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Exodus Tales
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Exodus Tales
Dongfang Bingling’s delicate body trembled, and her beautiful face instantly turned pale. She had been worshipped as an angel her entire life and had never been humiliated in this way. As a result, she nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
And you, Zhu Hongxue?
Ximen Wuya glared at Zhu Hongxue who was standing right next to Dongfang Bingling.
Dongfang Bingling already has a fiancé, and yet, you always keep her by your side. What exactly are you up to? That’s not all. Yang Dingtian had just passed the enlightenment period while you are the best among the youths, and yet, you still you tried to kill him? What are your ulterior motives?
Zhu Hongxue gave him a cold glance and didn’t even bother to explain.
Dongfang Bingling took a deep breath. She raised her exquisite chin and said coldly,
Ximen City Lord really does have a sharp tongue. I’d also like to ask you about a few things. Please answer me.
Go ahead!
Ximen Wuya said.
My first question. My father was the best martial art Guru in the world. Was his cultivation great? Was his vision great?
asked Dongfang Bingling.
Of course, Apprentice Brother Dongfang was the one that I respected most in the world,
Ximen Wuya said slowly.
Since his vision was so great, why did he choose such an ordinary person like Yang Dingtian? A man who only just passed the period of enlightenment in his twenties. I’ve seen his Xuan Vein talent. It was extremely ordinary, so much so that he wouldn’t even qualify to be a miscellaneous disciple of our Yin Yang Sect. How is it possible that my father would choose him to be the heir of the Yin Yang Sect?
Dongfang Bingling asked.
Without waiting for Ximen Wuya’s answer, Dongfang Bingling continued,
The second question. Someone saw Yang Dingtian on Cloud Sky City’s ship on your way to the Yin Yang Sect. He even spent most of his time aboard with City Lord Ximen. You both seem to be close. Is such a thing true?
Ximen Wuya nodded and said,
Yes.
Dongfang Bingling said,
Cloud Sky City has been trying to reclaim the status of the legitimate Yin Yang Sect, which can’t be achieved through ordinary means. Would it be possible to use another method? For example, someone would take my father’s relic to the Yin Yang Sect, claim to be his disciple, and claim that my father made him his heir and betrothed me to him. That person would just happen to be someone from Cloud Sky City. Then, after twenty to thirty years, the Yin Yang Sect would be your Cloud Sky City’s.
If that is true, does that mean that the City Lord Ximen had something to do with my father’s death?
asked Dongfang Bingling coldly.
Ximen Wuya was a little surprised.
Dongfang Bingling’s words are really as sharp as a sword.
Okay, even if assume that Apprentice Brother’s relic was found by someone, how do you explain his final will? His final will was inserted into the flame ornament and would only appear when combined with your mother’s moth ornament. Creating those words requires the combination of both your father’s fresh blood and Xuan energy. Could this also have been falsified?
Ximen Wuya questioned.
Dongfang Bingling turned her delicate face away, averting her ice-cold eyes. She clenched her teeth and said,
What about my father’s final will? I’ve never seen it, but merely heard about it from Yang Dingtian!
Ximen Wuya was stunned and looked at Dongfang Bingling disbelievingly.
A base person is truly invincible. A shameless person is impossible to defeat!
Then, Ximen Wuya said to Jiang Songyang,
Apprentice Brother Jiang, it seems that what was assumed isn’t logical.
Jiang Songyang replied,
It truly doesn’t make sense. Otherwise, why would we have brought so many people? It is no longer just a matter of the Flame ring, but a matter related to our Head’s death. Please hand Yang Dingtian over to us. We need to question him regarding exactly how our Head passed away. Who did it?
I understand now!
Ximen Wuya answered gradually.
If the truth doesn’t make sense, then let’s fight.
Do you really want to fight?
Jiang Songyang asked.
Apprentice Brother Ximen, how do you rate your cultivation when compared to mine?
More or less the same?
Ximen Wuya said.
Jiang Songyang replied,
You’ve built a strong reputation in public while I stayed quietly in the Yin Yang Sect. However, I’m certainly not weaker than you in terms of strength. Twenty years ago, I fought our Head, Dongfang Niemie, and managed to beat him by a little. Yet, I am the weakest among all the top martial artists present. Apprentice Brother Wuying is proficient at killing. During our fight, although I managed to hurt him, my life ended up at risk. As for Uncle Ning Busi, he is way stronger than I am. It goes without mentioning that I’m far behind Master Zhu.
Ximen Wuya gave them a cold smile.
Jiang Songyang went on,
You are a Guru. So am I. It seems like you can’t even defeat me, not to mention Uncle Ning Busi and Master Zhu. I really have no idea where your courage to fight came from. Why not just hand over Yang Dingtian?
Ximen Wuya said,
Apprentice Brother Jiang, let’s fight and see.
If you want to fight, then let’s do it. I’m the weakest among those gathered here, but I am enough to deal with you. Therefore, let’s fight,
said Jiang Songyang. He drew a ten-foot long giant sword from his back.
Ximen Wuya drew from his sleeves a small sword that measured less than two-and-a-half feet in length.
Apprentice Brother Jiang, are we sparring or fighting a life-or-death battle?
Life-or-death battle!
Jiang Songyang replied.
Just as I thought.
Ximen Wuya continued,
That way is also good. The role that you played in the death of the previous Cloud Sky City Lord was not very honorable. Don’t think that I’m not aware. Since it’s a real battle, it’s time to collect on the previous debt.
You’ll die when you have to. Why talk nonsense?
said Jiang Songyang with a sneer. Then, he swept the huge blade across his palm, and blood immediately spurted out, completely covering the giant blade.
Bang…
The blood burst into flame. The entire ten-foot long and half-a-foot wide blade ignited, illuminating the surrounding seas in a hundred meter radius.
Jiang Songyang lifted the flame blade and spread the ten-meter long Xuan wings on his back.
Bang!
Jiang Songyang leaped into the air like a meteor and rushed towards Ximen Wuya in a flash.
The killing vibe was so strong that the waves rose high in the sea.
Jiang Songyang, a world-renowned elite, also had the title of Guru!
He flew above Ximen Wuya’s head and shouted,
After today, there will be no Cloud Sky City in the world!
Then, he thrust his ten-foot-long giant blade fiercely towards Ximen Wuya like a thunderbolt about to instantly shatter him into pieces.
Ximen Wuya lifted his short, fine sword and received Jiang Songyang’s shocking attack by tilting his blade a little.
Swoosh…
The sword swept horizontally, and Ximen Wuya’s fine sword turned into a hundred-meter-long blue light, flashing like lightning across the dark sky.
Crack…
As if it were tofu being cut by a knife, Jiang Songyang’s giant blade was cut into two pieces, along with his body.
Blood gushed out. Jiang Songyang fell into the sea and died without even a full corpse.
Everyone was shocked silent, completely stunned by the scene in front of them!
Ximen Wuya had become extremely famous over the past few years, but everyone thought that he was only at the same level as Jiang Songyang. Thus, no one expected that Jiang Songyang would be killed in just one attack and would even be cut into two pieces. Furthermore, Ximen Wuya had acted so politely when talking to them just now, appearing as if he didn’t want to fight. However, who could have expected that he was so violent when he actually did fight?
Who will be next?
asked Ximen Wuya. Then, he flicked the fine sword in his hand, and it returned to its original size, seeming like a majestic blade.
Wuying from the Yin Yang Sect greets Ximen City Lord.
A figure emerged from the darkness.
This person was slender, soft, and of average height. Although he was a man, he had a delicate face like that of a woman.
He looked like a woman, but this man was someone that frightened the whole world. As the adjudicator of the Yin Yang Sect, his only mission was to kill people. No matter how high his opponent’s cultivation or how lofty his opponent’s status, as long as he received the order, even if the target was thousands of miles away, he would take that person’s life.
Wuying, 45 years old, had been an adjudicator for fifteen years and had never failed. Even though he was a person from the Yin Yang Sect, he had neither ice nor fire Xuan Veins but rather wind Xuan veins.
Some said that his cultivation wasn’t that high in terms of martial arts and Xuan energy. Furthermore, among all the experts in the world, he was almost the only one to have not mastered a Xuan technique. Instead, he merely mastered martial techniques that employed the fine sword in his hand.
However, among all the top elites in the world, his speed was the fastest, be it in swinging or drawing the sword. He firmly believed that in this world of martial arts, only speed could not be beaten. And, it was his speed that people couldn’t counter. Hence, he was given the terrifying nickname Wind Phantom.
He had never failed to kill the person that he wanted to kill, regardless of his opponent’s strength.
He wasn’t a Guru, but there were two Gurus who had died by his hand.
Only the strongest people could be adjudicators.
Wuying was just an ordinary disciple from the Yin Yang Sect. His martial arts weren’t learned in Yin Yang Sect. He only became the adjudicator of the Yin Yang Sect because he was once saved by Dongfang Niemie.
Apprentice Brother Wuying, please wait!
Ximen Wuya said. Then, he levitated his body and lifted off of Cloud Sky City’s ship, hovering above the sea.
Ximen Wuya closed his eyes slowly and said,
Apprentice Brother Wuying, I’m ready. Go ahead.
Unexpectedly, Ximen Wuya closed his eyes to fight with Wuying. This was certainly not contempt. It was because Wuying’s speed was too fast, and it would be impossible for Ximen Wuya to track him with his naked eyes. Therefore, he needed to sense the attack instead.
Whoosh…
Sure enough, Wuying disappeared from the night sky, leaving everyone’s field of vision.
Then, a gust of wind blended with the sea breeze and surrounded Ximen Wuya. If he had opened his eyes, he would have discovered that Wuying was completely invisible at the moment. However, he knew that Wuying was beside him, poised to deliver a deadly strike at any time.
Wuying killed people with only one stroke and had never missed. Even more powerful men with higher cultivations died under his sword.
Ximen Wuya kept his eyes closed and didn’t move his body. The breeze still surrounded him.
Suddenly, an eye-catching light appeared, and a fine sword pierced towards Ximen Wuya’s chest rapidly like a meteor in the dark.
The attack originated from an ordinary position and came at an ordinary angle. However, it was fast, so fast that no one could repel it.
In an instant, the fight between the two ended.
The result of the fight between Ximen Wuya and the King Killer had been determined.
Ding Ding Ding …
