Chapter 270 Gu Liang Clan Ancestor
Once the ultimate move was unleashed, neither Gu Liangcong nor the Fourth Elder could contend with it.
Seeing an opportunity, Jia Xitong took Huo Ruifei and boarded the Water Cloud Boat to escape. However, at that moment, an aura even stronger than that of a Martial King swept across the entire Gu Liang Clan, forcefully pushing the Water Cloud Boat, which had already taken to the sky, down.
Bang--!
The water boat fell vertically to the ground, creating a shallow crater in the mud.
"presumptuous!"
A furious shout came from the innermost part of the Gu Liang clan, and powerful spiritual energy rose from it, heading straight for Jia Xitong. She hurriedly used her spiritual energy to defend herself, but the attack directly sent the raccoon flying.
Huo Rui ran towards the falling raccoon and caught it just as it was about to fall.
"It's the Ancestor!"
Unexpectedly, this matter would alarm the patriarch, and Huo Rui's face turned ashen.
The several elders of the Gu Liang clan who had been knocked down suddenly perked up, "Huo Rui, let's see where you can escape to with the merfolk now!"
Emperor Wu, there are four Dingtian Academy.
However, this is the first time Jia Xitong has directly faced the strength of the Martial Emperor.
All that could be heard was the resounding clang of a sword, like the cry of a crane echoing through the heavens and earth!
A giant sword materialized from spiritual energy rose into the air, its light bursting forth and piercing the clouds in an instant. Then, the giant sword swung down towards the raccoon.
At that moment, everyone thought the monster was doomed.
At the same moment, a golden dragon soared into the sky in response to the sword energy.
A tremendous dragon's roar echoed from the heavens, like the fury of the heavens, directly shattering the giant spiritual sword. The two collided, and the shattered spiritual energy rippled outwards like waves, creating a gust of wind that knocked everyone nearby to the ground.
They actually withstood that attack!
It was only recently that Huo Rui and Gu Liangcong realized just how shocked they were. Back then, their ancestor had used the same move to directly defeat about twenty Martial Grandmasters and even Martial Kings.
Just how powerful is this monster?!
Jia Xitong is not doing well right now.
She had only just reached the level of a Talisman Master, yet she had already twice used cross-realm attacks. Now, her spiritual energy was exhausted, and she was at her limit; even a mere Martial Master could easily kill her.
However, at this moment, the attack from the Martial Emperor came again, even more powerful than the previous sword strike!
Damn it, I got myself killed trying to save someone.
Jia Xitong closed her eyes and took out the wooden statue of the god with her right hand. At this moment, she could only place her hopes on this statue that was sometimes effective and sometimes not.
boom--!
The power of the Martial Emperor swept over her, while a sturdy spiritual shield tightly surrounded Jia Xitong.
The idol has manifested its power?
No, it's Shang Yanting who has arrived!
He stood in front of Jia Xitong, like a wall blocking her way.
The third move of the Myriad Seals Sword Technique was formed from his fingertips.
In an instant, the longsword in his hand split into tens of millions of spiritual swords, which darted about like swimming dragons, aiming straight for the throats of hundreds of members of the Gu Liang clan.
With the sword pointed directly at them, the lives of these people were entirely in Shang Yanting's hands.
"presumptuous!"
Shang Yanting's actions angered this powerful figure from the Gu Liang clan. The Gu Liang clan patriarch, who had not previously appeared, rose from the east, appeared on a long sword, and looked down upon them from ten thousand meters above the sky.
The Martial Emperor unleashed his full power, striking Shang Yanting. In that instant, Jia Xitong, standing behind him, felt as if a thousand pounds were pressing down on her.
"If you harm even one member of the Gu Liang clan, this place will be your burial ground."
This display of force might scare others, but when facing Shang Yanting, the old ancestor's threat caused hundreds of swords suspended in the air to advance one step at a time.
The sword's edge pressed against their throats, the sharp blade piercing their skin, and blood flowed down.
"Why are you so angry, fellow Daoist? I simply want to take the children back home."
The gentler his smile, the more ruthless he becomes.
Now the lives of all the members of the Gu Liang clan are in his hands. The Gu Liang clan patriarch cannot intimidate Shang Yanting and dares not make any rash moves.
"Take the system up with you."
He addressed the Ushikawa River who had followed him.
Knowing that there was no time to lose, Niu Chuanchuan picked up Jia Xitong and took Huo Rui and Mei Ji with him, then quickly steered the Water Cloud Boat away.
As the distance increased, Xiyang Continent became smaller and smaller in sight.
Suddenly, a bright light shot into the sky, lasting for several seconds. A violent explosion followed, and rings of clouds spread outwards in the sky.
They still clashed.
The opponent was a Martial Emperor, while Shang Yanting was only at the mid-stage of the Martial King realm. Such a huge gap made Jia Xitong's heart pound with anxiety.
She stared intently down until she saw a figure riding a long sword in the clouds, with thousands of spiritual swords flying towards her like streaks of light behind him.
Shang Yanting is back!
Jia Xitong clutched her heart and ran to the stern of the ship, crying out, "Host, dear host!"
Shang Yanting stood on the ship, raising his longsword and turning to slash fiercely behind him. Countless spiritual swords met the attack from below in mid-air; the two forces tore and shattered, then exploded again.
The residual force caused the water-cloud boat to shake violently, nearly causing it to fall.
"Host, dear!"
"Brother Yan!"
Jia Xitong ran over quickly and saw that the magic sword in Shang Yanting's hand instantly shattered into ashes.
"fine."
Shang Yanting threw away the remaining sword hilt and swallowed a pill to restore his spiritual power.
He threatened the lives of the Gu Liang clan members, and the Martial Emperor cultivator hesitated to act rashly, thus preventing him from suffering too many casualties. However, this incident also made him realize the gap between the Martial King and Martial Emperor realms.
A single word makes all the difference.
If both sides were to unleash their full power, even ten Martial Kings would be no match for a single Martial Emperor.
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