple gate.

"Clang!"

The golden sword light was like a dazzling whip, accompanied by a sword cry filled with murderous intent. At the moment he swung his sword, it followed the direction of the blade and slashed forward.

"Puff, puff, puff, puff..."

In a flash, seven or eight Shaolin warrior monks, who were originally lined up in front, were instantly separated into two, and a pile of heads flew high into the sky.

"It's the Heaven-Reliant Sword! Everyone be careful! Benefactor! If you don't act now, when will you!"

Upon seeing this, the old face of the bearded monk suddenly turned ugly. After retreating with his group of monks into the mountain gate, he immediately turned his head and shouted at someone who was squatting on the wall watching the show.

In fact, he didn't need to remind him at all. At this time, Liang Yue's bright eyes were already fixed on the Heaven-Reliant Sword in the opponent's hand, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved up.

"It's really effortless to get it!"

Liang Yue had been considering these past few days which part of the original plot he should use to seize the Heaven-Reliant Sword from Zhao Min's hands.

Logically speaking, at Green Willow Manor, Zhao Min went alone without bringing any experts to meet Zhang Wuji and the Ming Cult experts, which seemed like a good opportunity.

But now Liang Yue was at Shaolin Temple in Henan. Green Willow Manor, it seemed, should be not far from Kunlun Mountain. The distance between these two places was a bit far.

"The Eight-Armed Divine Sword Dongfang Bai, formerly the head of the Four Great Elders of the Beggar Clan~"

Almost in an instant, Liang Yue thought of this name, and then he saw him tap his feet lightly, and his whole person came to the front of Shaolin Gate with the breeze and fluttering sleeves.

It's just that the other party didn't seem to intend to give him time to show off, and the Heaven-Reliant Sword in his hand slashed directly.

A golden sword light once again turned into a long whip, heading straight for Liang Yue's throat, with a tricky angle and fast speed!

"Ding!"

However, this time, the black-clothed man's attack failed to achieve his wish. Accompanied by a short, crisp sound, the sharp sword light was instantly bounced away.

And blocking this attack was Liang Yue's long sword. At this moment, on his blade, there was also a layer of golden sword light attached.

The only difference was that his sword light was only about one centimeter thick. Compared with the opponent's golden light, which could perform mid-range attacks from nearly twenty meters away, it was undoubtedly much smaller.

But Liang Yue could almost be sure that his short and powerful sword light was cultivated through genuine practice, with the spiritual blessing of being in tune with the sword in his hand.

And the other party's was just a product of using internal force to activate the Heaven-Reliant Sword's wonder.

Seeing that the Heaven-Reliant Sword light was blocked, the black-clothed man with graying hair originally calm eyes suddenly shrank, and a few traces of vigilance instantly appeared in his eyes.

Then, he quickly opened his mouth and reminded everyone in his hoarse voice.

"Be careful! The other party is an expert!"

Unfortunately, his reminder was already late. The dozen or so imperial dogs who were originally rushing ahead had already arrived in front of Liang Yue.

"Hum~"

A cold light flashed, and two wide fan-shaped sword lights flashed and extinguished one after another. Liang Yue's figure instantly passed through the crowd.

Accompanied by the blood spraying high behind him and the bodies that were neatly divided into two, he had already arrived in front of the black-clothed old man holding the Heaven-Reliant Sword.

Behind him, there were still afterimages left by the high-speed movement, with a trace of excitement on his face.

The double swords in his hand were like a pair of large scissors, with golden sword lights, one left and one right, directly attacking the opponent!

However, this Eight-Armed Divine Sword also deserved to be an expert who had been famous for many years.

Although he was really unable to keep up with Liang Yue's speed, he was still able to use his rich experience in dealing with enemies to timely block the Heaven-Reliant Sword diagonally in front of him in the face of the approaching crisis.

"Ding~!"

After a crisp collision.

The corner of Liang Yue's mouth twitched slightly, and at the same time, at the moment of contact, the double swords in his hand suddenly loosened.

A strange force suddenly pulled the two long swords, sticking to the blade of the Heaven-Reliant Sword and fluttering up, blooming with vigorous cold light!

Among the swaying sword shadows, the bright and sharp blades circled the Heaven-Reliant Sword up and down, and finally returned to Liang Yue's hands accurately.

At this time, looking at the Eight-Armed Divine Sword who was originally holding the sword in a defensive posture, his whole person suddenly became a lot shorter.

A very big head also instantly rolled down from his neck.

"Swish~!"

Accompanied by a large bunch of spraying blood, the Heaven-Reliant Sword fell into Liang Yue's hands like this~

"Release the arrows~!"

It's just that, before he had time to take this sword in front of him and carefully appreciate it.

Accompanied by a loud shout, a rain of arrows shuttled, followed by covering the entire area!

"Universe Great Shift~!"

Seeing this, Liang Yue moved his mind, and the three swords in his hand were directly put into the storage space.

Immediately, he stretched out a hand towards the rain of arrows in the sky.

In an instant, a purple cloud instantly spread out, its momentum like ethereal smoke. At first, it was faint, but in the blink of an eye, it had become an overwhelming trend!

Then, Liang Yue turned his five fingers over, and the large number of arrows suddenly fell into his palm one by one, lightly and neatly, as if tired birds returning to their nests.

This is the Purple Glow True Qi, combined with the subtleties of the Universe Great Shift!

"Ha ah ~ ~ ~"

This scene, watching the people present, whether it was a group of big monks behind him, or the imperial army on the opposite side, the Xuanming Elders and others, were all stunned, and a burst of exclamations involuntarily came from their mouths.

Thinking about the original plot, Zhang Wuji once used a Universe Great Shift and Nine Yang True Qi in the main hall of the Wudang Sect.

He directly took the blades from the hands of dozens of strong Yuan Mongol men from the air.

Then, after frowning and posing, these dozens of broadswords were instantly formed into a ball!

Liang Yue is now just using the same principle, putting all the arrows shot by the other party into his hands in one direction.

This ~ isn't too much, right...…