Chapter 170: Battle of Yanyun Mountain (Part 1)
Early midnight, on the top of Yanyun Mountain.
Xiao Feng stood upright in an open space. The mountain breeze blew past, making his white hair flutter and his robes rustle.
Yang Liushi sat slumped beside a huge rock with her back against it. She was unable to move at all due to the acupuncture points pressed on her body, but her eyes were open, filled with anxiety and nervousness.
She could vaguely guess what Xiao Feng was going to do.
"You don't have to look at me like that."
Xiao Feng looked up at the night sky and said calmly: "I just want to know what he will choose."
"You should know Lu Jingyao."
"At the beginning, he used Yao'er as bait to lure me into the Wei Mansion, and then forced me to choose between me and Yao'er to live."
“I chose myself.”
"well"
Xiao Feng sighed deeply. What was entangled with him was not only the corners of his clothes blown by the wind, but also the hazy shadows on the ground.
"After that, I always looked down on myself, but I never regretted it, nor did I think I did anything wrong."
"But strangely, there is always a hurdle in my heart that I can't get over."
"So, I want to know what he will choose."
After saying this again, Xiao Feng retracted his gaze and turned to look at Yang Liushi, who had a complicated look in her eyes.
"In order to know the answer, I have sacrificed sixty years of my life. In fact, even if I kill him tonight, I will not have many years left to live."
“But the answer is really important to me.”
"I'm sorry for taking advantage of you."
"He didn't kill Yao'er back then, so no matter what choice he makes tonight, I won't kill you either."
"If you want to seek revenge on me in the future, I'll be there for you any time."
"It doesn't matter if I die."
The wind blows the ancient trees away to Xiaoxiang, the moon sets and the stars are sparse, and the world is cold.
Xiao Feng stopped talking and turned his head to look at the only mountain path, motionless like a stone sculpture.
He did not tell Yang Liushi about the deep blood feud between him and the Wei family, nor did he tell her about Wei Changtian's bad behavior of "going back on his word".
None of this makes sense.
No matter whether it was the wedding robbery at the Wei Mansion or the Double Ninth Festival at the foot of Yudu Mountain, if you lose, you lose.
But this time, I must win.
This belief was stronger than ever before, but perhaps even Xiao Feng himself did not notice that the reason why he wanted to kill Wei Changtian was no longer the same as it was at the beginning.
Or in other words, it is no longer as pure as it was at the beginning.
The crescent moon is getting higher and higher, and the mountain wind is getting stronger and stronger.
Yang Liushi, who was slumped aside, was also feeling complicated at this moment.
She could see Xiao Feng's confidence, and became more worried about Wei Changtian's safety.
This courtesan, who had been regarded as Chang'e from the mortal world by countless men, kept praying in her heart that Wei Changtian would not come, but she also knew that with Wei Changtian's character, he would not miss this opportunity to kill Xiao Feng.
Then what would the young master choose? Although Yang Liushi tried her best to avoid it, she still thought of this question.
From the most genuine point of view, she certainly hoped that Wei Changtian would live and she would die.
And she also felt that Wei Changtian would definitely make this choice.
However, this kind of contradictory psychology is inevitable. Yang Liushi doesn't know what kind of mood she will be in if she really hears Wei Changtian's answer, but she probably won't be very calm.
The sound of the heartbeat is rapid and clear, but becomes blurred when mixed with the sound of the wind.
Suddenly, a figure appeared on the mountain road not far away.
He didn't walk fast, and his steps seemed a little heavy. The moonlight cast a shadow on his tall outline, so cold that it didn't cause a ripple.
For some reason, Yang Liushi suddenly felt that Wei Changtian was a little strange at this moment.
But before she could figure out why she had this feeling, she saw Wei Changtian standing a few feet away from Xiao Feng, and then gently brushing off the weeds that were stuck to his sleeves while climbing the mountain.
"Xiao Feng, we meet again."
According to the routine of martial arts novels, the final battle between masters must be held in some memorable or scenic places.
For example, Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng on the top of the Forbidden City.
For example, Guo Jing and Yang Kang in the Misty Rain Tower in Jiaxing.
For example, Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng on the top of Mount Huashan.
Compared with this, Yanyun Mountain is indeed a bit lagging behind. Perhaps the atmosphere of Tongtian Peak, the leader of the Ten Thousand Mountains, or Jiuding Mountain where the Tianluo Sect is located would be more suitable.
Of course, this is from the perspective of a spectator.
For Wei Changtian and Xiao Feng, the two protagonists of the decisive battle, as long as they can kill each other, it would be okay to fight in the toilet.
“.”
The cold wind was still blowing, making the corners of their clothes rustle.
Seeing Wei Changtian again after half a year, Xiao Feng didn't actually feel much, because he had already seen this man in the "Dream Road" too many times.
Although the two had never fought each other, Meng Dao was unable to simulate the battle.
But this did not prevent Xiao Feng from reminding himself in his "dream" every night not to forget what Wei Changtian looked like.
On the other hand, Wei Changtian's mood was a little different at the moment.
After all, Xiao Feng's white hair was too obvious.
Did he really make a deal with the remnant soul in the Xuantian Sword? He looked at the black sword behind Xiao Feng and took a deep breath.
"Xiao Feng, you killed my subordinates ten days ago and left a blood letter."
"Now that I'm here as promised, shouldn't you let the person go?"
“.”
From the beginning till now, Wei Changtian never even looked at Yang Liushi who was not far away, even though the latter had been looking at him.
It wasn't that he intended to act cold and heartless. He was mainly afraid that he would be ambushed by Xiao Feng if he looked away.
But it turns out that the real "protagonist" doesn't have the same crooked ideas as him.
Xiao Feng looked at Wei Changtian deeply and replied calmly: "Wei Changtian, I never said that I would release people if you came."
"If you really want to save her, you need to answer one more question for me."
"A question you once asked me."
“Canglang!!”
Before he finished speaking, a black sword carrying a sharp murderous intent was suddenly unsheathed.
Wei Changtian's face changed and he subconsciously prepared to draw his sword.
But when he saw the direction the Xuantian Sword was pointing, he slowly put the half-pulled Longyin sword back into the scabbard.
"Wei Changtian, today only one of you and her can survive."
He raised the sword with one hand, and the tip of the sword was only a few inches away from Yang Liushi.
Xiao Feng tried his best to control his emotions, but his voice was still a little hoarse at this moment.
"You get to choose who lives and who dies."
I don’t know whether Xiao Feng said it intentionally or unintentionally, but his words were exactly the same as what Wei Changtian said that day.
Same problem.
But Wei Changtian's answer was completely different.
It was like a child's play. He thought about it for less than a breath, and then gave the answer casually in the incredulous gazes of Xiao Feng and Yang Liushi.
"I chose to let her live."
I choose, let her live. Let her live. These words hit Xiao Feng's chest like a heavy hammer.
"No, it's impossible."
He staggered back half a step, and the Xuantian Sword fell down weakly.
It's not that Xiao Feng hadn't anticipated this answer, he just didn't understand why Wei Changtian didn't even hesitate.
Could it be that I was really wrong? Why? Unprecedented self-denial instantly filled my mind, and the violence suppressed in my heart began to stir again.
And at this moment, a fleeting thought suddenly made Xiao Feng understand everything.
"Wei Changtian"
His body gradually stopped shaking and the Xuantian Sword was raised again.
But this time, the tip of the sword was pointing straight forward.
Xiao Feng raised his head slowly and said slowly and coldly:
"You think I can't kill you, so you choose this, right?"
“.”
Damn, he finally reacted.
Wei Changtian cursed in his heart, but of course he couldn't admit it.
"You're overthinking it. As long as you release the person first, I'll stand here and you can kill him as you please."
“.”
“Hahahaha! Hahahaha!!!”
As if he had heard a huge joke, Xiao Feng suddenly raised his head and laughed, instantly scaring away countless birds in the forest.
"Hahahaha! Wei Changtian! Then I'll let you see! Can I kill you?"
The crazy laughter stopped abruptly. Xiao Feng stared at Wei Changtian with red eyes and said hoarsely: "Seniors! Come out!"
“.”
“Rustle~”
Like a gentle breeze blowing through the trees, the leaves behind Xiao Feng suddenly rustled, and then five people walked out of the forest.
But their expressions were not relaxed.
Because almost at the same time, a group of figures flashed behind Wei Changtian, and eight figures also appeared.
Five on one side and eight on the other.
The two groups of people stopped behind Xiao Feng and Wei Changtian at the same time and stared at each other silently.
The entire top of Yanyun Mountain fell into deathly silence for a moment.
Damn it Although they had a rough estimate of each other's preparations, Wei Changtian and Xiao Feng, who were at the center of the storm, actually felt a sinking feeling in their hearts at this moment.
Wei Changtian didn't expect that the remnant soul would actually directly find five masters for Xiao Feng this time.
The same goes for Xiao Feng.
However, the two of them quickly suppressed their uneasiness and anxiety, because they both knew that -
There is no turning back now.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths. Time passed by little by little, and the short three breaths seemed like three hours.
In fact, just looking at this scene, it does look a bit like two gang bosses confronting each other with their younger brothers.
But if you are really in the scene, I'm afraid no one would have such an idea.
Excluding Yang Liushi, there are a total of fifteen people on both sides.
But these fifteen people actually produced a strong sense of oppression that only occurs when two armies confront each other.
Dark clouds are pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it.
However, this time the dark clouds were not covering the city, but the small Yanyun Mountain.
Amid the unreal sounds of horses neighing, war drums, and drawn bows, the mountain wind that had been howling all night stopped.
The path of spiritual practice is divided into nine levels.
Seven, eight, and nine are the lower three grades, four, five, and six are the middle three grades, and one, two, and three are the upper three grades.
There is a reason for this division.
The lower three levels train "strength". The internal force cannot penetrate the body and can only circulate within the body of the practitioner. To ordinary people, it seems that they are just stronger.
The middle three levels train "Qi", and the internal force can penetrate the body and produce many wonderful uses.
The top three levels practice "momentum".
Whether it is the "using momentum as a blade" of the third level or the "momentum that overwhelms mountains and rivers" of the second level, it is not difficult to tell from the names that they are related to "momentum".
Before Wei Changtian traveled through time, he only felt that momentum was similar to temperament, which was a comprehensive sensory impression of a person.
But in fact, this invisible and intangible thing does exist, and it can even really be "overwhelmed by the mountains and rivers" in this world.
For example, at this moment, the Yanyun Mountain seems to be covered by a huge transparent cover.
There was no wind, no sound, the grass and leaves lay flat on the ground, and all the animals hid in their nests.
Perhaps in the entire Yanyun Mountain, apart from the fifteen people present, the only one who can still move is Li Huaizhong.
"Wei Zhaohai, Qin Zhengqiu, Liang Zhen."
Not far away, on an old tree in the woods, the old eunuch's turbid pupils almost shrank to the size of beans.
He had anticipated many situations on the way here.
But even the most exaggerated expectations were not half as good as what was happening before our eyes.
Familiar names flashed through his mind, but that was secondary . What shocked Li Huaizhong even more was the people on Xiao Feng's side.
Wu Tianqing, Chang Shuan, Li Mingchun Are they really them?
How is this possible???
If he had not seen it with his own eyes, Li Huaizhong would never have believed that these hidden masters scattered all over the world would appear here at the same time, and were led by a white-haired young man he had never seen before.
Who on earth is this person?! Li Huaizhong stared at Xiao Feng intently, wondering in his heart what grudge Wei Changtian had with this person.
And at this moment, someone moved.
"clatter!"
"clatter!"
The footsteps on the east and west sides sounded simultaneously, very light.
"Changtian, five second-grade ones."
"Mr. Xiao, three second-rank and five third-rank."
“.”
The two sentences were heard by Wei Changtian and Xiao Feng respectively, and their reactions were naturally different.
Although the gap between the second and third grades is not as huge as the difference between heaven and earth, it is definitely not small.
After all, fighting against opponents of higher levels is only the privilege of the "protagonist", and ordinary people can never do it.
Therefore, the five third-rank officials including Liang Zhen could only hold back one second-rank official at most.
So there is one extra. "Grandpa, can you hit two?"
Wei Changtian suddenly asked Qin Zhengqiu beside him in a low voice.
As the leader of the Tianluo Sect is currently the most powerful person in the entire Daning, Wei Changtian can only pin his hopes on him.
However, "Two second-rank warriors can't do anything to me, but I'm afraid I don't have time to take care of more. Changtian, let's go."
Qin Zhengqiu narrowed his eyes slightly and his expression was very serious.
Wei Changtian sighed lightly and understood why Qin Zhengqiu said that.
After all, there was no life-and-death grudge between this group of second- and third-rank masters, and the only goal of both sides was to kill himself and Xiao Feng.
In the eyes of the upper three ranks, the sixth rank realm is not much different from an ordinary person, and it is basically a matter of a single move.
In this situation, even if Qin Zhengqiu could deal with two second-grade warriors, as long as the other party found the time to attack him, he would most likely die on the spot.
Therefore, the current situation is extremely unfavorable.
Even if you escape, whether you can escape is another matter.
“.”
Wei Changtian fell into silence for a long time, and Xiao Feng naturally realized his huge advantage.
However, he did not show any signs of being a smug person. He just took a step forward and gently pointed at Yang Liushi.
"Wei Changtian, you can choose again now."
"It's between you and her, who dies and who lives."
“.”
Same problem, completely different situation.
However, Wei Changtian gave the same answer without hesitation.
"Are you fucking done yet? I've already told you to let her live!"
The chapters about the decisive battle are all big chapters (end of this chapter)
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