"Nonsense!"
Lu Xiaoquan's expression immediately changed, and he pointed at Yang Cheng angrily, saying, "These are all just your conjectures. You attacked me without the slightest evidence?"
Yang Cheng said calmly, "I really don't have a single piece of evidence, but guesswork is enough."
You wanted to kill that monster to prevent future troubles, but you didn't expect that it had recovered some of its strength and also had the rare ability to burrow underground, so it escaped.
Your actions along the way are all to prevent us from going deep into the tomb and discovering the secrets of your Yuyang Palace.
Evidence is for those who need it. Your Yuyang Palace doesn't need evidence to do things, but I, Yang Cheng, do need evidence.
Strike first and you'll have the upper hand; strike later and you'll suffer the consequences.
Even if you're ultimately wronged, you deserve your bad luck!
As Yang Cheng finished speaking, he transformed into a streak of blood and charged toward Lu Xiaoquan. His spear thrust was like a dragon, and the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts shone brightly around him. His aura was completely different from when he attacked those monsters before.
Damn it!
Lu Xiaoquan cursed angrily, and with a series of clanging sword sounds, four long swords behind him flew and swirled, transforming into a sword formation that instantly swept down.
Endless sharpness enveloped Yang Cheng, and the Gengjin sword energy roared in, instantly unleashing a torrent of sword energy towards him.
Lu Xiaoquan's true strength is actually not weak; strictly speaking, it lies between the peak of the Seven Star Realm and the Six Harmonies Realm.
Because in addition to their own cultivation, these cultivators also possess all sorts of magical treasures, such as the Bagua Mirror that blocked Yang Cheng's full-force attack.
If you take all of these things into account, Lu Xiaoquan has at least the combat power of the early stage of the Six Harmonies Realm.
Although these immortal cultivators possess extraordinary abilities, under the absolute power, everything is illusory!
Yang Cheng's bloodthirsty aura surged into the sky, transforming into a sea of blood that rippled across the heavens. The Blood Fiend God's Dharma Image stepped out from within it, his hands forming a fist seal, and crashed down with a deafening roar!
In an instant, the boundless sword formation was shattered, and the Gengjin sword energy was torn apart.
Lu Xiaoquan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, a look of horror appearing in his eyes.
Those four flying swords were magical treasures that he had nurtured with countless efforts, but unexpectedly, they were shattered with a single blow in Yang Cheng's hands.
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Seeing Yang Cheng charging at them again, Lu Xiaoquan shouted sharply, "Attack!"
The other disciples of Yuyang Palace also rushed over, but Yang Cheng saw no threat whatsoever.
Those disciples were almost all at the Eight Gates and Seven Stars level, and were hardly a match for Yang Cheng.
The light of the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts shimmered around Yang Cheng, and his figure flashed through the crowd like an arrow.
The overwhelming physical strength directly shattered the spells used by the two people in front of him, and the Soul-Severing Spear easily pierced through them.
Yang Cheng turned around and stepped directly into the boundless flames. He pulled out a cultivator from within and crushed his neck with a single squeeze.
In the blink of an eye, several cultivators had already fallen at Yang Cheng's hands.
Moreover, the aura Yang Cheng exuded when he made his move was quite different from that of the cultivators in this world.
He was neither a pure martial artist nor a cultivator, but he was incredibly ruthless and domineering, and seemed to have almost no rivals in battle.
While the disciples of Yuyang Palace stalled for time, Lu Xiaoquan took out a fiery red gourd.
The gourd was covered with silver talismans. As Lu Xiaoquan untied the talismans and chanted incantations, boundless fiery sword energy burst forth in an instant!
Yang Cheng was slightly surprised; Lu Xiaoquan's magic weapon was indeed very powerful.
This gourd was actually a spatial magic artifact, containing countless powerful flame sword energies.
Although a single sword aura is insignificant to Yang Cheng, this contains tens of thousands of sword auras, which is simply astonishing.
Boundless bloodlust condensed on the Soul-Severing Spear in Yang Cheng's hand, while the power of the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts was also pushed to its limit.
Almost instantly, Yang Cheng was engulfed by countless fiery sword energies.
Zuo Tianquan's expression changed slightly, and he wanted to go and rescue Yang Cheng.
Although Yang Cheng's speculation lacked any evidence, Zuo Tianquan, the ghostwriter, naturally trusted Yang Cheng, a junior ghostwriter, rather than the arrogant and domineering Yu Yang Palace cultivator.
But at that moment, amidst the boundless flames and sword energy, the souls of five immortal demons suddenly appeared.
The immense power of the demonic souls resisted the sword energy, and the moment the five demonic souls were annihilated in the sword energy, a blood-red, fiendish light suddenly appeared.
Yang Cheng thrust his spear into the sky, and boundless bloodlust and powerful energy suddenly exploded, tearing apart the boundless sword energy!
With a crisp sound, the gourd in Lu Xiaoquan's hand cracked open.
Lu Xiaoquan gritted his teeth, and a blood-red talisman appeared in his hand, transforming directly into a blood-red paper crane. In an instant, it shot into the depths of the tomb like a streak of light.
At the same time, Lu Xiaoquan shouted at Duan Yuntai and the others, "Help me deal with Yang Cheng! Afterwards, my Yuyang Palace will definitely send you a generous gift!"
Seeing Lu Xiaoquan's actions, everyone was almost certain that Yuyang Palace had indeed established its sect here for the purpose of tomb raiding, just as Yang Cheng had guessed!
Moreover, this tomb raiding has lasted for thirty years. Heaven knows what treasures are hidden inside that would make it worthwhile for Master Yuyang to pay such a high price to find them.
“Monk Longzhen, you are the sole heir of the Prajna Temple lineage. If you help my Jade Yang Palace, then when my Jade Yang Palace withdraws from Qingyuan Prefecture, all the Daoist traditions and inheritances it left behind will be yours!”
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