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Chapter 482 The next generation is terrible
Front mountain.

The headquarters of the Red Fire Sword Sect.

Surrounded by mountains and forests, the quietness is filled with a tense atmosphere.

Jiang Duanchao, the head of the Ziyun Sword Sect, stood with a sword on his back, like a towering mountain, exuding a terrifying aura.

His figure was as straight as a sword, standing between heaven and earth, his clothes fluttering in the windless air.

"Great and virtuous teacher, why don't you come out and see me?"

The sound of the river breaking the tide is low and deep, echoing among the mountains and forests like a huge bell.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his senses spread like fine spider silk into the mountains and forests, trying to catch any trace of the Great Sage Master.

However, after a long time, he found nothing. The mountains and forests seemed to have fallen into dead silence, without a trace of unusual movement.

"Humph!"

Jiang Duanchao snorted coldly, his heart filled with displeasure:

"I'll kill all your people. Let's see how long you can hide."

As he spoke, his gaze swept across the people from the Red Fire Sword Sect like a cold blade.

But soon, his attention was attracted by the Jade-faced Fire Monkey beside him.

Jiang Duanchao knew in his heart that the Great Sage Master had only been the head of the Red Fire Sword Sect for a short time, and his relationship with these disciples might not be deep.

But this jade-faced fire monkey is a truly rare and exotic animal, priceless.

If he could be killed, the Great Sage Teacher would surely be filled with unbearable grief and would appear.

Immediately, Jiang Duanchao was filled with murderous intent, which spread like a surging tide.

He stared at the Jade-faced Fire Monkey and gave Ye Xianqing a solemn order:
"Leave this monkey to me, and go and slaughter all the people of the Red Fire Sword Sect."

Ye Xianqing nodded slightly, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

Jiang Duanchao, holding a long sword in his hand, walked slowly towards the Jade-faced Fire Monkey. Each step was steady and powerful, and the ground seemed to tremble slightly under his feet.

The Jade-faced Fire Monkey seemed to be keenly aware of the approaching danger. Its eyes widened and it let out a series of sharp squeaks, its voice full of fear and anxiety.

At the same time, its body kept jumping around in place, like a ball of lively flame, trying to change direction and find an opportunity to escape into the dense forest.

"Want to escape?"

Jiang Duanchao snorted coldly, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes:
"Weren't you very fierce when you killed my sect's elder just now?"

"It's too late to run now!"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Duanchao lightly tapped the ground with his footsteps, and his whole body was like a crane, rapidly approaching the Jade-faced Fire Monkey with an extremely graceful posture.

Ye Xianqing was afraid of the close combat of the Jade-faced Fire Monkey, but Jiang Duanchao, with absolute confidence in his swordsmanship, was not afraid of close combat at all.

This time, the Jade-faced Fire Monkey still fled quickly, its body as agile as a ghost.

But how could Jiang Duanchao be unprepared?
He just snorted coldly and swung the sword in his hand violently.

The next moment, a majestic and vast sword energy surged up from the sword, like a rushing river, stirring the air and making bursts of whistling sounds.

The sword energy, like a huge river, quickly approached the Jade-faced Fire Monkey's head. In the Jade-faced Fire Monkey's horrified eyes, the thick sword energy suddenly shattered.

Afterwards, countless tiny sword energies fell fiercely from the air towards the ground like sharp swords flashing with cold light.

This move has a very wide range, like a huge net, enveloping the Jade-faced Fire Monkey and leaving it with nowhere to escape.

In just a moment, sword energy fell like dense raindrops, heavily hitting the surrounding land.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

For a moment, this vast land seemed to have suffered a fierce artillery bombardment. The sword energy that was bombarded created densely packed large pits, which covered the ground like pockmarks and were countless.

The land was thoroughly plowed, and grass clippings, tree roots mixed with soil and stones were blown everywhere, and the air was filled with the smell of dust.

The Jade-faced Fire Monkey was within the attack range and could only wave its claws desperately, trying to block the sword energy that was about to hit it.

Its claws were extremely sharp, and when it blocked the sword energy, sparks flew out like fireworks blooming in the night sky.

Fortunately, it has such sharp claws that it can barely withstand the surging sword energy.

Just when the Jade-faced Fire Monkey was trying his best to resist the sword energy, Jiang Duanchao had already arrived beside it like a ghost.

"Beast!"

"Suffer death!!!"

Jiang Duanchao roared so loudly that the air around him trembled.

He raised the long sword high in his hand, and like a silver lightning, he slashed down fiercely with the momentum of splitting the world apart...

at the same time.

the other side.

Ye Xianqing, holding a long sword, rushed towards the Red Fire Sword Sect’s headquarters like a black whirlwind.

His eyes were as dark as ink as he stared at everyone from the Red Fire Sword Sect. The murderous intent in his eyes seemed to be able to devour people.

"Die, all of you die!"

"Kill you and send two elders to be buried with you!"

His voice was cold and fierce, like the roar of a demon from the depths of hell.

His words instantly caused panic among the people of the Red Fire Sword Sect.

Now the Jade-faced Fire Monkey is being entangled by Jiang Duanchao. In the eyes of everyone, it seems that no one can stop Ye Xianqing's crazy revenge.

Just when Ye Xianqing was about to start the massacre.

suddenly!

A cold and chilling aura spread like a tide.

This breath seemed to carry the smell of decay and death, every trace of it could penetrate into people's pores, making every living person involuntarily feel a strong sense of disgust from the bottom of their hearts.

Following this breath, everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look.

In the woods not far away, several men in black robes appeared quietly.

These men in black robes were tightly wrapped in black robes, with not an inch of skin exposed.

Their faces were hidden in the hoods. When the strong wind occasionally lifted a corner of the hoods, people could vaguely see that their faces under the hoods were also wrapped in black cloth, as if they were deliberately hiding something.

Although the faces of these black-robed men could not be seen clearly, everyone could clearly feel their deathly gazes, like cold arrows, shooting straight at... Ye Xianqing!
Obviously, they came for Ye Xianqing.

What is particularly creepy is that they came silently, as if they were ghosts crawling out from the depths of hell. No one knows when they came, and no one knows how they managed to do it so quietly.

They walked out of the woods slowly, their steps slightly stiff, and approached Ye Xianqing step by step.

Upon seeing this, the people from the Red Fire Sword Sect hurriedly and panicked and retreated, fearing that they would block the way of these black-robed men and bring about fatal disaster.

"Where did these experts come from?"

Jiang Lengxue looked at these men in black robes and couldn't help but feel secretly shocked.

First, a ferocious monkey appeared, and now a group of mysterious and gloomy men in black robes appeared.

It is extremely lively on Shenlu Peak today, and it seems that all forces from all sides have gathered here.

The Great Sage Master has never shown up, but instead these masters have appeared one after another, leaving Jiang Lengxue confused for a moment, and her heart is full of doubts and uneasiness.

She could only lead the disciples of the Red Fire Sword Sect to quickly retreat into the base to make room for the confrontation between these masters from all sides.

The black-robed people walked slowly past the people from the Red Fire Sword Sect, their steps mechanical and stiff, and continued to walk towards Ye Xianqing.

At this moment, Ye Xianqing felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and all the hairs on his body stood up.

He could clearly feel that these black-robed men in front of him had powerful auras, and they were probably all fourth-grade warriors!
In particular, for some unknown reason, he felt an inexplicable chill in his heart, as if these black-robed men were demons returning to the human world from the Nine Nether Hell, bringing with them endless gloom and terror.

Faced with the large number of men in black robes, Ye Xianqing knew that he was no match for them.

He could only maintain high alert, carefully retreat slowly, and shout for help at the top of his voice:
"Master, another master is coming!"

He knew very well that although he could not compete with these men in black robes, the leader Jiang Duanchao would definitely have a way to deal with them.

As Ye Xianqing's cry for help fell, a deafening bang was heard. "Bang!!!!!!"

The powerful air wave swept across like an angry beast.

Smoke and dust rose from the ground, and the diffuse dust was like a thick curtain, covering the entire battlefield.

Everyone's clothes were rustling in the wind, and their hair became disheveled like weeds in the wind.

Then, a sharp monkey cry pierced the sky.

The jade-faced fire monkey kept screaming, its voice full of fear and anger, and then it quickly fled into the woods like a ball of burning flame, and climbed up a tall tree with a few jumps.

It hid its body tightly in the dense tree canopy, with only its head exposed, and screamed fiercely at this side, as if demonstrating to the enemy.

Jiang Duanchao slowly put away his sword, his face calm, but a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He said in a deep voice:

"You evil beast, you escaped pretty quickly."

He knew in his heart that he thought the sword strike just now was enough to cut off the monkey's head.

But who knew that the speed and physical strength of the Jade-faced Fire Monkey were far beyond his expectations.

The Jade-faced Fire Monkey not only narrowly avoided the fatal sword at the critical moment, but even the aftermath of the sword did not seem to cause much damage to it. It only made it feel extremely dangerous, and thus it instinctively fled into the tree to hide.

After all, animals are mostly driven by instinct, and once they sense the risk of injury, they will subconsciously flee. When it comes to fighting spirit, they are still far inferior to humans.

But Jiang Duanchao didn't take the Jade-faced Fire Monkey seriously.

Although the Jade-faced Fire Monkey is powerful and probably comparable to an ordinary third-grade warrior, Jiang Duanchao is not an ordinary third-grade warrior.

He was confident that if he really fought with the Jade-faced Fire Monkey, he would be the ultimate winner.

But Jiang Duanchao did not pursue him. Instead, he turned his gaze and looked in the direction of Ye Xianqing.

He frowned, his eyes full of disgust and disdain, and said coldly:
"I said you were trash, and you really are trash!"

"You'll always ask me to save you!"

As he spoke, his gaze turned towards the men in black robes again.

Jiang Duanchao's eyes were as sharp as a torch, and he could tell at a glance that among these seven men in black robes, six were in the fourth level, and one had reached the third level!

In his eyes, these people were nothing to be feared.

"What kind of evil skill is this?"

However, he was soon surprised.

Because he couldn't feel the black-robed man's breathing, heartbeat and body temperature.

With his extraordinary perception ability, facing these black-robed men, it was as if he were facing seven lifeless corpses.

But how could he believe that this was a dead body?

After all, a dead body could never move freely.

So in his opinion, these seven men in black robes must have practiced some evil martial arts to become so strange.

Immediately, Jiang Duanchao said in a deep voice to these black-robed men:
"Today is a feud between my Purple Cloud Sword Sect and the Red Fire Sword Sect. Please do not interfere."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for the sharp blade of the sword in my hand!"

After saying this, Jiang Duanchao released all his aura like a surging tide.

For a moment, there was a strong wind at the scene, and the fallen leaves on the ground were picked up by the wind and blown into the air.

However, the fallen leaves were like encountering an invisible blade, being cut into pieces and scattered everywhere.

Jiang Duanchao's aura was so terrifying that he could create the terrifying effect of a sword cutting just by relying on his aura!
Those men in black robes seemed to have sensed Jiang Duanchao's terror as well. They stopped in their tracks, their figures blurred in the strong wind, as stiff and dead as nails of death.

Seeing this, Jiang Duanchao's eyes flickered with a hint of pride.

Although the Ziyun Sword Sect is not well-known in the southern martial arts world, its strength is the best proof at this moment, enough to make these mysterious men in black robes wary.

Sudden--

Jiang Duanchao's senses seemed to have detected something unusual.

He suddenly turned his head with quick and agile movements, and the sword in his hand pointed in one direction like a silver lightning.

"Great and virtuous teacher, you are finally here!"

He spoke in a deep voice, his voice carrying a hint of relief, yet also a hint of excitement and anticipation.

Following Jiang Duanchao's words, everyone subconsciously looked in the direction of the sword in his hand.

A young man slowly walked out of the woods.

The young man's appearance is like an exquisite ink painting, which is pleasing to the eye.

His posture was as straight and upright as a pine tree, revealing an indescribable elegance and composure.

A yellow robe was gently draped over his body, the hem swaying gently in the wind, seeming somewhat out of place against the green mountains and trees, but he didn't seem to mind being alone and independent from the world.

His face was gaunt and handsome, with distinct features. His deep eyes seemed to be able to see into the souls of all things even from a distance.

Her long black hair was casually tied behind her head, with a few strands of hair swaying gently in the wind.

His skin looked exceptionally fair in the sunlight, and with a faint smile on his lips, he looked otherworldly.

Such a handsome and elegant man is truly like a god.

The Jade-faced Fire Monkey, which had previously escaped into the woods, was now squatting obediently on his shoulder.

With this man around, the Jade-faced Fire Monkey seemed to have a backbone and a backer. He kept grinning at Jiang Duanchao with a ferocious expression, as if trying to get back at himself.

Seeing this, all the disciples of the Red Fire Sword Sect were overjoyed and cheered:

"It's the leader!"

"The Sect Master has really arrived! That's great!"

Their voices were filled with joy and excitement, as if they saw a ray of light in the darkness.

The person who came was none other than Liang Jin.

Jiang Lengxue looked at the jade-faced fire monkey on Liang Jin's shoulder, and couldn't help but feel shocked and sighed.

I didn’t expect that this extremely ferocious monkey was actually Liang Jin’s pet.

Why had he never seen him before, but now, after Liang Jin had been in seclusion for a while, he actually had such a strange companion?

At this time, Liang Jin walked out of the woods and said:

"Jiang Duanchao, you are the leader of a sect after all. Why are you bullying the weak and my monkey?"

These words, like a sharp dagger, pierced straight into Jiang Duanchao's heart, making him so angry that a surge of rage surged inside.

He was indeed attacking the monkey just now.

If he killed the monkey, he would be criticized and his reputation as the leader of the sect would be damaged.

But now he hasn't killed the monkey yet. If this gets out, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing?
But who could have imagined that this jade-faced fire monkey was so powerful, far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Just when Jiang Duanchao was about to open his mouth to refute, he seemed to sense something strange.

He stared at Liang Jin with eyes as sharp as swords, his eyes full of shock and confusion.

After a long while, he couldn't help but sigh and said with emotion:
“It is true that every generation has talented people, and the new generation pushes the old generation forward.”

"I originally thought that realizing the power of martial arts at the age of sixty was already a rare occurrence in the world."

"I never expected that the Great Sage Master, at such a young age, could actually comprehend the meaning of martial arts."

"You are truly a young person! I admire you!"

His voice was filled with admiration for Liang Jin's talent, but also with a hint of helplessness and unwillingness, as if he saw that his own glory was about to be replaced by this young man.

His words caused a huge uproar when heard by the people around him...

(End of this chapter)