Chapter 8 Farewell to Mo Yang Sword
Chu Jianshan closed his eyes tightly. Now, his only chance was gone.
Cheng Yuan had already rushed over with his sword drawn, the Flowing Sound Sword sliding on the ground, leaving a trail of sparks.
Seeing that he had moved to a position less than five steps away from him, Chu Jianshan immediately raised his hand, and a golden spherical object flew out from his sleeve.
"Go, Little Jin!"
Little Gold landed at Cheng Yuan's feet and immediately formed a barrier, blocking Cheng Yuan's path.
He originally thought that the barrier could at least trap him for a while, but to his surprise, the barrier was shattered by Cheng Yuan's enormous spiritual power as soon as it was formed. Not to mention trapping him, Cheng Yuan's pace did not slow down at all.
The next second, Chu Jianshan was sent flying by Cheng Yuan's palm strike, crashing through the door and flying out of the room. He rolled several times in the yard before finally coming to a stop.
Chu Jianshan's mind went blank for a moment. Before he could even spit out a mouthful of blood, he saw Cheng Yuan thrust the Liuyin Sword at him again. Judging from the situation, if he couldn't dodge this time, the Liuyin Sword would pierce straight through his neck.
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Jin flew over and formed a barrier at Chu Jianshan's feet, blocking the sword that was meant to kill him.
Chu Jianshan finally managed to spit out the blood from his mouth, and the bright red blood fell to the ground, splashing a few drops onto his equally vibrant wedding dress.
Chu Jianshan's breathing was trembling, because he had run out of strength. Without the support of spiritual power, he couldn't hold out against Cheng Yuan for long.
fine.
Chu Jianshan thought to himself, seven years ago, he had treated Cheng Yuan the same way, relying on his strength and showing no restraint. At that time, he must have been in a lot of pain too...
That's fine, just consider it returning it to him.
Cheng Yuan once again gathered spiritual power in his hand, preparing to break the barrier. When Xiao Jin saw Cheng Yuan coming, it immediately began to tremble. Before Cheng Yuan could even get close, it shrank back into Chu Jianshan's sleeve without the slightest hesitation.
Chu Jianshan: "..."
Some things are not good if they are modified too much. I will ask Fang Zhuxin for an explanation later.
Chu Jianshan dodged Cheng Yuan's attack by sidestepping, and the burst of spiritual power smashed through the floor, scattering shards of stone all over him.
Chu Jianshan tried to stand up by supporting himself with his hands, but Cheng Yuan was one step ahead and grabbed Chu Jianshan by the neck. Chu Jianshan didn't struggle and was lifted up by the neck.
“A-Yuan…”
Chu Jianshan was out of breath, his face flushed, and he managed to utter those two words with difficulty.
Cheng Yuan seemed to react, tilting his head slightly as if he was thinking about something, and loosening his grip on Cheng Yuan's neck a little.
Just as Chu Jianshan sensed something was amiss and wanted to call out a few more times, he noticed that the crimson in his eyes had suddenly intensified.
"Why... do they all leave me..."
"You... all deserve to die!"
He kept repeating this sentence to himself. Chu Jianshan wanted to explain it to him, but he was being choked and couldn't speak. All his emotions, regrets, and guilt were suppressed by the hands that were gripping his neck tightly.
I can't get entangled with him anymore.
Chu Jianshan thought to himself, since Cheng Yuan had completely lost consciousness and still tried to kill him like this, he didn't need to feel any reluctance towards him.
Chu Jianshan raised his leg and kicked Cheng Yuan in the abdomen. Chu Jianshan used all his strength in this kick. Cheng Yuan felt the pain and immediately released his grip on his neck, and was forced to take three steps back.
Chu Jianshan bent over, panting heavily, then raised his eyes and stared intently at Cheng Yuan, his eyes red and his sweat-dampened hair falling across his forehead.
Then, with his bloodied lips moving slightly, he slowly uttered two words.
“Traitorous disciple…”
Chu Jianshan slowly straightened up, and a powerful spiritual energy, seemingly emanating from nowhere, began to slowly surround him. The next second, he raised his hand and shouted:
"Mo Yang!"
In an instant, the rusty sword next to Ji Shi trembled violently, then flew through the air and into Chu Jianshan's hand.
Chu Jianshan gripped Mo Yang tightly, and the rust on Mo Yang's sword began to peel off piece by piece, slowly revealing its original appearance.
The sword's scabbard was intricately decorated, the sword itself was hollowed out, and the blade was a light blue color. With the blessing of Chu Jianshan's spiritual power, it shimmered with dazzling light.
This is the sword that should have been wielded by Chu Qingyuan, the pride of his generation—Mo Yang.
However, Chu Jianshan's spiritual power cannot be maintained for long, so a quick battle is necessary.
Cheng Yuan saw the Mo Yang Sword and seemed to be stunned for a moment, but Chu Jianshan did not hesitate at all and took advantage of his momentary hesitation to strike with his sword.
Cheng Yuan reacted immediately, recalling his Flowing Sound Sword to parry, but Chu Jianshan had already anticipated his move. Cheng Yuan's fighting style hadn't changed over the years.
So he feinted, deflecting Mo Yang by three points. Cheng Yuan couldn't block his move, but Mo Yang also failed to hit him. Instead, Chu Jianshan circled around Cheng Yuan halfway.
Then Chu Jianshan struck him from behind with a powerful palm strike that sent Cheng Yuan flying, crashing through several stone pillars in the courtyard.
With spiritual power, Chu Jianshan became much more adept at fighting. In addition, he was familiar with Cheng Yuan's moves, so defeating him was definitely not a problem. The problem was how to restrict his mobility without killing him.
After all, Chu Jianshan's hand holding the Mo Yang Sword was starting to tremble. His spiritual power was unstable, and if he lost control, he might get hurt.
Cheng Yuan regained his strength not long after collapsing. Chu Jianshan sighed inwardly; a person who has gone mad is really not easy to deal with.
The two clashed again, moving so fast that their figures were obscured. All that could be seen were two sword lights, one green and one blue, colliding repeatedly. The things around them also suffered; stone pillars were knocked away, and vegetation was cut in half.
Although Chu Jianshan currently had the upper hand, he was reluctant to really hurt Cheng Yuan, so the two fought fiercely.
Chu Jianshan knocked Cheng Yuan back more than ten meters again. Taking advantage of this time, Chu Jianshan immediately turned around and changed direction, running towards Liang Shide's location.
Liang Shide was so frightened that he sat down on the ground and shouted:
"You damned demon, save me!"
The fox demon stayed by Liang Shide's side the whole time. She had no weapon, so she used her hands to gather demonic power and try to block Chu Jianshan's sword.
But how many people in this world can stop Mo Yang? The fox demon's hands were pierced, but she still did not change position. Instead, she directly unleashed a burst of demonic power, which actually shook Chu Jianshan back three points.
Chu Jianshan wanted to launch another attack, but who knew that the fox demon's eyes would change, and Cheng Yuan would instantly flash in front of Liang Shide and raise his hand to meet Chu Jianshan's attack.
Chu Jianshan couldn't stop, because he could already feel his spiritual energy dissipating, and there really wasn't enough time.
Suddenly he sensed something was wrong. Where was Cheng Yuan's sword?
Sure enough, the sound of a sharp sword slicing through the air came from behind him, and the Flowing Sound Sword was thrusting towards him at an extremely fast speed.
He was caught in a pincer attack, making it difficult for him to dodge. Moreover, Liang Shide was right behind Cheng Yuan, and they were just a hair's breadth apart.
Chu Jianshan then mobilized all his spiritual power, preparing to break through Cheng Yuan's defense. The two spiritual powers collided repeatedly in the air, producing a series of ear-piercing sounds.
But Chu Jianshan heard a different sound amidst the jarring noise.
He looked up and saw that Cheng Yuan's eyes seemed to be slowly returning to normal. He slowly opened his mouth, making a very soft sound, but Chu Jianshan still heard it. He said, "Master..."
The next instant, Mo Yang Sword veered away from Cheng Yuan's direction, and Cheng Yuan's spiritual power struck him heavily. At the same time, Liu Yin Sword pierced through his left shoulder from behind.
So this is what Cheng Yuan saw when he regained consciousness—
He still had some spiritual energy left in his hand, and the Flowing Sound Sword pierced through Chu Jianshan's body, his blood sliding down the blade and dripping between the two of them.
"Chu Jianshan!!"
Cheng Yuan panicked instantly but managed to catch Chu Jianshan as he fell.
Chu Jianshan's spiritual power had already dissipated completely when the Liuyin Sword pierced through. Mo Yang fell to the ground and was covered with rust again, as if she had never shone.
"Chu Jianshan, you..."
Why are you blocking my way? Why did you deflect your sword? Why didn't you just kill me? And... who are you?
Chu Jianshan lay in Cheng Yuan's arms, coughing up blood twice more. He seemed to want to swallow the blood, but couldn't help it. After a long while, he finally caught his breath and said, "I won't die... don't worry."
On the other side, the fox demon was severely affected by the backlash from Cheng Yuan's forced break free of the illusion, and could no longer even stand up.
This is a good opportunity. If we can seize Liang Shide now, we can control the situation.
Before Cheng Yuan could act, he saw a dark figure quickly move towards Liang Shide's direction.
"A-Yuan! Stop her!"
Chu Jianshan hurriedly called out to Cheng Yuan.
Cheng Yuan immediately stood up upon receiving the order. It was too late to reach Liang Shide now, so he raised his hand and prepared to unleash the Flowing Sound Sword, which flew swiftly and hovered in mid-air, aimed at the dark figure. If he did not stop, he would surely die under the Flowing Sound Sword.
To everyone's surprise, the shadowy figure did not stop, nor did it stop when the Flowing Sound Sword pierced its chest. Instead, it used the immense force of the impact to move forward a few more steps and plunged the sword in its hand into Liang Shide's heart.
Liang Shide collapsed to the ground instantly; the sword was meant to kill him, and he stopped breathing after only a few struggles.
Only then did everyone see the face of the shadowy figure clearly—it was Hua Rong.
Cheng Yuan quickly retrieved the Flowing Sound Sword, and Hua Rong also fell to the ground, kneeling down. Blood kept flowing from her body, and judging from the amount of bleeding, she could not possibly survive.
But instead of feeling pain, she burst into maniacal laughter, shouting, "Liang Shide! You bastard! Finally... finally I killed you, hahaha... Sister, I've avenged you..."
Cheng Yuan helped Chu Jianshan sit up, then walked to Hua Rong's side, took a couple of breaths, and asked, "You deliberately showed us Liang Shide's portrait, didn't you?"
Hua Rong raised her head and smiled enigmatically at Cheng Yuan: "Speaking of which, I really should thank you all..."
"What's the meaning?"
"You guessed right, I deliberately let you see it. I was holding onto my last hope, but I never expected that I could actually kill him."
Hua Rong looked at the lifeless Liang Shide, tears streaming uncontrollably down her cheeks: "This Liang Shide was not only heartless and treacherous, he didn't deserve to be human! He deserved to die!!"
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