Chapter 193 The Demon Cult Witch 22

No one present expected Yao Rong to be so direct, and he brought up the main event right at the beginning of the sword-fighting conference.

After being surprised, everyone exploded, and the atmosphere in the venue was pushed to a climax by this brilliant stroke.

"He doesn't play the game of hiding things, Pavilion Master Yao is quite a master."

"These two taels of silver are worth it."

"Hahahaha, speaking of two taels of silver, I suddenly remembered something. Pavilion Master Yao said that he would use the lives of Sect Master Mu and Patriarch Shen to pay for the tickets. Doesn't that mean that the lives of Sect Master Mu and Patriarch Shen are only worth these two taels of silver?"

The seats in the front row were all taken. Mu Jianye and Shen Qinghuai didn't even have a seat, let alone a seat. They were treated the same as those martial artists who spent two taels of silver to get in.

The person who spoke did not hold back his voice at all, so Mu Jianye and Shen Qinghuai in the front row naturally heard what he said.

Mu Jianye and Shen Qinghuai's faces became uglier and uglier, and they scanned the crowd, trying to find the person who slandered them.

But the person who dared to say this must be sure that he would not be discovered.

Mu Jianye and Shen Qinghuai searched for a long time but found nothing, and finally put all their resentment on Yao Rong.

"What are you two looking for? Your opponent is me, not my guest."

Yao Rong raised his long sword, and the tip of the sword moved back and forth towards Mu Jianye and Shen Qinghuai.

"Have you thought about who will go forward to die first? Or have you already made peace and are planning to go together?"

Although he knew that Yao Rong was using provocation, the always arrogant Shen Qinghuai was still furious: "I will kill you myself, which is enough to honor you as a junior."

Yao Rong said indifferently: "Master Shen always calls you junior, is your only advantage that you can bring out?"

Ah Xi sat on the high platform, lowered his eyes to look at Shen Qinghuai, and suggested from the perspective of a doctor: "Master Shen, your face is flushed, Have you felt dry mouth, irritable mood, hot hands and feet, and occasionally sweat at night and have dry blood circulation? An old man like you should get enough rest and avoid running around and getting angry repeatedly. "

Everyone looked at Shen Qinghuai according to Ah Xi's words, but no matter how they looked at him, they couldn't tell that there was anything wrong with him.

Isn't the old man Shen's complexion quite rosy?

But some people who are more knowledgeable about medicine couldn't help but squint their eyes.

For someone of Shen Qinghuai's age, a complexion that is too rosy itself indicates a lot of problems.

Chang Yue said, "In the martial arts world, the rise and fall of sects is the most normal thing. How can Master Shen, who has lived for so long, still not see through the truth?"

Chen Nan's words hit the nail on the head: "If you ask me, Master Shen should be a wise man who knows the current situation and quickly return to the mountains and forests, so as not to end up with a disgraceful end today."

Wen Wu shook his head: "Master Shen has already lost his integrity

in his later years." Chen Nan sighed, as if he really regretted Shen Qinghuai: "If Master Shen died decades ago, when the Xuyang Sect was at its most glorious, that would be a worthy death. Dying now is really the wrong time."

Shen Qinghuai was very angry with them, and a fishy sweetness rose in his throat.

He forced himself to swallow the blood, but his face became more flushed.

Ah Xi was the first to notice Shen Qinghuai's abnormality, and once again gave a sincere suggestion: "Master Shen, next time you want to vomit blood, it's better to vomit it directly."

But the more sincere she was, the more Shen Qinghuai felt vomiting blood in his heart.

This time, even people who didn't know much about medicine could see

that Shen Qinghuai's condition was not right. Many people were wondering why Master Shen looked so much like... a last gasp?

It must be their illusion!

The disciple following Shen Qinghuai whispered: "Master, your status in the martial arts world is so high, why don't you wait aside for a while before taking action?"

Shen Qinghuai glared at his disciple. This was a nice thing to say, but didn't he mean to ask him to temporarily retreat to the side and rest for a while?

Juexian Pavilion was so aggressive, no matter what reason he had for retreating, it was equivalent to cowardice.

He couldn't afford to lose face.

Yao Rong smiled slightly and said, "It seems that Master Shen's disciple is very worried about Master Shen's health. He has been accompanying you, Master Shen, all the way. He should be the one who knows Master Shen's physical condition best."

Shen Qinghuai's face became more and more sullen. The disciple felt that he had said something wrong and lowered his head and dared not say anything.

Shen Qinghuai threw his wide sleeves, holding a heavy sword, and shouted, "People in the martial arts world should still speak with martial arts. Stop talking nonsense and get on with it."

Mu Jianye was happy with this and took a step back.

Yao Rong fell from the high platform to the ring.

Shen Qinghuai moved his feet and approached with a sword first.

There is a reason why he is so arrogant. The internal force accumulated for nearly a hundred years is as vast as the sea, thick and long, and all of it is added to the heavy sword. When the two swords clashed, Yao Rong felt that she was not facing a sword, but a lake and a mountain.

In addition, Shen Qinghuai's understanding of swordsmanship, which had been immersed in swordsmanship for decades, could definitely represent the top level of this world.

"So strong, Master Yao is in danger."

As soon as the two swords clashed, many people came to this conclusion, including some of the most famous masters in the world, which shows how fierce Shen Qinghuai's attack was.

Ah Xi believed her mother, but when she heard these whispers, she couldn't help but sweat in her heart and stared at the ring nervously.

Chen Nan comforted her, "Don't worry, the Pavilion Master is not panicking."

Knowing that his words would hardly reassure Ah Xi, Chen Nan turned the subject to Wen Wu, "Master Wen, what do you think?"

Wen Wu stared at the arena, and only when he heard his own name did he reluctantly divert his attention a little: "The Pavilion Master seems to be at a disadvantage, but her defense is very tight, and every move is methodical. Shen Qinghuai hasn't broken through her defense yet." Shen Qinghuai didn't even

break through Yao Rong's defense. After dozens of moves, Shen Qinghuai was shocked to find that he had completely fallen into Yao Rong's rhythm.

It seemed that he was pressing forward step by step, but in fact, if Yao Rong wanted to move fast, he had to move fast too, and if Yao Rong wanted to move slowly, he had to move slowly too, otherwise his attack would be fatally broken.

Shen Qinghuai was shocked, and the sword in his hand was not as relentless and aggressive as before.

As an opponent, Yao Rong was the first to notice this change.

While Shen Qinghuai was moving to the right, Yao Rong took a step to the left.

The two were facing each other, Shen Qinghuai moved to the right and Yao Rong moved to the left, which meant that Yao Rong did not avoid Shen Qinghuai's sword, but stood on the same side with Shen Qinghuai.

But this step was what Shen Qinghuai did not expect.

His sword stabbed diagonally to the left, and when he felt something was wrong, he hurriedly changed direction and sent the sword towards Yao Rong.

But it was too late.

The sword that changed direction temporarily must be much less powerful than before. Yao Rong took a step forward despite being injured by the sword, closing the distance with Shen Qinghuai, and slashed in the air. The icy sword energy swept up a gust of wind and chopped towards Shen Qinghuai.

The sword was too close, so close that Shen Qinghuai had no way to avoid it. He could only take the attack with his body like Yao Rong.

But Yao Rong was injured while being prepared, and he deliberately avoided the fatal part when he was injured. The sword that Shen Qinghuai was hit in the chest!

Shen Qinghuai's face changed drastically, and his facial features were distorted in pain, but he did not dare to delay. He shook his palm and blasted Yao Rong with extremely fast energy. When Yao Rong dodged, he pulled the distance between the two and stood on both sides of the ring to confront Yao Rong.

The people in the audience were shocked.

With the eyesight of most people in the audience, they could not see something as subtle as the change of rhythm.

In their opinion, it was clear that Master Shen had the upper hand in this duel. How come Master Shen suddenly suffered such a big loss?

Even Wen Wu needed some time to taste the mystery hidden in that confrontation.

But there was not much time left for them to savor this duel. The next second, Yao Rong flashed and approached.

This time, she was the one who attacked frantically, and Shen Qinghuai was the one who defended. When

their swords collided, Yao Rong asked, "Can you still explode like you did at the beginning?"

Shen Qinghuai's face turned pale, and he didn't know whether it was because Yao Rong had touched on his thoughts or because of the sword wound on his chest.

Shen Qinghuai has been talking about his age, but Shen Qinghuai is not the only one who has the advantage of age.

In a pure contest of internal strength, Yao Rong is definitely not as good as Shen Qinghuai, but in terms of understanding of swordsmanship, Shen Qinghuai represents the pinnacle of this world, while Yao Rong is beyond the level of this world.

Moreover, is age really Shen Qinghuai's advantage?

Yao Rong asked as if stating a fact: "You have accumulated internal strength for nearly a hundred years. Do you still have the endless blood and energy of a forty or fifty-year-old?"

The skills practiced by Shen Qinghuai can prolong his life and keep his appearance in his fifties, but there is no skill in this world that can reverse the power of time.

This is a world law that cannot be violated.

Therefore, Shen Qinghuai is indeed one hundred and seven years old.

Yao Rong did not deliberately lower her voice, and everyone could hear her words.

Everyone was a little surprised, but they also felt it was natural.

They were all deceived by the great reputation that Shen Qinghuai once had, so much so that they overlooked the most important point.

The era that belonged to Shen Qinghuai has long passed.

No matter how powerful he once was, he is now just an old man.

Even in his heyday, he might not be Yao Rong's opponent, let alone now?

Taking advantage of Shen Qinghuai's loss of mind, Yao Rong slashed at Shen Qinghuai with a sword.

Shen Qinghuai hurriedly dodged to the side, but it was too late.

The long sword brushed past his ear, cutting off half of his left ear.

Blood flew into the air, wrapped in the unfinished power, and splashed on the plaque of "Number One in the World" written by Shen Qinghuai himself not far away.

The plaque has been hanging for decades. No matter how shiny it looks, it can't hide the decay inside. It couldn't withstand the power contained in the blood, broke into two halves, and fell from the sky.

Shen Qinghuai covered his chest, staring at the blue sky with his eyes, lifeless and without any focus: "I'm not willing... I'm not willing..."

Yao Rong walked towards Shen Qinghuai with a sword in hand: "The plaque of the world's number one has fallen, and the world's number one should also fall."

"If it was forty years earlier... forty years earlier..."

Yao Rong sarcastically said: "You were still talking about age just now, but now you hate that God didn't give you a long life. It's better to let you die with a clear mind. Forty years earlier, your blood and qi would indeed be much more sufficient, but your internal strength would not be as deep as it is now, and your swordsmanship would not be as profound as it is now."

Using age as an excuse for everything is too much of a loss.

The internal injuries that Shen Qinghuai had suppressed with great effort finally backfired. He lowered his head and spat out several mouthfuls of blood, then remained in the posture of lowering his head and covering his heart.

Yao Rong raised his eyebrows slightly, took a few steps forward, and gently pushed him.

Shen Qinghuai did not resist at all, and his body fell in a pool of blood.

***

After a long while, the people in the audience woke up as if from a dream.

They looked at Shen Qinghuai's body in astonishment.

Shen Qinghuai died just like that! ?

If these spectators were only surprised in their hearts, Mu Jianye was shocked.

He thought Shen Qinghuai would lose, but he did not think that Shen Qinghuai would lose so easily.

In his imagination, Shen Qinghuai and Yao Rong should fight for hundreds of rounds, and then Shen Qinghuai will be killed by Yao Rong after being exhausted, or Shen Qinghuai will kill Yao Rong in return.

No matter who kills who, it will definitely be a bloody battle.

If the situation is a little better, the one who survives may only have one breath left.

Then he will come on the field again and easily get a big advantage. Not only can he get rid of his two biggest worries in one fell swoop, but he can also take over the Xuyang Sect again.

But! How could Shen Qinghuai die like this! Was Yao Rong really exhausted by Shen Qinghuai!

Mu Jianye was very suspicious.

But no matter how much he doubted his life, Yao Rong's sword was already raised to him.

"Mu Jianye, it's your turn."

The fear of death surged into his heart, and Mu Jianye's hands trembled. He subconsciously took a step back.

Yao Rong lowered the tip of his sword slightly and looked at Mu Jianye: "You don't dare to come up?"

Mu Jianye said timidly: "Yao Rong, don't be too arrogant!"

He turned around and looked around, trying to incite those people in the underworld: "Everyone, Yao Rong is so powerful. If we let her continue to kill righteous people, the underworld will be in chaos sooner or later! By then, all of us will be sinners!"

Everyone looked at Mu Jianye as if they were looking at a fool.

Mu Jianye swallowed his saliva and continued: "Do you really think Yao Rong summoned you here with good intentions? Maybe the people from Juexian Pavilion are already lying in ambush around and waiting for an opportunity to act."

It's true that after hearing what Mu Jianye said, a few young men looked around, as if they wanted to find out if there was anyone hiding in the corner.

But most people were very calm.

"Master Mu is greedy and afraid of death, why bother to make these excuses?"

"I used to think that Master Mu was a great man, but I didn't expect him to be greedy and afraid of death, and he has no integrity."

"That's right, Master Mu, just go up and compete. After you finish the competition, if Juexian Pavilion really ambushes us, we will definitely find a way to kill Juexian Pavilion's people to bury Master Mu and Master Shen."

Mu Jianye's face turned pale and blue, and the fourth and seventh elders who followed Mu Jianye also felt ashamed, and even felt a little disappointed with Mu Jianye in their hearts.

They could betray Xuyang Sect for Mu Jianye, but they still regarded themselves as Xuyang Sect members, and they would not bow to Juexian Pavilion even if they died.

Their leader bowed before them.