Chapter 150 - Within Reason, Out of Expectation

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nBang, bang, bang!

nOutside the gates of the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect, the sound of energy colliding could be heard.

nAfter a long while, the loud sound became louder and louder, as loud as thunder.

nAt this moment, Su Xing, who was thousands of miles away, suddenly had a strange expression on his face.

nThe rest of the people were more focused on the battle in the square of the imperial capital. Only Shen Yaoling, who was bored to death, noticed his abnormal expression.

n“Senior Brother Su Xing?”

n“It’s nothing. Help me protect him!”

nSu Xing formed a hand seal with one hand and sat down cross-legged. A golden seal appeared on his forehead and instantly disappeared into the void.

n“System! What happened to the Blackheaven Sword Sect? How did the Black Tortoise Formation get triggered?”

nSystem: “The Black Tortoise Formation is an Immortal-level formation. It automatically activated its protection when it sensed danger from the Blackheaven Sword Sect.”

nWith a thought, Su Xing looked in the direction of the sect through the formation.

nHe saw five different forces outside the formation joining forces to attack the sect-protecting formation.

nWhat was going on? Why would someone attack the Blackheaven Sword Sect?

nNo, these were the forces of five out of the ten great sects!

nUnfortunately, Su Xing could only check through the formation but did not have the ability to materialize, unless he was cultivating an avatar spell or some special teleportation skill.

nAlthough he did not know what had happened, it was clear that these people had come with ill intentions.

nThe five great sects were attacking the sect-protecting array formation with all their might!

nThe sect-protecting array suddenly emitted a burst of golden light, as if an ancient vicious beast that was sleeping had been awakened.

nA monstrous voice was heard.

nEveryone froze on the spot, unable to move.

nUnder the shocked gazes of the elders, the phantom image of a huge beast emerged from the formation. It was an incomparably huge black tortoise!

nThe Black Tortoise gradually woke up, and its entire body sank into the clouds.

nRoar!

nAn earth-shattering roar sounded.

nThe troops of the five great sects were all sent flying backward by a powerful aura.

n“No matter who you are, if you dare to appear in the Blackheaven Sword Sect again, kill without mercy!”

nA loud voice exploded in everyone’s ears.

nOf course their first reaction was to run!

nThe further they ran, the better.

nThe imposing figure of the ferocious beast just now had shocked everyone, and its loud warning contained boundless power.

nIf they stayed here any longer, their lives would be endangered in the next moment.

n“Retreat, quickly retreat!”

nThe leading elders of the five great sects were intimidated by this powerful aura, and they could not even muster the slightest will to resist.

nEven Daoist Wuxin, who had been shouting crazily all this time, was now speechless.

nThe elders of the five great sects issued the order to retreat one after another, and then they took the lead to fly away.

nIn the Great Hall of the Mysterious Sky Sword Sect.

nZhuang Changhe and the group of chief thrones were discussing countermeasures.

nSuddenly, they were also shocked by the scene in the sky.

nThe mighty Black Tortoise let out a furious roar, and its voice shook the sky, and it was extremely domineering.

nSuch a huge commotion naturally attracted the attention of many people. Bai Xueling, who was on the Sunset Peak, was also shocked by this scene.

nShe was very sure that this was not caused by the formation of the Blackheaven Sword Sect. The only possibility was that it had been caused by the mysterious Immortal-level Formation.

nThinking of this, she rushed out of the Sunset Peak.

nThe Black Tortoise phantom had materialized quickly and had also disappeared in the blink of an eye!

nBefore everyone could react, it had already disappeared into nothingness.

nThe next moment.

nIn the Great Feng Imperial Court, thousands of miles away.

nThe young man in lush green robes who was sitting cross-legged on the stone steps slowly opened his eyes. The light in his eyes flashed and disappeared.

n“Senior Brother, what happened to you?”

nSu Yan’er and Shen Yaoling looked at him worriedly.

nSu Xing stood up and laughed.

n“Junior Sister, you don’t have to worry. How could Senior Brother be in trouble?”

n“I just had a feeling just now.”

nHearing that Su Xing had gained an epiphany, Shen Yaoling’s eyes flashed with admiration.

n“Senior Brother is indeed talented. This epiphany, which is difficult for ordinary people to enter, was actually so easily encountered by Senior Brother.”

nSu Yan’er nodded when she heard this. Just now, she had also felt the rich Dao charms from Su Xing’s body.

n“Senior Brother is truly an emperor’s talent!”

nSu Xing :”…”

nAre they all so easy to fool?

nLooking at his Junior Sisters who had adoration in their eyes, Su Xing suddenly felt that it was a little unbearable.

nAt this moment, an explosion sounded.

nThe few of them did not bother to say anything else and turned their gazes towards the square. Ashes dispersed, and their vision gradually became clear.

nA beautiful figure covered in golden light appeared in everyone’s eyes.

nMo Yuanqing restrained the aura on her body, and slowly walked to a corner of the square with her sword in hand.

nShe looked in Mo Wudao’s direction.

nMo Wudao’s body was completely embedded in the coiling dragon stone pillar in the square, and the aura he emitted was gradually weakening.

nIt seemed that this battle was nearing its end.

nEven if Mo Wudao was possessed by the devil, he was still not Mo Yuanqing’s match.

nMo Yuanqing was a person whose talent was hard to find. In addition, she had the advantage of having mastered the Sword Intent. Now that she had the blood of a Human Immortal, this was a battle that was destined for Mo Wudao’s defeat.

nFor some reason, he did not choose to have the army besiege Su Xing and the others. Instead, he chose to fight Mo Yuanqing alone. He had even risked his life.

nTo prove himself? Or to obtain the bloodline power himself?

nNo one knew what he was thinking, including himself.

n“Hahaha! How is that possible?”

n“It’s impossible for me to lose. I have the bloodline power. I’m the King!”

nBlood kept spraying out of Mo Wudao’s mouth, but he was still laughing hysterically. As he laughed, his expression became very lonely.

n“I lost… I actually lost.”

n“Just for the so-called bloodline power, I didn’t hesitate to cooperate with the demons, but I still lost!”

nMo Wudao shook his head and resigned himself to his fate as he closed his eyes.

n“Kill me!”

nMo Yuanqing slowly raised the fine iron longsword in his hand, his ice-cold gaze without a trace of emotion.

nAfter waiting for a long time, Mo Wudao still did not even feel the feeling of the longsword piercing into him. He opened his eyes in confusion.

nA cold voice responded to him.

n“Why?”

nMo Wudao was stunned for a moment, then a hint of relief appeared on his pale face.

n“Why? What else could it be?”

n“The winner takes all, I have nothing to say…”

nAt this moment, a red light from the Tribulation Stage attacked him. The red light then instantly arrived in front of Mo Yuanqing with astonishing speed.

nSu Xing, who was about to make a move, suddenly stopped.

nBang!

nAn explosion sounded and a gust of wind blew in the arena.

nMo Yuanqing was safe and sound while Mo Wudao, who had blocked the attack, slowly fell to the ground.

nMo Yuanqing sheathed the Black Iron Sword in her hand and a strange expression appeared on her cold face.

nShe could feel that the attack just now would not harm her life, but she did not expect that someone could block the attack for her, and this person had even fought a life and death battle with her a second ago.

nHowever, why did he do this.

n“Ho, ho, ho!”

nMo Wudao’s aura had completely dissipated. As soon as he spoke, fresh blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

nHe spoke intermittently.

n“Ninth sister, I’m sorry…”

n“Imperial father… is in the hands of the demons… he is, be careful of him!”

nThe weak voice was blown away by the wind.

nMo Yuanqing did not speak. She stood on the spot, frozen, for a long time.

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