The Immortal Taoist Chapter 244

Chapter 244 - Ling Dao

"When I was at Middle Stage of Air Defense, I killed Zhong Taicang at the middle stage of Origin Stage. I wonder what my Late Air Defense is now, and how far my strength can go!"

If he continued to cultivate the Ling Family Sword Canon, Ling Dao would know how powerful he was. However, he was training in the Desolate Immortal Slaying Force, and such a heaven defying art had long ago caused him to break common sense. After breaking through to the Late Air Defense, he could clearly feel that all of his aspects had improved significantly.

In the past, the lower graded sword was unable to harm him, but now his body was stronger. Of course, whether the lower graded sword was powerful or not depended on the user. For example, if a peerless expert were to use a tree branch, they would be able to harm him. Even if air defence Warriors could not injure him by using lower graded sword, it did not mean that Origin Stage Warrior could not even injure him by using lower tier sword qi.

"I wonder if the Heavy Sword Sect has attacked us yet, hurry up and go out to take a look!"

The reason why he had gone into seclusion to increase his strength was to deal with the future battles. Now that his Late Air Defense had already risen, he naturally had to hurry up and leave. It would not be good if they missed the war. Only he was able to raise his cultivation by a stage in just a few short days while in seclusion. Others were simply unable to do so.

Just as he walked out of his own courtyard, Ling Dao felt that something was wrong. In the past, there should have been many Sky Cracking Sword Sect Disciple s in this place, but now, it was completely empty. At this moment, he had a bad feeling that the war had already begun.

Thinking about this, he used his fastest speed to rush out of the Sky-splitting Sword Sect. If they were to truly start fighting, it would naturally be impossible for them to fight inside the Sky-splitting Sword Sect. That way, no matter whether the Sky-splitting Sword Sect and the Anshan win or lose, the Sky-splitting Sword Sect would definitely be destroyed.

"I hope it's still in time. With my current fighting strength, I should be able to help!"

He did not know about Zhong Luoyue's situation, but he knew that there must be a Origin realm late stage martial artists in the Heavy Sword Sect. With his current fighting strength, he didn't have much confidence in fighting against a late stage Origin Stage, let alone facing off against a peak Origin Stage cultivator like Zhong Luoyue.

However, he still had the fighting power of the Origin Stage, and in a battle between powerhouses of the ninth rank, the Origin Stage Warrior was extremely useful. Even if there were Origin realm late stage martial artists s, there would definitely not be many. It would already be great if he could have one or two.

In fact, the current Heavy Sword Sect did not have a single Origin realm late stage martial artists. However, in the Heavy Sword Sect, there was Zhong Luoyue, a peak Origin Stage Ranker, who was even stronger than three or four Origin realm late stage martial artists s. With Sky-splitting Sword Sect's strength, he wouldn't be able to contend against Heavy Sword Sect in the first place.

"Since you killed my son, even if I have to risk my life, I won't let you off!"

An Shanfeiyu's eyes turned red, his entire body surging with Qi, the sword in his hand slashed out continuously. He only had one son at the early stage of the Origin Stage, but unfortunately, he had already died under Zhong Luoyue's sword. The hatred for the death of his son could be said to be irreconcilable.

"Hmph, my sect master killed your son, so what can you do? At most, I, the Sect Leader, will send you down to reunite with your son! "

The fact that the Origin realm early stage martial artists from Anshan came to kill Zhong Luoyue was already a mistake in itself. He thought that he had found a flaw in Zhong Luoyue, but he did not know that Zhong Luoyue had already set up a trap and was waiting for his prey to come in. From the moment he attacked, it was already the fate of his life.

Originally, Anshan had four Origin Stage Warrior s, but now, there were only three. An early stage Origin Stage was fighting with the Great Clan Elder of the Heavy Sword Sect, while Anshan Taiping was fighting a huge battle with Zhong Taiqing. The remaining An Shanfeiyu had already lost his reason, he only wanted to fight with Zhong Luoyue.

"If this goes on, it will be over sooner or later. What should I do?"

Elder of Tibetan Scripture Pavilion frowned. He thought that if Sky-splitting Sword Sect and Anshan teamed up, they would be able to win the battle. They have many Origin Stage Warrior s on their side, but unfortunately, their quality is not as high as Heavy Sword Sect's. Just Zhong Luoyue himself was already comparable to all of their Origin Stage Warrior combined.

"You are courting death for hurting my son!"

Zhong Luoyue, who was currently fighting with An Shanfeiyu and the Elder of Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, suddenly swung his sword at Anshan Taiping. The scorching waves of air condensed into a black iron sword, chopping towards Anshan Taiping. With such a large amount of fire origin laws, the black iron sword developed was naturally extraordinary.

Whether it was Elder of Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, An Shanfeiyu, or even Anshan Taiping, none of them could have imagined that Zhong Luoyue would actually still be able to use his free hand to deal with Anshan Taiping. The black iron sword formed by the fire origin energy hacked down, so Anshan Taiping could only wave her sword to block.

The speed of this sword was too fast, it was already impossible for Anshan Taiping to dodge. When the black iron sword slashed at Anshan Taiping's lower graded sword, an extremely ferocious power exploded out in an instant. Even the two Origin realm late stage martial artists s, and Elder of Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, weren't's match, let alone the Middle stage Source Realm martial artist that was Anshan Taiping.

Humans were like this, when Zhong Luoyue killed An Shanfeiyu's son, he did not feel any guilt at all. However, others injuring his son caused him to be filled with rage. If not for the fact that he was entangled by the Elder of Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and An Shanfeiyu, he would have already killed Anshan Taiping.

Puff.

The tyrannical collision instantly caused Anshan Taiping to cough out blood. The dark red blood flowed down the corner of his mouth. Even if Zhong Luoyue attacked casually, Anshan Taiping would not be able to block it. Luckily, Zhong Luoyue was not able to deal with him personally, or else the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Cut vertically!"

Taking the chance, Zhong Taiqing also attacked. That one strike from Zhong Luoyue caused Anshan Taiping's internal organs to be greatly shaken. Zhong Taiqing naturally would not give up such a great opportunity. Zhong Taiqing was indeed weaker than Anshan Taiping, but not by much.

Now that Anshan Taiping had been injured by Zhong Luoyue, she naturally unleashed her full strength. Originally, Anshan Taiping had hoped to help the Elder of Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and An Shanfeiyu after taking care of them. Unfortunately, it was no longer possible.

"Uncle, calm down. If something were to happen to you, our entire Anshan is done for!"

Hearing Anshan Taiping's voice, An Shanfeiyu's body also shook slightly. After all, he had lived for so many years, so he shouldn't have been so impulsive. However, seeing his son being killed with his own eyes had caused him to lose his rationality. Now, even though he had regained some of his rationality, the gaze he used to look at Zhong Luoyue was still filled with hatred.

"Both of you are quite strong. If you are willing to submit to my sect master, I can spare your lives." Whether you want to live or die, all of you can choose on your own! "

These words were actually mainly directed at the Elder of Tibetan Scripture Pavilion; since Zhong Luoyue had already killed An Shanfeiyu's son, naturally, he did not expect An Shanfeiyu to submit to him. Moreover, he had already seen that An Shanfeiyu's strength was not comparable to the Elder of Tibetan Scripture Pavilion's.

Zhong Luoyue never thought that the Sky-splitting Sword Sect would actually have such a strong warrior. Fortunately, he had already reached the peak of the Origin Stage at an early age. If he was only at the late stage of the Origin Stage, he really wouldn't be able to defeat Elder of Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Unfortunately, Zhong Luoyue's words were completely filtered out by the Elder of Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. What a joke! He was only a disciple from a rank 6 power, how could he possibly submit to a rank 9 power? If word of this got out, wouldn't it make people laugh their teeth out?

Whether it was An Shanfeiyu or the Elder of Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, neither spoke, and used their swords to express their intentions. Zhong Luoyue coldly snorted. Since Elder of Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and An Shanfeiyu wanted to court death, then he didn't need to go easy on them.

"Darksteel Sword Art's strongest three moves!"

It was stabbed, slashed, and slashed repeatedly by Zhong Luoyue. Every strike contained a boundless amount of Innate Qi and a terrifying power of fire source. Even though Elder of Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and An Shanfeiyu had joined hands, they were still beaten very badly. An Shanfeiyu's entire left arm was almost broken.

Elder of Tibetan Scripture Pavilion's sword techniques were not bad, but it was a pity that it was one stage lower than Zhong Luoyue's. Moreover, the lower graded sword in Zhong Luoyue's hands had already shed its outer layer. Just like Zhong Taicang, it was a middle grade sword. This middle grade sword was created by Zhong Luoyue through his own skills, it was not a treasure of the sect.

Elder of Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and An Shanfeiyu were not Zhong Luoyue's match in the first place, and now that Zhong Luoyue was using his middle grade sword, they naturally were not his match either. At this rate, the two of them might be killed on the spot.

"Are you two the Sky-splitting Sword Sect's Sect Leaders and Vice Sect Masters? Why is he so weak? "

"A rank 10 power is a rank 10 power. Its fighting strength is so poor, yet it can become sect head?"

"Alright, let us kill you so that you won't embarra.s.s yourselves in the future!"

The four elders of the Heavy Sword Sect, the Sixth Elder, the Eighth Elder, four other elders, and the Sect Leader of the Black Tortoise Sword Sect were surrounding and attacking Duan Zhenghui and Duan Zhenghui. Duan Zhenghui and Zhuang Xin were only Peak Imperial Sky Realm martial artist. It was normal for them to be unable to defeat the eight of them.

"Could it be that the heavens do not bless my Sky-splitting Sword Sect?"

"The Sky-splitting Sword Sect has been around for so many years, are we really going to end it in my hands?"

Whether it was Zhuang Xin or Duan Zhenghui, both of them had already given up all hope. They were already covered in blood, and there were no less than ten sword wounds on their bodies. If they were ordinary people, they would have already lost too much blood and died. It was already not bad that they were able to hold on until now.

"Don't be so emotional here, we'll send you two to h.e.l.l right now!"

Just as the elders were preparing to attack, Ling Dao had finally caught up. The battle on the stage was extremely chaotic, but Ling Dao could still tell the danger that Duan Zhenghui and his were in with a single glance. Without any hesitation, he immediately activated Eight Steps of Star Chasing and rushed towards Duan Zhenghui and the others.

There were already many corpses lying on the ground, and their blood had dyed the ground red. The sounds of battle shook the heavens, and many people's eyes were already bloodshot from the battle. War was this cruel. Fortunately, Ling Dao was not an inexperienced guy, so he would not be intimidated by this kind of scene.

"How dare you!"

The Eighth and Sixth Clan Elders of the Heavy Sword Sect had already raised their swords and pierced towards Duan Zhenghui and Zhuang Xin. Seeing that Duan Zhenghui and his group were about to die, in that moment of life and death, a figure suddenly appeared in front of them. His white robes fluttered, his entire body was releasing a tyrannical Qi, other than Ling Dao, who else could it be?